My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

Thinking about the leader, Gu Zhuo was particularly curious about the woman named Wan Sui, who actually had no information at all.

Feng Hongxi didn't, and neither did the government. Could it be that that guy really appeared out of thin air?

In the information age, as long as you have existed and lived a real life in China, it is impossible not to leave any traces.

Otherwise, the woman completely changed her appearance and even changed her name. Or maybe she had been preparing for this day for a long time.

Either way, this woman is not simple.

Gu Zhuo sat back in the car, thought about it, and called Feng Hongxi.

Feng Hongxi quickly answered the phone and when he saw Gu Zhuo, he had exactly the same attitude as when Gu Zhuo asked him for metal materials a few days ago. He asked enthusiastically:

"What's wrong, Gu Zhuo, are you missing something this time?"

No matter when, Feng Hongxi is so generous. But Gu Zhuo shook his head this time:

"Thank you for your kindness, but for now, I don't need anything. I just want to talk to you about something."

"whats the matter?"

"About the teachings of the prophets."

Hearing this, Feng Hongxi looked more straightened up and said:

"I put all the information on the Prophet's religion together with the information on other forces that day and passed it on to you. Didn't you see it?"

Gu Zhuo nodded:

"I saw it, but the information was too little. I couldn't tell anything. The leader didn't have any extra information at all. So I thought about it a lot before coming to ask you in person."

Feng Hongxi shook his head helplessly and said with some regret:

"Gu Zhuo, it's not that I deliberately concealed any information from you, it's that the leader of the Prophet Cult couldn't find anything at all! The first day I found out about the existence of this force, I tried every means to thoroughly investigate everyone inside. .

“But even after using the government’s Skynet, not a single trace was found.

"Do you know what this concept is? It is the Sky.net system. As long as you were born in China or grew up in China, you will be observed by the eyes of the sky and recorded in the Sky.net for information comparison at any time. However, Oh my God, there’s no information about her on the Internet at all.”

Feng Hongxi shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Gu Zhuo thought of some possibilities and asked:

"Is it because that guy is not Chinese?"

"I don't know, but..."

Feng Hongxi raised his eyes, looked at him, and told Gu Zhuo information that Gu Zhuo didn't know:

"Even if she is really not a Chinese, it will not have any impact on the current results. Before the government cooperated with the Prophetic Cult, how could such a shrewd person as Wang Zhian not think of this possibility.

"He commissioned several other governments of the contact countries early on to use their networks to check Wan Sui's personal information. However, the answers given by the governments of all countries were the same, that is, there was no such person."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo clicked his tongue.

Feng Hongxi continued:

"Wang Zhian has seen her. She has a pure Asian appearance. Judging from her name, she may be from Korea or Japan.

"But these two countries have perished in the apocalypse long ago, and not a single population is left. We can't seek answers from these perished countries."

Gu Zhuo agreed with him:

"That's what you said."

"No matter what, he is a dangerous person. A female can actually rule such a huge force and let countless people do things under her hands. She is definitely not simple. You must be more careful with her."

"Do not worry,"

Gu Zhuo nodded and said with some comfort,

"Since I promised to cooperate with you, I will definitely abide by my promise. If something happens to you, no matter who the other party is, whether it is the government, the Prophet's Cult, or other forces, I will definitely lend a helping hand to you."

After saying that, he remembered what Zhu Zihan told him yesterday, about the man named Hao Yuanshan, the new god who was born.

Gu Zhuo didn't know what happened to Hao Yuanshan. He didn't hear any information about Hao Yuanshan from the radio, so he asked again:

"Hao Yuanshan, do you know this person?"

"Hao Yuanshan?"

Hearing this name, Feng Hongxi's expression moved:

"Of course I know him. He is a new god who has emerged in the past two days, and his influence seems to be very great. He... Damn, I don't know what happened to each of them. He is already doomed, and he also likes to make some gods. Nagging stuff."

As soon as Feng Hongxi finished speaking, Gu Zhuo continued:

"I think that Hao Yuanshan should have something to do with the government."

Hearing this, Feng Hongxi narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Zhuo. When he was thinking, he habitually touched the big diamond ring on his finger.

At this moment, he touched the diamond ring and said coldly:

"The government came to you before for the Lao Shizi god-making project, right? Do you think Hao Yuanshan is another candidate they have chosen for the project?"

