Act XXII. The melancholy of Panda Logistics

"Shall we go?"

Bamboo Frost said, her voice like twilight, and her light tail dissipated in the morning breeze of the wasteland.

"Hmm."

Bai Ge, who was half-squatting, looked at the stone tablet in front of him and nodded.

The bright sunlight revived the wasteland, and in the distance, huge birds soared into the sky, and the sunlight sifting through the shadows of the trees dappled the grass, and the dew drops dissipated, and life was born on the wasteland.

The stele is made of the largest stone in the ruins, and its shape is irregular, but it does not stand out from the crowd.

There is a column on the stele that reads "Tomb of Eris".

This is the tombstone of civilization.

In the collapsed library, Bai Ge found the remains of the survivor, a human shell that had worked too long for Eris technology, and that survivor had lived too long.

If Bai Ge hadn't set off last night, I'm afraid that by the time he arrived this morning, the survivor had already passed away, and he couldn't tell Bai Ge about these things.

He fulfilled his last long-cherished wish before the established destiny.

As for the [Nether], it was completely destroyed.

Bai Ge and Zhu Frost also searched the library, hoping to find some information about the Eris civilization.

However, they found that the contents of these books soon disappeared with the rising sun, turning to dust and powder, like a dream that gradually wakes up.

In this regard, Bai Ge guessed that since the Eris civilization evolved because it was polluted by the abyssal relics, then their evolution itself was affected by the factor of extraordinary power, and the end of this evolution was the mechanized ants catalyzed by the breath crystals of another abyss relic [Steel Feather].

In a way, the Eris Supply Depot is like a vast realm that is enveloped by the power of the fragments of history, and everything within it is conceived by the power of the fragments of history and operates according to its rules.

Therefore, when the [Shadow Curtain] dissipates and the entire civilization is destroyed, the corresponding supernatural power is weakened and the reality is enhanced, and the things in this library are naturally "corrected".

The Eris civilization with a glorious history that evolved from an ant looking up at the starry sky? Like a dream? It dissipated in the early morning, leaving no trace behind.

No? Not completely without a stay.

In Bai Ge's mind? Indeed, traces of the Eris civilization have remained.

It's not some emotional memory, it's real knowledge.

I'm afraid he fought with it in the subspace of the [Nether]? In the collision with the hundreds of billions of star-like souls, the knowledge that accidentally flowed into his brain.

That's about how to soar through the sky? The knowledge to break free from the shackles of gravity.

He thought about it carefully? Those related terms and design ideas appeared in Bai Ge's mind, although he was only a high school student and didn't quite understand the calculation process of the complex formula, but there was no problem repeating it? Do you want to spend time digesting and studying? It is not difficult to learn with the mind of the ascender.

Aerodynamics, engine combustion technology, avionics technology, these terms come to Bai Ge's mind? Strange and familiar.

He knew very well that this should be the knowledge needed to build a flying machine? Is it because the Eris civilization is a civilization whose main goal is to fly into the sky and explore the universe? That's why this knowledge is engraved in their souls until it remains.

Of course? What is this for humanity today? It's a nightmare technology.

Once a plane sets sail? The Feather of Steel will come with destruction, burning everything it sees, so it is also a forbidden technique that various nations strive to hide.

With such knowledge, for Bai Ge, there is no doubt that the risks outweigh the benefits.

It is impossible for him to build an airplane, but various forces may want the technology in Bai Ge's brain and search for Bai Ge because of this.

Therefore, except for the bamboo frost, Bai Ge did not tell anyone else.

"It's time to go."

Bai Ge stood up and glanced at the tombstone again before getting on the Flyer One and continuing to move forward.

Above the desolate wasteland, everything is as it has been.

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"Bad luck, bad luck."

Driving his own small truck, Luke of Panda Logistics couldn't help but sigh.

Outside the car window is an endless wasteland, with only the occasional large expanse of green trees and meadows, and the river is clear, and there are unknown creatures drawing water from the riverside, and there are flocks of water on the riverside.

If you don't have a marathon, it would be a pretty pleasant drive.

"Why did I have a hot head at the time......

Luke, a courier for Panda Logistics, came to the Greenwich branch eight years ago and has been working diligently, and this time is no different.

One of his courier orders was for the runners of the marathon, so Luke drove to the square in West Greenwich, only to meet the start of the race.

Since the slogan of Panda Logistics is that the mission must be achieved, and no intra-city shipment can be delivered more than the next day, so Luke can only mix in the team of contestants to find the signatory of his own express delivery.

It's just that this is already the second stage of the schedule, and Luke still hasn't found the other party, so he can only keep going.

"If we can reach the destination, we should be able to find the owner of this delivery."

That's what Luke thought.

Driving the black and white Panda Logistics car, he galloped across the wasteland, perhaps Luke was the person who didn't care about victory the most in this [marathon].

"I don't know what happened to those who left early last night."

To alleviate the loneliness of driving alone, Luke muttered to himself.

He arrived at the Pluto supply depot last night, but by the time he arrived, several vehicles had already set off overnight to catch up with the competitors in front of him.

Luke didn't seek victory, so he didn't rush to go, and he was lucky that the only fuel left in the depot was just enough to fill his tank.

Hearing about the monsters of the night, Luke was not in a hurry to leave, he enjoyed a dinner made up of portable food unique to the supply station, and slept soundly before setting off on a leisurely journey.

On the way, he saw a deserted supply station, most of the buildings of the supply station had been destroyed, and it seemed that someone had erected a tombstone for it, Luke was a little curious, but he didn't stop there, the car stopped and restarted too much fuel, and Luke didn't stop to watch the excitement.

