Everyone Survives In The Fog

However, the three of them were calm and did not show any scared expressions.

Zhou Yue stood up and opened the door. There was a big blue turtle lying outside, knocking on the door with its extended head.

Seeing the door open, it walked around Zhou Yue unceremoniously and walked into the house.

However, as soon as the front half of the possessed turtle passed through, the back half was stuck by the door. No matter how hard my two feet are. He was stunned and motionless.

Seeing that the door was about to be broken down, Qi Yuan immediately stood up and kicked it out.

This big tortoise came to the door for no other reason than that it was probably hungry!

Almost every day, it would drink a small bottle of spiritual fluid. Once it finished drinking, it would find a place to sleep, and come back to Qi Yuan when it was hungry.

After just a few days of drinking, its size increased significantly.

The diameter of the turtle's back has exceeded one meter, and its weight has reached more than 100 kilograms, more than ten times more than before.

At first, Qi Yuan was absolutely in disbelief when he saw this scene.

He only drank a few sips of spiritual liquid every day, and he grew so big so quickly.

If I eat like this for a few years...well, I will probably be impoverished.

Even now, this small bottle of spiritual liquid every day is worth more than dozens of spiritual coins, which is enough to make Qi Yuan heartbroken.

And as it grows older, its appetite increases.

Watching the little turtle grow into a big turtle, Qi Yuan couldn't help but throw it away, feeling quite like a child growing up.

However, until one time before, Qin Zhenjun saw this little turtle.

After careful observation by Qin Zhenjun, he found that this giant tortoise was probably over 100 years old from the markings on its carapace and abdominal shell.

have to!

Forget about children, it’s too old to be your own grandfather!

I just don’t know how it has been around for more than a hundred years and only has excellent strength. It’s really a stretch.

Look at the golden giant eel. A young man in his 80s can kill ten black tiger bee queens!

But this cannot be blamed on the spirit turtle.

If it wants to grow, it must use pure spiritual fluid.

However, this spiritual liquid does not exist in nature, which causes its growth to be extremely slow.

As for how it reaches advanced level strength?

Needless to say, it must be because he was born with a good grade.

Of course, he can also attach himself to powerful creatures and absorb their spiritual energy, which can also increase his strength.

But where can I find a big bastard who doesn’t beat him up but sucks him every day?

Only his mother!

Unfortunately, it seems to have no mother.

Otherwise, why would we have fallen to this point?

Seeing it coming to the door, Qi Yuan had no choice but to get some spiritual liquid for it.

When it was full, it naturally went to sleep alone.

…

After dinner, Qi Yuan had a small alliance meeting.

Today's successful hunt of the golden giant eel was the first official cooperation between the five of them, and the result was very satisfying.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the five people gathered in the small alliance group on time.

The issue discussed today is about high temperature!

Everyone is very concerned about the next disaster and is making preparations for it.

However, the discussion this time was about whether to tell other survivors this news.

Qin Zhenjun said: "This news is very important and can save lives. Do you think we should tell it?"

"This matter has no harm to anyone. On the contrary, it can gain a good reputation. It has a hundred benefits and no harm." Yang Zhenghe said lightly.

Most survivors will probably never see each other until they die, so there is almost no conflict of interest between them.

Qi Yuan thought for a while and said: "Actually, I have thought about it for a long time. There is no point in keeping this kind of news in my hands. If telling it can save more people, I might as well tell other survivors directly."

Others nodded in agreement.

Now, the daily death toll remains high and the number of humans continues to decrease.

At first, everyone could remain calm and even fight and kill each other.

But when human beings are in this current situation, no one wants their fellow humans to be completely extinct.

Qi Yuan continued: "It's just that although I want to spread the information, there is really no channel."

"If you just post on the forum, there is a high probability that it will just disappear and not attract anyone's attention."

"So here, I am also asking everyone if there is a suitable channel through which the news can be spread."

Speaking of channel issues, everyone looked at Yang Zhenghe and Zhao Cheng.

They are all leaders of one party, they are strong and know many people.

Yang Zhenghe thought for a moment and said, "If I can spread this news and let most people know about it, I think there is one person who can."

"who?"

"..."

…

Not long after, a person named "Zhang Zhongyue" appeared in Qi Yuan's friend list.

Zhang Zhongyue, Mr. Zhang.

This is a name that is both familiar and awe-inspiring.

The first moment he saw this name, Qi Yuan was also stunned.

I didn't expect that such an old man could survive in a misty world full of dangers.

Moreover, like himself, he is an S-class survivor with a red name.

This shocked Qi Yuan.

If you want to survive in the foggy world, physical fitness is a very important factor.

Even young and middle-aged people are likely to die in various disasters, not to mention the elderly, weak, sick and disabled and some vulnerable groups.

Ninety-nine percent of the elderly, disabled, and sick people... died in the first-level cabins two days before arriving in the mist world.

But I didn't expect that old people in their 70s like Mr. Zhang could survive until now.

This made Qi Yuan admire him deeply.

This kind of person must be a person with both wisdom and luck.

Qi Yuan was planning to send a message to ask questions, when the other person sent the message first.

Zhang Zhongyue: "Hello, little friend Qi, I'm very happy to meet you."

"No, it's my honor to meet Mr. Zhang." Qi Yuan said humbly, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, showing enough respect.

Zhang Zhongyue smiled lightly and said, "No need to be polite. I heard that you have something important and you need my help. You might as well tell me."

Seeing that it was about business, Qi Yuan was cautious and said: "The thing is like this, I obtained information about the next disaster through a certain prop."

"What? A disaster?"

Zhang Zhongyue's expression changed drastically, revealing a serious and solemn expression.

"Qi Xiaoyou, do you have any evidence? Or is it just your own guess?"

Qi Yuan did not reply, but sent the information about the prophecy scroll directly to Zhang Zhongyue.

After seeing the information on the scroll and confirming the authenticity of the props, Zhang Zhongyue's eyes became deep.

Qi Yuan said: "This news is very important and should be of great help to other survivors. It's just that I am unable to make the information public due to lack of ability, so I can only trouble you, Mr. Zhang."

"Little friend Qi, this information is so important!"

Zhang Zhongyue said slowly: "Thank you very much for telling me this news. This is a great kindness to all human beings."

"No, it's just a matter of convenience."

"..."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Zhang Zhongyue hurriedly left and began to prepare for the dissemination of information.

What Qi Yuan didn't expect was that Zhang Zhongyue was so capable that he could spread the high temperature information to all the survivors in just one night.