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Chapter 102 The Caravan Meets
The minor incident quickly passed, and both teams swiftly got back to normal.
The massive "Flame Chariot" roared to life once more, tearing through the gravel and clearing the way.
The train team followed closely behind, with the same formation as yesterday.
The convoy traveled across the increasingly scorching Gobi Desert.
Perhaps because of the commotion this morning, the atmosphere in the convoy was quieter than yesterday.
The walkie-talkie only broadcasts necessary road condition updates.
Jiao Jiao no longer dared to provoke the "Flame Chariot" team, and stayed obediently in the pickup truck, occasionally giving her own team a special feature.
Around noon, some unusual signs appeared on the horizon at the edge of the field of vision.
It was no longer a monotonous Gobi Desert or rocky mountains, but a shadowy outline that resembled the ruins of buildings.
Most importantly, the worker ants became unusually active in Fu Xiaojian's hands, almost crawling out of his palm and heading straight for that area.
"A large-scale supply point has been discovered ahead! The worker ants are reacting strongly!" Fu Xiaojian's voice rang out on the walkie-talkie immediately, carrying a sense of solemnity and anticipation.
"Suspected to be approaching the 'Martial God Caravan's' assembly point or related area! Everyone on high alert!"
The speed of the "Flame Chariot" slowed down slightly, and Lin Li's voice came through.
"Received. We've also detected a significant amount of life and energy activity ahead, on a considerable scale. It seems we weren't the first to arrive."
Xu Si's starry eyes narrowed slightly as he extended the "Star Trail" forward with all his might.
The ruins-like area gradually became clearer in his perception.
It is indeed a dilapidated group of buildings, with a rough style, resembling some kind of outpost or large mining site. Some buildings have been buried and eroded by wind and sand, with only broken walls stubbornly pointing to the sky.
"The convoy has broken away; maintain formation and approach slowly."
Fu Xiaojian's voice came through the walkie-talkie, calm yet tinged with tension.
The "Salt Train Fleet" meanders out from behind the massive "Flame Chariot," and maintaining the convoy's independence is essential in such situations.
Xu Si's "star trails" are like an invisible spider web, which have already quietly covered an area several kilometers ahead.
There were quite a few people. In his perception, there were many life and energy points scattered in different areas in that ruin, clearly indicating that there was more than one convoy.
Some gathered in the shadows of relatively intact buildings, while others simply set up makeshift camps using their vehicles as shelters.
The worker ants frantically tried to crawl in a certain direction in Fu Xiaojian's palm. If he hadn't held them firmly, they probably would have already jumped away.
ant nest...
It should be in there.
Fu Xiaojian's gaze fell on a certain spot in the ruins.
As the distance closes, the details of the ruins become clearer.
This place appears to have once been a large settlement built around a mine, with dilapidated factory buildings, overturned tower cranes, and rusted pipes visible everywhere.
Most of the buildings were reduced to mere frames, casting menacing shadows of varying lengths under the scorching sun.
The most eye-catching feature is a relatively open "plaza" in the center of the ruins, where no fewer than twenty vehicles of various kinds are parked.
From modified, menacing off-road vehicles and armed pickup trucks to large trucks fitted with steel plates and ramming corners, there were even two military trucks painted in camouflage with suspicious devices mounted on their roofs.
The vehicles formed a loose circle, and in the middle of the open space stood a huge white flag with blood-red characters that fluttered in the wind, bearing the words "God of War".
Clearly, that should be the area where the core personnel of each team that has arrived gathered and exchanged ideas.
The appearance of the "Flame Chariot" and the "Fire Train" convoy, a pair of vehicles with contrasting styles, immediately attracted the attention of many survivors on guard duty in the ruins.
Those gazes were filled with scrutiny, vigilance, curiosity, and even undisguised greed.
The menacing and massive size of the "Flame Chariot" in particular caused many convoys to show signs of fear.
Although the vehicles in the Salvation Train convoy were ordinary, the fact that they had managed to preserve so many vehicles in the apocalypse was not something to be underestimated.
"Heh, looks like we're not too late." Lin Li's voice came from the radio, still smiling, but with a hint of coldness.
"Should we go straight to the central square?" Fu Xiaojian asked.
"Of course, since we're here, we should at least show ourselves. What? Are you scared?" Lin Li replied.
The ruins covered a large area, and only the locations of the various convoys were blocked off; other areas were open to free passage.
At the edge of the square, several ragged but fierce-looking lookouts gestured to them, indicating that they should enter the ruins area through the designated gap.
The "Flame Chariot" showed no fear. Its massive body emitted a deep roar as it smashed the small breach to pieces. Its tracks rolled over the gravel, as if announcing the arrival of a supreme ruler.
The Xinhuo team wasn't that arrogant, but Xu Si's "Melting Wax Messenger" scarlet body stood out among the many gray modified vehicles, attracting more attention.
The convoy stopped in the designated outer area without ramming into the center; they were there to make an appearance, not to cause trouble.
However, it did attract a lot of attention in the central square.
Lin Li, along with Huo Nan, Zhuang Guodong, and several other combatants, jumped off the "Flame Chariot".
Fu Xiaojian, Su Su, Ta Shan, Xu Si and others also got off the bus one after another.
Jiao Jiao hesitated for a moment, then quietly followed Xu Si.
She felt as if only Brother Dao could protect her, her little face showing both nervousness and curiosity.
In the center of the square, under the "God of War" banner, seven or eight people had already gathered.
They were dressed in different styles and had distinct personalities; some were calm and composed, while others were wild and unrestrained. However, without exception, they all exuded energy fluctuations that could not be underestimated, clearly indicating that they were all extraordinary individuals.
They should all be team leaders or key figures from their respective teams.
Xu Si's starry eyes swept over it quietly.
His "star trails" focused on perceiving the center of the crowd, below that flag, a gaunt old man who looked to be in his fifties, wearing faded overalls, and smoking an old pipe, sitting in a folding chair.
The old man appeared ordinary, but in Xu Si's perception, the energy field around him was as solid as an iron plate, faintly conveying a heavy, stable, and unshakeable feeling, like a mountain.
Sequence 3!
And it's definitely not the kind of place you've just entered.
Beside the old man's feet lay an inconspicuous nest-like object, about the size of a washbasin, woven from some kind of grayish-brown vine.
The worker ants in Fu Xiaojian's hand were almost out of control.
That is the ant nest, ranked 3577th among the strange objects.
"Hey, aren't these the little ones who've fled in panic?"
"Ah? It's you? The cheeky parrot?" The little girl was overjoyed. It was rare to encounter a familiar bird in the apocalypse.
"Myna, I am the great Steel Emblem Myna!"
The myna bird stood on Jack's pirate hat, its little head held high.
Several people in the square were also observing the two newly appeared convoys.