CHAPTER 282: CHAPTER 126: RETURN, SUPER MIND CULTIVATION TOUR_4

But as it turned out, they honestly came back with a bunch of documents.

"Here you go!"

The young man said sincerely, "This is all the information about the Z1 battery plan."

...

In the following days.

The heavy rain did not stop.

Perfect.

Zhang Feng stayed in the factory, concentrating on memorizing the materials.

Occasionally, he would consult this young ’Genius Chen,’ striving to understand some of the crucial manufacturing concepts.

To prevent going back and just throwing out a pile of materials, and then not knowing anything when asked, it would certainly damage his image as a pioneer.

The necessary persona still needs to be maintained.

And this Genius Chen, he’s a real fucking genius!

Through a few days of conversation.

Zhang Feng learned he was only twenty-three, born when the apocalypse first occurred.

Then with no education available, only a path of escape, he was illiterate until nineteen, when he followed a small team to the subway station.

Afterwards, he got curious about the Z1 battery, which hadn’t been invented long at the time, and tried to disassemble and assemble it on his own.

Since it was his first time, unsurprisingly, he broke it, nearly getting himself blown up.

After that, he was very curious, so he went to the library in the subway station and spent two years self-studying all things related to electricity, math, chemistry, etc.

When the news spread, naturally, such a genius caught the attention of the scientific research team within the subway station.

In the end, Chen the Genius mastered in just two years what took the world more than ten years to study the Z1 technology, and he significantly optimized and improved it.

The Z1 used now is his improved version.

The previous Z1 had only 15% of the current energy.

He researched a cross-era ’high-energy storage material.’

After hearing these things.

Zhang Feng was silent for a moment, feeling like in this adventurous world, perhaps only one person could be compared to him.

That’s the guest of honor.

Also someone who has surpassed the world’s limits and reached an ’extreme’ in a certain field, that kind of obviously ahead of everyone else’s ’extraordinary.’

Such people are actually quite terrifying.

Especially this Genius Chen, he could totally be regarded as a guest of honor in the field of ’science and technology.’

His creativity is astonishing, and so is his destructive power.

But Zhang Feng was happy.

If he encounters him in other adventurous worlds in the future, and given his ’selfless’ nature,

then it’d be great to just copy his work tirelessly.

...

Another day later.

The sky cleared up.

After a day and night of traveling, everyone reached the subway station area by the afternoon of the second day.

They parked the convoy in the shadow of a large building.

Zhang Feng looked forward, a hundred meters away was the subway station, completely fortress-like defense, with construction extending far.

There was even a ’big top’ covering over the entire defense structure.

Boom—

At this moment, when they saw Zhang Feng’s convoy coming over.

A large steel door on the left side opened, and many survivors in heat-resistant suits came out.

"Teacher Chen!"

"Teacher Chen, we’ve been looking for you for so long!"

"If you wanted to go out, just say so. Why did you have to hack the door’s password? We’ve been fixing it for ages..."

They immediately saw the Genius Chen who had already exited the vehicle and ran towards him.

Judging by their looks, they had been searching for days but to no avail, which worried them.

There was no hint of blaming him for breaking the door.

Because after the door was broken, it was closed, locking them in, presumably to prevent them from pursuing too quickly.

Meanwhile, a few people who looked like leaders, holding megaphones, shouted at Zhang Feng and others, "Welcome to the subway station, you have entered the last home of humanity..."

They were very friendly, and in the shadow of the fortress behind them, many other survivors came out to watch the commotion.

They all seemed in good spirits, dressed very civilly, but not seeing the sun daily, their skin looked a bit pale.

"Newcomers again..."

"Welcome to new friends!"

They shouted from afar, and although most were in their thirties or forties, they all had a sense of thriving vitality, the feeling of facing new life, and hope for the future.

Because Genius Chen was their savior, the Z1’s improvement not only changed their lives but also gave them great confidence in the city’s future recovery.

Unlimited solar energy, unlimited electricity, giving them infinite confidence.

Most of the machines have regained their original functions, especially construction machinery.

Their base is expanding, the defenses are expanding, spreading across the entire city.

And seeing that the final destination had been reached, Zhang Feng, thinking he hadn’t yet done photosynthesis today, opened the top of the vehicle and relaxedly basked in the sunlight.

"How can he sunbathe? How can humans sunbathe?" Meanwhile, Genius Chen, seeing Zhang Feng under the scorching sun, suddenly had a bit of a brain freeze, unable to understand this.

"My boss is not only unafraid of the sun..."

"Do you know how heavy a car is?"

The bearded men saw this respected genius shocked, yet they laughed heartily and recounted Zhang Feng’s achievements.

Then Genius Chen was completely dumbfounded, and the people around were also dumbfounded.

But seeing Zhang Feng unafraid of sunlight, they believed it, for even the powerful Sun Beast could not last long under the sun.

And under the sunlight.

Zhang Feng glanced at the direction of the subway station and the dazed crowd.

If it had been when he first arrived here, or in any other survival mode,

Zhang Feng would really want to build and farm.

But now that side has already taken shape, along with the troublesome regulation.

Moreover, there were still more than half a year before he had to return.

So, compared to everyone longing for a cozy home in the apocalypse,

Might as well.

The high temperature, the whitening sun.

Zhang Feng put on his captain’s hat and large sunglasses.

With one hand on the steering wheel, he waved to the bearded man and Genius Chen in the shadows,

"Friends, see you later, I’m off."

Vroom—

Stepping on the gas.

Amidst the tranquil and cracked urban streets of the old high-rises,

Zhang Feng drove off alone, in his car, into the boundless wasteland, under the distant gazes of everyone.