A few airships were retreating into the distance.
On a nearby elevated railway, an old steam train loaded with munitions billowed thick white smoke and clattered as it sped away from Ningzhou.
The fierce boom of artillery could still be heard faintly from behind, but this was the last resistance. In a sense, after the three nuclear bombs had proved useless, the war had already ended ahead of time.
There was little traffic on the highway, and the road was clear all the way.
Chen Shouyi pedaled his tricycle hard, overtaking one steam truck after another.
Only when Ningzhou had receded into the distance and vanished from sight did the oppressive weight in his heart ease a little. You couldn't understand the pressure of facing a Savage God unless you had experienced it yourself. It was like an ant gazing up at a giant, overwhelmed by the suffocating despair of a life as fragile as a soap bubble.
He looked back for a while, then turned around and continued on.
Several traffic officers at the toll station tried to stop Chen Shouyi's tricycle for driving where it wasn't allowed, but the moment they saw how fast it was coming, they gave up and let it speed away.
Good grief, it was going nearly seventy kilometers an hour.
With two people aboard, it was faster than a steam truck at full throttle.
Anyone could tell he wasn't an ordinary person!
Chen Shouyi sped along, replacing the chain three times on the way. By three thirty in the afternoon, he had reached Hedong City.
Chen Shouyi didn't go to the parking lot at Hedong Railway Station to pick up his bicycle. After eating a late lunch at a restaurant in town, he headed straight for the safe zone.
By then, the workers