Chapter 789 - 452: Wishing You Health Year After Year

The [Fear] in the Plant Zone, for some unknown reason, fell upon this Tier Three mutated plant.

This gave him a new hypothesis about the rules.

The Rule Stone is merely a tangible carrier of some Celestial Disaster Zone rules, not the source.

So even if he took the [Energy] Stone from the Flood Zone, the Flood Zone still existed, and the [Enlightenment] in the Spore Zone was not limited to just one.

Each major zone might have multiple Rule Stones.

It is the rules that created these distinct and clear-cut Celestial Disaster Zones, and then, through some unknown means, continuously strengthened these rules, consolidating the Celestial Disaster Zones.

And as long as these Celestial Disaster Zones exist, they will continuously generate new Rule Stones.

New Rule Stones will give rise to new Tier Four... even Tier Five life forms.

Isn’t this just a giant Petri dish!

Combining it with the "Twelve Front Lines" hypothesis brought by the Business Alliance, Su Huan felt as if a lightning bolt had exploded in his mind.

Although many edges and corners are still shrouded in a layer of fog.

But an answer is already emerging.

Under the dominance of some will, twelve celestial disasters divided the entire Donghuang, "artificially" creating a huge evolutionary life incubator.

Perhaps subconsciously, he had already had this hypothesis.

Su Huan didn’t have many emotional fluctuations.

After all, he had made his decision long ago.

No matter what is behind this apocalyptic curtain, he will tear it open and take a look.

...

"May 12, 2037, the forest is restless."

"The meaning of pursuing a goal sometimes exceeds the meaning of the goal itself."

...

"May 15, 2037, vibrant life."

"Rushing urgently, the plan to open the Plant Zone is still delayed, and the Mirror encountered the same problem as Lin Xi, unless every skill is precisely matched, the waste of Life Force is unavoidable."

...

"May 21, 2037, vibrant life."

"Lin Jin’s flames became more dangerous, hotter than remembered."

...

"May 25, 2037, vibrant life."

"Yu Yue’s birthday."

Without threats from equally powerful forces behind the scenes, the safe passage plan in the Plant Zone is proceeding smoothly, and the matured Traveler’s Trees have all reached their designated positions.

Those exclusionary vine people were persuaded by the gun barrels to accept the idea of harmonious coexistence with the train.

Moreover, some camps have already relocated next to the Traveler’s Trees, volunteering manpower to build and guard outposts, contributing to the grand enterprise of the train conductor.

The first Traveler’s Tree seedling has already grown.

Because the Crown Pear Tree fell into slumber, the subsequent Traveler’s Trees didn’t grow as smoothly and could only grow slowly.

But that has nothing to do with the Armed Train.

After exceeding the work schedule by over ten days, the train finally reached the last node.

The dining car emitted a warm glow, and the aroma of meat and wine lingered until ten at night.

Xiaozhao scrubbed the grill marks on the stove with a wire ball, He Jie led Qu Hang and a few others to clean up the chairs and leftover drinks, Han Qin helped Yu Yue with the washing, and when the last person left, only the lingering breath of life remained inside the dining car.

The woman quietly returned and took out a palm-sized cake from the oven, glanced at the pretty butter puppy on top, and her apricot eyes sparkled with bright anticipation.

She carried the cake towards the front carriage.

Su Huan had gotten in bed half an hour early; it was an unspoken agreement between the conductor and everyone. For such celebrations, Su Huan would usually leave half an hour early, giving them more space to relax.

Gathering together to eat something delicious has been the most heartwarming entertainment since the apocalypse.

Just closing his eyes, Su Huan felt the weight on his bed shift as someone’s wet lips lightly pecked his cheek.

His palm naturally rested on a soft waistline; there was already a slight curve on the abdomen.

The woman’s body had evenly distributed fat; no matter where he touched, it was never uncomfortable.

"What’s up?"

"Today is my birthday."

The woman’s voice was extremely soft, carrying a hint of breathiness.

