When he first traveled through time, due to his lack of experience, Chen Zao brought a freshly made Braised Meat Sandwich to the apocalypse.
In the wilderness, he encountered a girl who was on the verge of starvation. Unable to bear it, he gave her a Roujiamo.
The girl, upon tasting the delicious Roujiamo, felt as if she had eaten divine food! As she ate, she cried uncontrollably, repeatedly exclaiming that Chen Zao was the food god descended to earth!
After finishing, she clung to Chen Zao like a dog, refusing to leave him.
Chen Zao had a hard time shaking her off.
After that experience, Chen Zao understood the shock that fresh food could bring to Apocalyptic People. He no longer dared to easily take out fresh food in the apocalypse.
Even his own rations in the apocalypse were mixed with diluted Beast Oil, giving them a faint fishy smell to avoid suspicion.
However, since the food was made from ingredients that had not been contaminated by steam pollution, even with diluted Beast Oil, his rations still tasted hundreds of times better than those available in the apocalypse.
Out of curiosity, Chen Zao once tried the meals eaten by ordinary people in the apocalypse. It was unbearable! The experience felt like eating pig slop; it was nearly impossible to swallow!
The noodles that Apocalyptic People ate were coarse and rotten, and any rare bits of meat were all foul-smelling and devoid of any real meat flavor.
Those foods would have been discarded during the Golden Age; even beggars wouldn't pick them up if they were left on the roadside. Yet Apocalyptic People devoured them ravenously, highlighting the brutal environment they had grown up in.
While risking his life for profit in the apocalypse, Chen Zao felt immense pressure.
He would no longer compromise his own stomach.
So every time he ventured into the apocalypse, Chen Zao would bring a more abundant supply of rations in his storage space, including various kinds of dishes.
But he never dared to let anyone in the apocalypse see or smell them, fearing trouble would come his way.
He always ate them secretly.
Before this journey, Chen Zao, as usual, stored a lot of his own meals in the storage space, along with five bags of ten kilograms each of bulk stinky flour, and some smelly potatoes, rotten carrots, and foul apples—common fruits and vegetables found in the mountainous areas.
Once everything was prepared, on the afternoon of the 8th, Chen Zao reminded Jindeli to watch over the shop. Then, pretending to be an adventurer, he donned a camouflage backpack filled with tools and set off with a strong determination to "pick up gold" in the majestic mountains.
According to the characteristics of the Time-Space Dragon Ring, Chen Zao needed to reach a safe location where no one would notice him before opening the time-space portal.
His previous journeys had led him to a very secure crossing point.
This was an abandoned air raid shelter hidden in the desolate Mountain.
It was located more than ten kilometers away from Gubei Town.
Having been abandoned for decades, the path leading to the air raid shelter had long since disappeared.
It would be extremely difficult for an ordinary person to reach this air raid shelter; the way was filled with thorns, and one could easily get lost with just a slight misstep.
Even locals from Gubei Town rarely knew that there was still an air raid shelter here.
If it weren't for his years of hunting in the mountains and his familiarity with the deep forests in this area, Chen Zao himself might have gotten lost in these wild hills.
To avoid being tracked, Chen Zao always took a different route to this air raid shelter each time he visited.
He would wander around the Mountain until he was sure no one could see him before approaching the air raid shelter.
This time was no different.
With his swift pace, after wandering in the deep Mountain for over two hours and catching two wild rabbits along the way, Chen Zao confirmed that no one had seen him before sneaking into the air raid shelter.
The interior of this air raid shelter was vast, having been dug through an entire mountain. Inside, it was a maze-like structure that stretched nearly ten miles.
For an ordinary person entering from one end of the air raid shelter, it would take at least several minutes to traverse to the other end, even under familiar circumstances.
If one is unfamiliar with the path and does not recognize the signs, it is possible to get lost inside.
The Air Raid Shelter is constructed with blue bricks, containing dozens of differently sized rooms that were once used for storing strategic supplies.
After being abandoned, these rooms are all empty, cold, and desolate, resembling a series of morgues.
When the wind blows, eerie sounds echo within, as if countless monsters and spirits reside there.
Chen Zao, despite being bold, cannot help but feel a chill run down his spine while walking alone in such an Air Raid Shelter with only a powerful flashlight for company.
Not venturing too deep, Chen Zao stops in front of a heavily rusted iron door.
This door, along with several others in the vicinity, bears a consecutive numbering system.
The door Chen Zao has chosen is numbered 8.
He always passes through the room behind this iron door.
Today is no exception.
Before entering, he turns off the flashlight and listens carefully for any unexpected sounds from both directions. After confirming silence, Chen Zao uses his enhanced strength to pull open the heavy iron door.
The creaking sound reverberates through the long corridor, reminiscent of a monster scratching at the ground, sending chills down one's spine.
Once inside the room beyond the iron door, Chen Zao quickly shuts it behind him.
With a click, he turns on the flashlight again.
Nervously, he shines it around the room.
In a room of over thirty square meters, it was empty and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
The energy gauge on the Time-Space Dragon Ring had been fully charged half an hour ago.
Chen Zao was ready to traverse.
All the electrical appliances in the Golden Age had not undergone any special anti-steam treatment, and they would break down shortly after being brought into the apocalypse.
So before crossing over, Chen Zao stored the bright flashlight in his storage space and took out a Biological Electric Moisture-Proof Flashlight specifically designed for Survivors in the apocalypse for illumination.
He then retrieved a Sharp Dagger with a sheath and strapped it to the side of his work pants on his left leg.
Next, he took out the Seven-Hole Curved Blade, which had cleaved through dozens of Scaled Corpses' heads, and held it in his hand.
Once everything was ready,
Chen Zao drew a cross over his chest and silently recited, "Amitabha."
He then opened the portal!
With unwavering courage, he once again stepped into the world one year later!
As he crossed through the invisible time-space portal,
a wave of hot, humid air instantly enveloped Chen Zao.
As soon as he stepped out, he was immediately drenched in a layer of sweat.
In this Air Raid Shelter from the Golden Age, the temperature was only around seventeen or eighteen degrees during summer.
But upon arriving in the apocalypse, this Air Raid Shelter's temperature was at least unbearable!
The world outside the cave had not warmed up much; it was still quite cold, but the humidity had significantly increased, reaching over 70%.
Living in such a high-temperature and high-humidity environment felt like being in a sauna at all times.
Winter was manageable, but summer would be quite uncomfortable.
Chen Zao used a steam-resistant biological flashlight to illuminate the room after a year.
The walls and floor were covered with foul-smelling dark purple moss.
The odor was extremely unpleasant.
As Chen Zao inhaled this familiar stench, he felt an inexplicable excitement, akin to a gambler entering a casino ready to showcase their skills.
There were no unusual circumstances.
Chen Zao cautiously stepped out of the Air Raid Shelter.
The ground outside had already been turned upside down!
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