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Moreover, the methods your grandfather taught you are all from an old Chinese medicine perspective. I hope you can apply them and carry on this knowledge, protecting A-Feng and yourself as well.
After saying this, Old Cabbage Head took a moment to light a cigarette, then quietly turned away. His silhouette revealed a deep sense of reluctance and strength, making every effort not to let tears fall, silently hiding the weight of expectation and the pain of parting deep within his heart.
Grandpa, I will. You must also take care of yourself until we return.
A Yan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked over to Leng Fengyang. The determination in her gaze told Leng Fengyang that she was ready for this journey filled with knowledge and danger.
"Follow me."
Old Cabbage Head led the two deeper into the cave. Suddenly, they heard a low rumble of machinery turning, signaling the opening of something significant.
In an instant, the right stone wall slid open quietly, revealing a heavy stone door that appeared with a loud crash, letting out a cool breeze and a glimmer of light.
"Children, this leads to the surface. As for whether it is safe up there, that depends on your fortune."
Old Cabbage Head's words were filled with deep emotion and expectation. He then struck his palm against Leng Fengyang's hand with force, transmitting a silent strength between them.
Next, he gently embraced A Yan, his eyes filled with reluctance and encouragement. In the dim light, he quietly watched as the two young figures gradually merged into the boundless darkness, silently praying for them.
The moment Leng Fengyang returned to the surface, he felt an indescribable surge of excitement and relief. Having been ambushed yet managing to escape death made him cherish this hard-won life even more.
He understood that his ability to evade misfortune meant there was a mission waiting for him. As a Grave Hunter, protecting humanity and seeking hope was an unshakable responsibility.
At this moment, Leng Fengyang had only one thought in mind: to catch up with the team ahead as quickly as possible.
Leng Fengyang and A Yan navigated through the ruins, surrounded by broken walls and remnants of what once was—a silence now enveloped what had been a bustling place.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, their shadows stretched long behind them, as if they were the only living beings leaving marks in this apocalyptic world.
"We need to find a vehicle; only then can we catch up with the team faster."
Leng Fengyang's voice was low yet firm, his gaze piercing through the mist ahead as if he could see far beyond.
A Yan nodded. She understood Leng Fengyang's urgency and what finding that vehicle meant for them.
As darkness fell and after trudging through several difficult miles on foot, Leng Fengyang realized that A Yan was nearing her limit. They needed to find a hidden place to rest for the night.
At that moment, A Yan caught sight of an indistinct outline ahead. She whispered softly, "It seems there’s a factory up ahead that hasn’t completely collapsed."
As they approached, an aged building came into view. Its outer wall bore a sign that hung precariously; though its letters were faded, it still faintly read "Automobile Factory," hinting at its former glory.
"That should be an automobile factory. It looks like we'll have to make do here for the night," Leng Fengyang said gently, subtly probing for A Yan's opinion.
However, A Yan had already understood the situation. She smiled slightly, her eyes filled with acceptance of the current state and trust in Leng Fengyang: "You don't need to look at me; just decide. In this apocalyptic world, having a corner where we can temporarily escape the storm is a great fortune and comfort."
With that, the two shared a silent understanding and stepped into the abandoned car factory that held a brief moment of peace, preparing to spend this extraordinary night together.
As night fell, the old car factory appeared particularly eerie under the moonlight. The iron gate was ajar, and the wind whistled through the dilapidated metal roof, sounding like the wails of this steel forest.
Leng Fengyang gripped the blood-stained rebar tightly in his hand; it was a testament to countless battles against mutated species and his most trusted weapon. A Yan followed closely behind him, feeling somewhat anxious. This was her first time without her loved ones by her side, needing to face the unknown ahead alone.
Upon entering the factory, a musty smell mixed with rusted metal overwhelmed them. Surrounding them were scattered remnants of abandoned cars—some twisted and deformed, others entangled in vines, creating an exceptionally bizarre scene.
Leng Fengyang and A Yan carefully navigated through the wreckage, wary of disturbing anything lurking nearby. Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the shadows, followed by several mutated spiders darting out with astonishing speed.
Leng Fengyang reacted swiftly; with a swing of the rebar, several small spiders were sent flying. However, they did not retreat but instead charged at him even more frantically.
But this was just the beginning. As they ventured deeper, a giant mutated black spider crawled out from beneath a scrapped truck. Its jet-black shell glimmered coldly in the moonlight, and its eight eyes sparkled with greedy light.
Clearly, it had set its sights on the two living beings before it as a feast for the night. Yet it seemed particularly fixated on unarmed A Yan.
Just as the giant spider opened its menacing jaws to launch a fatal attack on A Yan, Leng Fengyang stepped forward, instantly transforming into a guardian knight, displaying a heroic spirit that was truly moving.
He sprang into action like a cheetah, standing back-to-back with A Yan. The two shared an unspoken understanding; their gazes exchanged boundless courage and trust.
"Find somewhere to hide," Leng Fengyang instructed. Gripping the rebar tightly in his hand, that once inconspicuous tool seemed to come alive under his command, glowing with a blood-red light as if it were about to slice through the night sky like lightning.
He took a deep breath, gathering all his strength. At the moment when the spider was about to pounce, he leaped up fiercely; the rebar became a sharp crimson arc that struck precisely at the giant black spider's vital point.
The air was thick with tension and determination; each clash echoed loudly around them. Yet Leng Fengyang's movements were swift and precise, flawless in execution.
After an intense battle filled with heart-stopping moments, the once-mighty giant black spider let out a desperate roar before its massive body collapsed under Leng Fengyang's relentless assault, unable to move again—leaving only silence in its wake.
A Yan finally calmed down from her shock and cautiously returned to Leng Fengyang's side.
A detection revealed a quantity of scrap steel in tons, plastic in pounds, rubber in kilograms, aluminum alloy in kilograms, glass in square meters, electronic components in pieces, and several other auxiliary materials. The preliminary estimate indicated that it was enough to manufacture a tank.
"Shall we proceed with the manufacturing now?"
The system prompted, and it was Leng Fengyang's first attempt to use it. With a thought, Leng Fengyang agreed to the production.
A few minutes later, behind the corpse of the Giant Spider, a seemingly intact tank quietly stood there. Although the materials of the vehicle appeared somewhat worn, the dust on the engine cover seemed unable to completely hide its former glory.
Leng Fengyang felt a surge of joy and quickly approached, jumping into the driver's seat. He connected the power supply and attempted to start the engine.
With a deep roar, the tank slowly awakened, its headlights cutting through the darkness and illuminating the road ahead.
Not bad luck; there was even half a tank of fuel!
A Yan exclaimed, glancing at Leng Fengyang beside her. She smiled sweetly, and all fatigue and fear seemed to dissipate in that moment.
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