Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies-Chapter 146 - : A Cat with a Treasure Box?

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: A Cat with a Treasure Box?

Sun Jingtao’s solemn thoughts had ebbed away as the raft neared the shopping center by the residential complex.

“Xiao Ye, have we figured out our speed yet?” he asked.

“Yes, it’s about six kilometers per hour. Brother Tao, you and Brother Zhao try to maintain this speed,” Ye Qing replied, then immediately directed,

“Turn right, continue at a thirty-degree angle for three minutes.”

“Okay.” Sun Jingtao nodded, and Zhao Pengfei temporarily stopped paddling.

Controlling angles was beyond him, a rough man, his job was to exert force; as for the overall direction and control of the raft, that was led by Sun Jingtao.

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This was a plan they had just developed after a short test.

The estates they were headed to were by the ring road.

If not for the torrential rain, finding them with just their naked eyes and a rough sense of direction would have been a piece of cake.

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But now, with the dense curtain of rain obscuring their view, they could only resort to these clumsy methods.

On the map Sun Jingtao had hand-drawn, he selected several major reference points, most of which he had passed during city marathons and night runs, so he had some impression of the distances.

With the speed and rough distance figured out, the accuracy of their overall positioning had improved once the angle and time were determined.

It was quite brain taxing though.

Among the four, Ye Qing, still the youngest and in college, had the best mind for these calculations, so naturally, the burden fell to him.

As for Jiang Yan, she held another map and a Compass in her hand, responsible for ad-hoc additions and corrections.

Although Sun Jingtao knew how to control speed and angle, he was not a machine after all and was prone to errors.

With her managing the corrections, the precision subtly improved.

After calculating mentally, the telescope for vigilance was also handed to her.

At that moment, Hua Bao had been released by Jiang Yan, only to manifest as an invisible vine wrapped around her wrist, its huge head baring teeth and grinning as it focused on the Compass in her hand.

Jiang Yan actually had far more accurate coordinates and data, but she couldn’t exhibit the theodolite now, and seeing the method Ye Qing and the others were employing, which was scientific enough, she had no further comments.

She was best at identifying estates that were nearly submerged.

After all, Hua Bao was there to keep remind her constantly.

About an hour later, their raft was less than two kilometers away from the closest target estate.

They could already see the outlines of some buildings from afar.

Sun Jingtao and Zhao Pengfei were sweating profusely.

Sweat mixed with rain on their faces, indistinguishable from each other.

In between, Ye Qing and Jiang Yan had offered to switch with them, but they had declined.

While paddling, Zhao Pengfei suddenly wiped the rain off his face and said,

“Hey, Sun Jingtao, why do I feel like the water in our raft is getting more?”

“It is increasing, probably the drain hole is blocked,” Sun Jingtao observed the automatic drain hole on the body of the boat and then checked the drainage valve.

All their hearts sank.

This was not good news.

If the drain hole was blocked, it wouldn’t take long for the falling rain to sink the cabin.

“I wish we had tied Jiang Yan’s raft to the back as a backup,” Zhao Pengfei frowned and said.

“No worries, a blocked drain isn’t a big issue, it can be handled,” Sun Jingtao checked his multi-functional sports watch on his wrist, then suggested,

“Jiang Yan, it’s still early, how about we find a place nearby to rest a bit?”

“Okay.” Jiang Yan nodded, as she had the same thought.

She pointed to a dark red steel structure building not far away, “How about that multi-story parking garage over there?”

That multi-story parking garage had 30 floors with high ceilings, and almost half of it was above the water at the moment.

“Okay.” Sun Jingtao nodded, adjusted the raft’s direction, and headed towards the parking structure.

The entrance to the parking garage was on the first floor. Luckily, being a steel structure, it was surrounded only by steel railing guards without any glass curtain walls, allowing their raft to come directly to the edge.

Because they needed to check the drain hole, Zhao Pengfei and Sun Jingtao chose a broadly sized area and pulled the raft up.

At this level, there were still several cars parked.

To be safe, they carried the raft behind a champagne-colored van.

Removing their rain hats and glasses, they all sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Sun Jingtao and Zhao Pengfei’s hair were completely wet, sticking clammily to their heads.

Their faces were beet red.

“Have some water first.” Ye Qing said, taking out honey ginger water from his backpack.

One for Jiang Yan.

The remaining three men, not minding, shared one.

After the water, Sun Jingtao quickly found the problem with the drain hole.

It had been blocked by some floating debris.

Looking at the disgusting gray-white decaying sticky stuff that Sun Jingtao had removed, Jiang Yan nearly vomited the honey water she had just drunk.

They had encountered some severely decayed bodies on the road.

It was clear what that stuff was.

“How about we rest for an hour?” Jiang Yan looked at the cars parked inside and suddenly had an idea.

“Okay.” The other three nodded in unison.

“In that case, Brother Zhao, Brother Tao, I’ll take care of the lookout, you guys eat something and have a nap,” Ye Qing took out chocolate and cookies, then said.

“That works,” the two men didn’t refuse.

Jiang Yan also opened her backpack to take out some beef jerky, “I also found some of this at home.”

The three carnivorous men brightened up at the sight, seeming to regain some strength.

The beef jerky was originally beautifully packaged, but to avoid suspicion, she just tore it open and casually put it in a ziplock bag.

“Jiang Yan, you’re really like a Doraemon,” Ye Qing sincerely said, looking at Jiang Yan.

Zhao Pengfei, stuffing a piece into his mouth and chewing rapidly, looked surprised and asked, “What’s Doraemon?”

Sun Jingtao punched him playfully and teased,

“Old Zhao, even though you don’t watch cartoons, your kid does! It’s just a cartoon character. Think of it as a robot cat with a treasure chest on it.”

“My son—” Zhao Pengfei choked up, his voracious eating abruptly stalling.

Only then did Sun Jingtao realize, Zhao Pengfei’s son had long been captured by the gang led by Ma Longbiao.

In his youth, Zhao Pengfei was often irresponsible, idling and brawling like a street thug.

Sometimes, when drunk, he’d beat people up indiscriminately.

Eventually, his wife, scared by his violence, had run away.

Leaving him alone with his son.

Since then, he was determined to reform and be a good father.

Using his knowledge of martial arts, he found a job as a martial arts instructor.

As for the house in Shallow Bay, it was also rented with another family for the convenience of his son’s schooling.

“Sorry.”

Sun Jingtao placed a hand on his shoulder, apologizing.