Chapter 894 Delivering Goods in a Small Village

To the north of Jialongpo, the rugged Daxueshan area is also one of the safe areas. This is a spectacle in the doomsday. It is hard to imagine that it survived the catastrophe unscathed.

The Skywatcher descends slowly from a high altitude. Bubbles sent a signal to the small airport at the col, indicating that the couriers had arrived, purely for delivery, with no malice in mind.

Xu Cheng slowly pressed down on the joystick to reduce the engine horsepower, allowing the shuttle to fall at a constant speed as much as possible.

The airport is paved with a simple concrete runway, with snow-covered forest growing wildly on both sides, which is completely incomparable with the airport in Jialongpo.

"We're here." Bubble excitedly announced to the crew members.

Sisters Lianhua and Shahua frequently looked at the silent forest on both sides of the runway. The frost and snow condensed on the emerald green leaves, which looked extraordinarily quiet 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 treat.

Two monks guarding the airport walked over quickly, their dark red robes swaying violently with their movements. They looked up at the exquisite and advanced Sky Surveyor. Compared with the old and damaged aircraft of the messenger, there is a huge difference.

Xu Cheng subconsciously walked over and wanted to open the door, but suddenly it wobbled.

"Quack?" She rubbed her head, never feeling so confused.

"This is a high-altitude area, please take the medicine before leaving." Ming Gongqiao took out the medicine from the onboard medical kit and distributed it to the crew members who were overwhelmed by excitement.

Xu Cheng raised the purple capsule in his hand to a high place.

--scanning--

Name: "Highland Flat" High Altitude Adaptation Capsules

Introduction: An advanced drug that can assist adaptation to plateau climate, developed by Hart Medical Company, triggers the upregulation of erythropoietin and other signaling factors when oxygen levels drop, regulates hematocrit levels, improves oxygen utilization efficiency, and minimizes high altitude exposure adverse effects, including hypoxia, hyperventilation, headache, insomnia, and chest tightness.

Threat Level: None

--Finish--

Sisters Lianhua and Shahua were very happy. After taking the medicine, they went down to see the snow. They were sealed in Jialongpo for six years and couldn't see any shadow of snow. Now they can feast their eyes.

Xu Cheng also took the medicine, and then went down to see the monks in the Snow Mountain.

"Mercy," said a mechanical monk.

After the catastrophe, the spiritual world of many people was greatly shattered, and a sect that hoped for technological nirvana was born.

Most people gathered in the Daxueshan area, because it was unharmed in the catastrophe, which was shocking. Among them, those with the deepest cultivation will upload their consciousness to the Internet domain, enter the state of enlightenment, and get rid of the attachment to the world and the world.

The monk in front of him seemed to be a member of the mechanical Buddhism. He shaved his head and wore a monk's robe intertwined with burnt orange and saffron colors. Sensors, wires and connection ports were built into the clothes. His limbs and face were alloy and plastic, and his eyes had been optical implants with indigo irises.

"Quack." Xu Cheng handed the trade 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 receipt, Xu Cheng's cash card suddenly had 20,000 more funds, which was regarded as the first order delivered.

"The poor monk's name is Huaizang, and this is my younger brother Ming Gao." Monk Huaizang saluted Xu Cheng, and then introduced another mechanical monk beside her.

Another monk named Ming Gao made more radical modifications, with several mechanical ports on his right arm for the connection of circuits and data lines. His body was already a heavy machine, leaving only a brain covered in electrodes floating in a tank of biological solution above his head. Antennas and signal transmitters are implanted in the spine, and the design is quite exquisite.

"Wow..." Bubble looked at Ming Gao in amazement, "Why did he transform into this?"

"Junior Brother Ming Gao 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, "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 unload the cargo from the Skywatcher and loaded it onto the monks' own nuclear-powered tricycle.

Huai Zang sat on the driver's seat of the tricycle, and invited Xu Cheng and Pao Pao to sit in the back cockpit.

"I'll send the goods to the village. Brother Minggao went to the monastery to ask if you have a chance to meet the new Buddha." Huai Zang said.

"Do you still want to apply?" Bubble asked, "We are good boys."

"The new Buddha only saves predestined people." Huai Zang said.

"Then, shall we separate?" Bubbles turned his head.

"Yes, separation is a reasonable strategy, and someone needs to guard the shuttle." Ming Gongqiao turned to look at the sky watcher, valuable goods must not be lost.

"We can have a snowball fight nearby." Lianhua was about to submerge her sister Shahua in the snow.

"Hey..." Shahua looks like a poor dementia most of the time.

After the agreement was made, Ming Gongqiao and sister Lianhua stayed at the airport to guard the shuttle, while Xu Cheng and Pao Pao went to see Budan Village in Daxue Mountain.

