I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 949 - 1037: Don’t Be Afraid, Jing Shu Is Here
Jing Shu and the Huaxia Team stayed another three days, but still didn’t find a single thing, not to mention the Dark Creatures; they couldn’t even find a live bug or plant, and if no one spoke, the eerie silence was unsettling.
At this moment, everyone discovered another terrifying thing: there was no wind here.
And another danger—silently crept in.
At that day’s meeting, everyone was somewhat dispirited, trapped in one spot in the desert, with nothing in the desert, and unable to find the exit—
Yang Yang unfolded the map and said: 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
"The good news is, we have basically pinpointed our exact location now, and as long as we’re at this point, there’s a good chance of finding the exit."
"However, according to the maps we’ve drawn these past few days, the space we’re in is very small."
"So small that it surprises me. Based on the map Jing Shu and I made from the outside point, our internal space is only about the size of ten football fields, and it only takes five minutes to drive around it—"
"What? It’s actually so small?"
"Then these past few days of desperately trying to move outward, we were just circling in such a small area."
"Yeah, I told you we were caught in a ghost wall."
"Since the entrance is determined, isn’t the exit determined as well? Shouldn’t the exit be easy to find then?"
"Hurry up and find the exit, I always feel I can’t breathe, a feeling of chest tightness."
"You feel that way too? Ever since we entered this desert, although the smell of rotten eggs from outside is gone, it feels more and more difficult to breathe in here."
Yang Yang coughed and continued: "So, despite this good news, there’s bad news as well—this space is too small and completely enclosed, so do you know why there’s no living creature inside?"
While everyone frowned and pondered, the Four-eyed boy’s eyes emitted a few crackling sounds, and the eyes on his head could refract a laser-like thing, cutting through everything. When he emitted such a laser, everyone should have seen a light in the dim sky, but—
That light only shot out a few meters, as if it disappeared.
Everyone fell silent, and the Four-eyed boy said, "So, even the things we see in the sky are fake? Are we actually locked in a very small enclosed space?"
Yang Yang nodded, and after the Four-eyed boy demonstrated like this, everyone had a more intuitive feeling.
Zhou Mengyao shook the frightening bone spurs behind her, covering her chest, feeling the air becoming thinner: "So, we’re being sealed in a small space, and the air is running out, is that what you mean?"
Big Yellow Teeth cursed and spat, "I’m saying, there’s nothing good about this damn space, even if there’s no danger, there’s some difficulty, no wonder there’s no life in this desert, there’s no space for anything to live!"
Situ Xiaoye, with his dead fish eyes, pointed at himself, "We zombies can survive."
Big Yellow Teeth slapped him, "Even if I’m dead, you have no source of liquid, you’d die too."
"Aah!!" Big Yellow Teeth smacked Situ Xiaoye’s iron-like body, crying out in pain.
This scene finally eased everyone’s anxiety a bit.
Yang Yang said: "According to the calculations of experts in the video meeting, the air in this space can sustain us for 4-5 days without a problem, we just need to find the exit within two days."
"What if we can’t find it?"
"Then we wait for death."
"What if this space cycle is ten days, and it doesn’t open no matter what, wouldn’t we all die here?"
"I never thought a national elite like me would die in this small enclosed space, if anyone has any last words, now’s the time to say them."
"Is there really no other way?"
"There is! Didn’t we find the Dark Energy Crystal that drives this space?"
"Nonsense, can you find it? Didn’t Yang Yang say the energy crystal won’t manifest if the space cycle doesn’t open—"
While everyone was arguing, Jing Shu flipped through the space, flipping and flipping, and finally found something good.
"Wait! I have something good to show everyone!"
"What good thing is that? Jing Shu, this isn’t the time to show off your stuff, we’re about to die."
"Yeah, if it’s not something life-saving, forget it, we only have two days of life left anyway."
Somehow, despite saying that, everyone still looked over with honest anticipation, feeling that Jing Shu always brought miracles, maybe this time too?
Being Big Yellow Teeth, naturally, when Jing Shu said something, he chimed in singing along, and he immediately chuckled: "Jing Shu, if you’ve got something good, don’t hide it, is it something life-saving? I just knew you’d have something good—
Though we’re all just out for a stroll, and bringing luggage is already exaggerated, I really can’t imagine what good thing you could have that’s useful now."
If Yellow-Toothed Elder Taoist hadn’t said it, nobody might have noticed anything, but once he did, everyone thought, hey, that’s right, why is it that nobody brought anything when they left, but Jing Shu you have everything on hand?
Old Zhou glared at Big Yellow Teeth: "You talk too much, we’re at a critical point, let’s see what Jing Shu has."
Jing Shu coughed, not beating around the bush, snapped her fingers, and brought over a Hulk, who fumbled around in there mysteriously for a while.
Everyone was anxiously watching, with a faint hope that Jing Shu could pull something good out.
Jing Shu naturally didn’t disappoint, she transferred things from the space into the Hulk, sorted it out for a bit, and then took it out.
It was a black and white rectangular machine, whose purpose was unrecognizable.
But anyone with an elderly patient at home would recognize it.
"This this this is—"
A big man in the crowd spoke excitedly.
"What is it, speak up!"
The big man responded with excitement: "This is a damn oxygen generator, back when my grandpa had pneumonia and couldn’t breathe, he used this oxygen generator every day, but this one’s medical, right?"
"Oxygen generator? So, we’re short of oxygen now, if we’ve got an oxygen generator, doesn’t that mean we won’t be short of oxygen?!
"That’s great, we’re saved!"
The crowd cheered.
But soon, someone rained on the parade: "This oxygen generator needs pure water, do we have pure water? How can you oxygenate without water?"
"Oh right, we only have beer."
"Can beer be used to generate oxygen?"
