Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 182

Chapter 182

They had only just stepped into the Southwest, but everything within sight looked no different from the outside world.

Mountain fires were still burning everywhere. In some places, everything had already been reduced to ash, leaving only stretches of Scorched Earth.

Meteorite had smashed the ground full of pits and craters. Cracks crisscrossed the black, dry earth, where not a single living plant remained. As far as the eye could see, even the rolling mountains were black.

The roads had become difficult to navigate as well.

Fortunately, they had gained plenty of experience along the way. This was far from the hardest terrain they had crossed.

“The mountain up ahead has collapsed. There’s no road. Detour around from the front left,” Wu Buyu called from the sky, directing the people below.

The lead car in the Convoy immediately changed course.

In truth, the road to the front left was not exactly spacious either. It was a narrow, uneven path full of potholes. Small cars could pass, but larger vehicles had no chance.

The Earth Ability Users made their move at that moment.

A road wide enough for the larger vehicles slowly took shape. Looking back, behind the route their Convoy had taken, a long road now stretched across this world of Scorched Earth, winding and twisting into the distance.

Once one of the Earth Ability Users exhausted his Supernatural Ability, another immediately stepped in to take over.

Wu Buyu watched from the sky and clicked his tongue twice.

“No wonder Li Xin jokingly called them excavators. These Earth Ability Users are all nimble little excavator experts.”

How convenient was traveling with Earth Ability Users?

They probably had not expected it themselves. No matter what they had done before the Apocalypse, after the Apocalypse, once they awakened as Earth Ability Users, they all became-road-clearing excavators.

They continued forward like this for three full hours.

“Huh? Is it getting foggy?” Jiang Yu asked in surprise as she looked out the window.

Hao Jingye’s expression turned grave. “It’s not fog. We’ve officially entered the Disconnection Zone.”

He handed the communicator to Sheng An. It had completely lost signal. Their communication with Jing City had been severed entirely.

Sheng An was not surprised.

Only once the signal vanished had they truly set foot in their destination-the Southwest Shelter.

Ke Jiaxue looked a little confused and leaned her head out.

“Logically speaking, the loss of contact in the Southwest should be related to a Meteorite Fragment. Similar to B11, the Fragments overlapped and encompassed the entire Southwest Region, which is why an Independent Space formed. In that case, now that we’ve crossed into the boundary of the Disconnection Zone, shouldn’t we be able to find the Meteorite Fragment?”

Sheng An nodded. “Under normal reasoning, yes.”

Hao Jingye immediately contacted Wu Buyu through the walkie-talkie. “Wu Buyu, check whether there is any Meteorite nearby.”

There was no response.

Hao Jingye frowned and sat up. “Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?”

Still, there was no response from the other end.

Sheng An and the others all frowned at the same time.

Hao Jingye put down the walkie-talkie and shook his head. “It’s not just that we’ve lost contact with Jing City Base. Once we’re beyond a certain range, we can’t even contact people within the team. We can only have Wan Yuan try.”

As Wan Yuan attempted to contact Wu Buyu, Sheng An lowered the car window a crack and looked outside.

It was afternoon, but the world beyond the window was gloomy and shrouded in heavy fog. Visibility was extremely low.

By rights, they should have been glad there was no blinding sunlight. But here, no one could smile.

After entering the Apocalypse, as Time passed, the air quality had grown worse and worse. Sometimes simply breathing made one feel suffocated and unbearably uncomfortable.

Each of them was a Superpower User, which meant ordinary people would only suffer even more.

After spending this period constantly traveling outside, their group had already adapted to the new environment. Li Wanyun, Long Tianyu, and Jiang Yu in particular had experienced it once before and adapted well.

But this was different.

The temperature was not low. On the contrary, it was stiflingly hot. Yet every breath they drew into their bodies seemed to carry a trace of cold, making a chill creep faintly from the heart all the way down to the soles of the feet. It was terribly oppressive.

Sheng An reached out. The moment her fingertips touched the fog outside, a sharp sting pricked her skin, deeply uncomfortable.