The manipulator held 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 goods from the winding forest road to the village in the safe zone.

Xu Cheng took a deep breath, because he had taken anti-altitude sickness medicine, so his lungs didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She saw that there were many steep slopes in the forest, and the trees grew crookedly on the cliffs that were almost perpendicular to the ground.

The temples of mechanical monks are distributed in higher places. The wooden buildings are already weathered, with sloping roofs. Most of the buildings are located between higher cliffs and green forests. The old rocks around are quiet and silent, as if hundreds of thousands of years have passed. Eternal years. There is another huge white signal tower at the top, which breaks the original appearance of the place and seems to be able to send and receive signals outside the safe zone.

On the forked road in the mountain, Huaizang drove the car down the mountain, while his junior brother Ming Gao walked up the sloping stone steps and returned to the monastery, ready 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." Huaizang said.

"Quack." This is indeed an ancient place, too old. Xu Cheng glanced at the road, the road was paved with cobblestones, rough and difficult to navigate, making the car shake all the way, she and Pao Pao held each other's hands tightly.

Colorful prayer flags were erected on both sides of the road. They swayed in the wind, and their faded paint soaked into the earth, like tears of seven colors drying on the snow and mud.

The village of Budan is located in the middle of the snow-capped mountains, and the smoke from the cooking can be seen in the distance.

The tricycle stopped at the entrance of the village, and people waved to the monk Huai Zang. They seemed to have taken refuge from different regions and had adapted to life in the plateau and snow-capped mountains. Most of their clothes were homemade cotton padded clothes and yak wool sweaters. The chemical fiber clothing and blended fabrics produced by industrial civilization have become precious items, such as down jackets, jackets and high-end fur clothing, which are like heirlooms and are reluctant to wear all year round.

"Six o'clock is auspicious and full of Dharma joy. Two messengers have come." Huaizang got off the tricycle, clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, bowed slightly, and introduced to the villagers.

"messenger?"

"Messenger! Great!"

"Something to eat has entered the village!"

"People from outside!" The villagers were very happy, and they turned their attention to Xu Cheng and Pao Pao sitting on the tricycle, especially the large amount of goods they were sitting on, which were stored in special metal transport boxes.

People here are so young. Xu Cheng saw them. There are no old men at all, and the oldest person seems to be in his 30s or 40s. Could it be that everyone here will rejuvenate? Or is it because of the primitive and simple life, so everyone has a good face?

She and Pao Pao jumped down from the cargo box and helped the villagers unload the goods. The monks paid for the supplies for the village.

Pickled food, packaged food, instant noodles, jerky, 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 work hard in front of this robot.

Xu Cheng and Pao Pao wandered around the village. Many of the buildings here are original, with intricate wood carvings adorning the tops, and patterns of animals and lotuses drawn with crooked lines.

At the gates of some houses, villagers use fresh juniper branches and yak butter lamps as small altars that are always lit, shining golden light and filling the air with the smell of sesame oil.

What are they worshiping? Xu Cheng didn't know. It seems to be a mountain god, does the mountain also have a god?

"This place seems to have transcended time." Bubble strolled in the village.

Xu Cheng looked around. The villagers did their best to survive in the post-war snow-capped mountains, collecting firewood, opening up fields, and raising animals. They have already established a considerable herd. In the wooden fences, there are big black pigs, hairy goats, and wolf dogs. It's as if they've re-domesticated animals in the past few years.

Many of the buildings are dilapidated, having weathered many winters, with cracked walls repaired with planks, mud and rock. Bright red monk robes are hung on the door of many houses, even if they don't pay homage to Buddha.

Xu Cheng came to the edge of the village and looked far away. The mountains stood like jagged spires under the water-colored sky. The snow-capped peaks shone in the rosy dusk. Among them was a crystal-diamond-like mountain that was particularly eye-catching, as if embedded in the sky. between mountains.

She took a breath of fresh air and gazed at the vast gap between the village and the snow-capped mountains beyond, filled with coniferous forests and rocky cliffs.

This place is so beautiful and peaceful, completely uninvaded by fog and monster invasion, the world seems to be conceived and reborn in this tall snow mountain.

Standing next to Xu Cheng, Pao Pao saw the snow-capped mountains in the distance and was shocked by its magnificence.

"Little quack..." Pao Pao'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, under the finger.

Xu Cheng saw that from the edge of the village where they were standing to the distant forest, there were many dense figures in red robes, like sitting people! There are a lot of them, at least 500, and they are everywhere. The furthest ones may have gone to the snow-capped mountains dozens of miles away, forming a small red dot under the white foothills.

Soon Bubble came to his senses, these are dead people.