A Sudden Fall to Rock Bottom at the Height of His Luck

Zhang Xuezhou had once seen a painting satirizing a craze for exaggeration. It showed a chicken being used like an ox to plow a field.

When such a chicken stood on a truck, it was nearly as large as the truck itself, and the whole vehicle could carry only one.

And now, they had made the scene in that exaggerated painting a reality.

After charging all morning, the heavy truck finally rumbled into motion, swaying as it carried the Ferocious Beast.

Perhaps it was because of Zhou Xin, or perhaps because of the giant bird Ferocious Beast, or because the herds of beasts in sight were relatively ordinary, or because there had been no bloody slaughter to provoke them this time, but the herds did not attack them ferociously.

The heavy truck, which had suffered severe damage for the second time, swayed along with the enormous bird on board.

Zhang Xuezhou drove while Wang Haoran fiddled with the damaged solar panels, trying to keep the truck charging as it went and extend its range.

Zhou Xin, meanwhile, was taking the truck apart, stripping off all unnecessary weight to reduce its load as much as possible.

A lack of power was indeed a major problem in Qinmeng. Even after a successful hunt, the prey still had to be transported, and that was where they were stuck.

Without a solar-powered vehicle like those of the Aomeijia Alliance, even Zhou Xin could only have killed the Ferocious Beast, with no way to bring it back home.

For now, he could only be thankful that a beast tide had swept through this initial-level area, causing many expedition teams to withdraw. Hardly anyone was around to interfere with their journey, and they were not too far from the port.

"Little Wang, let's put some muscle