I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 940 - 1029: What Disaster Is This Year?

Of course, this time the supply route is a bit more complicated because there are additional plans added.

The extra plan is to pick up some trash along the way.

In addition, since most of Jing Shu’s team is taking the sea route and Saudi Arabia is surrounded by desert, they are destined to travel a long land route, which has the lowest tolerance for errors.

For safety, the team decided to split into several small squads but not too far apart—within half an hour’s distance for mutual support. This time, Old Zhou will also personally oversee the supply run, and Code Seven will provide aerial support via helicopter.

Old Zhou originally did not want to mix with the young people. He was supposed to oversee hundreds of supply ships since they contain the entire military base’s supplies that need to be transported to the Iranian transfer station.

However, when Old Zhou heard Jing Shu wanted to pick up garbage for the experience, he somehow said, "If that’s the case, I’ll join the fun too. By the way, Brother Jie, Mama Has, do you also want to join the fun? Let’s go and have a look together."

Jie and Mama Has: "No, no, no, we don’t want to go. We don’t want to go at all; we just want to stay safe on the ship!"

But they couldn’t resist and ended up joining the Huaxia people to gain some experience.

Old Zhou quietly told Jing Shu, "Taking these two along, in case anything happens, we can use them as scapegoats or have them find a way out; they could be somewhat useful."

Jing Shu and Yang Yang gave a thumbs up: "You truly are thoughtful."

Expressionless Mama Has: You guys could speak louder; I heard it all.

Jie smiled wryly, "They’re openly telling us what we’re useful for."

Mama Has snorted, "Good that they realize our worth. I, Mama Has, have somewhat of a reputation here. If it comes down to it, I’ll bring up your name and claim you know a big secret; that’ll definitely save us."

Jie: "..." Haha.

Hundreds of ships disappeared into the dark sea; to know if there’s anyone nearby, you just have to check the number of rotten corpse insects along the shore.

Before the apocalypse, this might have been a small port, but after the apocalypse, the surrounding area for several kilometers is piled up and crawling with all kinds of rotten corpse insects. Even the ships can’t dock, hence it’s clear there’s definitely no one around.

In the pitch-black darkness, the sound of unloading was rustling. The modified desert high chassis vehicles rolled off the ships.

Meanwhile, Jing Shu’s rotten mermaids were crazily devouring corpse worms along the shore, carving a path out with their sheer appetite.

Xiao Wei’s insects had already landed and were digging tunnels, not resting even now, but frantically expanding the warehouse underground to ensure there’s space to store the salvaged trash.

Besides bringing insects, Jing Shu also brought half of her own team, sitting orderly in the desert off-road vehicles, fully armed to the teeth, wearing camouflage combat suits, armed with machine guns and sniper rifles, donning sunglasses and gas masks—

Meanwhile, on the modified buses, everyone assigned to Jing Shu’s team sat together.

Big Yellow Teeth and other bodyguard team members were so envious of this scene, their mouths were watering.

"Captain Jing Shu’s men must be special forces, they’re so heavily armed."

"Looks like Captain Jing Shu is serious now; she never let these guys off the ship before."

"Hey, aren’t these the lads rolling cigarettes for Jing Shu? Usually, they eat like bottomless pits. I used to mock them, saying Jing Shu was feeding a bunch of gluttonous loafers, but—I’ve been so superficial."

"Cough cough cough! Have you guys noticed the awful smell just like rotten eggs decaying for days?"

"Yeah, I’ve smelled it too, thought someone farted, but it’s such a foul fart. Seems like I’m not the only one who noticed."

"Right, it’s like the stench of constipated farts mixed with rotten eggs, worse than a toilet smell."

Everyone covered their noses and finally brought up the topic, realizing it wasn’t just their imagination.

At that moment, Jing Shu also came out with a gas mask, counting the time—it’s the end of the year, and the global disaster period is soon approaching, so this kind of smell has vaguely started spreading worldwide.

But no rush, it’s only the beginning.

They say when you’re in a stinky fart environment for long, you stop smelling it, but in reality, the smell gets worse as you get used to it, not only that, there’s a slight amount of toxins in the air necessitating masks.

Her mask factory is now frantically producing masks every day. When she returns from the Middle East, more severe air pollution will likely break out, and it’ll be the mask factory’s time to shine.

And the meltblown cloth needed for mask production has to be extracted from petroleum, meaning when the time comes, the price of oil and meltblown cloth will inevitably skyrocket.

"That means for this Middle Eastern oil trip, trade for as much as possible; prices will soar throughout next year! And not only masks, but also an upgraded version like gas masks—wouldn’t that be a huge profit."

Jing Shu rubbed her hands excitedly, and Yellow-Toothed Elder Taoist also rubbed his hands, "Xiao Ye, you see Jing Shu brought a gas mask; could you get me one too, I paid 2 Contribution to buy one back then." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Hearing this, everyone recalled, "I just remembered, I bought a gas mask too, not embarrassed anymore, this fart stench is nauseating."

Those who didn’t buy one grunted, "It’s just fart smell, you get used to it without a gas mask. Might be stinky drainage; once we pass it, it’ll be fine. So pretentious."

Jing Shu also chuckled without saying much, handing gas masks to Jie and Mama Has.

Once they put them on, they immediately felt the air was much better.

Some even repurchased from Jing Shu, who had quite a stash, previously exchanged at the Black Market, really for sale, and selling for 2 Contribution is a big profit.

The road from the port to Saudi Arabia used to take just an hour or two before the apocalypse, but after, it’s either sand or full of rotten corpse insects.

Jie knew a shortcut through a backup warehouse on the way to Dila; this path happens to cross what used to be a bustling city built with hundreds of billions.

"Curious, what has this city turned into now."

Jing Shu nodded fervently like a pecking chick, very curious, wondering if there are any good things.

The convoy drove safely for several hours before finally reaching the destination!