"Yes, otherwise such a coincidence cannot be explained. The government was looking for me to play the role of a new god not long ago. After I rejected them, a new god appeared immediately."

Gu Zhuo replied, he didn't expect that Feng Hongxi also knew about the god-making plan, but thinking about it, after all, he had so many information channels, knowing this matter was not a fantasy.

"I understand. I will check Hao Yuanshan's information today. When I find it, I will also give you a copy. I want to see who Hao Yuanshan is and how he can become a politician. The government’s backup candidate.”

"good."

After the two of them finished talking, seeing that they had exchanged all useful information and had nothing more to say, Gu Zhuo hung up the call with Feng Hongxi.

Sitting in the car, he thought about everything Feng Hongxi had just said to him, and Wan Sui's mysterious background.

No matter what, Feng Hongxi is right in saying that that woman is a dangerous person...

Gu Zhuo is brainstorming here, while Zhu Zihan is restless over there.

Gu Zhuo was a little upset by him. If he had known better, it would be better to starve him so that he would not have the energy to get sick. Or just knock him out.

Helpless, Gu Zhuo could only get out of the car at this moment and walked to Zhu Zihan to see what happened to him.

Zhu Zihan's personality seems to be very unstable today. It may be that he was hit yesterday and is undergoing transformation now. A thirteen-year-old boy, a sixty-year-old man, that fierce and conceited man would appear occasionally.

In half a day, Zhu Zihan switched between the three personalities no less than ten times.

But only that fierce and conceited man brought Gu Zhuo some useful information.

He told Gu Zhuo that although he arrived at the base before the Prophet Cult, he would not be a few steps faster than the Prophet Cult.

The Prophetic Cult will most likely arrive at the base tomorrow, or even more likely, will arrive tonight.

"Just wait. When those guys come over, they won't be easy to talk to like me."

Zhu Zihan's arrogant personality threatens Gu Zhuo. Although the failure of this operation further proved that he is a useless person, and the Prophet Church looks down upon him even more. But as long as Gu Zhuo can be punished as he deserves, he will feel much more balanced.

When Gu Zhuo heard his threat, he didn't take it to heart. He just said mockingly:

"It's not easy for you to speak. It's just that you are too weak, so you have to speak well now."

"you...!"

Zhu Zihan was speechless by Gu Zhuo's rebuttal. He just widened his eyes and wanted to say something but could no longer say it.

Gu Zhuo discovered that although Zhu Zihan's three personalities were very different, they were all equally stupid and swayed. This was the bad nature deeply rooted in his heart that had never changed.

"They come when they come. You are the one who has to face them anyway. Think about your own future. After all, you are of no use not only to me, but also to the Prophetic Cult."

After Gu Zhuo finished speaking, he did not sit back on the Doomsday Fortress. He found something to do for himself and continued to modify Yue Cen's car.

Zhu Zihan was left alone there gritting his teeth, a feeling of anger held in his heart with nowhere to vent.

...

Everyone is busy with their own things. They say they are busy, but in fact there is nothing to do.

Being in Gu Zhuo's base is different from running around outside in the past. There are dangers and accidents everywhere. Gu Zhuo's base is safe and well-stocked, just like the Garden of Eden.

It seems that all Akashi and others have to do is to train themselves so that they can become stronger and contribute to Gu Zhuo's base.

And the weather is no longer that cold, just like the normal winter before the end. Occasionally there would be some fine snowflakes floating in the sky, but they couldn't compare to the overwhelming heavy snowfall before.

Except for the fact that the city has become deserted and the number of humans has suddenly decreased, to less than one thousandth of its original size, everything else is actually improving.

The white wolves had lived in Gu Zhuo's base for so long and gradually gained weight. They were even bigger and more beautiful than when Gu Zhuo first saw them.

The surrounding trees, after surviving the severe cold and every disaster, now appear greener and taller.

The whole world is prosperous and growing upwards, and nature has regained its dominance. Only the human race is on the verge of melting away at any time.

Fortunately, in this corner of the country, Gu Zhuo still has his own home.

The most important thing is that I still have Chaoying, Sam, and that powerful doomsday fortress that defies everything.

It's a pity that everything will not go smoothly forever. Zhu Zihan was right. The Prophetic Cult actually arrived at the base tonight.