Chapter 240 One Day and One Night
Lu Nange's mental energy field clearly perceived: swarms of snakes writhing wildly on the scorched earth, insects and ants gushing out of their nests, and all living things struggling to survive in the flames...
The surviving mutant animals were blasted and bleeding from the impact of the Level 4 Golden Shield, and ultimately had no choice but to turn around and run wildly toward the only way out.
At the entrance to the passage, Chi Yanzhou stood in the center.
The battle formation behind him, spread out in a fan shape, completely blocked the road, with supernatural beams flashing.
A dark mass of mutated flying birds soared into the sky from the burning tree canopy, only to be met with a double blow in the next second.
A flash of silver light appeared in Lu Nange's eyes, and her mental power, like an invisible giant hand, slammed down the flock of birds in the distance.
At the same time, the vines transformed into countless whip-like shadows, lashing the approaching flying creatures until their bones were broken and their tendons snapped.
One is far away, the other is near; they work together seamlessly.
On the ground, Chi Yanzhou's group's defensive line remained completely still.
All the mutated animals that tried to break free were eventually reduced to pieces of flesh and blood.
He Zhuo cleaved through the charging monster with his earth spikes, the slime splattering and sizzling on the ground: "Damn! What the hell are these things?!"
He kicked aside the twisted limbs at his feet: "They all look like they came out of the Classic of Mountains and Seas! They're all so grotesque, each one more disgusting than the last, I can't recognize them at all!"
Gu Qi: "The one you killed just now was probably a mutated red ant."
"Ants?" He Zhuo nearly slipped, pointing at the insect carcasses on the ground that were almost as numerous as Lu Beiye's: "Who keeps ants that spray sulfuric acid? These things could be used as aquariums in a seafood market!"
Gu Qi: "Apocalyptic Special Edition."
The skyline of Ping City was swallowed by the eternal night, with only the continuous flames in the distance piercing the darkness.
Metallic luster burst forth from those distorted flames, and the glows of various supernatural powers flickered like dying stars.
Thick, dark clouds pressed down on the city as if they were a physical entity, preventing even a sliver of moonlight from penetrating.
Behind a window, the survivor's dirty fingers gripped the curtains tightly.
He stared blankly at the flickering firelight in the distance, his cracked lips muttering to himself, "Is there really any hope for this world?"
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The wildfire that engulfed the forest burned for twenty-four hours until the last flame gradually died down near noon the next day.
It was 11:00 AM.
The leaden-gray sky remained low, not letting in any light.
The temperature stopped rising, and a coolness permeated the air, as if even the heat of the flames had been absorbed by the darkness.
At the foot of the mountain, Lu Nange and his group were covered in soot, their down jackets scorched.
Behind them, the once lush forest is now reduced to a single vehicle path, flanked by twisted, charred tree trunks.
General Cheng wiped the soot from his face, his voice hoarse: "This battle has lasted a day and a night, why not rest for a day before we leave?"
Jiang Jing nodded in agreement: "It's safer to start after we've rested and recharged."
Chi Yanzhou shook his head: "Uncle Cheng, Uncle Jiang, we're in a hurry to get back to Beijing; we've already been delayed for too long."
Jiang Zhiwang patted the car door: "Big shots, at least let us take you out of the city!"
Jiang Jing and Jiang Zhian nodded in agreement.
Lu Xici pressed down on his arm and said gently, "Jiang Zhiwang, Uncle Jiang, you've both fought hard all day. You should go back and get some rest."
"I'll take you!" General Cheng opened the car door without further ado.
Chi Yanzhou pressed down on the car door: "Uncle Cheng, you need to rest too."
He looked at the soldiers behind General Cheng: "They need rest too..."
General Cheng's eyes flashed, and he pointed to the end of the road: "I've already informed them about the vehicles, license plates, and the occupied areas along the way. Just follow this road straight out of the city!"
Lu Nange and her group climbed onto the pickup truck—Jiang Jing and General Cheng insisted that they had no vehicles available and offered to give them three, so they could only choose a pickup truck that could tow all of them away at once.
The moment the engine roared to life, Lu Nange stood by the truck bed, looking at the people jogging alongside the pickup truck, and said, "Jiang Zhian! Jiang Zhiwang! Next..."
The two bulging backpacks arced through the air before being caught by the Jiang siblings.
"Uncle Cheng," Chi Yanzhou said, tossing two backpacks at him. "Take care."
As the tires kicked up dust, words of farewell intertwined:
"goodbye!"
"Bon Voyage!"
"May you be safe!"
Jiang Zhian: "I hope our next meeting will be the beginning of a new world! Take care!"
These sounds were quickly torn apart by the howling wind and dissipated into the air thick with scorched earth.
In the rearview mirror, the figures of those seeing them off grew smaller and smaller until they became just a few black dots on the horizon.
The moment Jiang Zhiwang opened his backpack: "Crystal core...?"
A chorus of gasps immediately erupted from all around.
"They're all crystal cores!"
"Level one! Level two!"
"My God! There are even level three crystal cores!"
General Cheng watched the departing car: "Those silly kids..."
Meanwhile, in the pickup truck, Lu Nange's space was piled high with crystal cores—all spoils that Zhizhi had plundered from the dense forest.
Two consecutive days of intense fighting left everyone exhausted.
He Zhuo and Gu Qi slumped down in the back of the truck, not even bothering to clean the dust that covered their cloaks.
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