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The rally was completed amidst Zheng Yifan's teasing, taking no more than ten minutes. Everyone felt relatively relaxed; their goal was not to wage war but to clear out Zombies, which was their easiest task.
The irresistible Zombies would not appear before them, and they were equipped with so much Superpower Equipment.
These were their treasures for resisting the Zombies. Dressed in armor, each person could ensure basic safety.
Except for those enemies with bizarre attacks. They would try to use the front of their bodies to withstand the Zombies' assaults because that was where the Basilisk scales were located, the hardest part of their armor.
The thin layer of Basilisk Skin on them was the essence of the entire suit of armor. The Basilisk Skin could effectively dissipate impact forces, allowing the energy to disperse through the armor with every movement of the snake skin, ensuring that the force endured by their bodies reached its lowest point.
A wave of black surged out from the Hope Gathering Place and boarded the Armored Transport Vehicle, beginning a long-distance journey.
Zheng Yifan sat atop the new off-road vehicle, the War God model, feeling the gentle breeze against his skin.
His goal was to observe how the Survivors lived around him. The road they traveled was a main thoroughfare connecting the Hope Gathering Place with other scattered Gathering Places.
The Wilderness Gathering Place served as a central station, along with all the lands he had conquered along the way. The vehicle sped along the highway at a breakneck pace, definitely exceeding speed limits and carrying an overload.
Each warrior's set of armor weighed over a hundred pounds, not including additional weapons and gear. The load was exceptionally high.
Even so, the Armored Transport Vehicle, with its superior quality and load capacity, could still maintain high speeds.
Despite this, they tried to slow down as much as possible because the specialized vehicles for the Firearm Espers at the back could not travel too quickly.
These were new Super Fortresses, standing three to four meters tall, resembling expandable shelving units. Each person had a platform that could rise and fall; each vehicle was equipped with five platforms. They could adjust their shooting positions while having robust shielding and specialized ammunition feeding equipment.
This weaponry had been developed in the laboratory at Hope Gathering Place, designed specifically for continuous Zombie extermination during urban warfare.
Due to the difficulty of Defensive Warfare, the High-Rate, High-Power Weapon actually faces even greater challenges in terms of ammunition supply. Finding excellent shooting positions is also quite difficult. Thus, a peculiar vehicle was developed in the Gathering Place.
Now, it seems somewhat useful. The Firearm Esper is currently hovering in mid-air, attempting to aim. Each person has a thousand rounds for practice, allowing them to adapt to the new equipment.
However, they are not allowed to injure other Survivors along the way, nor can they destroy anything; at most, they can only shoot at the grass.
They must continue southward. Only upon reaching the vicinity of Deep City do they have real opportunities for attack and the possibility of shooting.
At present, each of them can only fire a shot for entertainment when bored; no one is willing to waste their practice rounds.
They lie there in mid-air while the vehicle below speeds along, already reaching a velocity of 100 miles per hour.
This is the limit.
Despite the rapid pace, Zheng Yifan feels quite pleased. Most of the Survivors they encounter are driving their vehicles loaded with supplies; they simply do not occupy military lanes.
When people in vehicles meet them, they slow down and stop to prevent accidents.
Everyone in their cars waves at Zheng Yifan and his group.
The smiles on their faces are so broad that it crinkles their features.
They appear well-dressed and groomed, resembling successful individuals in a Post-Apocalypse world.
The vehicles are all trucks; there are no private cars. Occasionally, buses pass by—these are the buses connecting various Gathering Places.
The cargo could be shipped, but people had to take the bus. Private cars had not yet been developed to that extent. The entire operation of the Gathering Place was still predicated on war. There simply wasn't enough surplus to invest in development, nor were there enough workers to spare.
Of course, no one complained, as they could all own vehicles; it was just that using them was quite inconvenient.
There were indeed some private vehicles within the Gathering Place.
As Zheng Yifan drove along, he encountered several patrol cars from the Gathering Place. Most of them operated in pairs, patrolling the roads and ready to respond to any approaching Zombies or beasts. If they encountered a beast that was too powerful to handle, they would call for backup from the Gathering Place headquarters, which would then send someone to eliminate the threat.
However, Zheng Yifan drove along without encountering a single beast or even half a Zombie. It was such a dull journey that he eventually arrived at the Wilderness Gathering Place.
This was their mid-way rest stop, where everyone would take a break for half an hour before continuing their journey.
It wasn't due to fatigue; rather, the situation wasn't urgent. Additionally, Zheng Yifan needed to stop and observe the development of various Gathering Places.
It could be considered a covert inspection.
As long as he didn't carry the Adamantium Shield or the Silver Spear, Zheng Yifan wouldn't be easily recognized.
Although his appearance had been altered quite effectively, every Superpowered Individual had begun to evolve, and their bodies were becoming more perfect. This meant that anyone with a similar facial structure would still look quite alike.
Zheng Yifan's face was gradually becoming more generic.
Of course, even if evolution led everyone towards perfection, there were still differences; they weren't all cast from the same mold.
Anyone familiar with him would still recognize him.
Outside the Wilderness Gathering Place, the streets were bustling with activity, filled with vehicles transporting goods. Trucks entered the Wilderness Gathering Place, only to emerge shortly after, laden with a large quantity of cargo.
Most of the goods were supplied by the Hope Gathering Place, but the Wilderness Gathering Place served as a transportation hub and a distribution center.
After all, the resources needed by the Hope Gathering Place were minimal; most of what they required were raw materials, while they produced a vast array of finished products.
The Wilderness Gathering Place acted as a central distribution center.
Moreover, other gathering places had begun to engage in commercial activities as well. Many gathering places started refurbishing items, revamping products from the post-apocalypse era.
In truth, these items were essentially new; they had simply been stored in shops and warehouses for three years without maintenance, making them appear less fresh. They would take these items, repackage them, and conduct quality checks before wholesaling them at the Wilderness Gathering Place.
Gradually, the Wilderness Gathering Place transformed into a massive city.
It seemed even larger than the main city of the Hope Gathering Place, teeming with people!
The crowds were truly dense, reminiscent of the post-apocalypse.
No! It was even more exaggerated and vibrant than that. (To be continued.)
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