To the north of Jialongpo, the rugged Snow Mountain area is also one of the safe areas. This is a wonderful scene in the apocalypse. It is hard to imagine that it survived the catastrophe unscathed.
The sky surveyor slowly descended from high altitude. Bubble sent a signal to the small airport at the mountain col, indicating that the couriers had arrived. They were just delivering goods and had no malicious intentions.
Xu Cheng slowly pressed down the joystick, reduced the engine power, and allowed the shuttle to fall as evenly as possible.
The airport has a simple cement runway and is flanked by randomly growing snow-covered forestland. It is completely incomparable to the airport in Jialongpo.
"We're here." Bubble announced excitedly to the crew members.
Sisters Lianhua and Shahua frequently looked at the silent forest on both sides of the runway. Frost and snow condensed on the green leaves, which looked particularly peaceful and beautiful in this cold spring. After leaving the hustle and bustle of Jialongpo, they could see this original ecology with their own eyes.
The snow-capped mountains are a kind of enjoyment.
Two monks guarding the airport hurried over, their dark red robes swaying violently with their movements. They looked up at the exquisite and advanced-looking Sky Surveyor. Its body was brand new and had not been damaged or worn out during the long journey. It was unique and unique.
Compared with the old and damaged aircraft of the Messenger, the difference is huge.
Xu Cheng subconsciously walked over and wanted to open the door, but suddenly it staggered.
"Huh?" She rubbed her head, never feeling so confused.
"This is a high-altitude area, please take medicine before leaving." Ming Gongqiao took out medicines from the onboard medical kit and distributed them to the crew members who were distracted by excitement.
Xu Cheng raised the purple capsule in his hand to a high place.
--scanning--
Name: "Gaoyuanping" high altitude adaptation capsule
Introduction: Advanced drugs that can help adapt to the plateau climate, developed by Mulu Medical Company, trigger the upregulation of erythropoietin and other signaling factors when oxygen levels drop, regulate hematocrit levels, improve oxygen utilization efficiency, and minimize high-altitude exposure.
Adverse effects include hypoxia, hyperventilation, headache, insomnia and chest tightness.
Threat level: None
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Sisters Lianhua and Shahua were very happy. After taking the medicine, they went down to see the snow. They had been sealed in Jialongpo for six years and could not see any snow. Now they can feast their eyes on it.
Xu Cheng also took the medicine, and then went down to see the snow-capped mountain monks.
"Mercy," said one of the mechanical monks.
After the catastrophe, the spiritual world of many people was greatly shattered, and a sect that placed its hope in technological nirvana was born.
Most people have gathered in the Snowy Mountains area, because it is unharmed in the catastrophe, which is shocking. Among them, those with the deepest cultivation will upload their consciousness to the Internet realm, enter a state of enlightenment, and get rid of the worldly world.
attachment.
The monk in front of him seems to be a member of the Mechanical Buddhism. He has a shaved head and wears a burnt orange and saffron robe. The clothes have built-in sensors, wires and connection ports. His limbs and face are made of alloy and plastic.
The eyes are already optical implants with indigo irises attached.
"Guagua." Xu Cheng handed the transaction list to the monk, which included 20 bags of seeds, 20 bags of tools and 400 kilograms of dried fruits, vegetables and meat.
After the monk finished counting and signed for the goods, Xu Cheng's cash card suddenly had 20,000 more funds, and the first order was considered completed.
"The poor monk's name is Huai Zang, and this is my junior brother Ming Gao." Monk Huai Zang saluted Xu Cheng, and then introduced another mechanical monk to her.
Another monk named Ming Gao had a more radical transformation. His right arm was covered with a number of mechanical ports for connecting circuits and data lines. His body was already a heavy machine, leaving only a brain float covered with electrodes.
In the biological solution tank above the head, antennas and signal transmitters are implanted in the spine. The design is quite exquisite.
"Wow..." Bubble looked at Minggao in surprise, "Why did he change like this?"
"Junior Brother Minggao wants to prove one thing to people: the so-called body is just a container for the spirit." Huai Zang nodded to Xu Cheng and Pao Pao, "Next, we will transport these goods to the village and distribute them to everyone."
Ming Gao was so powerful that he used his own robotic arm to lower the cargo from the Sky Patroller and load it onto the monks' own nuclear-powered tricycle.
Huai Zang sat in the driver's seat of the tricycle and invited Xu Cheng and Pao Pao to sit in the cockpit behind.
"I will deliver the goods to the village, and Junior Brother Minggao will go to the monastery to ask if you have a chance to see the new Buddha." Huai Zang said.
"Do you still want to apply?" Paopao asked, "We are good kids."
"The new Buddha only saves those who are destined to be together." Huai Zang said.
"Then, shall we separate?" Bubble turned his head.
"Yes, separation is a reasonable strategy. Someone needs to guard the shuttle." Hades Qiao turned his head to look at the sky patroller. The valuable goods could not be lost.
"We can just have a snowball fight nearby." Lianhua prepared to drown her sister Shahua in the snow.
"Hehe..." Shahua looks like a pitiful idiot most of the time.
After the agreement was made, Ming Gongqiao and the Lianhua sisters stayed at the airport to guard the shuttle, while Xu Cheng and Pao Pao went to visit Budan Village in the Snowy Mountains.
