I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1072 - 1171: What Are You Looking At? Even with Our Broken Car, We’re Still Better Than You Country Bumpkins

Chapter 1072: Chapter 1171: What Are You Looking At? Even with Our Broken Car, We’re Still Better Than You Country Bumpkins

"There’s something abnormal with our body functions."

Yang Yang frowned and said, "What do you mean by abnormal?"

Zhen Nantian pondered for a moment and said, "My ability is particularly sensitive to spatial awareness. I constantly feel like I’m not in the original place, similar to the feeling of stepping on cotton, or a sense of dizziness."

The others shook their heads; they didn’t feel anything special. Jing Shu, however, seemed thoughtful. She felt Zhen Nantian’s perception might be right because she also felt a bit dizzy.

Zhen Nantian continued, "Look at this snow water, it’s black."

Yang Yang said, "It’s because the world is polluted. In the first year there was dust, and it’s never been clean since, especially the snow around Wu City is dirty."

Zhen Nantian mused, "Is it? I just think the snow is a bit strange."

Jing Shu also picked up a handful of snow, kneading it as she spoke, "What do you find strange?"

Zhen Nantian brought the snow water close to his mouth and licked it.

Jing Shu exclaimed, "Aren’t you afraid it’s poisonous?"

Zhen Nantian nodded, "It’s okay. This doesn’t taste like snow water. What taste is it—I can’t describe it."

At this moment, Chu Zhuohua approached and snapped his fingers, "Xiao Zhang, go collect snow in different forms for testing and conduct experiments using several rabbits."

After Zhen Nantian pointed out two unusual places, it was Chu Zhuohua’s turn to speak. As the lead researcher on Dark Energy, he shared some thoughts:

"It’s called Dark Energy because of certain characteristics. Once contaminated, it can trigger strange occurrences. The range of energy in Wu City is vast, and if we can’t find its origin on the surface, then it must be nearby. We just haven’t discovered it yet.

But not being discovered doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. What I mean is, if Dark Energy is present, it often signifies an overflow of certain organisms or substances. If it’s ordinary organisms, it’s fine. But if the snow from Great Snow Mountain is problematic—"

Everyone’s expressions grew solemn.

Chu Zhuohua’s meaning was simple.

It’s foreseeable that Wu City’s Dark Energy is abundant, but the peculiar abilities and effects, and where it’s distributed—if there’s a problem with the entire Great Snow Mountain, then it’s difficult to address, and very dangerous.

So when Zhen Nantian mentioned the snow water issue, Chu Zhuohua immediately began research.

Chu Zhuohua smiled, "But everyone, don’t worry too much. With your abilities, we can ensure safety and survival in this environment. Things won’t be too bad."

Everyone thought so too; after all, the best talents in the country were here.

After lunch and the meeting, they packed the tents and everyone continued forward. After four more hours of walking, it was time to set up camp.

The insect team continued.

Su Malie wrapped in the Hulk’s blanket, munching on chips, exhaled, "Ah Zhu, is it just an illusion, or am I getting colder?"

Jing Shu checked the thermometer, "It’s not your imagination. The temperature has dropped to minus 33 degrees. Just burning the stove isn’t enough; we need to turn on the heating."

"What? What? There’s heating inside here?" Su Malie’s jaw nearly dropped.

Jing Shu nodded, "It’s a pipe that Grandpa buried in the Hulk’s body before he left, connected to the fireplace. The pipe stays hot, providing floor heating. Though we also have air conditioning, it’s not as comfortable as this floor heating."

Plus, the water circulation has an added benefit—it can be used for other purposes at night, so it’s not wasted.

Before long, the interior of the Hulk was warm, and Su Malie sighed, "So comfortable, just like being at home. You’re incredible, Ah Zhu."

Jing Shu nodded, turned on the walkie-talkie, "Guo Tou, Xiao Wang, note the temperature is too low, activate all floor heating mode."

"Copy, copy."

Jing Shu’s second team continued for about a hundred kilometers before stopping to rest for the night and collect samples from the surroundings.

Unexpectedly, they encountered the armored team of the first squad.

The walkie-talkie buzzed with Xiao Wang’s voice, "The first team seems to have encountered trouble and stopped."

Chu Zhuohua, "Perfect timing, let’s exchange some information."

Su Malie donned a thick down jacket, wrapped up like a dumpling just like Jing Shu, and went to check out the situation.

Huang Xiaoxiao sneezed several times, pointing at the logistics personnel, "How come all the cars broke down when everything was going fine?"

"Dr. Huang, it’s not our fault. The fuel is the issue. Who would’ve thought insects would emerge from the petrol and clog the engines, leading to breakdowns."

"Achoo!" Huang Xiaoxiao’s face was red from the cold, "I don’t care. What do we do now?"

"What else can we do? Fix them and filter the fuel again."

So the first team began repairing the vehicles. Everyone wore down jackets, military coats, and blankets as they stepped out, stomping their feet endlessly against the unbearable cold.

Huang Xiaoxiao noticed Jing Shu’s team enjoying themselves and snorted, "What are you looking at? Our vehicles will be fixed soon, but you, sitting on those insects, must feel like being in a cave made of ice!"

Then, she watched them open tents and make pots of fragrant lamb soup, starting a bonfire on the tent’s edge.

With rich and fragrant lamb soup, they tore bread into it, soaking it, and slurping a mouthful—it was deliciously aromatic.