I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 847 - 937: Oh No, Jing Shu’s Squad Is Missing?? Useless Trash!
Its location is just right at the air conditioning vent, and right next to it is the central air conditioning unit!
Not too straight, not too crooked, isn’t it a wonderful coincidence?
If it were an ordinary blind box, what if it opened to the captain’s room, and the captain pressed an alarm, wouldn’t it be over? At least it didn’t open to the dining room, bathroom, or any other strange places.
A thick layer of dust had already accumulated at the air conditioning vent. It was evident that during these years of the apocalypse, the air conditioning hadn’t been used at all.
Cough, cough, cough!
When they squeezed through, they all were coughing violently from the dust that got stirred up.
"Shh, keep it down!" Jing Shu was already armed with a gas mask and, like Doraemon, handed out gas masks one by one.
Zhang Lang mumbled, "This little dust doesn’t really need a gas mask, does it? It’s too extravagant." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Tan Ke obediently and quickly put on the gas mask, fearing that he’d get hit by poison gas if he was a step slow. Jing Shu wouldn’t do pointless work.
After crawling down, they landed one by one in a series of massive ducts.
Longmen Formation excitedly suggested, "Captain, what do we do next? Should we follow the ventilation ducts and take out the enemies one by one? Should we disperse and eliminate them or catch the leader first?"
Jing Shu clapped her hands, "Why make it complicated? Follow me; this way leads to the air conditioning control room. Turn on all the central air conditioning, release poison into the vents, and then after half an hour, head out and capture them directly."
Zhang Lang gaped, "Huh? Just like that? Is that it?"
Jing Shu patted Zhang Lang, "Of course, it’s not that simple. There are many things waiting for you afterwards, like what if someone is immune to the poison, or what if all the crew collapse and no one can steer, making the ship crash? Alright, now turn off all communication devices and long-range walkie-talkies, only use our walkie-talkies!
We have serious work to do! Next, I’ll assign three task plans, and tell you what you need to do now."
Jing Shu and her team turned off all the devices and used the time to make a detailed plan.
However, they didn’t know that after they turned off the devices, an urgent voice suddenly came through:
"Report, report, this is Elite Team No. 1. We’ve intercepted and captured many pirate ships, but there are no named Power Users, only ordinary people!"
"This is Elite Team No. 18; we also didn’t find Power Users here!"
"Elite Team No. 6 here, three ships captured, no Power Users found."
Yang Yang’s voice came over the broadcast again, "Emergency notice, emergency notice, we have received reliable information that this time it’s not just a simple pirate organization, but they have backing from other countries’ shadows. As a result, they’ve dispatched many Special Ability Users and changed their original plans."
After a pause, the broadcast continued, "According to the latest information, in order to catch everything in one sweep and acquire our over a hundred large ships, they’ve decided to send in advanced Power Users, and they’ve also dispatched over a thousand professional mariners, ready to take over these ships of ours. So, everyone, make sure to find the ships carrying these advanced Power Users!! They should be on large ships or ferries, coming for the final sweep, so everyone, spread out and widen the search distance!!"
On the official ship, things were nearly wrapped up, though they had missed a ship of Power Users, triggering an emergency plan.
In the apocalypse, Special Ability Users are extremely rare, perhaps only a few thousand per country, but their abilities are terrifying, so Yang Yang and the others must take them seriously.
"Now, let’s redistribute the tasks. Listen to my instructions: Team No. 1, continue in the 1 o’clock direction, search a vertical range of 10 kilometers, horizontal range of 100 kilometers!"
"Team No. 1, received!"
"Team No. 2, received!"
As tasks were assigned, each team received the information and provided feedback.
But when it came to Jing Shu’s team, there was no response for a long time.
Yang Yang called a few more times then gave up. Where has Jing Shu gone? Just five minutes ago she left a message saying they had a big fish to catch, but now there’s no response.
Meanwhile, other elite teams began to whisper among themselves.
"Isn’t that the S-class team? Why is there no response?"
"That team didn’t originally have major tasks anyway; I’ve heard it was just a patrol mission."
"I have a photographic memory; in this round of tasks, their team hasn’t said a word, nor have they reported, meaning they haven’t taken down a single pirate."
Team No. 1’s Hei Long frowned upon hearing this and couldn’t help but scold in the channel, "I already told that fool not to take Zhang Lang out, and now, they’re probably in danger? There’s no one else to blame!"
"Maybe we should still try to find this team?"
Hearing this, Yang Yang coughed and said in the channel, "You all don’t have to concern yourselves with that team anymore. They reported in five minutes ago to carry out a secret mission, fearing exposure, they’ve shut off all communications. The main thing now is quickly finding this ship of Power Users, or else it’s too dangerous!"
"Understood!"
"Received!"
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Main ship.
Old Zhou patted his satisfied belly and then grabbed a handful of goji berries and red dates, tossing them into his cup. Not only that, he even indulgently added in some Tieguanyin tea. He smacked his lips and sighed in contentment:
"Ah, that little girl is truly wealthy, finally, I don’t have to scrimp and make a goji berry last for twenty brewing cycles. Such happiness."
Old Zhou was in incredibly high spirits. That Jing Shu girl was so considerate. When he merely hinted at his fondness for tea, she insisted on showering him with a heap of Tieguanyin, Dahongpao, and even the now-extinct Longjing tea.
"Shouldn’t we at least give Yang Yang and those elite team kids a hand? It seems like they’re in trouble." Code Seven’s face remained cool, but there was a hint of interest.
Old Zhou glared at Code Seven, "Help with what? Remember, we’re examiners! No matter what happens, we’re examiners, not executors. What identity are you using to help? If you help them, whose credits count? Besides, can I not have some peace on this hard-earned vacation?"
Shadow hiccuped and nodded, "Yes, yes, we should focus on steering clear, reaching the destination successfully, the rest is up to the young folks, learn to let go, okay? Hic~ this meal is so delicious, too delicious, maybe I should check in on that Jing Shu girl, can’t let her die, can I?"
