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The landslide had come at the worst possible time. The weather had seemed fine, but suddenly, a fierce wind picked up and torrential rain began to pour down. From below, it was clear that the geological stability of the Tornado Mountain Range was questionable.
With the downpour, there was no way to resist it. Landslides were difficult to form unless under extreme weather conditions, which indicated that this environment had caused an abnormal climatic change—something beyond human control.
It appeared they had reached Banna's territory, but the vehicle suddenly accelerated as if trying to push through, yet it couldn't get any closer. It was strange; who would want to get out in such heavy rain? Although the off-road vehicle had started as a convertible, it had been modified and the roof was now securely in place as they entered the Tornado Mountain Range.
The Rainy Season wasn't necessarily bad; it was just that the volume of rainfall was astonishing. It felt as if all the world's rain had concentrated in this specific area, yet there were no signs of flooding at all. This suggested that the rainwater would likely vanish after a certain period.
However, waiting until that moment to check on things might mean they wouldn't even find the site of any potential accident. Such heavy rainfall could easily wash away any evidence.
Despite feeling powerless from being soaked by the rain, it was just water—nothing corrosive about it. It was odd that Banna's climate was so terrible. The vehicle might have stalled or developed some issue; they couldn't just blame it on a manufacturing defect, especially not when they were new arrivals facing such problems.
How would they get back? The long journey ahead had no one around—no beasts either—and they would have to pass through several dangerous points on their return. Some of those checkpoints had a high probability of trouble, requiring immense luck to escape. Relying solely on their legs wouldn’t help them break free from danger.
"This is ridiculous! How did we end up in this situation? Damn it! I'm going to check it out; you all stay put," Freyr said as he slapped the steering wheel. Suddenly, a loud horn blared, piercing their ears painfully. He quickly turned off the voice-activated engine.
The vehicle had been modified from an original voice-activated model; even the keyhole didn't need to be used. Moreover, even if someone attempted to steal it, they wouldn't be able to drive it away easily—the wheels were not easy to remove, and any stranger touching the vehicle could trigger a loud alarm.
It was important to note that other performance aspects of the vehicle were top-notch. If someone did try to steal it, there would be little they could do about it since voice activation could be quite troublesome. Only a few people in the vehicle could operate this off-road car: Ross, Relock, and then Freyr—all capable of activating it.
Previously, there had been a similar Maybach; a world-class luxury car that had been lost to history's relentless march. It was strange how this modified vehicle shared similar performance traits with that one. Although it was a modified car, its monetary value surely exceeded one hundred million.
It was strange; the floodwaters wouldn't sweep them away, yet in this season's rain, they couldn't drive at all. The flood might just be an exaggeration, but there wasn't even a downpour now—just strong winds and intermittent rain.
The car door slid open with a voice command, and he pulled an umbrella from the backseat before stepping outside. The weather was terrible; the wind whipped in, mixing with the rain and knocking everything inside the car askew.
The wind was truly unpleasant. If it had been a gentle breeze, it could have been tolerated, but this wind carried a chill, reminiscent of the cold gusts that hit when driving in winter. The two winds could practically be equated.
Not only was the association misleading, but even the weather forecast and military satellites had not predicted such severe conditions here. The door had barely opened a crack when someone from outside quickly entered. Frost clung to their eyebrows, freezing them solid.
"This is ridiculous! What's going on? Are you okay, Squad Leader?" There was no response from across the way. Freyr was too frozen to speak; even a brief exposure to this weather left him speechless. He turned on the car's heater to maximum; although it didn't feel cold inside, it would help warm his body quickly.
After a while, Freyr regained some feeling and managed to stammer, "I saw it—whew! The bottom of the car is frozen. But it's fine; with a little preheating, we should be able to move. However, this season is truly bizarre. It's just rain, yet there's a chill in the wind, and the rain seems to have turned into ice. How strange!" He recalled that winter had seen its fair share of heavy rains, but for rain to freeze into ice required a significant drop in temperature. It wasn't easy for such heavy rain to turn into frost.
But there was no doubt about the cold; he could tell from his eyebrows that frost had coated his face when he entered. Now that he was starting to feel better, he looked slightly more composed.
"Right now, we definitely can't go out. If the communication device has a signal, report back immediately with detailed information about our situation. If our capabilities are limited, we won't be able to handle this level of severity. Forcing us to carry out orders without understanding the situation could lead us into trouble here. Damn it! Why can't they assess the situation first before distributing tasks reasonably? What is going on now?" He stood up in frustration, realizing they had encountered yet another problem.
"Uh... let me give it a try," he said hesitantly. "But I think the signal might be obscured by this snow and rain. If we can get any intermittent signals at all, that would be remarkable." The Anseibo Signal receiver was indeed an advanced frequency device that emitted signals into the air like a signal tower, eliminating the need for physical towers. It relied on a central station to operate and could broadcast signals worldwide at maximum capacity.
However, it was unclear whether this was during Anseibo's downtime; it could be either way. Typically, during severe storms or blizzards, Anseibo's signals tended to slow down significantly.
In such conditions, maintaining Anseibo's signal globally would be challenging; although its speed surpassed light by hundreds of times, many environmental factors on Earth could disrupt such frequencies—especially since it seemed impossible to receive any signals at all right now.
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