“If the direction is correct, the county seat of Wuwei should be just one kilometer ahead.” After estimating the speed and time, Brian Sullivan came to this conclusion.

However, there was no GPS navigation now, and no landmark buildings either, so Brian Sullivan couldn’t determine his exact location.

Suddenly.

The King Kong vehicle jolted violently, startling Brian Sullivan from his thoughts.

He immediately connected with the King Kong, sensing that something underground was striking the chassis.

“A living creature?”

Brian Sullivan didn’t feel excited; on the contrary, his vigilance increased greatly. He already had a persecution complex, and now the impact was coming from beneath the vehicle. He slammed on the brakes, and the King Kong came to a steady stop in the yellow sand.

The creature attacking wasn’t very large. Although the force of the impact was fierce, it still couldn’t damage the King Kong, which Brian Sullivan had reinforced.

But being attacked without fighting back was not Brian Sullivan’s style.

Besides, he wanted to see what kind of thing could survive out here.

Bang!

Another impact made the King Kong shake again.

Not knowing what it was, Brian Sullivan didn’t rush to get out. Instead, he went to the compartment, took a periscope from the tool room, then opened a steel plate the size of a fist at the bottom of the compartment and lowered the periscope. As a paranoid with no sense of security, he was meticulous in everything he did, considering every angle.

The periscope made a sweep under the vehicle, and Brian Sullivan discovered the living creature that was hitting the car.

It was a mutated bug resembling a cockroach, as big as the King Kong’s tire. The tires were swapped from large machinery, with a diameter of 1.5 meters, which meant this mutated bug was 1.5 meters long. Its head had huge, sickle-like pincers.

And the pincers glimmered with a dark silvery sheen, as if made of steel.

This bug was beyond Brian Sullivan’s comprehension.

How could there be such a gigantic insect?

But then he thought, if the King Kong could come to life, a mutated bug in the apocalypse should be pretty common.

Unable to change what was in front of him, Brian Sullivan could only take a deep breath and accept it.

Apparently, unable to shake the chassis, the bug became enraged. It twisted its body and burrowed into the yellow sand, then suddenly shot out again, slamming into the King Kong’s undercarriage once more.

A kind of death-defying persistence.

This gave Brian Sullivan a headache. He didn’t know how to deal with a burrowing bug, and seeing its sharp pincers, Brian Sullivan decisively gave up the idea of getting out and fighting it himself.

Since he couldn’t get out, he’d have to use his wits.

Brian Sullivan quickly came up with an idea. He took a strip of cured meat from the supplies. The cured meat wasn’t very high in calories or volume, so Brian Sullivan had only stored a small amount to improve his diet. He skewered the meat on an iron hook, with one end of the hook fixed to an iron chain.

The length of the chain was just enough to reach the periscope hole. He was planning to kill the bug by “fishing” for it.

He then grabbed a heavy-duty air gun that could fire steel shot, and put a whistle in his mouth. Brian Sullivan was ready to fish for the bug. But as he threaded the hook through the hole, he hesitated and cut off half the cured meat to save for later. He placed the hook at the hole, aimed the air gun at the opening, and blew the whistle.

The bug, which had been stupidly ramming the chassis, perked up as soon as it heard the whistle and saw the cured meat.

It bit down in one go, right onto the hook, unable to break free, and let out a miserable screech.

No matter how big the bug, its intelligence was only so much.

Originally planning to use the air gun, Brian Sullivan saw how low the bug’s intelligence was and how weak its bite was, so he simply grabbed an iron fork, aimed at the hole, and stabbed down.

Squelch!

As strong as an ox, Brian Sullivan could leave a dent in a 10mm steel plate with all his strength, let alone a bug.

The iron fork went straight through the bug’s mouthparts, piercing it completely. The bug struggled for a moment, then died completely. Brian Sullivan could keenly sense that this bug also had “activity” in its body, but now that activity was slowly fading.

He opened a hidden hatch in the chassis and dragged the bug into the compartment.

Brian Sullivan was ready to study this thing carefully.

……

It took six years of hard work for Brian Sullivan to build the King Kong on his own, and he had to learn a lot of knowledge, which made him develop a habit of doing everything himself.

If it were an ordinary person, after killing such a big bug, they might just be curious for a moment and then throw it away.

But Brian Sullivan, with a researcher’s spirit, carefully photographed, recorded, dissected, and analyzed the bug, then categorized the data on his laptop for archival. He had a laptop dedicated to recording all kinds of information about the apocalypse.

Perhaps this was another way he was different from others. While others struggled to survive, he treated the apocalypse as a new world to explore.

“The muscle elasticity is very strong, definitely the result of activity enhancement... But how did this bug come into contact with activity? Could it be, like me, because of the meteorite fall?”

After recording all the bug’s data, Brian Sullivan frowned in deep thought.

He named the bug—Burrowing Bug.

Classified its attributes as—a mutated cockroach-type insect.

Combat power rating—low intelligence, very weak, extremely aggressive.