The wind is howling and the King Kong is shaking.
This sudden storm was stronger than the winds of the original doomsday storm, and the rolled up gravel hit the car body with a constant crackling sound.
The raindrops have not yet fallen, but the power of the storm alone has already made the King Kong teetering on the edge of collapse.
Shen Cong's mind was wandering on the King Kong, and he could notice that every time the external armor was hit by gravel, a small amount of its activity was consumed. Once no active resistance is used, the gravel with a speed of tens of kilometers per hour can easily smash the 16mm steel plate armor of the King Kong.
Fortunately, the storm also brought a large amount of free activity. Shen Cong's willpower was wandering inside the King Kong, and he could feel this extremely rich activity being swallowed up by the King Kong, replenishing the consumption of the armor.
Guide absorption.
Make up for consumption.
Shen Cong's willpower was being exercised rapidly during this process, and he could feel that his spirit was strengthening bit by bit in the process of guiding the activity.
Activity does not have any chemical reaction with the spirit, but activity can improve the physique and make the physique stronger, thus supporting a stronger spirit and stabilizing the loss of willpower.
Of course, Shen Cong cannot maintain his willpower to guide the King Kong at all times.
After three hours, he had to exit the King Kong and relax for a while.
Without the guidance of Shen Cong's willpower, the King Kong is still slowly maintaining the process of absorbing and replenishing, but the speed has been slowed down many times.
But with the active reserves of the King Kong, it can still sustain ten hours of wear and tear.
Close your eyes and relax for a moment.
I don't know when, the crackling sound has stopped, but the sky outside is still dark without a trace of light. Shen Cong opened his eyes and took out a Geiger counter to measure it. The radiation reached the level of the doomsday storm again.
"It seems that there is some connection between activity and radiation? When the radiation is strong, the activity is also strong..."
Another unknown speculation.
Seeing that the wind had stopped, Shen Cong left the cab and prepared to go to the carriage to get some wolf meat to eat. He eats food according to its shelf life, and eats the food with the shortest shelf life first. Wolf-toothed meat and big-toothed rat meat are not treated with salt and have a limited storage time. During this period, Shen Cong was eating them quickly.
Moreover, it can also quickly increase the activity in one's body. The beauty of activity is likely to be the guarantee of survival in this apocalyptic world, second only to King Kong.
Just when the induction cooker was powered on, the dark sky outside finally reached the critical point of rain.
The rain poured down like a flood bursting a bank. There were no raindrops at all. It was just a continuous curtain of water, hitting the ground with a crashing sound like waves.
Shen Cong opened the side window and shined a flashlight outside.
In the dark world, only the nearby rain curtain reflects the light of the flashlight.
This made Shen Cong extremely speechless. He had been struggling to find water resources a few hours ago. He felt that this world of yellow sand was seriously lacking in water resources. Who knew that a rain would overturn the previous understanding.
This is not a lack of water, this is a flood.
"However, there is no guarantee that this water is drinkable. The radiation content is too high and it may be contaminated." Looking at the numbers on the Geiger counter that were about to explode, Shen Cong shook his head.
After frying the seven-year-old wolf steak, he took out a bottle of orange that was about to expire, opened half a bottle of hot sauce, leaned against the wall of the box, and started eating in silence.
Yalang meat tastes a bit like dog meat and is slightly astringent. Shen Cong has been cooking for six or seven years and his cooking skills are still very good. This meal is naturally delicious.
"It would be nice to have a dog." After eating Yalang meat, Shen Cong immediately thought of the movie "I Am Legend" after thinking that Yalang might be a mutant of a native dog.
He just watched it again last night.
Will Smith and his German Shepherd, one man and one dog, survive in the end of the world, facing loneliness and mutation. It feels quite similar to my own situation, except that Shen Cong doesn't have a dog, only King Kong.
…
After eating the wolf steak, it was still raining heavily outside. The water had already covered half of the car's tires, and there was no intention of stopping.
