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Chapter 764 - 216: Quenching Road, The Remaining Candle (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2

Chapter 764: Chapter 216: Quenching Road, The Remaining Candle (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2


Do we need to migrate?


Migration is actually necessary.


If we continue to wait here, the only result will be to be devoured alive by the monsters that are drawn by the scent, and Bai Sanxiang knows, Xu Shu is right, our defensive line won’t last until midnight before it breaks, and by then the safe zone will become a huge canteen, sparing no one.


But the wasteland is too dangerous, even for a large unit composed entirely of Transcendents, to traverse the wasteland and reach another safe zone, the final survival rate will be hard to exceed thirty percent.


And now, wanting to bring along more than two million people for the migration is an even more daunting task. Although there is hope of encountering Demigod Level powerhouses coming to scout and support us on the way, due to the slower progress, there’s no telling how many people will die along the way.


You should know, ordinary people without the protection of Transcendents are just walking fresh meat in the wasteland.


Even if we say that there’s one Transcendent among a hundred rather than one among a thousand, there are only a little over forty thousand Transcendents in the entire city.


One person to protect fifty?


It is simply impossible to bear such a heavy burden.


To optimistically call it a one-in-ten chance of survival, that "one" might not even be ten percent, it might even be less than five percent, and if we delay too much, there’s the same risk of annihilation!


How to maximize the survival rate of the civilians during the migration is the most critical issue.


Does this nun have a way to solve the problem of the monster infestation in the wasteland?


At this moment, Bai Sanxiang and Xu Shu both began to miss a mode of transportation—the airplane.


If we used airplanes to traverse, efficiency would naturally increase dramatically, and although there are many monsters in the sky, if thousands of planes were to travel at the same time, they might not be able to block them all.


If migration could be done in this way, then the survival rate might even reach thirty or forty percent!


But for various reasons, the airplane as a mode of transportation had long been phased out—at least in Zone D8B3. Although some wealthy individuals still kept some small private planes, they were only for playing around within the boundaries of the wasteland, daring not to fly out of the border.


Too bad, there are no ifs in this world.


But facing the eager gazes of the two men, Wuxin showed an extremely confident expression: "No.


"Even I wouldn’t dare to say I can cross the wasteland by force and emerge unscathed, let alone millions of ordinary people?"


Xu Shu and Bai Sanxiang leaned back simultaneously.


They repressed the urge to smash Wuxin’s bald head and patiently waited for her to continue.


Wuxin said: "Fortunately, with the Protection of the Lord, my method, while I dare not guarantee safety, is still better than you blindly charging into almost certain death. I have this number at least!"


She held up two slender, delicate thumbs and index fingers.


In this moment, Bai Sanxiang and Xu Shu’s breaths quickened, and they wished they could kiss those two snow-white, tender fingers.


"Eighty percent!?" Bai Sanxiang became excited.


"Seventy percent," Wuxin corrected.


"How come only seventy percent... seventy percent also works!" Bai Sanxiang gritted his teeth.


To say something unpleasant, considering the current situation, the number of civilians who had already died in the city might be far more than ten percent.


If the survival rate of migration could reach seventy percent, then what is there to hesitate?


The next second, Wuxin said: "Seventy percent is the number of people who will die. About thirty percent of people can make it through."


"Thirty percent..." Bai Sanxiang’s veins pulsed, he felt a little out of breath, staring at his scarred hands in silence.


Beside him, Xu Shu spoke after a moment of silence: "We can do it."


Bai Sanxiang grabbed his clothing and said: "Xiao Xu... let me think some more!"


"Bai Ju, we can’t hesitate any longer. If we wait, we’ll all truly die," Xu Shu said firmly.


"Just... just think a little longer..."


Bai Sanxiang’s face was deathly pale.


But Xu Shu said: "Comrade Wuxin, stop beating around the bush, tell us your method."


Wuxin nodded slightly and replied: "Since Comrade Xu Shu asked, I shall withhold nothing. My method doesn’t involve directly crossing the wasteland, we need to use the Quenching Road."


Quenching Road?


Bai Sanxiang lifted his eyelids.


Xu Shu furrowed his brows.


What is that?


Wuxin’s organization is called Extinguishing Road Traveler.


Looking at it this way, is the so-called Quenching Road related to this?


Wuxin didn’t play the role of the cryptic oracle anymore, and immediately opened an ancient wooden box with eight slots inside.


Four of the slots were empty, while the other four held white candles, each two fingers thick and smooth as jade.


"This object is called ’Quenching Road Candle,’ a gift from the great existence, the Creator of all, the Lord, with powerful spatial power.


"Every two candles are a pair, determining two points. Once lit they can correspond with each other, opening the hidden Quenching Road within the void, linking the wasteland between two safe zones, significantly shortening the distance, even a journey of ten thousand miles can be reached in one day!


"However, the Quenching Road is treacherous and difficult; those who travel this road, while spared from the slaughter of the wasteland’s demons, will face the assaults of dark spirits lurking in the shadows, able to advance only by the faint candlelight.


"Moreover, if one’s will is not firm enough, causing intense turmoil, it is also possible to fall out halfway. Don’t underestimate this point; falling out of the Quenching Road means either instant death or dropping into various unnamed places in the wasteland, which is also a path to death.


"The Quenching Road’s endpoint candles have been placed outside the borderlines of the surrounding four safe zones and are already lit. By placing our four remaining Quenching Road Candles at the four city gates, we can construct the Quenching Road..."


The surrounding four safe zones? Located in the four cardinal directions east, south, west, and north of Zone D8B3, the four adjacent ones?