Su Huan opened his eyes and saw the woman sitting gracefully on top of him, holding a palm-sized cream cake in her hands.

Puzzled, he asked, "Didn’t we just eat dinner?"

"Celebrating a birthday isn’t just about getting together and eating dinner."

"What else do you need?"

"Eating cake and making a wish are the key steps."

His dark eyes glanced at the cream cake, and his slender eyebrows stretched slightly, it seemed right.

"How do I do it?"

"Help me light the candles first."

With a flick of his fingertips, Su Huan lit the "31" numerical candles along with the snow-white cream Dalmatian beside it.

And Yu Yue’s bright and sparkling eyes.

Su Huan slightly sat up, leaning against the headboard behind him, the woman in front of him was illuminated by the candlelight, radiating a mixed divine and maternal glow.

Leaving him feeling a little itchy inside.

"Su Huan."

"Mm?"

The man raised his eyelids slightly.

The woman leaned down to hug him, her eyes extraordinarily gentle.

"I feel very lucky."

Su Huan withdrew his hand downward and stroked the woman’s smooth hair.

"Don’t smear the cake on my head."

"And don’t get it on the bedding."

"Just talk, why did you bite me!"

The woman angrily got up and let the man hold the cake.

Then clasped her hands together, murmuring.

"I hope Su Huan can live healthily and keep living on, forever and ever."

Upon hearing the gentle sound like mosquitoes, Su Huan was momentarily stunned, "Isn’t it said that if you say your wish out loud, it doesn’t count?"

Yu Yue’s apricot eyes smiled with a touch of persistence, "Then I will wish you health every year."

The flame was extinguished, and yet a storm brewed in his dark eyes.

The uneaten cake was placed by the bed, and the gray blanket rose and fell like waves.

Evidently, its owner found something tastier than cake.

...

With the lessons learned from the Spore Zone, the train did not rashly enter the Rust Area, still suspended over the Plant Zone.

A squad of twenty armed soldiers stood vigilant at the gangway.

A group of experts led by Director Xu was wrapped tightly in Tier Three Guardian, walking through the last patch of forest, heading towards the edge of the Rust Area.

After walking for a full half-hour, they finally saw the soldiers who came to meet them.

They were surrounded by a ruin of buildings, the train conductor hovering overhead, Xiaoba sitting on the ruins, frowning in contemplation, with a rusty metal piece at his feet.

As soon as Director Xu exited the Plant Zone, he removed his Power Armor.

Within this short time, a thin layer of rust had already formed on the surface of the Power Armor.

The degree of corrosion made Director Xu’s expression somewhat grave.

The Acid Rain Zone couldn’t reach this level of corrosion speed, let alone when Tier Three Guardian uses Tier Two material shell, mixed with countless high-tier materials inside, yet even in this time, the corrosion was this severe.

Director Xu led a group of researchers behind Xiaoba, who was peeling layer after layer off the metal brick in his hands, but no matter how much was peeled away, the inside showed signs of rust, like an old ship soaked in seawater for years, the material corroded beyond recognition.

"Director Xu..."

Director Xu’s eyes were heavy, "Cut open the entire metal brick directly."

Xiaoba followed suit, slicing the metal brick in half, a large handful of dark red metal powder spilled out.

Blown by the wind, it covered the entire ruin.

Su Huan happened to descend from the sky, looking at everyone, "Have you figured out the principle of the Rust Area?"

Xiaoba crushed the remaining rusted chunks in his hand, pondering, "Rust does not start from the outside, but from inside the metal."

Su Huan turned to Director Xu, "Can the train pass through?"

Director Xu shook his head, "This does not conform to basic principles; it must be due to rules, even if the train’s insulation layer is thickened, as long as it contains metal, it absolutely cannot pass through."

Su Huan licked his lips and looked toward the distant frozen wasteland.

After exiting the Plant Zone, the temperature dropped by a few degrees again, already around freezing point, and the view was completely unobstructed.

An expanse of desolation, even worse than the Storm Zone.

This damned rule again.