At the edge of the Southern Wasteland Extreme Rain Zone, a Mechanical Ship assembled from steel sailed across the water.
The ship had no deck. Everything above the waterline was enclosed, and inside were more than two hundred Power Transmission Devices.
Almost all of them resembled bicycles. Every survivor was working away on one, while Li Feifei and the other three stood facing them at the front.
In front of Li Feifei's group stood a control console as tall as a person, displaying views of every side of the Mechanical Ship. Overhead, finger-width holes allowed air to circulate.
"Pretty good idea, right?" Zhou Qi looked at the two hundred-odd survivors powering the Mechanical Ship. "We don't have much fuel. If we used it to power this ship, we'd only last two days, and we'd move very, very slowly."
"But our Convoy still has survivors. If we turn their strength and labor into power, we'll have a continuous supply."
"We can also divert some of that kinetic energy into electricity to power the ship's surveillance feeds and lights."
"I also wove a fishing net out of steel wire. We can catch fish for food while we travel."
"That should go a long way toward solving our food shortage. The electricity can provide heating, too."
"Besides, if we catch more fish than we can eat, we can dry and store them. If this works well, we might even have plenty of dried fish left when we leave this place."
"Since the Mechanical Ship's center of gravity is at the bottom, no matter how rough the wind and waves get, we'll just rock around like a tumbler doll. We'll never sink."
"The top has a water-repellent layer and air vents. Water will collect at the stern for storage, while any excess drains through