Chapter 180: Poisonous Miasma Zone
Outside the car window was a thick fog, completely obscuring the road, with visibility ridiculously low—unable to distinguish people from animals beyond 5 meters.
This misty smoke, paired with the BGM, could remind one of the days guarding the gate at Nantianmen.
Meanwhile, the teammates all had pale, sickly faces.
Last night, Wholesale King Defa and Purple Butt Can Do It were on night watch. Facing Yu Jiang’s inquiring gaze, Purple Butt Can Do It spoke up,
“Around 4:50 a.m., we started feeling unwell in our bodies. The air we breathed in felt damp and sticky, and our heads hurt a bit. We thought it was nothing, just high fatigue value and poor spirit. Seeing no abnormalities around, we didn’t call you.
By 5:30 a.m., when it got light, we saw it was thick fog. A bit later, our health values dropped, and we got the poisonous miasma BUFF. We just took the dampness dispelling and malaria avoiding pill and were about to call you—that’s what you saw.”
Yu Jiang opened the light screen, showing a heavy fog warning.
Ahead on the road, tree outlines were barely visible about fifty or sixty meters away; beyond that, only churning white fog remained.
Miasma dispelling pills have a time limit. In the rainforest, poisonous miasma doesn’t dissipate, its influence on people grows stronger, and the pill’s efficacy diminishes. They’re not easy to craft either.
“Will this fog clear today?” Wholesale King Defa frowned.
“Hard to say.” Yu Jiang took out a miasma dispelling pill and put it in her mouth. A cool sensation instantly spread, lightening her heavy eyelids.
Normal morning fog doesn’t last long, but this isn’t fog—it’s miasma.
In the rainforest, decaying matter and various poisonous plants and mushrooms, plus stagnant pools deadly enough to kill with a sip, concentrate in hot, humid, enclosed areas. The evaporating toxic gases form miasma.
Far more terrifying than the randomly generated fog in the go-kart instance—no place to run here.
The forest has no ventilation; miasma accumulates and won’t dissipate easily.
Vehicle speed must be controlled to around 20 km/h. In this environment, even a team on foot could get separated.
Yu Jiang sat back in the driver’s seat and turned on the fog light; visibility improved a bit.
Autopilot saves effort, but max speed is determined by weather conditions—no choice.
“Anyway, it’s like this now.” Yu Jiang shrugged at the thick white fog. “No difference leaving early or late. Wait for today’s mission to be released before setting off—everyone can rest a bit.”
Low visibility plus the insidious effects of poisonous miasma—fatigued driving would be disastrous.
Luckily, news of the farm service area was kept tightly under wraps. Otherwise, if outsiders knew about all the supplies on their vehicle, foggy weather would be even more dangerous than blizzard conditions.
Wholesale King Defa nodded. “Fine, then I’ll head back to the vehicle and nap a bit.”
Couldn’t sleep? Closing eyes to rest and recuperate was still good.
Yu Jiang downed a qi replenishing drink. She was the highest combat power in this team battle now and needed to maintain good status.
Originally planned for teammates to come over in the morning, but with such thick fog, it wouldn’t be easy for them. Better to see the situation first.
Yu Jiang opened the public screen. Usually at this hour, many players were still resting, but today quite a few had woken up uncomfortable from the poisonous miasma.
Boss is an Idiot: [Just opened my eyes and thought the white outside the car window was my blackout curtain—reached out and groped for ages without finding it.]
Murong Tiedan: [This is poisonous miasma! Seeking to buy air filter mask.]
Keep Playing the Music and Dancing: [Wake up. Even the protective masks nobody bought before have quintupled in price. Miasma dispelling pills at 200 crystal coins and no takers.]
Bakamaka: [Heavens, car just started and hit a tree. I really have no money for a repair card anymore 『crying』]
Lie Flat Master: [Don’t think about driving out of the poisonous miasma zone! I’ve been driving for nearly an hour and still haven’t gotten out.]
All Martial Arts in the World Are Undefeatable by Speed: [Anyone know when the miasma will clear? Just got up and health value dropped 2 points. No one can withstand this for long.]
Smoke Never Leaves the Hand: [? You only dropped 2 health points? Why did I drop 5?]
Desert Eagle: [Can use some mind-clearing, eye-brightening, refreshing herbs—mint will do, feels better.]
As soon as this message went out, players immediately opened the trading platform to search for mint. In under two minutes, affordably priced ones were snapped up.
Mint does work to alleviate discomfort, but it’s treating symptoms not the cause—no health value recovery, though easy to plant and not rare resources.
Yu Jiang had planted a pot of it, as material for crafting miasma dispelling pills.
She opened the trading platform; new listings for supplies appeared—worn anti-poison face masks, still usable for 6 hours, priced at 600 crystal coins.
Protective masks from supply boxes required three level 5 vehicle component cards each in trade.
Supplies to counter poisonous miasma existed, but were expensive; other supplies had risen in price too.
Quick-handed players were snapping up supplies before sellers could update prices on the trading platform.
Roads were invisible now, let alone venturing into insect-infested forests for supplies.
Selling at previous prices meant losses.
Those remembering this and rushing to delist their supplies on the trading platform—only to see trades succeed—quite a few got furious.
Yu Jiang grabbed a bag of instant noodles for breakfast. To avoid washing dishes, she soaked it right in the packaging. After eating pig intestine dishes for a while, she missed the taste of instant noodles.
At 8 a.m., the new mileage task was released.
[Due to poisonous miasma zone appearance, today’s mileage: 80km
Weekly mileage: 700km]
Mission volume decreased, but no one felt relieved.
Clearly, over the next week, players without enough health value cap or anti-miasma supplies were in danger.
Public screen messages showed that this morning, players’ health value decreases varied by individual physique—the higher the value cap, the less affected by poisonous miasma.
Below 85 health value, expect at least 10 points drop in a day.
In two days, dizziness, fatigue, then combat stats and health points decline—no surviving on the apocalyptic highway.
Yu Jiang’s trading platform homepage had more messages—players asking for medicine.
Other notable alchemists were similarly swamped, except Sicily. Everyone knew he had supplies but at sky-high prices—no one wanted to get fleeced unless desperate.
After refreshing the page a few times, Yu Jiang saw listings for great tonic soup restoring health value, 24-hour cooldown, 6 points per serving.
Also pebben gu yuan pills, 5 points per pill, 20-hour cooldown.
However, all health value recovery medicines share cooldowns, unlike healing potions.
Neither drug was cheap, but not looting in a fire—150 crystal coins.
Yu Jiang priced her miasma dispelling pills the same—no cooldown, 8 hours efficacy per pill. She listed two before dawn, and they sold.
Her own team would struggle with 24-hour continuous miasma dispelling pill use—too consumptive. Teammates still needed anti-miasma masks or similar supplies to pair with them.
Before departure, Yu Jiang had Purple Butt Can Do It distribute yesterday’s harvested supplies in the team channel, and discussed continuing to team up on the parallel road after entering the poisonous miasma zone, with boss mode.
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