She abruptly withdrew her hand and closed the window. “Tell Wu Buyu to come back. There’s something wrong with this fog!”
However-

The moment the words fell, a Black Bird plummeted from high above. Jiang Yu cried out in alarm.

Long Tianyu vanished from where he stood. The next instant, he brought Wu Buyu back into the carriage, his expression grave.

“What happened?!” Li Wanyun’s voice shot up.

Sheng An looked at Wu Buyu. His complexion was terrible, his lips tinged blue-purple. Black qi coiled around his face, and his brows were knitted tightly together.

He was still conscious, but his voice trembled slightly.

“Up there… you can’t stay up there. There’s something wrong with the air, and visibility is extremely low. You can’t see anything in the distance. I didn’t find anything…”

Hearing that, Sheng An patted his shoulder and signaled to Long Tianyu. “Take him to the medical vehicle first. Notify Dr. Yan.”

Long Tianyu nodded and disappeared from the seat with him.

After the two of them left, the others all frowned.

Liu Yue was puzzled. “What exactly is going on? He looks… poisoned?”

Hao Jingye exhaled. “No wonder the Helicopter can’t enter the Southwest. It crashes the moment it enters the Disconnection Zone because there’s something wrong with the air up there.”

Qi Lingwu held Sheng An’s hand and touched her fingertips. The fingers that had come into contact with the fog were reddened, and their temperature was a little higher as well.

He frowned. “Not just up there.”

Sheng An nodded and looked out the window. “Right. Not just up there. There’s something wrong with all of this fog. It’s just that the concentration may be higher in the sky.”

Wu Buyu had flown to a high altitude and fallen straight down. That alone showed how dangerous it was.

Just then, Wan Yuan’s voice sounded by her ear-

“Sister Sheng, Dr. Yan says it’s Miasma. Wu Buyu inhaled too high a concentration of Miasma and is showing signs of poisoning. He needs Jiang Yu and Song Linwei’s assistance to recover as quickly as possible.”

Sheng An nodded. “Long Tianyu, come take them over.”

A Shadow flashed past, taking Song Linwei and Jiang Yu away.

One of them had an Enhancement Ability that could strengthen Supernatural Ability and increase one’s recovery, while the other’s Supernatural Ability had a certain healing effect.

Hao Jingye was also looking out the window. He murmured, “Poisonous Miasma? Looks like this is the real reason our Investigation of the Southwest Region has been blocked. With Miasma like this, how could the Southwest Shelter possibly be doing well? And how could anyone get out to send word?”

They had imagined all kinds of crises in the Southwest Region, but they had not expected to run into such troublesome Miasma the moment they entered.

If not for their specially made vehicles with filtration systems, everyone inside would probably be suffering by now.

“Not only is communication cut off, there’s also this dense Miasma. The situation in the Southwest Region may be even worse than we imagined,” Sheng An said, her expression complicated.

Gu Qiansheng sighed softly. “Even the vegetation is gone, and it’s all Scorched Earth, yet there’s still Miasma. How strange. I wonder what happened to the people in the Southwest Shelter.”

Sheng An drew back her gaze and looked at the map, her eyes lowering slightly. “We’ll know once we check the nearest Shelter.”

If they wanted to understand the situation in the Southwest, they naturally had to ask the people who had been here all along.

Hao Jingye pushed up his glasses and examined the map. “All right. The nearest Shelter is F19, a Level 3 Shelter.”

After a pause, he added, “However, that was the pre-Apocalypse plan. After the Apocalypse, the Southwest Region lost contact, so we don’t know whether the Shelter inside has relocated.”

But no matter what, they had to go take a look first.

The Convoy stopped along the main road. Sheng An’s vehicle split off from the rest, taking the Earth Ability Users with them as they headed toward the nearest Shelter, F19.

The Shelter was very close, half an hour’s drive at most, but it took them several hours to move forward.

The terrain in the Southwest was already complicated to begin with, and the existing route maps had been distorted beyond recognition by the Meteorite’s impact. Without a Flying Mutant overhead to confirm the best direction to take, they could only probe forward step by step, advancing with great difficulty.

Three hours later, they finally found F19.

And the instant they saw it, Sheng An and the others all froze.