Qin Che was unaware that the hot spring club had changed its strategy.
Wu Hao himself committed a crime and was to be confined to his home. The hot spring resort also notified Xingjianbao, Yonghuanbao, Tongtieshan, Wumenbao and other places.
If you happen to see Qin Che and his two companions passing by, you must treat them as honored guests.
At this very moment, Qin Che and his group were still in the wild.
On the plains, people eat and horses chew, so their travel speed is very slow.
Qin Che didn't care about the slow pace; he also wanted to see the scenery of the Northern Territory.
The garden's landscape extends hundreds of kilometers to the north, passing through mountains and plains, finally arriving at the harsh wasteland.
The land was scorched black, the swamps were emerald green, and the sun never shone.
They had been on their way for over half a month, and the area was deserted.
Occasionally, they would encounter wild animals, and Little Stone would give an early warning and then go out hunting.
They always brought back some animal meat.
Qin Che instructed her, "Don't bring any wild animals back now. Just kill them. Eating mutated creatures from the wasteland might give you a stomachache."
"Yes, yes, I understand, sir!"
As I stepped into the shallow swamp, water splashed out.
They even saw thick bubbles rising from the depths of the swamp, which was disgusting.
The environment is harsh, with radiation zones and sinkholes everywhere.
They were people who had come from the desert, so they were used to it.
"It's alright, it's not raining, but it's very dry," Li Xin said, sniffing the air. "And it smells terrible."
Qin Che smiled and said, "After passing through here, we will first arrive at Tongtie Mountain. This place is still the territory of the Hot Spring Club. This wasteland is not large, and it should have been affected by radiation."
Hu Ting and the others were all wearing radiation protection masks, standard equipment for wastelanders.
The three extraordinary beings present were not wearing any equipment.
Even small stones have spiritual energy protecting them, so even if they feel a little dry, they won't harm the body.
Qin Che completely ignored it.
Walking on the wasteland, the environment was harsh everywhere.
They witnessed the devastation of old-world towns and villages, which Qin Che found quite familiar; these places were probably rural areas outside the city a long, long time ago.
They also saw some factory facilities, which were dilapidated and half-submerged in the swamp.
There are also large and small pits, which must be land damaged by war.
"Even the soil in this place is acidic. We should hurry up and get away from here as soon as possible."
"This is considered good; the situation in Zhongzhou is far worse. You haven't seen it."
Qin Che visited Zhongzhou in the simulator.
That place has been completely destroyed by the war; nothing is left.
The soil was scorched black, like hell, and not a blade of grass could grow.
Li Xin laughed and said, "Could it be that you've been there?"
"Just hearsay," Qin Che chuckled.
Suddenly, a giant green snake sprang out from the nearby swamp, its fangs glowing as it tried to bite Qin Che.
Little Stone exclaimed in alarm, "Master, be careful!"
Qin Che remained unmoved, but a blade shot out from his body and pierced the snake's head.
It collapsed inside the house, its body still writhing, before gradually coming to a stop.
Qin Che frowned: "Are there still living things in a place like this?"
"It must be a mutation; even its scales are glowing."
Little Stone patted his chest and said, "Sir, I was wrong."
Qin Che patted her head: "You can't be on guard all day and night, it's okay."
He wouldn't care about such trivial matters.
But Little Stone felt very guilty.
If she had remained vigilant, her superhuman intuition would have been able to deduce this scene.
Sometimes danger comes too suddenly, and she is caught off guard.
Superintuitive abilities are all-powerful, but humans are not.
There are always times when we are careless.
Li Xin said, "These scales can be used as money in mountain tribes."
"Huh?" Qin Che looked disgusted. "Aren't they afraid of getting sick?"
"If you get sick, you can't blame the snake. You can only blame the gods. Mountain people like to collect these shiny, glowing things."
Qin Che sneered, "Sooner or later, we'll send a large army to wipe this place out."
"What's the point? Mobilizing a large army costs money every day. We can't afford to waste so little manpower and resources."
Li Xin belonged to the minimalist faction and considered costs in everything he did, especially in the military. Deploying troops was a cost, and if the losses couldn't be recovered after a battle, then there was no point in fighting.
Qin Che didn't care about all that.
But he admitted that Li Xin's words also made sense.
The three of them took turns sleeping in the swamp at night.
Little Stone was perhaps not alert to his surroundings today and was still feeling guilty, so he volunteered to be the first to take the shift and stayed for quite a while.
Li Xin woke up late and told her to go to sleep first. He glanced at the slaves, who were all sleeping on the carts. Hu Ting was holding the little one, and her breathing was steady.
Li Xin sat outside the tent, looking up at the sky, which was full of dark clouds, without a single star.
Suddenly, he heard some noises.
The next second, Xiao Shitou and Qin Che got up from the tent.
Little Stone had barely lay down when he sensed something.
"What's going on?"
Li Xin looked up in the direction from which the sound came from: "I don't know."
"It sounds like hooves, like those of a wild beast."
"It's a beast tide!"
Little Stone suddenly spoke, surprising all three of them.
The slaves were also awakened, rubbing their eyes and faces.
Qin Che asked, "A beast tide? Are there many of them?"
“There are many, hundreds of them, coming from deep in the swamp, sir. I can’t see very far. It must be a natural disaster like an earthquake that has frightened them.”
Qin Che clicked his tongue.
It feels like a lot of trouble.
The creatures in the wasteland are not called beasts, but mad beasts.
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