thefictionvixens Chapter 488 A House Like a Steamed Bun
Chapter 488 A House Like a Steamed Bun
As the first rays of dawn peeked over the eastern ridgeline, the convoy was already fully prepared to depart.
The roar of vehicle engines echoed across the empty wilderness, like the last echoes left by a caravan about to embark on a long journey in the valley.
Fu Xiaojian stood beside the Mengshi vehicle, hands in his pockets, watching the convoy members board the vehicles one by one.
His arms had fully healed, and the new skin glowed a faint pink in the morning light, like a freshly peeled egg.
"Where's Lao Xu?" Shao Bing leaned out from the passenger seat.
Fu Xiaojian looked up.
On the roof of the Nirvana vehicle, Xu Si suddenly woke up, his forehead beaded with sweat.
He had a terrible dream.
In his dream, he forgot his sister, he forgot Jiao Jiao, he forgot everyone.
Xu Si sat on the roof of the Nirvana vehicle, panting heavily, the sweat on his forehead quickly cooling in the morning breeze.
Everything in the dream has begun to blur, like ink stains soaked in water.
He hadn't dreamed in a long time, so he kicked the nightmare hiding in his shadow.
After confirming that it wasn't this guy's doing, Xu Si frowned slightly.
"Xu Si?" Yi Yi's voice came from the depths of her heart. Her tone was also bad, as if she had the same dream.
"fine!"
Xu Si had no idea what this meant, because he didn't have time to think about it anymore.
"Are you alright?" Fu Xiaojian could naturally tell that something was wrong with Xu Si's condition.
But if Xu Si can't solve the problem, they certainly can't solve it either.
"It's alright! Shall we leave now?" Xu Si regretted his overconfidence; he had slept so soundly last night that he hadn't even heard the noise of everyone packing their things.
"How about we take a morning break?" Fu Xiaojian suggested.
"No need!"
The Nirvana body began to transform again, and now it was quite adept at it.
The straight-line distance of several hundred kilometers may not seem long, but in reality, it would probably take more than ten days to travel that distance, so it's naturally not as fast as flying there in a straight line.
Nirvana traced a dark red trail in the sky, like a crimson serpent swimming upstream, leaving a long, lingering tail on the crimson canvas of the heavens.
Xu Si sat cross-legged in the cabin, the Sword of Kingship resting on his lap. The silvery-white sword intent flowed slowly from the blade, enveloping him like a thin mist.
His consciousness did not sink into the dark building; he always felt the lingering effects of that dream.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see or understand anything.
Nirvana happens very quickly.
The landscape changed from a gray wasteland to rolling hills, then to a continuous mountain range, and finally to a wide basin surrounded by mountains on three sides.
"We've arrived," Nirvana's voice came through the loudspeaker.
Xu Si looked down.
The basin was much larger than he had imagined.
It's more than enough to build a safe zone, let alone a city with a population of over a million.
The basin is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and a long river flows from the basin into a wide expanse of water to the south.
The water's surface gleamed with a dull golden light under the blood-red sun, like a bronze mirror worn down by time.
The basin's ground was not the grayish-white wasteland he had imagined, but an almost inky black color, like scorched earth burned by fire, or like some kind of fertile soil rich in minerals.
The vegetation is sparse and withered, making one imagine how lush and verdant it used to be.
"Not bad," Xu Si said.
Nirvana hovered above the basin, the canopy rose, and Xu Si leaped out of the cockpit, landing lightly on the ground.
The moment his foot stepped down, he felt a strange sensation.
It wasn't the brittle hardness of scorched earth, but rather a soft, slightly elastic texture, like stepping on a thick layer of humus.
He squatted down and reached out to grab a handful of soil.
The soil was black, fine as powder, and carried a faint earthy scent as it fell through my fingers.
Yi Yi also emerged from the depths of Xu Si's heart.
Her eyes were wide open, as if she were trying to understand this land in her own way.
"Is this okay?" Xu Si asked.
"The vitality of the land has not completely dissipated. If the World Tree takes root here, it will soon be able to awaken it," Yi Yi said after sensing it for a moment.
"Alright, that's enough! Nirvana, descend!"
This place is indeed suitable for establishing a survival base.
Nirvana slowly descended into the center of the basin, its dark red fuselage reflecting the cold light of the blood-red sun, like a crimson star falling from the sky.
Fu Xiaojian leaped out of the cabin, his boots making a soft rustling sound as they stepped onto the soft, black soil.
He looked up and around—mountains on three sides embraced the land like a screen, separating it from the outside world. The waters to the south rippled in the morning breeze, reflecting the gray sky and the dark red sun.
"Is this the place? This area is huge! Could it be that we've descended upon Sichuan City?" he whispered.
The rest of the convoy also looked at the vast 'plain' with great interest.
"This is truly a wonderful place!" Tashan exclaimed, hands on his hips.
"If this were before the apocalypse, this place would probably have been taken over by developers long ago," Shao Bing remarked with similar sentiment.
There isn't a trace of any architecture here; it might be a terrain element that reappeared after the apocalypse.
"Everyone, rest where you are." Fu Xiaojian's voice echoed in the empty basin.
"Shao Bing, take a few men to the south to check the water source. Ta Shan, you and your men set up camp first. The rest of you, don't go far, stay on guard."
"DouDou, have YaYa take QianDuoduo to do a detailed survey of this area later!"
Qian Duoduo was originally a Sequence 2 accountant, but after taking over the caravan's various accounts, he actually advanced to Sequence 3 actuary a few days ago.
Therefore, it is most appropriate for him to conduct the survey.
Of course, it doesn't need to be extremely precise, but having a general understanding is definitely necessary.
Orders were issued one after another, and the convoy quickly switched from the state of confusion it had been in upon arrival.
The vehicles were arranged in a circular formation with their front ends facing outwards, creating a relatively safe open space in the center of the basin.
The most direct approach is to utilize the characteristics of the tower mountain.
brush brush --
Several wide city walls encircled the convoy.
Then, rows of pure white stone houses rose up from the ground.
With Tashan, the "stonemason," around, there was absolutely no room for anyone else to make a difference.
At this moment, he was like a master of building blocks, shaping his imagined survival base bit by bit.
"Uncle Tashan! I want a round house, and please build a square house for my little brother! Thank you, Uncle Tashan," Yao Yao said softly, her eyes full of childlike innocence.
"I want a long house like a sausage!" the sausage said, finding it amusing.
Tashan was somewhat helpless and could only fulfill each of their customized requests one by one.
He had absolutely no room to maneuver!
"And you? You want a house shaped like a steamed bun?"
Tashan really likes these little guys in the convoy.