eurekapd Chapter 427 Let's eat first.
Chapter 427 Let's eat first.
Chapter 427 Let's eat first.
The earth is cracked, like a canvas torn apart by time.
Deep cracks crisscrossed the area, and charred stones were scattered haphazardly. All order and regularity had vanished, leaving only a twisted and deformed skeleton.
The steel wreckage whistled sharply in the wind, and the broken metal reflected a regular luster under the dim sky.
A thick layer of dust covered the streets, and every step kicked up a cloud of choking smoke. Various abandoned devices lay haphazardly, covered in rust and faded like the ruins themselves.
In this desolate wasteland devoid of any life, a shadow suddenly began to wriggle and its outline emerged at a visible speed.
The deathly silence was broken by the sound of feet hitting the ground, and then more and more figures emerged from the shadows.
"Finally out."
As soon as it appeared, Fang Xin couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The feeling of being in the shadows just now was so strange, but if he could, he really wouldn't want to experience it a second time. In just a short while, he felt like he had almost forgotten how to breathe.
Oxygen, water, and food are all things that three-dimensional beings need. When one becomes a shadow, some of the habits one had as a "human" become useless.
This clash between habit and reality, while not exactly torture, is certainly not comfortable either.
The others weren't much better off. After being locked in that dark and sunless underground facility for so long, the aliens' physical functions had also deteriorated significantly. The AI only cared about keeping them alive and didn't care whether they lived well or not; as long as their cells were still active, that was enough.
After checking his arms and legs and making sure he wasn't missing any parts, Fang Xin turned to look at the woman behind him. "Elia, are you alright?"
"I'm fine..." Elylia shook her head slightly, but as soon as she finished speaking, her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground.
"Elia!"
Fang Xin's worried voice immediately attracted the attention of others around him, and the aliens, whether familiar or unfamiliar, all gathered around.
Although no one admitted it aloud, everyone understood that their escape from that hellish place and their witnessing of the fall of the God of Life, one of the gods of the era, were entirely due to the good fortune of this boy named Fang Xin.
A middle-aged man with a long beard observed for a while and then came to a conclusion. "She probably isn't adapting well to the environment. People from their planet are more sensitive. The place where we were imprisoned before was too close to the entrance to the pocket universe, and the radiation was too strong."
"But we're already out, aren't we?" Fang Xin frowned.
"She's out, but the radiation outside isn't much weaker. Plus, she's been malnourished for a long time. If I had a particle separator and the necessary materials, I could probably make some medicine, but right now... I'm afraid we don't have that capability."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xin's expression immediately changed. "Then what should we do?"
"I'm fine, don't worry." At this moment, Elylia spoke up, forcing a smile and pulling Fang Xin's hand. "You know me well, it's an old problem, I'll be fine after resting for a while."
Fang Xin tightened his grip on Lia's hand. Although he really didn't want to see his girlfriend from another world and another planet like this, he really didn't have any other options.
The person who spoke earlier was right. The residual radiation in the wasteland was far more intense than imagined. This level of radiation was unbearable not only for these aliens, but even for the native inhabitants of Earth.
Those wastelanders have to have their internal radiation levels measured every month. If an increase is detected, they must pay to enter a phototactic chamber to reduce their radiation concentration; otherwise, the radiation could endanger their lives.
Of course, not every wastelander can afford such services. Most wastelanders are struggling to survive, so how could they possibly care about their own radiation levels?
In addition, they had been locked up for so long that the radiation levels in their bodies were already quite high, so it was not surprising that Leah would have this problem. Not only her, but some people in the team were also feeling unwell, but not to the point of being unable to stand.
Tang Zijun was naturally not very familiar with these things; his mind was still preoccupied with the "last words" left by the so-called God of Life.
The beginning of a new era...
Humph.
In this day and age, anyone can claim the title of "god" and run rampant.
However, that guy was indeed difficult to kill. Although he destroyed the opponent's body, Tang Zijun knew that the God of Life was not death, or rather, there was no such thing as the God of Life.
From beginning to end, he only had one enemy: the artificial god created by the Blue Star people based on some forbidden knowledge, that is, the mechanical intelligent entity.
As for the "gods of the era" mentioned by the wasteland people, they are referring to the other party.
"Whether it's the God of Life that I killed or the black spherical flying machine I encountered before, they were all clones of mechanical intelligent entities, or even mass-produced products."
