NABC Chapter 512 Revisiting the Wasteland
Chapter 512 Revisiting the Wasteland
After leaving the Flower Language Cottage, Tang Zijun took Suolin directly home.
Going to the wasteland is not easy. Previously, Tang Zijun and the others only managed to do so with the help of the Omnics and Suolin. However, now that they have obtained the power of the God of Time and Space, it is not so troublesome anymore.
"You seem a little nervous, is it because you're about to go home?" Tang Zijun said casually, cradling Suolin's head.
"I still don't understand why you insist on taking me along. You know I don't want to go back to that place, right?" Suolin glared at Tang Zijun angrily. "With your power, even the God of Time and Space is no match for you. You can do whatever you want."
"But I need a suitable guide to help me with all of this. After all, that's your home, isn't it?" Tang Zijun smiled, her belt already cinched at her waist. "Ready? We're off!"
"Okay, okay, I'm ready."
Amidst the flashing silver light and radiant glow, Tang Zijun had completed his transformation, donning the wolf rider armor. At the same time, a technologically advanced, deep blue card appeared at his fingertips.
Just as they had guessed, the wasteland was not a real world.
The wasteland world was born in the network and virtual world, and it is no exaggeration to call it the digital world. In order to enter that world, one must re-enter one's biological information into the network and "upload" oneself into that world as a stream of information.
For ordinary people in the material world to do this would be extremely difficult and virtually impossible, but the power left behind by the God of Time and Space makes it possible to do so perfectly.
A dark blue current burst forth from the card, instantly wrapping around Tang Zijun's body and covering Suolin's head as well. A tingling sensation spread throughout her body, and Tang Zijun looked at the changes in her body in surprise.
Previously, because she was forcibly pulled into that world, Tang Zijun was unable to fully experience this change. But now, watching her body gradually transform into countless tiny pixels, the feeling is still quite magical.
Consciousness was like being thrown into a rapidly spinning accelerator, and then suddenly exploded at a certain moment.
(Upload in progress, landing anchor point stable, virtual channel jump initiated.)
A cold notification sound rang out from the belt, but this time the sound was not the familiar metallic sound, but the voice of a middle-aged man, which could be vaguely discerned as the voice of the God of Time and Space.
Before Tang Zijun could react, his five senses were completely stripped away—his vision plunged into a dark abyss, and all sounds around him ceased, leaving only deathly silence.
The familiar touch, her own weight, and even the pulse of her heartbeat vanished in an instant, leaving Tang Zijun with an indescribable feeling throughout her body.
He felt as if he had fallen into some kind of boundless torrent of data. Ripples from galactic gravitational waves, subtle fluctuations in the cosmic microwave background radiation, the basic code structure that constituted the virtual channel—everything flooded his mind, bringing a stinging sensation of information overload. This process lasted only a few moments.
hum!
With a low hum from the level of consciousness, the new "sensory" system began to reconnect, and the dark vision became bright again.
The next moment, a spatial structure composed of countless networks of code and vector lines began to rapidly unfold, reorganize, and position itself in front of Tang Zijun. The entire world seemed to be constructed with Tang Zijun at its center; wherever he "saw," the space there was filled, forming a complete, hazy gray world.
(Arrived via warp at coordinates: K-78-3205-1264-R451 surface layer, solidification complete.)
The torrent of code suddenly froze and settled, and soon, the cold touch of the ground came from beneath my feet.
With her digitized vision completely stabilized, filtering out the disordered information, Tang Zijun closed her eyes and reopened them, gazing at the world before her. As far as the eye could see, there was an endless, suffocating desolation and ruin.
The sky was not blue, but a depressing, morbid light gray, with thick radiation clouds hanging low on the horizon, and something that looked like rotting cotton floating in the air.
The earth was cracked, with huge fissures spreading like hideous scars, bottomless, and in the distance scattered weathered rocks and metal debris. The once towering buildings were reduced to steel skeletons, like the remains of a creature devoured by a giant beast, covered with a thick layer of dust, which was stirred up by the wind.
Just as Tang Zijun was observing her surroundings, Suolin's voice came from the side. "Oh, not bad. I thought you'd hang the teleportation anchor in the sky the first time you opened a virtual channel. It seems you've completely mastered this technology."
"To be precise, it's not complete control, but rather it utilizes some backup information from the God of Time and Space," Tang Zijun said, gazing into the distance. "Although I don't know where this place is, the God of Time and Space has been here before."
"It's probably not that hard to guess." Suolin shook her head and gestured towards the ground not far away. "Look over there." Hearing this, Tang Zijun's gaze quickly fell on the sign on the ground not far away, which was covered by black vines.
[City of Glory - Your Top Choice for Wasteland Shelter!]
Here, you will find complete protection; there will be an abundance of food and water, as well as ample energy for trade. You will also find a respectable job here!
Choose the City of Glory, and in this era, seize a hard-won hope!
His gaze swept over the text on the sign, and with the help of the translator, Tang Zijun quickly understood it. Then, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"What kind of junk is this?"
"It's the GG brand, what else could it be?" Suolin replied.
"I know this is a GG brand, but I meant to ask what this City of Glory is, with its endless food and water..." Tang Zijun pouted. "Who would believe such a thing? You'd be better off believing I'm Qin Shi Huang."
Upon hearing this, Zolin gave a nonchalant laugh. "A normal person wouldn't believe it, but if it's a wastelander who's already half-dead and about to starve to death, then it's a different story."
Tang Zijun glanced at Suo Lin in surprise, then turned her gaze back to the sign.
Indeed, as Zorin said, in any situation of abundance, no one would willingly try something that clearly looks problematic. But for a traveler facing certain death, with no other option but to grasp at this hope, there is probably no other choice. "So, this City of Glory really isn't a good place?"
"No, in my memory, this City of Glory was actually quite nice. It was self-sufficient in food, had plenty of energy, and most importantly, it had a water purification system, which is rare in the wasteland. In a sense, it was a good sanctuary." At this point, Suolin suddenly changed the subject.
"But you're right, that place really isn't a good place, especially for people who don't have the ability." "What do you mean?" Tang Zijun asked, puzzled.
"In the wasteland, strength is everything. Whoever has the biggest fist can get the most resources and live the best life. This is especially important in the shelter. No matter how good the City of Glory is, it is only for the powerful. If an ordinary person goes there, he will probably be eaten to bits."
Listening to this, Tang Zijun gained a new understanding of the wasteland world. After a pause, Suolin couldn't help but ask, "By the way, weren't you here to find that guy named Fang Xin? Why didn't you let me take you directly there? Why did you go through all this trouble?" "Because I want to see this world for myself," Tang Zijun said softly. Then, without waiting for Suolin to understand, she grabbed Suolin's head and walked in the direction indicated by the sign.
"Can you still sense the anchor points on my ID card?"
"Of course," Zolin nodded. "That anchor point was set by me personally; it's a part of me."
"That's good." Tang Zijun unfolded the map.
This map was left behind by Leisen, the scavenger Tang Zijun had met with Xiao Xiao before. It marked many areas of the wasteland world. In no time, Tang Zijun found the mark for Glory City on the map.