Heavy Truck Chariot In The End Times

The sky was still a little gloomy, and the sun could not be seen.

After a month, Shen Cong stepped on the ground again with his feet, but the once vibrant earth has been replaced by yellow sand, gravel, and dust. There is no green in the eye.

It seems to have come to an endless desert.

"Home...Wuwei County...Probably the provincial capital Hefei is no longer anymore..."

Shen Cong frowned and looked around, hoping to find a trace of life alive. This huge disaster storm wiped out all traces of life. The only thing that can be witnessed is that this is the Earth and not Otherworld, and that is the few steel columns that belong to the load-bearing columns of the warehouse not far away.

One of them was bent ninety degrees.

Shen Cong restrained his pessimism, walked step by step to the location of the warehouse, looked at it for a moment, and then peeled away the yellow sand and stones on the ground with his hands, and found it too difficult. He ran back to the Vajra, took out an engineer shovel, returned to the previous position and continued to shovel yellow sand.

At this time, Shen Cong's body was stronger than a cow. He picked up an engineer shovel and shoveled sand at a fast speed.

After a while, a big hole was dug out.

"Activity really strengthens my body. I used to dig such a big hole, and I would definitely gasp for breath. Now I don't feel tired at all."

Reactivity, this is the magical ability Shen Cong named himself, and this ability is the reason why he was able to have an inexplicable connection with the Vajra.

Shen Cong, who woke up from a coma a month ago, found that he had a sensory connection with the Vajra. For a month after that, he was groping for this perception. After many explorations, experiments and inferences, I probably understood the production and effect of this ability.

In that world-destroying meteor shower, one of them hit the warehouse, but with the power of the meteor, the shock wave generated was enough to destroy everything around it, but it didn’t. In addition to blasting the warehouse away, it didn’t even leave a big pit. Down. The meteor Shen Cong didn't know what it was.

But now it seems that it definitely contains mysterious energy.

Because it gave the Vajra metal, a kind of "lived" change, Shen Cong didn't know if the Vajra was really alive, but it did have a kind of spirituality, slowly repairing its own damage-Shen Satoshi named this spirituality that came alive as active.

At first, most of the armor of the Vajra was melted down, and the internal wiring was also burned a lot.

But when Shen Cong settled down to communicate with the Vajra, he was able to guide this activity, absorb the free activity from the outside world at a slow speed, repair himself, and make some morphological changes according to Shen Cong's will.

When Shen Cong was bored, he named this active ability-Extension.

At the same time, the activity has two other abilities, one is the assimilation ability-alloy. Originally, the Vajra was only a metal frame that was given activity by the meteor, but under the guidance of Shen Cong, it could already swallow various elements on the frame, give them activity, and form a whole.

Conversely, if you peel off a component from Vajra, the component will lose its activity after a while.

Another ability is activity's feedback to the guide Shen Cong-exchange.

When Shen Cong guided the activity of the Vajra, he strengthened his own willpower little by little in all parts of the Vajra, so that Shen Cong could rely on his own brain waves to complete the driving of the Vajra. Then the activity of the Vajra will also be fed back to Shen Cong, strengthening his body.

Active metals, the three properties of extension, alloy, and exchange.

This is the result of Shen Cong's one-month research.

Of course, there may still be capabilities that have not been developed, and there are still many unknown reasons that are unknown. For example, Shen Cong doesn't know what is the relationship between himself and the Vajra. It stands to reason that the Vajra was given activity, either by evolving into a deformed Vajra, or becoming a large slug.

Unexpectedly, they had reached an inexplicable connection with Shen Cong, as if they were integrated. The Vajra is part of Shen Cong's body.

"But that's okay. With the more powerful Vajra, I have a greater probability of survival in this end time."

The big pit has bottomed out, and there is a steel plate underneath.

This is the secret door in the basement of the original warehouse. Shen Cong is a persecuted delusional patient. He always feels that it is not safe enough if it is not tightly protected. Therefore, most of the important items are placed in the basement, and steel plates are used as barriers for entry. Now this steel plate protects the basement well for him.

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The shelves and maintenance desks in the basement are swaying, and the entire 150-square-meter space is messy. It is obviously affected by the shock wave of the meteor falling to the ground. Fortunately, most of the things are still usable.

For the next three days, Shen Cong rushed back and forth between the Vajra and the basement, without leaving in a hurry.

The Vajra was seriously damaged. Although there was a month to absorb free active repairs, this repair was slow after all, and it was not possible to drastically change the substance at will. Some components are damaged, only to replace with new ones, and then rely on the alloy ability to complete the assimilation.

During these three days, Shen Cong also repaired the radio station on the Vajra in his spare time, trying to communicate with the outside world.

However, each frequency band always responds to meaningless noise.

Occasionally, Shen Cong would climb on the roof of the Vajra, looking far away. The yellow sand stretched across the sky, with no end in sight. The whole world was silent, he was the only one in the world, and he couldn't even hear the barking of dogs or insects.

Another week passed.

Shen Cong has completely repaired the Vajra, and all equipment has been alloyed as part of the Vajra.

The Vajra still runs on fuel, but part of its power is powered by batteries. Shen Cong also put two solar power panels in the car to support the operation of the Vajra when the fuel is insufficient.

Once the fuel is exhausted, the Vajra's power is seriously insufficient, the battery voltage is lower, and it can barely maintain a low-speed rotation of the motor, allowing the Vajra to move forward at a slightly faster speed than running. Each time you move forward for two hours, you must use the solar panel to charge it once.

No way, fuel takes up too much space to carry more.

"The Vajra has been repaired, it's time to leave here."

The mechanical watch reminded that on June 28, Shen Cong put down the steel plate in the basement and refilled the yellow sand, but placed a long-wave transmitter in the basement. Only Shen Cong knew the frequency of this transmitter. When he wants to come back, he can come back as long as he finds this frequency.

Now a piece of yellow sand and gravel can only be located in this way.

This is Shen Cong's roots. He doesn't want to lose even his roots.

Pick up the electric welding.

On the only remaining steel column, Shen Cong used electric welding to melt out a line: "FM90.8, survivor Shen Cong, I'm leaving."

Do all this.

Taking a look at these steel pillars last, Shen Cong jumped onto the Vajra.

Turn off the armor, raise the radar, and light the fuel door.

The engine made a huge roar, and the exhaust pipe protruding from the top of the front of the car emitted a light smoke. This steel chariot, guided by Shen Cong to actively transform into streamlined steel thorn armor, has a heightened chassis and widened special tires, rolling out a deep tire mark on the yellow sand and gravel, and heading north.

That direction is the direction of Wuwei County.

Soon.

A gust of wind blows, and the yellow sand rises all over the sky. When the wind stops, there are no traces of wheels.

If it weren't for the few still towering load-bearing pillars, this place is like a desert that has existed since ancient times.

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