Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1095 - 703: Heading South, Xiao Yong’s Question [Monthly Ticket]

Li Yu was shocked to see Zhang San create this elevator, which was frequently used before Doomsday.

Ding Jiu was also quite astonished; the Third Outer City's walls are long, so one elevator wouldn't suffice.

Thus, at Ding Jiu's request, three people were specifically assigned to assist Zhang San, just to meet his needs.

The elevator Zhang San made also surprised Sha Wenji.

He touched his big bald head, clicked his tongue in amazement, and said to Zhang San, "I didn't know you had this skill. Nice, you're making us proud."

Zhang San chuckled and replied, "If it weren't for Brother Sha leading me, I wouldn't have the chance to do this."

Sha Wenji waved his hand and said, "No, just do a good job. Make our team proud."

Zhang San nodded heavily and then went back to his busy work.

In his view, the current construction process had so much room for improvement; if electricity usage wasn't restricted, he could increase efficiency by at least ten percent.

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Xiang Province.

Zhang City.

A makeshift pickup truck rattled along the highway.

Four people sat in the truck bed, holding tightly onto the sides, afraid of being thrown off.

After the torrential rains and floods, the road conditions were severely affected.

This was evidently a highway, yet it was more challenging to traverse than a mountainous path.

The people in the truck bed frowned deeply, their throats moving as if they were about to vomit any second.

But they were reluctant; what they would vomit was their food.

They also didn't dare ask Yao Zuo, who was driving up front, to slow down.

Gan Hu, in the passenger seat, seemed unable to bear the bumpy road and said to Yao Zuo, "Slow down a bit, this is jarring us. This road is really damn hard to drive on."

Upon hearing this, Yao Zuo changed gear, and slowed down the vehicle.

After departing from the tall Pu Hua building near Orange Continent, they searched for roadworthy vehicles.

They looked everywhere but couldn't find a suitable one.

Finally, someone among them who had experience in car repair cobbled together this truck from a pickup with a good engine.

It's still a manual transmission.

After slowing down a bit, Gan Hu exhaled lightly.

The people in the truck bed appeared ready to break down in tears.

They dared not complain at all; after all, their food and fuel were scarce.

If they dared complain, they might be tossed out, saving some food.

Zhang City, with a Tianmen Mountain.

This is a mountain town nestled by water, so they didn't travel along the easier path by the river.

That side was now flooded; thus, they had to drive on this road built around the mountain.

Soon, they reached a steep slope. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Switched to first gear, rumble rumble rumble—

The four people in the truck bed skillfully tossed their packages back into the truck bed and jumped off the vehicle.

Reducing the car's weight.

The four pushed hard at the back, pushing the vehicle up the steep slope.

Although they had some fuel, the distance from Orange Continent to Western Alliance is not short.

If they had abundant fuel, it wouldn't actually be that far, but if they ran out, they might never make it back alive.

They might starve to death halfway along.

So, they had to conserve fuel.

This slope was very steep; the four men behind pushed breathlessly, sweat pouring down like rain, but they dared not stop or sit down to rest.

If the car moved off, they might never get back on.

They had never disliked hills so strongly.

Gan Hu watched the four people behind them and shouted, "Give it another push, soon we'll be up the hill, and you can rest downhill."

The four wanted to cry but had no tears left.

Panting like cattle.

Huff huff—

"Get on the car!" Upon reaching the top, Yao Zuo called out to the four in the back.

But the vehicle didn't stop, just continued at a slow pace.

If it stalled, starting it again would take more time.

This broken car was finally assembled; getting it to run was already an achievement.

Soon, three people flipped onto the vehicle.

Except for the thin man who came down first from the Pu Hua building, he couldn't get on the car.

He was exhausted and drained.

His legs felt weak, and he couldn't muster enough strength to climb up.

But the other three saw him struggling and didn't extend a hand to help.

Given how little food they had, with one less person, each could have a bit more.

The thin man felt desperate as the vehicle began descending the hill.

The truck's speed increased, but Yao Zuo didn't intend to stop.

"No way." He gritted his teeth, looking expectantly at the three companions in the truck bed.

But he was disappointed as they all turned their heads away, refusing to look at him, clearly not planning to help.

He wanted to shout to Gan Hu and Yao Zuo.

But remembering the journey here, he felt calling out would be useless.

He could only rely on himself.

The vehicle descended, and it sped up sharply.

His eyes showed resolve, his hands grabbing onto the car's side, with his upper body still holding strength.

Earlier, while pushing uphill, his legs had no strength, but his upper body retained some.

His whole body dangled off the back of the car, unable to get on but not sliding off either.

However, maintaining this position drained him of much energy.

Coupled with the downhill road and jolts.

His body slowly slid down, and his feet brushed against the ground.

Seeing a package less than ten centimeters away, his eyes lit up.

With his remaining strength, he reached his right hand toward that package.

Gripping it tightly.

One of the guys in the truck bed, seeing him grabbing his package, quickly reached out both hands to hold onto the package, preventing him from pulling it away.