Hu Chan's words took everyone present by surprise.
Even Chu Baxing, who had been engrossed in the Complex Control Console, abruptly turned to look at him.
"A hundred... kilometers out?"
After a moment's thought, Gu Yunpeng said, "I can feel the Drill Pod racing underground. Since President Qin developed such a top-tier Mobile Device himself, traveling a hundred kilometers beyond the Safe Zone shouldn't be difficult. Still, we should be careful."
"Then you're underestimating President Qin," Hu Chan corrected him again. "Even on foot, President Qin went more than a hundred kilometers beyond the Safe Zone. Wait, no, I think it was over two hundred kilometers."
"He walked more than two hundred kilometers beyond the Safe Zone?! Holy Son Hu, you're not talking nonsense, are you?"
Hu Chan gave Zhao Sifang an indifferent glance. "President Qin is sitting right up front. Ask him yourself."
They all looked toward Qin Siyang, who sat relaxed and at ease in the driver's seat.
"More or less."
Qin Siyang gave a brief reply, then continued turning over his conversation with Zhang Kuang, pondering the day the Apocalypse had descended.
With Qin Siyang's confirmation, the others sat stunned for a long while.
A strange look flashed across Gu Yunpeng's handsome face. "President Qin, you're actually that fearless?!"
Even Chu Baxing, who always wore a cold expression, began to tremble at the lips, seemingly unable to believe what he had heard.
Perhaps because he felt none of these people harbored ill intentions, Hu Chan dropped the Holy Son airs he maintained outside and became more talkative.
He continued, "Where do you think all the materials in President Qin's Storage Box came from, enough to rival a nation's wealth? Surely you don't think he picked them up near the Safe Zone!"
Zhao Sifang scratched his thick beard.