Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 1067 - 541: Daily Life

"This was once a supermarket, you know, like a shop. After all, it was at the top of the list for Nest City’s first round of strikes. The evacuation was quite hurried, and many things couldn’t be packed up, so they got contaminated."

Since the young fellow rarely visited, Chen Xuantian obviously had to treat him to some local specialties. So, he wandered around the ruins a couple of times and finally found one still with stock. Chen Xuantian pulled a vacuum-sealed bag from the ruins, brushed off the radioactive dust, and casually handed it to the War Remains beside him,

"Take whatever you want to eat; radioactive dust doesn’t affect us. Plus, it’s rich in hundreds of radioactive isotopes and minerals like iodine-131, strontium-90, caesium-137, which are beneficial to health. The taste of these chips is pretty good, oh, they’re made from potatoes."

"How do you eat it..."

"Easy, stretch out a tentacle, focus, imagine your tentacle is your tongue, give it a lick, just taste the flavor. Eating too much gets boring; after all, it’s just potatoes..."

Yang Yunzhao also stretched out a tentacle from the War Remains and gave it a lick,

"Uh, it feels wrong, why does it taste like cucumber?"

Chen Xuantian looked at the packaging,

"Yep, that’s right, it’s cucumber flavored."

"Why not just eat a cucumber then??"

"You wish, there’s no more cucumber in this era, just flavors created by tech."

"Uh, do you just eat potatoes usually?"

"No, we eat fluid nutrient paste: carbohydrates, fats, proteins, vitamins, minerals, dietary fibers, mixed with water, turned into a paste and fed into the stomach via a tube. Adults consume two kilograms a day.

The production capacity of Nest City 02’s ration factory has expanded to its limit at only one million tons. Now, aside from feeding these 500,000 people, a little can be supported to other shelters, but continuing to expand production doesn’t really make much sense."

Chen Xuantian packed a bunch of chips and let Liu Lang lick them one by one, leisurely strolling and chatting along the empty underground ruins.

"Do you see that layer of cloud in the sky? It’s the dust cloud from nuclear explosions, full of radioactive pollution and blocking sunlight. The nuclear winter has lasted three years, and global crop reduction must be over 90% now.

Actually, the resource embargo and trade sanctions started the first three years of the Cold War. Though preparations were made here in advance, there’s always a day when resources run out. Now it’s about who can hold on."

Chen Xuantian made a mega jump, leaping to the top of a building, pointing at the land,

"This whole place was once a metropolis, a super commercial center, supermarkets, cinemas, restaurants, saunas, foot massage, karaoke, it was bustling. Oh well, you came at the wrong time. Four years ago, before the nuclear war started, I could have taken you for a massage, but now we can only eat dirt."

"A massage?"

Yang Yunzhao followed Chen Xuantian to the building’s top, staring blankly at the other side, at the ground filled with densely packed nuclear bomb craters, each several tens of meters in diameter.

"Not that kind of massage. But if you want to kill something, you can. Recently, there’s a shipment going to the Middle East front line, if you’re interested, you can join the battlefield for some thrill."

Chen Xuantian’s eyes flashed as he looked at the sky,

"Tsk, it’s time to go back. The weather forecast said it’ll rain nitric acid later. Damn, all the rain recently is like vinegar, not even PH4, ruining my prosthetics."

Thus, Yang Yunzhao followed him back, turning to look at the surroundings, once incredibly prosperous, now just remnants of a city in ruins.

"How did... it become like this..."

"War, three years of Cold War, two years of warming up, then a year of war, starting with a special forces bayonet fight, then regular troops entered the scene. In less than three months, even the reserves were swapped out, then nuclear war began. The surface got blasted into craters, everyone gets buried, mutually draining inventories, holding ground to this stalemate, Taiji Heaven is no different."

"Uh, it’s still different, right..."

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, bright lights flashed in the distance, beams of gold rising from the rubble, shooting beyond the clouds, into the sky.

Seeing Yang Yunzhao turn to look, Chen Xuantian yawned,

"Don’t worry, missiles, aiming at satellites. Yep, you can consider them arrows shot by the Divine Arm Bow.

In short, there are many scouts in the sky, Heavenly Eyes, ears in the wind, both ours and theirs, monitoring the opponent’s camp movements. So everyone fires at each other, first blind the opponent’s eyes, remove the sentry.

This is a daily chore. You didn’t see the scene during the one-year war, it was astonishing, like a celestial phenomenon, stars dropping every day, constant mushroom clouds everywhere, while shooting satellites and defending against them. Tens of thousands were shot down in a year, fragments rained down like raindrops, now only those passing overhead are targeted.

Anyway, today’s cumulus clouds interfere with reconnaissance satellites, their counterattack will be slower, one round and we can leave. We shouldn’t stay here, soon the nuclear bombs will fall."

"Nuclear bombs..."

"Look, there are those craters, we can’t withstand them. Better dive underground for a bit, it’ll be here in about ten minutes."

Chen Xuantian led Yang Yunzhao into the underground shelter, through the abandoned subway into the safe passage,

"Actually, it’s okay now; being bombarded for three years, it’s already at a strategic stalemate. Nowadays, fewer than 1,000 nuclear warheads come from the Arctic Ocean annually, probably another two years and it’ll be over."