"Zzz—please—zzz—energy, as much as—zzzzz—normal operation, reasonable distribution—zzzzz—civilians—zzzzz—"
The signal was sometimes strong, sometimes weak, and always hard to get right, but Lu Xi’an and Yao Wei could still hear that the broadcast content was the same as before.
In other words, the national emergency disaster relief headquarters built in the new district of East Sea City was always broadcasting this message.
But how many people have heard this continuously broadcast message?
Lu Xi’an suddenly thought of something and asked, "The broadcast has been ongoing, indicating that the signal has been maintained there, at least keeping power to the broadcast tower."
"Do you think it might still be operating normally?"
Yao Wei replied, "I don’t know."
"Zzz—water and electricity—zzzzz—well-maintained—zzz—sufficient, ready to—zzz—receive people from various places—zz—"
The sound continued in the broadcast building.
Lu Xi’an said, "If it really is still operating, then this place must be a true oasis."
Yao Wei nodded, without speaking.
Yet neither of them dared to believe it.
In this apocalypse-like world, they had traveled too many roads and seen some struggling people in this world to some extent.
But these roads and these people painted a civilization of regression, barbarism rampant on a desolate wasteland in various ways.
In such a world, the existence of a real oasis in the southeastern part of the continent was hard to imagine.
Lu Xi’an thought for a moment and said, "I think... either it’s a trap, or it’s..."
Yao Wei waited for a while, seeing Lu Xi’an was silent, she couldn’t hold back and asked.
She noticed Lu Xi’an glancing back through the rearview mirror, so she turned her head too, looking behind.
But with so many supplies, an air conditioner, and Gou, she couldn’t tell what Lu Xi’an was looking at.
Fortunately, Lu Xi’an soon spoke: "Either it’s... that radio station has something like Gou that can keep supplying energy continuously."
Yao Wei’s eyes lit up.
She had always envied Lu Xi’an’s Gou; if she could have another one, how great that would be.
Hmm... why another one?
"Are we going there?"
"If there’s a chance, let’s go,"
Lu Xi’an thought for a moment and said, "I was previously worried it might be a nuclear power plant. If it’s been vacant for a long time without management, there could be nuclear leakage issues."
"But with the broadcast being maintained until now, I don’t feel that’s the case."
"The broadcast is clearly pre-recorded, playing continuously, indicating the radio station has maintained its power, operating normally."
"However, having played for so long, this content is already meaningless. There shouldn’t be anyone maintaining that place anymore."
"Thinking this way, the hypothesis of it being a nuclear power plant seems less reasonable than having power equipment like Gou."
"If there is also something like Gou there, it’s definitely worth seeing."
"Moreover, a base was established there before, regardless of whether it still exists, it’s worth exploring."
"We’ll be careful when we go there, first dispatch a drone from Gou to check the situation."
Upon hearing Lu Xi’an’s words, Yao Wei nodded and said, "Alright."
But after saying "Alright," she turned to the first page of "World Map One," silently gazing at the general map on the first page.
Lu Xi’an glanced at Yao Wei, asking, "What’s wrong?"
Yao Wei pointed at the map, but Lu Xi’an had to concentrate on driving, only able to steal a look at the map where Yao Wei’s finger pointed, without seeing what she precisely pointed at.
"What’s with that place?"
Lu Xi’an could only guess there was something there that concerned Yao Wei, so he asked.
Yao Wei said, "Here, it’s quite close to East Sea City. The person who killed my mom was here."
Lu Xi’an then looked closely at the map.
Before looking at the map, he checked in front, confirming the road was straight and clear without any intersections. He then felt relieved to look closely.
The location Yao Wei pointed to was northeast of East Sea City’s new district, and indeed quite close, practically adjacent on the map.
According to the scale of "World Map One," Lu Xi’an estimated the distance between the two places might only take half a day by car.
"What kind of people are there?"
Yao Wei shook her head and said, "I don’t know. I was young then and only knew there were many people, two Neo-Humans, and many ordinary people."
"The Neo-Humans injured my mom, and the ordinary people chased her for a long time."
"My mom dragged her severely injured self, taking me to Mojing City, but couldn’t hold on and passed away there."
While speaking, Yao Wei pointed to another place on the map, and based on its route, that place was quite far north and also near the coast.
But though it looked close on the map, the distance was still about half a day’s drive.
Just like the distance between Yao Wei’s enemy’s lair and East Sea City.
From south to north, it was indeed quite far. I wonder how severely injured Yao Wei’s mother was, running such a long distance with her injuries, taking her daughter along?
Lu Xi’an didn’t ask, but felt Yao Wei’s mother should have been a Neo-Human too.
But even for a Neo-Human, running such a long distance while heavily injured must have been tough, right?
"Are you planning revenge?"
Yao Wei nodded and said, "If possible, I definitely want to."
Lu Xi’an paused slightly and said, "I’ll help you."
Yao Wei nodded again and said, "We’ll go when we’re confident."
Lu Xi’an laughed, "How do you determine if you’re confident or not?"
Yao Wei said, "I will become stronger, gather more weapons, and surpass them in strength, then I’ll be confident."
Listening to her, it’s as if these things are easy to achieve.
But perhaps it’s precisely because of Yao Wei’s belief that her marksmanship has become so proficient...
Lu Xi’an looked at Yao Wei; this woman’s profile was equally exquisite, speaking always calmly, as if confident in everything she does.
He sighed and continued driving.
Originally, he just wanted to hitch a ride for a while; how did it turn out ?
Suddenly saying "I’ll help you"...
With such poor shooting skills, can he really help her?
Oh well, the words were spoken; there’s no reason to take them back.
It’s still a long way to where Yao Wei pointed; let’s take it one step at a time.