The hidden manipulator grasped the handle of the nuclear-powered tricycle, stepped on the accelerator pedal, and the miniature nuclear-powered engine roared, urging the vehicle to pull the cargo from the winding forest road to the village in the safe zone.
Xu Cheng took a deep breath. Because she had taken anti-altitude sickness medicine, her lungs did not feel so uncomfortable. She saw many steep slopes in the forest, and trees grew crookedly on cliffs that were almost vertical to the ground.
Temples of mechanical monks are scattered in higher places. The wooden buildings have been weathered and the roofs are sloping. Most of the buildings are located between higher cliffs and green forests. The old rocks around are silent and silent, as if hundreds of thousands of years have passed.
Eternal times. There is another huge white signal tower at the top, breaking the original style of the place. It seems that it can send and receive signals outside the safe zone.
On the fork in the mountain, Huai Zang drove the car down the mountain, while his junior brother Ming Gao walked up the sloping stone steps and returned to the monastery, preparing to consult the new Buddha to see if he would allow Xu Cheng and the others to enter the monastery.
"The former monks have lived here for more than 500 years," Huai Zang said.
"Quick." This is indeed an ancient place, too old. Xu Cheng glanced at the road. The road was paved with pebbles and was rugged and difficult to navigate. The car kept shaking all the way. She and Paopao had to hold on tightly.
Hold each other's hands.
Pieces of colorful prayer flags were erected on both sides of the road. They swayed in the wind, and the faded paint penetrated into the earth, like seven-colored tears drying on the snow and soil.
Boudan Village is located in the snow-capped mountains, and the smoke from cooking stoves can be seen in the distance.
The tricycle stopped at the entrance of the village, and people waved to the monk Huazang. They all seemed to have come to seek refuge from different areas and had adapted to life in the snow-capped mountains of the plateau. Most of their clothes were homemade cotton coats and yak wool sweaters. Produced by industrial civilization.
Chemical fiber clothing and blended fabrics have become precious items, such as down jackets, jackets and high-end fur clothing. They are like family heirlooms that you can’t bear to wear all year round.
"The six o'clock is auspicious, and the Dharma is full of joy. Two messengers are here." Huai Zang got off the tricycle, clasped his hands, lowered his eyes, bowed slightly, and introduced to the villagers.
"messenger?"
"Messenger! Great!"
"We have something to eat in the village!"
"People from outside!" The villagers were very happy and turned their attention to Xu Cheng and Paopao sitting on the tricycle, especially the large amount of goods they were sitting on, which were stored in special metal transport boxes.
The people here are so young. When Xu Cheng saw them, there were no old people at all. The oldest person seemed to be in his thirties or forties. Could it be that everyone here would rejuvenate? Or is it because the life is primitive and simple, so everyone has their own beauty skills?
She and Paopao jumped off the cargo boxes and helped the villagers unload the supplies. The monks paid for these supplies to help the village.
Pickled food, packaged food, instant noodles, dried meat, freeze-dried vegetables, dried fruits, grain seeds, various tools... The villagers moved them off the tricycle and sent them to the warehouse near the entrance of the village. A robot wearing a fur hat was in charge.
To register the entry and exit of goods, people walked back and forth in front of this robot, working hard.
Xu Cheng and Paopao walked around the village. Many of the buildings here are original, with complex wood carvings decorated on top, and animal and lotus patterns drawn with twisted lines.
At the door of some houses, villagers used fresh juniper branches and yak oil lamps as small, ever-lit sacrificial altars, which shone with golden light and filled the air with the smell of sesame oil.
What are they worshiping? Xu Cheng doesn't know. It seems to be a mountain god. Do mountains also have gods?
"This place seems to transcend time." Paopao walked in the village.
Xu Cheng looked around. The villagers did their best to survive in the snow-capped mountains after the war. They kept collecting firewood, opening fields, and raising animals. They already had a considerable herd. There were large black pigs, hairy, in the wooden fence.
goats and wolfdogs, as if they had domesticated animals again in the past few years.
Many buildings are dilapidated and have experienced many cold winters. The cracked walls have been repaired with wooden boards, mud and rocks. Bright red monks' robes are hung at the door of many houses, even if they are not worshiping Buddha.
Xu Cheng came to the edge of the village and looked far into the distance. The mountains stood like jagged spiers under the water-colored sky. The snow-capped peaks sparkled in the rose-colored dusk. Among them, there was a crystal diamond-like mountain that was particularly beautiful and eye-catching, as if inlaid in the sky.
Between the mountains.
She took a breath of fresh air and stared at the vast void between the village and the distant snow-capped mountains, filled with coniferous forests and rocky cliffs.
It's so beautiful and peaceful here, not invaded by fog or monsters at all. The world seems to have been nurtured and reborn in these tall snowy mountains.
Standing next to Xu Cheng, Paopao saw the snow-capped mountains in the distance and was shocked by their magnificence.
"Xiaogua..." Paopao's heart beat faster and he turned to talk to Xu Cheng.
"Quack?" Xu Cheng suddenly noticed a motionless figure at the bottom of the cliff.
"Look, look." Bubble also saw it, underneath his finger.
Xu Cheng saw that from the edge of the village where they were standing to the distant forest, there were many densely packed figures in red robes, like people sitting down! There were a lot of them, at least more than 500, and they were everywhere, even as far away as possible.
It walked to the snow-capped mountains dozens of miles away, forming a small red dot under the white foothills.
Soon Paopao came to his senses, these were all dead people.