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A week had passed, and the Guards finally cleared the transportation route between the Safe Zone and the underground laboratory. Wang Chao, along with various instruments, was loaded onto a truck, surrounded by a dozen off-road vehicles. This convoy nearly exhausted the remaining gasoline in the Safe Zone, and the number of people had swelled to over a hundred. This was all arranged by Xiao Wei and Shen Zhitao; there could be no room for carelessness on this journey.
Fearing damage to the cylindrical Container, the vehicles did not dare to drive too fast. At this pace, it would take at least a day to reach their destination. The Container was securely locked onto the truck, and Shen Zhitao stood firmly on top of it, while Da Qiang was at the front of the convoy, directing their advance. Tang Feng had set off ahead to prevent any unexpected situations along the way.
The others remained at the Safe Zone. Originally, Yang Mengying and Wu Wan'er were supposed to come as well, but they were persuaded by Shen Zhitao to stay behind. One was in tears while the other looked pitifully distressed, prompting Shen Zhitao to shake his head in disbelief at how Wang Chao had managed to win over so many girls' hearts. Looking at Wang Chao inside the massive glass Container, he appeared utterly pale and devoid of color.
If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his abdomen, everyone would have thought Wang Chao was already dead. Shen Zhitao remarked, "You seem to have it easy, locked away in a glass box without a care in the world. Do you know that some teams from the east have returned? They found a new Safe Zone near the ocean where salt isn't an issue. We can trade coal for it; this is a big project that requires your leadership..."
"Commander Shen! Commander Shen!" A soldier rushed up to the truck, saluted sharply, and reported, "Commander Tang says there's a situation ahead; he wants the convoy to stop!"
"What?" Shen Zhitao couldn't help but exclaim upon hearing this. "Why does this have to happen today? What’s going on?"
The soldier was drenched in sweat and seemed to have run back directly; he was still catching his breath as he spoke. "We encountered a group of about thirty or forty people on the road. We thought they were Survivors, but Commander Tang wouldn't let us approach. He sent me back to inform you that one of them is named Zhuang Peng!"
"Zhuang Peng!" Shen Zhitao was taken aback; he never expected to encounter Zhuang Peng here. He wondered if Zhuang Peng still used human bones for arrows. At that time, their group was not strong enough to confront Zhuang Peng and his companions, so they chose to avoid them and traveled from Yucheng to Jing City. However, it seemed Zhuang Peng and his group had also arrived in Jing City for some reason.
"What is their strength like?" Shen Zhitao asked.
"I don't know; my strength is too low to see that far!" replied the soldier.
As soon as Shen Zhitao asked this question, he realized it was pointless. If Zhuang Peng's group were weaker than them, Tang Feng wouldn't have ordered the convoy to stop. It was likely that Zhuang Peng's strength had already surpassed Golden Intermediate; otherwise, with their combined strength, they could surely handle him. Could it be that Zhuang Peng had reached Platinum Level?
"Da Qiang! Da Qiang!" Shen Zhitao called out. "Have the convoy rest here and remember to strengthen defenses. I'm going to check it out! Make sure nothing happens to Brother Wang!"
"Don't worry about Sister Shen!" Da Qiang said.
"Take me there!" Shen Zhitao told the soldier. The soldier didn't hesitate; despite being drenched in sweat, he turned and led Shen Zhitao outside. They avoided using a vehicle to prevent making noise that might alert Zhuang Peng and the others. It was no surprise that the soldier had run here; after running with Shen Zhitao for a full half hour, they finally reached their destination. A car was parked nearby, and Tang Feng and the others were crouched in the distance.
Shen Zhitao hurried a few steps to Tang Feng's side and asked, "What's the situation now?"
Tang Feng didn't speak but simply pointed into the distance. Following his gesture, Shen Zhitao looked over and saw about thirty or forty people slowly moving forward. They appeared weary from travel, keeping their distance, but it was clear who was at the front. A figure was carrying a bow on his back and slung a backpack across his shoulder, glinting in the sunlight—there was no doubt it was the Bone Arrow!
However, from their vantage point, Shen Zhitao and Tang Feng couldn't discern how far Zhuang Peng had come. Next to him stood a woman with exquisite features—Shui Yun'er.
"They were doing fine in Yucheng; how did they end up here? Did something happen in Yucheng?" Shen Zhitao said. "I don't know where they're headed or what their purpose is. I never expected to run into them at such a critical moment. No worries; we'll wait until they pass before we move on. It's already noon, so we can take this time to have lunch..."
Meanwhile, in the distance.
"Eight o'clock direction—there are people!" Zhuang Peng suddenly exclaimed, then continued, "There's a reflection like glass coming from that way. Don't look back; they must be observing us. Shui Yun'er, you take the others and keep moving forward. Gangzi, come here; take ten brothers and circle around from behind. Got it?"
"Understood!" everyone replied.
With that, Zhuang Peng smiled slightly and slowly took down his bow, stroking it as if it were a small animal. Witnessing this scene, Tang Feng felt an ominous sensation wash over him, an instinctive danger that made him uneasy all over.
"Could he have discovered us?" Shen Zhitao said. "That can't be possible!"
Tang Feng felt that it shouldn't be like this. The crowd was high above, and the distance was great; he had only heard of the saying that those who stand high can see far, but never that those who stand low could see far. Suddenly, Tang Feng glanced at the Tang Dao strapped to his back and silently exclaimed, "Not good, the blade sheath is reflecting light. They might have already discovered us. Get ready for battle!" As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, he saw Zhuang Peng in the distance already drawing his bow.
Zhuang Peng nocked an arrow, the bowstring taut like a full moon. The Bone Arrow glimmered under the sunlight, and then with a swift "whoosh," the arrow was already soaring towards the slope in the blink of an eye. Tang Feng raised his Tang Dao to block it, but the arrow struck the blade with such force that it sent Tang Feng flying backward nearly five or six meters. It was important to note that the distance between them was already close to a thousand meters!
Having flown so far, the accuracy and power of the shot showed no signs of weakening. It was evident that Zhuang Peng's strength had undoubtedly reached Platinum level!
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