Fading God Card

"Where are we going? Shouldn't we go north?"

Chang Yong looked around, feeling a little puzzled, while Wang Chaowei pushed his glasses:

"The Blackwater Swamp we are going to is at least 300 kilometers away from here. It would take too much time to walk on our two legs, so we are going to find a driver to take us for a ride before departure."

"Driver? Isn't there only a carriage? Shouldn't the one who pulls the carriage be called the driver?"

No wonder Chang Yong was puzzled. After the time-stop, the human technology tree was very crooked. Fossil fuels were used up by people who have no time-stop. Although there is electricity, it is okay to light a lamp. Once the motor that does work is involved, it will immediately It will explode, and the reason has never been found.

Therefore, in the absence of energy drive, human transportation power has degenerated back to the age of animal power. In addition, it is said that there is also an underground railway dedicated to intercity transportation, using boiler-burning steam trains.

But that thing can only be used in wartime and special circumstances, even Shangguan Miao and the others may not be able to ride it, let alone Jiang Wenming and the like.

"It is indeed the driver, you will know later." Zhou Changjing smiled.

"Hey, it seems that when we were not in Xinyang City, the two of you got to know the city well."

Chang Yong smacked his lips, thinking that it would take a week for them to run to destroy the Soul Emperor on two legs, and he was suddenly a little angry.

"You explained that there is a steam train, but why don't you even give it a ride, and insist on building it underground. Isn't this delaying the development of human beings..."

Jiang Wenming carefully avoided a mouse hole on the ground, and shrugged: "It's actually quite understandable, after all, this is not the world we used to be."

"If the railway is built on the ground and passes through so many places, do you think we can send people to take care of every section of the track? As long as there is a large beast with a cheap ass and an itchy mouth on the track, the consequences of derailment will be terrible. It's serious, this is actually similar to the design of oil pipelines in previous theaters, and..."

Jiang Wenming paused: "Without convenient transportation, people will not be able to conveniently gather in larger and safer cities. Otherwise, a small town like Xinyang City will soon have all the people flee to big cities due to the siphon effect. Now, how about defending the soul cave?"

"Is it because of this reason?" Chang Yong frowned.

"More than that," Zhou Changjing said.

"The underground train system can still guarantee the exchange of materials between cities. As for most people, they have to work hard to improve their strength because they have to travel on more dangerous ground. After all, if they are weak, they are not even qualified to leave the city. No."

"This is actually a disguised talent selection and training method. Only the strong are eligible to go to big cities, while the weak can only be trapped in small cities. However, due to the existence of city alliance guards, their basic safety can still be guaranteed. .”

Chang Yong shook his head: "It's twists and turns. Just listening to it hurts my brain. I really don't know how those people came up with it. Forget it, let's talk about that old driver. Why does he live outside the city? ah?"

Looking around, there is a wilderness, and from time to time one or two wild animals can be seen galloping far away. The outside environment is far worse than the inside of the city in terms of comfort and safety. He doesn't quite understand that the person lives What is pictured outside.

Zhou Changjing smiled: "Because he is not an ordinary person! Well, listening to the voice, you should be able to see him soon."

"sound?"

Chang Yong's ears moved and his expression changed.

"It seems that the sound of a monster roaring is getting louder! It's approaching!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was only a buzzing roar from far to near, and two red lights that looked like monster eyes roared along with the sound.

"What kind of monster is that?"

Chang Yong said in horror, just hearing that roar made the hairs all over his body stand on end, and even some fine dust under his feet began to shake.

"Not a monster,"

Jiang Wenming clapped his hands suddenly, stood up from the ground, pointed to the ground and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a motorcycle, and there are still his wheel marks on the ground."

"Motorcycle? This... is this tire too big?"

Chang Yong looked down, and there was indeed a shallow trace on the ground, but the width was a full 20 to 30 centimeters. Why is a motorcycle tire bigger than a mineral water bottle lying horizontally? !

But there was a sudden bang on a small soil slope in the distance, and a black object flew out. Chang Yong could see its outline clearly in the splashed soil.

Isn't it just a motorcycle!

It's the same as Batman!

A man wearing a gray and white helmet above was even shouting excitedly!

With a bang, the huge motorcycle hit the ground, and then the man twisted his body, and the motorcycle changed direction, roaring towards them.

From the looks of it, they should have been discovered.

But when he was moving forward, his speed didn't decrease at all, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was about to hit him.

Seeing this, Chang Yong became nervous, while Jiang Wenming remained calm and moved a little away from the three of them. On the contrary, it was Zhou Changjing and Wang Chaowei, both of whom were surprised and still stood where they were.

"Hahaha! The crazy shark wags its tail!"

With a bang, the motorcycle swayed sideways, slid over, and stopped two meters in front of the four of them, while the man took off his helmet with a smile on his face:

"Hey! Xiaojing, Xiaowang, how are you! The weather is nice today, do you want to go for a drive together?"

"No need, Brother Huang," Zhou Changjing smiled and shook her head.

"I came to you this time to ask you to do me a favor. Let me introduce you first. These two are my friends, Chang Yong and...uh..."

Zhou Changjing looked at Jiang Wenming and was taken aback for a moment.

I saw Jiang Wenming calmly removed his hands from his face, and his body was covered with mud splashed by the motorcycle shovel when it braked.

"Hi, I'm Jiang Wenming."

"Huang Xiaoshan, I'm sorry, I can't control it."

"It's okay, it's just an accident." Jiang Wenming patted his body and looked at Huang Xiaoshan.

An uncle in his forties, with gray temples, wearing a pair of wooden goggles, but in a good state of mind like a young man, wearing a leather jacket that has not been washed for an unknown period of time, and can smell the smell of engine oil from a long distance away .

Wait, oil?

Jiang Wenming turned to look at Huang Xiaoshan's motorcycle.

The thick front and rear wheels are not rubber, but a kind of yellow amber-like jelly, which has been polished to look like tires. The body of the car seems to be pieced together from some carapaces from a certain big crab, and the edges are inlaid. Got some iron sheets.

The whole car is dominated by yellow and black, which looks both powerful and streamlined. It looks like a hybrid of a tank and a dragonfly. No man can deny its beauty.

one word:

nice!