Chapter 839: New Mission, the Eight Years of the Wasteland! Part 3

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was silent throughout the night.

Early the following day, Su Mo opened his eyes at seven in the morning as usual to his biological clock.

“Ugh. My waist is sore!”

After lying on the stiff seats all night, Su Mo felt the pain of ordinary people once again without having the help of psychic energy water.

“Haha. Youzong, it’s obvious you don’t take the train very often. We are all used to it.”

Sitting not far away, Gong Liang, who had just washed his face with water, turned around with a smile.

“There is still two and a half days’ journey to Heaven’s Origin. It’s not that close.”

Huang Qing sat up and interrupted with undisguised tiredness on her face.

Anyone who often rode in the train knew that it was inevitable to feel mentally exhausted over time, no matter if one lay down, sat, or did whatever made them feel most comfortable.

“After returning to the territory this time, I want to sleep for two days straight!”

Taking the breakfast served for free on the train, Chen Yongkang returned from the front of the carriage with enough food for everyone.

“Thanks!”

After taking the portion that belonged to him and Huang Xiaojuan, Su Mo casually glanced through the food and was surprised.

It was expected to have free meals on a train ride. After all, most people traveling long distances needed warm breakfasts to soothe their souls.

Surprisingly, the quality of the food was outstanding.

Everyone had a steamed bun, a fresh meat bun, a plate of pickles, and a hard-boiled egg.

“This is a compensation meal. If an accident occurs on the train, the meals will be upgraded throughout the journey.”

Chen Yongkang, who was beside him, explained after seeing Su Mo’s doubtful expression.

The wasteland’s train tickets were not cheap. According to the purchasing power and market prices, the current ticket to Heaven’s Origin would equal a family of three in Green Fruit Territory to work hard for five years to afford it.

Therefore, to ensure enough sales for railway maintenance, the person in charge would do his best in his effort to reduce the impact of scandals on the train.

“It’s heartfelt!”

Su Mo woke up Huang Xiaojuan, still asleep, and picked up a water basin to get hot water.

After washing up, he returned to his seat to have breakfast. This marked the beginning of a new day in the wasteland.

“Mr. Gong, do you have a record of the disasters that happened in the wasteland?”

After getting acquainted the previous day, Su Mo was more straightforward and not cautious as he sat beside Gong Liang to ask for information.

Unfortunately, eight years had passed in the wasteland.

Most people remembered the disasters that happened in the past two years. However, anything further back than that, most of them had vague memories, and it was hard to recall specific details.

Unexpectedly, Gong Liang remembered the disasters in the New World’s early stages because of Su Mo’s disappearance.

“When the New World was opened up, there was a winter disaster. It consisted of blizzards, heavy rains, and an ultra-low temperature of minus forty degrees. After the ultra-low temperatures,Almighty Su completely disappeared from the wasteland.

“After the winter disaster, the game started the summer disaster again because there was too much snow. I remember that it was much simpler in the earlier stages of this disaster. IT was just a continuous high temperature, with the highest temperature of about fifty degrees.

“However, large amounts of snow began to melt, which caused a terrifying flash flood., With the expansion of the mountains, the flood had reached every part of the New World.

“Look over there. That big river was formed when the snow melted, and the earthquakes struck the New World.”

Pointing to the long river looming in the distance, Gong Liang explained very leisurely.

Although he was in the Deep Sea and not in the New World back then, he spoke as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

“As for the summer disaster, there were a lot more problems that came. One moment, it was a large-scale plague. Another moment, it would be a hurricane sweeping the New World.”

Thinking of this, Gong Liang turned to check with Huang Qing before he continued.

“These were not the most terrifying disasters in the first year. The one that hit us hard was the disaster of a change in physical properties.

“When this disaster first struck, no one really bothered much about it and regarded it as a small disaster that we could all get through easily.

“However, subsequent studies made it clear that the disaster greatly reduced ordinary iron and copper rigidity. The ambitious foreign races saw it as an opportunity and launched attacks.

“They took advantage of the disaster when our guns, weapons, cannons, and other things were ineffective due to the physical property changes of iron and copper, knowing that our threat to them was significantly reduced.

“A war was initiated by the largest foreign races, the Celestials, ranked number one, resulting in a war between races within the New World. This war affects almost all human territories.

“Heaven’s Origin was the center of their attacks, and about one hundred thousand foreigner soldiers surrounded the territory.

“Unfortunately for them…”

Seeing that Chen Yongkang also came over curiously, Gong Liang showed a hint of pride. After deliberately hooking their interest, he said proudly, “This war was a test for Heaven’s Origin and the opportunity for humans to take a great step forward!

“No one would’ve imagined that only after one year of development, we’ve already possessed a large number of high-performance weapons that could be used against enemies. Although the territory was at only five thousand people at that time, the one hundred thousand foreign races could not get through the outer defenses of the territory, suffering from heavy casualties.”

Gong Lian’s face showed regret for not being able to witness the war with his own eyes.

Even though they heard it from another person’s narration, they could vaguely sense the tragedy and mighty sight of that battle.

Despite that, it could not make up for the regret everyone felt for not witnessing the legendary and historical moment.

“Since the war, no foreign race dared to provoke us with the demise of the Celestials. The foreign races and humans had also entered a relatively long period of standstill.

“It was not until we humans from the Deep Sea landed on the New World, turning the situation around and maintaining it until right now.”

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