Chapter 302: Clue To Doomsday City Heritage
After eating breakfast, Yu Jiang looked at the hand-crank generator placed nearby.
After settling the repair fee with Beat Lemon, she sent over the protective clothing and even received several sets of batteries in return.
Last night was too busy; she hadn’t remembered to use the generator yet.
Following the method Beat Lemon described, Yu Jiang successfully started the generator and began cranking it vigorously.
The generator had zero stored power. After cranking for a long time, the indicator light finally lit up.
How to use the radio was also taught by Beat Lemon. In these times, few people still use radios, so it’s normal not to know.
Yu Jiang fiddled with it fiercely like a tiger, but the result was nothing.
She tuned for half a day, all snow and static noise. She was too idealistic; the truth on the road wasn’t that easy to find.
Yu Jiang sighed, unwilling to give up, and tried a few more times.
Static… this is emergency frequency.
Yu Jiang’s finger, about to continue tuning, suddenly paused.
There really is one?
It’s been so long since doomsday; the original inhabitants of this world should be wiped out. How could there still be a broadcast?
Or is it a clue left by the system?
Yu Jiang held her breath and stared intently, patiently listening several times. Mostly it was empty static, interspersed with fragmented, blurry sounds.
What area emergency frequency… humans prepare for self-rescue, prepare water and food, human civilization forever
It’s a broadcast from mid-to-late doomsday. The situation is already very severe, or else terms like “human civilization” wouldn’t appear.
[Player obtains ‘Doomsday City Legacy’ clue. In future advanced battlefields, you might find abandoned war supply warehouses~ There’s also system rewards there!
Only if reputation reaches 10,000, and affection with all encountered NPCs is no less than 80, can you obtain the ‘legacy’.]
NPCs are likely the original inhabitants. Needing their affection to get the doomsday legacy makes sense.
But 10,000 reputation???
Her current reputation is 4,500, the highest in the entire zone. 10,000 can’t be farmed in Zone 002; it requires all-server achievements to reach.
This reward seems to have a high threshold, but it’s actually not low at all.
Seems like the scrap yard boss NPC’s affection for her hasn’t reached 80.
Yu Jiang checked and sure enough, it hadn’t. She didn’t know when she’d meet him again next time; now she had a headache.
Yu Jiang took a deep breath, feeling fortunate inside. Luckily they won the battlefield, or the hand-crank generator would have gone to Heartless Water, and the legacy clue would be his too.
She could do without opportunities, but if an enemy snatched one from her hands, that would hurt more than killing her.
She really would disregard consequences and spare no cost—not letting everyone level up, but dragging the other down.
By now, the sky had brightened, sunlight rising from the horizon, temperature gradually increasing.
Several teammates joined one after another, setting off for the parallel road.
Everyone gathers first; then the merchant caravan boss joins.
Players all want to rush mileage tasks while it’s cool in the early morning. Driving in the morning and evening is much more comfortable than other times.
Yu Jiang’s vehicle was parked roadside. In just a few minutes, she saw several teams drive past.
Vehicles were mostly level three or four, with the occasional level 5 vehicle.
A heavy truck RV stopping on the road exudes powerful presence; ordinary people don’t dare act rashly even if envious.
A black pickup truck with a modified truck bed passed by; the player on it couldn’t help looking several times.
“Holy crap! This is the Apocalypse Battle Car·Heavy Truck RV.” He exclaimed in the team.
“We ran into a big shot! Window curtains block the view; can’t see inside.” His teammate said enviously.
“If I had a vehicle like that, I’d strut on the highway. They seem to be waiting for someone. Should we say hi and make friends?”
At this point, the player’s tone was a bit excited. “I heard The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain drives a heavy truck RV.”
The straightforward female player in the team said, “Better not. What if they think we have ulterior motives? Misunderstanding would be huge. I’m not going anyway.”
Plenty of people want to buddy up with big shots. Without something special, or friendship from the start, why would a big shot care.
Talking about saying hi—it’s just coveting their strength.
“Ugh, I heard The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain started with a pickup truck too. I drive a pickup truck; why don’t I have a big shot’s strength.”
The pickup truck player sighed and glanced at the RV a couple more times before driving away.
With such a luxurious RV, he dared not imagine how comfortable life on the road would be.
Yu Jiang looked in the rearview mirror. A white SUV suddenly stopped; the person inside stuck out their head, waving and shouting, “Hello! Are you The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain sister?”
“I nearly died before, luckily I grabbed your medicine. I’ve always wanted to thank you.”
Seeing no response, the person in the vehicle repeated it, flashing the most sincere, sunniest smile.
The player was quite confident in himself. In doomsday everyone was grubby; he was relatively clean, with decent features that could catch the eye.
While Yu Jiang thought: this person isn’t acting to lower her guard for a robbery opportunity. She already had her knife in hand.
His companions had all driven off, but he opened the car door, looking toward the RV driver’s seat window, about to bend down and get out.
The next second, he quickly shrank back, his sincere expression changing.
A black armored off-road vehicle rushed out, stopping between the RV and SUV.
“Is this a robbery?” Shi Xu got out and asked.
The RV chassis was high; Yu Jiang leaned out and looked down. “Uncertain.”
“No, I’m not… misunderstanding!” The SUV player hurriedly explained. Meeting Shi Xu and Yu Jiang’s calm gazes, he floored the accelerator and left.
Finally met a big shot, but couldn’t get close. It’s really The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain in the vehicle!
The player glanced back, his expression already changed—no more flattery, just amusement.
He was a con artist; even his current appearance was toned down by his profession talent to avoid notice.
He truly hadn’t expected to run into The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain today. The teammates ahead were just farming tasks, blending in with regular players—no better cover.
The higher level players he fools upgrade faster, but the stronger they are, the sharper their minds and vigilance, harder to trick.
This profession has no combat ability early on. In instance team-ups, even dogs disdain it. Those who developed up can be counted on one hand.
Yu Jiang waited for all teammates to arrive, had them come to the RV to see the hand-crank generator, and shared the info with the team.
But the team channel didn’t mention the Doomsday City Legacy. It wasn’t distrust; some things are better known by fewer people.
For the next battlefield, she’d probably team up with Shi Xu and Pure Love Cockroach again. She might not claim the ‘legacy’ alone, so she decided to tell them.
Lightning Mage King had also tried tuning the radio, found no other info, so the matter was set aside for now.
The merchant caravan boss arrived.
Yu Jiang put the hand-crank generator in the second floor storage cabinet, returned to the driver’s seat, and the team officially set off.
7:20 AM, the sun was already a bit scorching, black-yellow dust floating, air quality very poor. Without a mask or scarf to block, breathing would soon feel uncomfortable.
The light screen showed air pollution alert, urging players to take protection.
Yu Jiang wore a real silk windproof scarf of suitable thickness. A mask was hotter and hurt the ears after a while.
Both sides of the highway were pitch-black, barren land. Even houses were dilapidated beyond repair, walls collapsed, not even wild grass.
Purple Butt Can Do It couldn’t pick up supply boxes in the team either.
