My Apocalypse System Arrives 10 Years Early

Chapter 610: Chapter 371: The Clouds Gather, the Mist Descends, the Divine Lord on a Kun Breaks Through the Void

Someone replied, ”How do you know it’s 18 and not 36?”

An underground city in Southeast Asia (one that Kanna had previously supported): ”Back when I was working as a janitor, I thought City No. 03 was just extravagant with its electricity. Now I see they’re even using a Divine Tier Exotic Beast to film a promotional video... Ambassador Kanna, please take us to the Moon to farm with you!” —The Bangkok Scavengers’ Union.

Tokyo Underground City (now controlled by Chiba Yuki and her mother): ”Analysis Report: The refractive index of the Kun’s Ice Crystal indicates its defense value surpasses that of a High-Energy Ion Cannon and is vastly superior to PL-51 Missiles! Recommendation: Everyone should immigrate to City No. 03. For the next Beast Tide, let’s just cling to Li God’s leg!”

North America’s San Francisco Underground City: ”Li God riding his Kun versus the former City Lord of Los Santos riding that lizard beast... talk about a curb-stomp! Do you still get high-yield seeds if you become a citizen?” —North American New Immigrant #11457

Mumbai Underground City (power-strapped district): ”While we’re using diesel generators to light a single lamp, City No. 03 is using a controlled Helium-3 nuclear fusion reactor to power a holographic moon... The gap between us is vaster than the sands of the Ganges!” —The Tianzhu Engineers’ Association

Sahara Underground City (African Union): ”Requesting the Aerospace Carrier to drop off some supplies on its way past. We can trade a diamond mine for synthetic starch... [hands clasped in prayer]”

Someone replied: ”Who even wants diamonds these days? You’re not much to look at, but you’ve got some beautiful dreams. Synthetic starch is a strategic resource; who wouldn’t want it?”

Someone replied, ”But I heard people in City No. 03 don’t even eat it. They use it all to feed pigs.”

A Korean netizen: ”The disparity... it’s just staggering! They’ve always been outrageously extravagant. First, they were feeding precious watermelons to pigs, and now they’re using life-saving synthetic starch to do it. What a waste!”

There was also a popular thread discussing #JustHowBigIsLiXiangsKun#

A top-voted answer read: ”Based on the 2,600-meter-long Cloud Whale, the Frost-Winged Kunpeng has to be at least 400 kilometers long. That’s like stretching from Shanghai to Nanjing, and you still wouldn’t have reached the tip of its tail!”

A survivor from the Paris art scene: ”@St. Petersburg Underground City, you use Exotic Beast hides for your performance of Swan Lake? Look at these guys, they’re using an *actual* Divine Tier Exotic Beast to film in IMAX!”

Of course, even in the Apocalypse, there were still plenty of romantics. For instance, in City No. 01, a philosophy professor from Fudan University posted a comment on the bullet screen: ”The black fog serves as the stage curtain, the Ice Kun as the vessel. This is the ’Free and Easy Wandering’ of the wasteland era!”

As the home base, City No. 03 naturally went all out with its own promotion. The official pinned post read: ”Thank you for the global attention! The ’Riding the Kun Through the Clouds’ merchandise series is now available on the ’So-Cute’ online store. The first batch of 100,000 items is made from Star-Eroding Blood Vine Fiber and comes with a complimentary micro-sculpture of a reactor, autographed by Jiang Cai’Er!”

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Li Xiang stayed with Yao Yao for three days before returning to City No. 03 to spend time with his children.

When Li Xiang arrived home, Granny Li Xiang was folding paper ingots for the dead. It was only then that Li Xiang remembered the Qingming Festival was fast approaching.

He sat down to fold the paper ingots with his grandmother and chat. Having not seen her grandson in a long time, she naturally missed him terribly and immediately began to chatter away, telling Li Xiang all sorts of things.

She mostly talked about which of the village elders had recently passed away. Now, only Granny Li Xiang and three others of around the same age remained.

The old village chief, Li Jinyu, had also passed away a few months prior. Li Xiang, however, had been in seclusion on the Moon at the time and was unable to attend the funeral.

Li Xiang sighed with sorrow. The old village chief had been very kind to him.