Chapter 115 Spreading High Temperature Information

However, the three of them were very calm and did not show any fear.

Zhou Yue stood up and opened the door. There was a big blue turtle lying outside, knocking on the door with its stretched head.

Seeing the door open, it walked around Zhou Yue without hesitation and walked into the house.

However, as soon as the front half of the turtle passed through, the back half was stuck in the door. No matter how hard its two feet tried, it was motionless.

Seeing that the door was about to be broken, Qi Yuan immediately stood up and kicked it out.

There was no other reason for this big turtle to come to the door, most likely it was hungry!

Almost every day, it would drink a small bottle of spiritual liquid, and once it finished drinking, it would find a place to sleep, and come to Qi Yuan when it was hungry.

After drinking for only a few days, its size increased significantly.

The diameter of the turtle's back has exceeded one meter, and its weight has reached more than 100 kilograms, which is more than ten times more than before.

When Qi Yuan saw this scene at first, he was absolutely incredible.

Just a few sips of spiritual liquid every day, it has grown so big so quickly.

If it eats for a few years... well, I will probably be broke.

Even now, this small bottle of spiritual liquid is worth more than dozens of spiritual coins every day, which is enough to make Qi Yuan heartbroken.

And after it grows up, its appetite has increased.

Seeing the little turtle grow into a big turtle, Qi Yuan can't throw it away, it feels like a child growing up.

However, until one time before, Qin Zhenjun saw this little turtle.

After Qin Zhenjun's careful observation, from the patterns on its carapace and belly shell, he found that this big turtle is likely to be over 100 years old.

OK!

Let alone the child, even if he is his grandfather, he is too old!

I just don't know how it has been around for more than a hundred years, but it is only good-level strength, it's really lame.

Look at the golden giant eel, a young man in his 80s, can beat ten black tiger queens!

But this can't be blamed on the spirit turtle.

If it wants to grow, it must use pure spiritual liquid.

But this spiritual liquid does not exist in nature, which causes its growth to be extremely slow.

As for how it reaches the good level of strength?

Needless to say, it must be because he was born at the good level.

Of course, he can also rely on powerful creatures to absorb the spiritual energy they exude, which can also improve his strength.

But where can he find a big enemy who doesn't beat him and lets him absorb it every day?

Only his mother!

Unfortunately, it seems that it has no mother.

Otherwise, why would it fall to this point?

Seeing it coming to the door, Qi Yuan had no choice but to help it get some spiritual liquid.

When it was full, it naturally went to sleep like a turtle.

...

After dinner, Qi Yuan also had a small meeting of the alliance.

Today's successful hunting of the golden giant eel is the first formal cooperation of the five people, and the result is very satisfactory.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the five people gathered in the small group of the alliance on time.

The issue discussed today is about the high temperature problem!

Everyone is very concerned about the upcoming disaster and is making their own preparations.

However, the discussion this time was about whether to tell the news to other survivors.

Qin Zhenjun said: "This news is very important and can save lives. Do you think we should tell it?"

"For us, this matter will not do any harm to anyone. On the contrary, we can get a good reputation. There are hundreds of benefits and no harm." Yang Zhenghe said lightly.

Most survivors may never meet each other until they die, so there is almost no conflict of interest between them.

Qi Yuan thought for a while and said: "In fact, I have thought about it a long time ago. It is meaningless to keep this kind of news in my hands. If telling it out can save more people, you might as well tell other survivors directly."

Others also nodded in agreement.

Now, the number of deaths every day is still high, and the number of humans is decreasing.

At first, everyone could remain calm, and even fight and kill each other.

But humans have reached this situation now, and no one wants their own kind to die out completely.

Qi Yuan continued, "It's just that, although I also want to spread the information, I really don't have a channel."

"If I just post on the forum, it will probably fall into oblivion and will not attract anyone's attention."

"So here, I'm also asking everyone if there is a suitable channel to spread the news."

Speaking of the channel issue, everyone looked at Yang Zhenghe and Zhao Cheng.

They are all leaders of one side, they are strong in themselves and know many people.

Yang Zhenghe thought for a while and said, "If I want to spread this news and let most people know, I think there is one person who can do it."

"Who?"

"..."

...

Not long after, a person named "Zhang Chongyue" appeared in Qi Yuan's friend list.

Zhang Chongyue, Mr. Zhang.

This is a familiar and respectful name.

The first moment he saw this name, Qi Yuan was also stunned.

I didn't expect that such an old man could survive in the foggy world full of dangers.

And, like himself, he is a red-named S-level survivor.

This shocked Qi Yuan very much.

If you want to survive in the foggy world, physical fitness is a very important factor.

Even young and middle-aged people are likely to die in various disasters, not to mention the elderly, the weak, the sick and some vulnerable groups.

Ninety-nine percent of the elderly, disabled, and sick people... died in the first-level cabins two days before arriving in the mist world.

But I didn't expect that old men in their 70s like Mr. Zhang could survive until now.

This made Qi Yuan admire him deeply.

This kind of person must be a person with both wisdom and luck.

Qi Yuan was planning to send a message to ask questions, when the other person sent the message first.

Zhang Zhongyue: "Hello, little friend Qi, I'm very happy to meet you."

"No, it's my honor to meet Mr. Zhang." Qi Yuan said humbly, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, showing enough respect.

Zhang Zhongyue smiled lightly and said, "No need to be polite. I heard that you have something important and you need my help. You might as well tell me."

Seeing that it was about business, Qi Yuan was cautious and said: "The thing is like this, I obtained information about the next disaster through a certain prop."

"What? A disaster?"

Zhang Zhongyue's expression changed drastically, revealing a serious and solemn expression.

"Qi Xiaoyou, do you have any evidence? Or is it just your own guess?"

Qi Yuan did not reply, but sent the information about the prophecy scroll directly to Zhang Zhongyue.

After seeing the information on the scroll and confirming the authenticity of the props, Zhang Zhongyue's eyes became deep.

Qi Yuan said: "This news is very important and should be of great help to other survivors. It's just that I am unable to make the information public due to lack of ability, so I can only trouble you, Mr. Zhang."

"Little friend Qi, this information is so important!"

Zhang Zhongyue said slowly: "Thank you very much for telling me this news. This is a great kindness to all human beings."

"No, it's just a matter of convenience."

"..."

The two chatted for a few more words, and then Zhang Zhongyue hurriedly left and began to prepare for the dissemination of information.

What Qi Yuan didn't expect was that Zhang Zhongyue was so powerful that he could spread the high temperature information to all the survivors in just one night.