pertwk Chapter 322 Team No. 003
Chapter 322 Team No. 003
The hustle and bustle along the riverbank was abruptly cut off by a sharp, rhythmic electrical noise.
Everyone was stunned, but Fu Xiaojian was the first to react.
It turned out that it was already noon.
Suddenly, the same steady female voice from the Guangming Motorcade came through the loudspeaker.
[—This is the Guangming Motorcade, number 001, conducting midday communication.]
[We solemnly warn: All convoys still in motion must be extremely vigilant against an anomaly tentatively named 'Earth Leyline Creep.' Its characteristics include: widespread, slow but continuous terrain distortion and spatial folding, possibly accompanied by further disruption of the Old World coordinate system. Convoys encountering this phenomenon should immediately halt their advance, seek shelter on stable high ground or underground structures, and record and attempt to send the encounter coordinates using all possible means.]
[Repeating... This is the Bright Car Team...]
The fifth announcement has concluded.
Only the hissing of electrical current remained in the frequency band, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
They had never heard of ley lines crawling before, but they had encountered distorted terrain a few times.
Some of the people didn't know what to say.
Without physical examples to refer to, they don't know if what they're talking about is the same thing.
Xiao Luo gestured to Fu Xiaojian with his eyes, indicating that this information was clearly very important and had exceeded his understanding.
Fu Xiaojian, nicknamed "Little Luo," looked at the boy.
"Just respond according to the standard procedure," Fu Xiaojian said.
Although they have already made contact with the Bright Team and have learned a lot from each other, the true significance of communication has not yet been revealed.
This communication and interconnection will only be meaningful if more and more teams join in.
Xiao Luo nodded vigorously, took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and gripped the [Star Whisper Throat] tightly once more.
Sequence energy injection illuminates the nebula vortex.
"This is the Salary Train Team, number 002." The boy tried to keep his voice steady.
"Message received from you. Be alert for the 'Earth Vein Creep' phenomenon; it has been recorded. Also, our convoy just…"
After the announcement, Xiao Luo breathed a long sigh of relief.
Just as Fu Xiaojian was about to get up and turn off the frequency, another burst of static came from the speaker, followed by human voices.
"Old Fu, are you even of any use? You caused a mess yesterday, almost letting someone snatch the top three spots. If you mess up again today, our Fierce Tigers team can't afford to lose face!"
"Communication isn't that easy. Do you think this strange object is so easy to place? Give it a try; maybe it'll work this time!"
"I'll try it out, you said the same thing yesterday!"
"Shh, maybe other teams are listening to what you're saying!"
"..."
Then came a long silence during the broadcast, as if the two were discussing something.
However, many people in the Salon team recognized the owners of the two voices.
One was the flamboyant young man Wang Yanhua, and the other was the lecherous old man Fu Qiangmin. They had met once in the ruins of the mine.
"This is the Fierce Tigers Motorcade, codename 003, and I am Wang Yanhua!"
"Yes, yes, let's secure the title first!" an old-fashioned voice urged from the side.
"Whether you can hear me or not, anyone who dares to talk nonsense to us will be in big trouble!" Wang Yanhua continued.
The notification then indicated some lag.
"How about I put it this way?" Whispers broke through the noisy electrical current.
"Very good!" Fu Qiangmin gave full affirmation.
"Pfft—"
After a brief silence, a suppressed laugh escaped from some corner of the camp, which then ignited a chain reaction of snickers and barely suppressed laughter that echoed throughout the convoy.
The somber atmosphere brought about by the "earth vein crawling" information was completely disrupted by this half-baked, reckless, and foolish "Tiger Convoy Declaration".
"It's that guy!" Jiao Jiao covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling, her eyes curving into crescents.
"Oh my, this kid's still so naive! ... Hahaha!"
Even the usually aloof Su Su's lips twitched almost imperceptibly upwards.
"What, you know each other?" Lin Zhennan was puzzled. He didn't expect that the newly appeared No. 003 team was so familiar to everyone.
"The one who spoke just now was their team leader, Wang Yanhua. The other voice belonged to Fu Qiangmin, the main force of their team. When we encountered him, that guy was already a Sequence 2 mechanical modifier! He's quite capable!"
Thinking about it this way, it makes sense that the Tigers were able to create such a marvel of long-distance communication.
This still made the team somewhat happy.
After all, it's easier to get along with a familiar team than an unfamiliar one.
However, I didn't expect that after so long, this guy still wouldn't be serious at all.
Fu Xiaojian shook his head, but with a smile on his face, and got up to turn off the horn of the Mengshi vehicle.
The noise subsided, and the laughter from the riverbank gradually subsided, but the sudden sense of relief lingered.
"It seems that the 'program' at noon will be even more lively from now on." Fu Xiaojian sheathed his polished sword and looked at the crowd.
"Pack your things, let's set off today. We don't know what this river will be like, it's better to go somewhere further away!"
"Understood!" Tashan responded loudly and began to call on everyone to gather the scattered items and load them onto the vehicle.
Lin Zhennan and Pei Xiu exchanged a glance, both able to see the shock and relief in each other's eyes.
Joining this team, what they saw and heard repeatedly refreshed their understanding of "post-apocalyptic survival".
A powerful yet restrained core combat force, an endless stream of wondrous artifacts and methods, and even this almost "luxurious" ability to create wondrous artifacts.
This is not a struggle for survival; it is clearly building high walls and stockpiling grain.
Hinata Aoi slung the large umbrella back on her back, her gaze sweeping over the busy crowd before settling once more on the red-haired figure on the roof of the car.
He remained seated, the longsword, which had just revealed its extraordinary nature, resting across his lap, seemingly unconcerned about the surrounding noise and his gains.
This detachment, or rather, alienation, intensified her inner desire to explore.
"Hey!" she suddenly said, her voice not loud, but clear through the crowd.
"What's the name of your sword?" Her curiosity wasn't just directed at the sword, but also at the person.
Or perhaps she deliberately started a conversation, and it was a very impolite one at that.
Xu Si always chose to ignore the topic of politeness.
"First of all, I didn't say 'hello,' and secondly, I have no obligation to answer!" Xu Si raised his eyes.
Hinata Aoi is growing increasingly fond of Xu Si's assertiveness.
That yearning for something she couldn't have made her unable to resist.
However, Jiao Jiao boarded the chariot with a satisfied expression, clearly approving of Xu Si's performance.
Hinata Aoi didn't argue, and went back to her car with the large umbrella.