Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies-Chapter 226 - Really A Sight to Behold

Chapter 226: Chapter 226: Really, A Sight to Behold

Chapter 226: Chapter 226: Really, A Sight to Behold

“You’re actually a—” woman?

Hearing Jiang Yan’s voice, the “Gypsy” man was surprised for a second, but then his face was full of admiration and incredulity.

Jiang Yan focused on riding her bike, paying no more heed to his words.

After the apocalypse, women faced many more dangers than men.

That’s why when Jiang Yan bought clothes, she chose either unisex or men’s styles.

Fully armed and wrapped up tightly, it was no wonder the other party mistook her for a man at first.

But, after all, they were just strangers who had crossed paths with no real need for explanations.

The man spoke again, “Sister, do you want me to spare some supplies to disguise you? Traveling like that, you actually draw quite a lot of attention.”

“No, thanks,” Jiang Yan replied without hesitation, flatly refusing.

Sister.

This man, quite the conversationalist.

“Rest assured, the stuff I’d give you is all lightweight and won’t take up much space—I’m not scamming you to carry my supplies,” the man said with a sheepish smile, hastening to explain.

Jiang Yan: “Really, it’s not necessary.”

Having said as much, the man had no choice but to take the hint and said, “Oh, alright then.”

The snowy road had been pressed into a rugged icy surface, and the way became more difficult.

“Crunch!”

The “Gypsy” man’s off-road motorcycle slid, and he quickly gripped the handlebars tightly.

After that, the two rode in silence, concentrating on navigating their bikes.

Only the whistling cold wind passed by their ears.

About another hour passed, and the speed of the convoy ahead began to slow.

From the discussions ahead, it seemed like they were nearing the base.

With registration and checks at the entrance, and it being peak time now, progress was slow.

Most people didn’t seem as impatient with the traffic as before the apocalypse; instead, they appeared somewhat excited.

Others were visibly nervous and apprehensive.

It was clear that, like Jiang Yan, there were quite a few people who had been hiding in the mountains or other places during this period.

It was still early, and they were about to reach the base when they saw other survivors; subconsciously, they all felt a bit of excitement.

Of course, none were as eager to greet others as the “Gypsy” man.

Most of them wore expressions full of caution.

On both sides of the road, giant alien ice sculptures, three meters square, began to appear gradually.

From a distance, their purpose was not apparent.

But as they drew closer, it became clear that these were akin to road signs.

Jiang Yan looked at a large block of ice on her right side, where a few characters were neatly engraved: Flame Base Entrance, 3KM.

On the side of the font was an arrow pointing straight ahead.

Jiang Yan thought about these signs, considering their implications.

Judging from this detail, the management of the base was very formal and orderly.

Was the person in charge really that spoiled tyrant, Xue Miaomiao?

She had her doubts.

Continuing forward, a relatively flat expanse of white snowfield came into view.

At the same time, many snow houses appeared.

Crowded together, seemingly endless at a glance.

To Jiang Yan, who was unaccustomed to such structures, they looked like grave mounds at first glance.

Varied in size and disorderly arranged.

They must have been built privately.

And just then, the entire convoy came to a halt.

Not far away, the faint outline of a city wall could be discerned.

Jiang Yan guessed that they had arrived at the entrance to the Flame Base.

The “Gypsy” man also saw this scene and said,

“Sister, are you planning to go straight into the base?”

“I don’t know,” Jiang Yan shook her head.

She had no need to share too much with a stranger who had struck up a conversation out of the blue.

Key point was, both were wearing hats, Snow Goggles, masks, covered up thoroughly, impossible to discern faces beneath.

“Then I suggest you observe and inquire outside the base before deciding,” the man said, his previously teasing tone suddenly becoming serious.

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, “Oh? Why is that?”

“Entering the base requires registration, and you, a single woman, by your stature and voice—it’s clear you’re young, and you could easily be marked—”

The man abruptly cut himself off, realizing his words were somewhat inappropriate, and quickly changed the subject:

“Anyway, just be extra careful when you are traveling alone as a girl. I’ve stayed in a couple of small bases before, where young single women with good figures, well, the outcome wasn’t very pleasant.

If you really want to go in, make sure you gather information and know what kind of taboos there are beforehand.

After all, the culture and conditions in each base are quite different. Of course, if you’re open to certain kinds of work, then just consider what I’ve said as nonsense.”

Jiang Yan couldn’t help but smile.

This guy was quite something.

But her inner vigilance wouldn’t be swayed by a few words, and even if he hadn’t said anything, she would have taken the same precautions.

“Oh, thanks for the heads up,” Jiang Yan said nonchalantly.

“You’re welcome.” The man finished speaking as if he let out a sigh.

The moving line of traffic began to shift again.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yan finally reached the perimeter of the base.

A seven or eight-story tall wall of ice loomed ahead.

If it weren’t for the ice sculpture above the main door bearing the words “Flame Base,”

And the post-apocalyptic context,

Jiang Yan might have felt as if she’d wandered into a magnified version of Harbin’s Ice and Snow World from before the apocalypse.

On top of those ice walls and in some hollowed-out spaces in the middle, every position was manned by a warrior.

Without exception, they were fully armed, each holding a submachine gun.

Looking at them, the deterrent aura was substantial.

Not far from the ice wall, a trench about ten meters wide encircled it.

That trench seemed to be at least twenty or thirty meters deep.

Reinforced with some materials and appearing very smooth,

It was somewhat reminiscent of the moats outside ancient city walls.

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Jiang Yan surmised that the design of this “moat” was probably to prevent encounters with mutated animals.

Of course, she had seen movies before, some sci-fi films that featured such defenses to ward off zombies and the like.

All things considered, compared to the base in Xiangcheng, this one was indeed on a whole different level.

This place was not to be underestimated.

To enter the base, there was a four-lane road leading straight through the ice wall gate.

Ice blocks had been used to construct protective barriers on both sides of the passage.

Cars slowly made their way up.

Before crossing, there was a manual inspection,

Likely to check for flammable or explosive items in the vehicles or luggage.

Several burly warriors armed with guns were leading a few large German Shepherds, scrutinizing each vehicle closely.

These were the first new surviving animals that Jiang Yan had seen again.

Those German Shepherds, most probably mutated, were about the size of an adult pig.

Looking all formidable.

Those entering the base queued for inspection as usual.

For those who temporarily did not enter the base, there were several people nearby wearing cardboard signs to attract customers.

[50g of grain for a night’s stay in a snow house!]

[It’s not that you can’t afford the base, snow houses offer better value for money…]

Jiang Yan looked at these signs and the people who were bearing the brunt of the wind and snow, her gaze slightly frozen.

Suddenly, she had the feeling of intending to go to a scenic area but unexpectedly stumbling upon a country homestay…

It was true what they say, you live and learn.