Although he heard that there were other treasures on this journey, Luke was only a courier, so naturally he had no interest in exploring them.

He didn't even have "Ark: Upgrade Designated" on his phone.

In the evening, Luke stopped his car.

With a considerable distance to go before the next supply depot, he decided to rest on the spot.

Luke chose a low hill as a place to rest, and on the moor, one could occasionally see such rocks, less than two stories high, with a smooth surface that seemed to have been weathered over many years.

Leaning against the stones, Luke lit the bonfire, poured the canned lentils with a cloudy broth into the tin can, added a little pepper, tore the bread into small slices, and put them in, and when heated, the flavor was rich enough to fill the stomach.

Although it is a little less meaty.

"But how the hell did you get these stones?"

After dinner, Luke picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, leaving a scratch on the smooth surface of the stone.

It gave him a wonderful touch, not like the feeling of rubbing with a stone on a daily basis.

Probably in the wasteland, the stones will become strange, too.

Luke had heard that there were vicious beasts in the wasteland, and though he had never seen them, he had to be careful, and after he had eaten dinner, he let the campfire burn, and he got into the box in the back of the wagon, and got into his sleeping bag, and soon fell asleep.

The next day, Luke stretched out of his sleeping bag and stepped out of the van, the campfire had long since been extinguished, leaving only fireless ashes.

He packed his things and was about to set off when Luke sensed something was wrong.

The position of the mountain in the distance seems to be somewhat off.

"Or ......"

Luke hurriedly got out of the car, only to see that the smooth surface of the stone from last night was still standing, however, its position seemed to have changed somewhat.

He remembered that he had eaten his dinner last night against a rock, which meant that the big rock should not be far from the campfire, but at this moment, Luke found that the stone was already a significant distance from the campfire.

Could it be that this stone moved in the middle of the night?

Luke's heart suddenly hung in the air, for fear of encountering some monster again.

Courageous, he approached, only to see that the scratch he had left last night was gone.

It's gone!

Luke's eyes widened, horror brewing in his heart, and he confirmed that it was indeed not because of the angle or anything, but that the scratch was really gone!

What the hell is this?

Luke was stunned, and immediately climbed into the car, hurriedly started the engine, and left the place at the speed of light.

Along the way, he also saw many similar rocks, an area that seemed to have been some kind of special geological formation in the past, formed by a long process of weathering, like countless chess pieces scattered on a flat chessboard.

Frightened by the stones that seemed to have moved on their own, Luke was terrified at the sight of the similar-looking stones, but in the evening, he arrived at the next supply station.

Named after the goddess of the grain harvest in old-time mythology, this depot is larger than Pruto, and already resembles a small town.

On the one hand, it is due to the relatively abundant resources of a river, and on the other hand, after leaving Kerris, after driving for about a day, you will leave the Great Kuiper Wilderness and enter the Ort Field.

If the Kuiper Wilderness is the outer ring of the Trans-Western Seas, then the Ort Wilderness is truly Borderlands, and there is no longer a situation where you can reach a supply station after a day or two of driving, and in the Thunder Field, a long and lonely journey awaits the traveler, at least ten days in a row to reach the second supply station, even if there are no wasteland beasts, it is also a test of endurance and heart.

"Do you want a portion of the puffer pig's jerky?"

"Flour made from heath wheat has a unique taste."

"The latest treasure map, marking all the treasure locations scattered in the Ort field for so many years, only costs three thousand, the price is fair, and the child is not deceived."

"This mysterious little pill will keep you safe from the pollution of the wasteland and keep you in good spirits, I recommend you all have one."

At the Kerris Supply Station, it is like the goddess of abundance who is patronizing you, and near the lighthouse in the center of the supply station, the market has become a daily routine.

This is the heart of the surrounding area, and even if there is no marathon, it is a gathering place for bounty hunters and revenants, and due to its important location and role as a commercial hub, even those who have been entrenched in the wasteland for a long time must follow the rules at these hub supply stations.

With the Marathon, it becomes even more lively, and many merchants who roam the wasteland have heard about it a few weeks ago, and they have come here with some goods that are common in the city but are rare in the wasteland, just to make enough money during the marathon.

Chocolate, rum, tea, sugar, and if you're willing to spend money, you can even get the latest issue of a not-so-sound magazine like Lady of Flowers.

It is a place beyond the jurisdiction of the Pan-Western Sea and the Holy Alliance, and it has its own rules, and it is a paradise for those who yearn for freedom.

Luke was so frightened that he wandered around the market and bought only some food to satisfy his stomach, and after a hasty dinner, Luke saw that different contestants had arrived one after another, and they had gathered in twos and threes to exchange information.

In the two-month-long second stage of the competition, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, so many people choose to cooperate.

Luke leaned over and heard a man with glasses talking about something.

“...... I remember very well that I did put something next to the stone last night, but this morning I found that the thing had been moved away from the stone. ”

“...... I also felt that something was wrong, our bonfire yesterday, this morning found that it was gone, only some black ash near the stones, I don't know where the bonfire went. ”

“...... Do you know the Eris supply depot, it's in ruins, and I suspect a monster might have done it. ”

A few people were chatting about a topic that was very familiar to Luke.

Isn't that what happened to him!?

Luke's mouth opened wide in surprise, and he was about to go over to ask about the situation when he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder.

Turning his head, Luke saw the face of a rather mature man, and next to the man, a short-haired girl with bangs slightly covering her eyes.