Chapter 169 - Strive On, Young Warriors! (1/2)
The fleet of steam-powered cars rumbled on at a speed of about forty kilometers per hour, speeding to the northwest.
Despite using the most advanced processed materials and crafting technology, a steam-powered engine was still a steam-powered engine, after all. It was impossible to be as quiet as fuel engine, not to mention electric vehicles. It was akin to comparing a tractor to a limousine. The two belonged to entirely different leagues.
Over two hundred huge and imposing steam-powered cars drove on in two rows. Anyone within a few kilometers could hear them clearly, which led to them attracting surrounding exotic beasts.
Zhang Che, who was sitting by the window, could clearly see a few exotic beasts appearing from the hills to his sides, drawn by curiosity, charging towards the fleet and meeting with tragic ends, one after another.
In order to ensure the safety of the examinees, the organizers mobilized an extremely high amount of resources in tandem with the army. These vehicles were equipped with powerful steam-powered ballistas, several times more destructive than the Herculean Crossbow Machines Zhang Che seen before, just to ensure the examinees’ safety on this journey.
The large bolts, about a meter long, and five centimeters wide, carried horrifying momentum behind them when launched by those ballista machines. Even mid-tier exotic beasts wouldn’t dare to face them head on. A slight brush by the bolt would injure them, and taking a direct hit from it would kill them!
Naturally, the ballistas wouldn’t be used on shrimps. The accompanying soldiers were sufficient to deal with low-tier exotic beasts.
It wasn’t like there weren’t any experts among the army convoy, either. If a few mid-tier or high-quality exotic beasts showed themselves, those experts would take over the defense, and the ballistas would only be employed when they couldn’t withstand the exotic beasts’ attacks.
What if even those steam-powered ballistas were unable to deal with the exotic beasts?
No worries; the army general in the convoy wasn’t just for show.
The fleet drove on for several dozen kilometers northwest. As they were about to reach their destination, a powerful flying beast was attracted by the rumbling noise. It dove straight down towards the fleet from the skies. The ballista team was quick to react and launch over a dozen bolts at it, but they were unable to even catch ahold of this powerful flying beast’s shadow.
At this moment, the general took the stage.
A dark golden streak of light shot to the skies as he waved his hand, and transformed into a green palm-sized bird whose appearance was very similar to an ordinary bird.
The feathers on this little bird were glistening verdant, with a tiny tuft of white fur at its crown. It had an adorable appearance, with no signs of it being a powerful subdued beast.
However, the shocking scene witnessed by the young examinees in the next moment would leave a deep impression on them, lasting a lifetime.
Facing off against the swooping huge flying beast with a wingspan nearly thirty meters wide, the green little bird beat its tiny wings, seemingly about to fall at any moment and blurry white light suddenly shone from the tuft of white fur on its crown.
It was like a newborn ray of light. That faint scorching white light came into existence from nothing, quickly turning into a beam of white light, directly shining onto the huge flying beast in the sky.
In the next moment, it was like everything that went against the light was purified. That flying beast with a wingspan of over thirty meters, at least a mid-tier gold-quality exotic beast, and it disintegrated into nothingness in an instant… no, at least it left a dark golden beast card behind, slowly falling to the ground.
“Xixixi!…” The green little bird let out a wave of sound that resembled a young girl’s giggles. It flew over, beating its wings, and opened its jade-white little beak, catching the dark golden beast card deftly. It flew back to the general standing atop one of the vehicles and perched on his shoulder, offering him the trophy it obtained.