There was no wind or gravel, and Shen Cong no longer had to maintain the active absorption of the King Kong.
He opened his laptop and did not choose to play a game. Instead, he inserted a USB flash drive, opened the information folder inside, selected a document titled "Complete Collection of Radio Related Information", and started watching.
How to prepare for the doomsday is something that not only Shen Cong has thought about, but even the governments of some countries have also thought about it. For example, Norway has built a doomsday granary and stored a large number of seeds. Shen Cong didn't have the ability to store seeds, but in addition to hoarding necessary living supplies, he also hoarded a lot of knowledge.
Knowledge from all walks of life has been stored in more than 300 USB flash drives and more than 50 hard drives by categories. These knowledge were all downloaded directly from the electronic library.
There are also tons of movies, novels, games, songs, and even action romance movies.
Only a mentally disturbed person like him could do such boring doomsday reserve work in the peaceful and prosperous times. In fact, Shen Cong has even more boring things. He has prepared dozens of guns of different models and styles, including One, used several times already...
The documentation is very detailed, and basically all the works on radio are covered in this document.
Shen Cong planned to study radio seriously.
One is that he wants to modify the 15a radar to be able to scan for living creatures underground; the other is to upgrade the vehicle's radio station and increase the search power to see if he can search for signals from survivors.
Compared with communicating with survivors in person or by radio, Shen Cong prefers to use radio.
The risk is relatively small.
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L.
The time on the mechanical watch shows 23:46 on July 9, 2022. It is already late at night.
Rubbing his dry eyes, Shen Cong stood up and opened every skylight of the King Kong, and used a flashlight to look at the situation outside through the glass.
The heavy rain did not stop at all.
The water has covered more than half the height of the tire, and is nearly one meter deep. The chassis of the King Kong is already soaked in the water. Fortunately, the car body has been airtightly modified, and the vents are on the sides and top, so there is no water leakage for the time being.
"I don't know how long this rain will last."
After checking the situation, Shen Cong wiped his face with a wet towel, lay down on the bed in the cubicle, and went to sleep.
This night.
Shen Cong had a dream, and he turned into a baby, lying on a rocker, with his mother sitting next to him, rocking gently. Something called happiness overflows in my heart. I haven't felt this feeling for seven or eight years.
Dang Dang Dang!
The ringing of the alarm clock woke Shen Cong from his dream, and he suddenly realized that he was now in the end of the world.
He rubbed his shiny scalp: "My head is a little dizzy, the world is spinning..."
"No!" Shen Cong was suddenly startled and realized that it was not him who was dizzy, but the King Kong that was shaking, "What's going on!"
He stood up and was about to get out of bed. His feet reached the floor to put on shoes, but he stepped on water.
The King Kong is leaking!
There is already ten centimeters of water!
"Why is it leaking?"
Shen Cong didn't care about finding where his shoes had drifted. He stepped on the water and stood up, leaving the compartment and scanning the car. A glance revealed that water was flowing in from the side vents.
He hurriedly opened the side window and saw that at some point, the rainwater had already covered the window. Based on this height, there was almost only a roof left on the King Kong.
Snap!
The top sunroof opened, and Shen Cong ignored the heavy rain that was still falling. He held a flashlight in his mouth and climbed directly onto the roof of the car.
The heavy rain hit him all over his head and face, instantly turning him into a man of water and making his heart feel cold. What's even cooler is that wherever the flashlight shines and the eyes reach, there is a vast ocean. It was as if the whole world had been flooded by rain and turned into a dark black patch. It was already six or seven o'clock in the morning, but the sky was still dark and dim.
The turbulent rainwater swirled, pushing the King Kong swaying.
Although the five- to six-ton heavy truck did not float, it was like a toy, as if it could be washed away by a torrent at any time.
"how so!"
Shen Cong didn't know what to do for a while. The King Kong was not a submarine and could not stop the water leakage.
At this time.
"Roar!"
From an invisible place in the distance, there was suddenly an unknown dull roar, a gloomy sound that penetrated people.