Killing one God of Life proves nothing. If we don't find a way to get rid of that intelligent entity, there will be a second God of Life, or even a third or fourth.
Having mastered "infinite energy," He can even create a pocket universe, so creating a few more divine clones wouldn't hurt.
Lost in thought, Tang Zijun only slowly came to his senses after he realized that the surroundings had quieted down.
Turning his head, he saw Fang Xin and his group staring at him without blinking.
"cough..."
Tang Zijun coughed lightly, unsure of their meaning. After a pause, he slowly spoke.
"How about we eat first?"
As he spoke, one after another, fast food items appeared in front of everyone.
The most important thing, of course, is instant noodles, which are the most convenient. So Tang Zijun filled her mirror space with a lot of them. In addition, there are some other foods such as ham sausages, frozen dumplings, and bread.
The group had originally intended to hear Tang Zijun's next plan. Although they had escaped, no one dared to leave until Tang Zijun spoke.
After all, this was a powerful being who had relentlessly beaten the God of Life throughout the entire process and moved freely between the wasteland and the pocket universe. To them, only gods could kill gods. Regardless of the identity of the armored man in front of them, Tang Zijun was already a god-like being in everyone's eyes at this moment.
When they saw Tang Zijun suddenly release a bunch of food items with strange packaging with a wave of her hand, they were instinctively stunned for a moment.
Having finally escaped back to the wasteland, shouldn't we be discussing our next steps now? And that God of Life, instead of showing fear as he faced death, he even issued a threat; there's definitely more to this story.
The group considered many possibilities. They thought the big shot in front of them would forcibly take them as his underlings, Tang Zijun would do some unspeakable things to them, and they even thought the other party would suddenly turn on them and start a killing spree. But they never expected that the first thing the other party said would be to eat.
It wasn't until the aroma in the air reached their noses that they realized their bodies were extremely empty.
"Traversing in the shadows is very physically demanding, and without the help of shadow power, the exertion is even greater. Although you may not feel anything now, it will be too late once the energy kicks in..."
Fang Xin, come over here and distribute them to everyone.
Tang Zijun explained that someone once said that after a car accident, what's scary is not the severity of the injuries, but the fact that the injured person gets up and walks around like nothing happened after the crash. You might think they're not injured, but actually their adrenaline is pumping like crazy.
Tang Zijun knew this feeling all too well; he had used this method to unleash his full power many times when fighting against those with greed.
"Coming!" Upon hearing Tang Zijun's words, Fang Xin immediately ran over and began picking through the food on the ground.
It has to be said that after wandering around in another world for so long, it's quite interesting to see familiar food and brands again.
"There should be some flammable stuff around here. Let's grab a bite and go look for it. Instant noodles need to be heated."
With Fang Xin's help, everyone received a loaf of bread and a bag of sausages. At the same time, listening to what the other person was saying, several people in the crowd nodded and dispersed.
Tang Zijun noticed that the way those people were looking at Fang Xin was different. They were obviously not strangers, and were most likely the team members that this kid had gathered in this world.
"Fang Xin," Tang Zijun said, waving to him.
Hearing this, Fang Xin personally opened a pork floss bread and placed it in Elia's hand before quickly returning to Tang Zijun. "What's wrong, brother?"
Tang Zijun handed him a bottle of mineral water and asked, "You've been here for quite a while, do you know where the true form of that Ji God is?"
"The true form of Ji Shen? Brother, you wouldn't be thinking of..." Fang Xin opened his mouth, clearly having guessed Tang Zijun's thoughts.
"The problems in this world are a bit complicated. If I could, I wouldn't really want to get involved, but there's nothing I can do. The other side has already reached into our world. The fact that you were kidnapped here is proof of that. I can't just stand by and watch this happen again. You should know what that means."
Tang Zijun's tone was calm, yet somewhat solemn. Upon hearing this, Fang Xin's expression also turned serious.
As the person who was kidnapped, no one felt the danger better than him. During the three months in the wasteland, it would be no exaggeration to say that he was living on the edge of a knife. He had several close calls with death. If it weren't for the help of his brothers, he would have died countless times.
So Fang Xin really thought he was quite lucky, but if it were someone else, they probably wouldn't have been so lucky.
The thought that more and more people might be kidnapped into this world like him made Fang Xin's heart race.
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