Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster! Chapter 299 - 132: At Least We Are There

"Fu Xi, list the animals in nature capable of creating low temperatures for ."

Back in the carriage, Chen Jian posed his first question to Fu Xi.

Soon, Fu Xi’s voice sounded inside the car.

"According to the database scan, I have not found any creatures capable of actively creating a low-temperature environnt."

"This does not align with the logic of biological survival, thus it is unlikely to appear in evolutionary choices."

"Based on the current intelligence, this monster may not be ’actively creating a low-temperature environnt,’ even if there is indeed a low-temperature environnt. It should be a by-product of other bodily functions."

"I believe the low-temperature zone created by this monster is likely related to adiabatic expansion."

"Judging from the monster’s size, if its internal pressure reaches above 2 gapascals, when exhaled, it would be enough to cause a temporary environnt of minus 20 degrees Celsius externally."

"The irrational part is why this monster needs to create a high-pressure environnt internally."

"This is a question I cannot hypothesize an answer to at the mont."

"Understood."

Chen Jian nodded slightly and asked after careful consideration:

"Are there any organisms with internal pressure much higher than atmospheric pressure?"

"There are none among terrestrial creatures, but it is common among deep-sea creatures----this seems insignificant."

Indeed, it holds no reference value.

In fact, without asking Fu Xi, Chen Jian already knew that there are no creatures with an "independent high-pressure system" in this world.

Fish in the deep sea maintain high internal pressure to counteract the water pressure; what does a terrestrial creature need to counter?

Chen Jian furrowed his brows, realizing that truly speculating each monster’s physiological characteristics is impossible.

But as long as he can find it and kill it, all problems will be solved.

Thus, he switched the display on his smart glasses back to the sky, attempting to find a connection between those low-temperature areas.

Quickly, he realized that the direction those low-temperature zones were extending did not point towards Ande City.

"They are not heading for Ande."

Chen Jian said in a deep voice:

"From these ’footprints,’ it can be seen that the two monsters are moving along a route from the southwest to the northeast."

"Their target is very clear, and their path is almost straight."

"The extension of this path just happens to pass by Ande City, but...that is certainly not their final destination."

"Fu Xi, have you located the monster’s body yet?"

"Not yet."

Fu Xi’s voice rang out again:

"Commander, the footprints you ntioned have disappeared."

"The aerial thermal imaging did not find traces of the target monster, it is speculated that the monster may be hidden in water bodies or forests."

"The Sky Vault-S will continue aerial surveillance for 4 hours, and I will notify you imdiately upon discovery."

"Okay."

Chen Jian pushed the door open and got out of the car, just planning to brief others on the situation. But the rchants and civilians waiting on the periter could not wait any longer.

The crowd surged forward, and even though Huang ng’s team blocked them, they still refused to take a step back.

This scene felt sowhat familiar to Chen Jian.

However, sothing felt off.

There was so authority, but where was the trust? The affection?

Chen Jian shook his head, took a few steps forward, and opened his mouth to speak:

"We have completed reconnaissance within a 50-kiloter radius and have found no trace of the monsters."

"They are not heading for Ande City, you can rest easy."

As his words fell, a noisy clamor imdiately arose from the crowd.

"Thank goodness...so glad!"

"As long as they’re not headed for Ande, my family is still there...."

"Family? My goods are still there! If they don’t reach Jinling, and the Holy Hall holds accountable, I’m finished!"

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

"Sir, can we return to Ande now?"

"Yes."

Chen Jian answered briefly, and a cheer erupted from the crowd.

But soon, Chen Jian raised his hand again.

"However, whether it’s Ande or any other city, none are safe anymore."

"It’s even possible that the Imperial City is not safe either."

"A Beast Tide is imminent, and every human settlent might beco a target for the Beast Tide attack."

"If you want to survive...."

"I suggest you head to settlents with stronger defensive capabilities."

"At least, you might find a temporary place to hide."

"After the Beast Tide ends, you can return to your hos."

From euphoria to despair.

Those who had just been imrsed in the joy of "crisis averted" suddenly fell from heaven to hell.

Beast Tide?

This term was utterly foreign to them, yet even such simple words were enough to let them sense the danger.

"Sir...what is a Beast Tide?"

Soone asked.

"A disaster composed of monsters."

Chen Jian answered:

"We are not clear on what it will exactly look like, we are also searching for the truth about the Beast Tide."

"But what’s certain is that its destructive power is trendous."

"Almost no human city on this wasteland world can withstand the impact of a Beast Tide, so in reality, whether you survive or not depends entirely on luck."

"I wish you the best of luck."

As Chen Jian’s words fell, the people gathered outside the convoy fell into a deathly silence.

Even the Huaxia Army, specializing in hunting monsters, did not know what a Beast Tide was?

Even they said no city could withstand the impact of a Beast Tide?

So where.....should we go?

One perplexed look t another, yet among them, the eyes of rchant Jin Zan revealed a hint of surprise.

Unlike the others, he knew of the Beast Tide.

In his ten-plus years of trading for the Holy Hall, he had encountered too many high-ranking figures.

From those in power, he had also heard many rumors, so truthful and so not.

Among them were descriptions of the Beast Tide.

With his status, it was difficult to uncover too many details, but he did know that the last Beast Tide occurred one hundred fifty years ago.

And it had claid thousands of lives, directly destroying a flourishing city.

And now, would such a disaster happen once again?

Jin Zan subconsciously stepped forward, wanting to move closer to the convoy for protection.

But in an instant, he realized, to those in power, he was rely an insignificant nobody.

How could they possibly care about his life or death?

If such a disaster truly occurred, even the Holy Hall might not have the resources to protect those valueless civilians, would it?

Jin Zan lowered his head in disappointnt.

But just then, soone in the crowd suddenly asked:

"Sir...where should we go to be safer?"

"I an, just a bit safer at least?"

Chen Jian exhaled slowly and replied:

"Go to Jinling."

"Jinling City? The Holy Hall might not accept us..."

"No, go to Jinling Ruins."

Chen Jian said word by word:

"At least, we will be there."