"Ride my beloved little motorcycle, it will never ~ traffic jam..."

Wren hummed a little song all the way and ran wildly for hundreds of kilometers across the wasteland, and there were no Imperial cavalry behind him.

I have to say that this steam motorcycle looks very strange, but the user experience is extremely good.

The three-metre-diameter double-decker wheel has a super balanced suspension system, which ensures speed and gives this single-wheeled iron grunt a high degree of stability and safety in the complex terrain of the wasteland.

Even if the ground is uneven, this thing can be like a "rolling hoop", running and playing... The beauty of the big ring wheel design is that as long as the rider is well balanced, it will never roll over.

In addition, the inner ring is also set with a balance seat that changes quickly with gravity, so that the riders' posture can always be kept in a horizontal position, and the trajectory of the two six-wheeled muskets loaded by the locomotive will not deviate too much from the bull's-eye.

Of course, riding this kind of steam locomotive requires a lot of physical fitness from the rider, otherwise it will be those difficult acrobatic moves that can make people fall apart.

......

The steam locomotive galloped across the boundless wasteland, and since Wren had crossed it, there had never been a time when he was so comfortable and free.

The depression that had been accumulated in my heart for more than a year was blown away by the strong wind, and it became a passing cloud.

For the first time, he felt a kind embrace from this mysterious new world.

With "freedom", life truly has a sense of expectation.

But that's just the beginning.

......

Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly... Suddenly.

The sound of the boiler stopped abruptly.

After riding for hundreds of kilometers, the steam boiler of the motorcycle went out.

Wren had to stop and check it out, and the car was in good condition.

"Steam motorcycles actually use solid fuel?"

Only then did he discover that the motorcycle was not fueled, but a solid fuel called "high coal".

Compared with ordinary coal, the same volume of "high-burning coal" can provide hundreds of times the combustion energy.

However, its production is scarce and belongs to the rare associated ore in the coal seam. Often, in thousands of tons of ordinary coal mines, only a fist-sized piece of "high-burning coal" can be dug up.

In the past, when Wren was in the "Weasel Monster Thieves", he had seen old people grab this kind of thing.

A piece is worth thousands of miles, and the purity is worth tens of thousands, which is an extremely expensive and rare energy source.

This "high coal" was also a strategic resource officially controlled by the Omar and Sid empires, and was rarely used for civilian use.

At this moment, the high coal burning in the miniature boiler of the steam locomotive had been exhausted, and Wren had no spare but to get down and walk.

Fortunately, the ten cubic meters of space carried by the "Smart Brain" can fully stuff this locomotive.

Otherwise, he would have to throw this good thing away in the wasteland.

.......

As night fell, the fog that would come every night came as promised, enveloping the entire Ice Ridge Wasteland.

The wasteland at night is the most dangerous time.

All kinds of nocturnal monsters began to emerge from their nests and forage for food in the wasteland.

Humans without the protection of the mechanical city are the favorite prey of the predatory monsters.

Dense fog and darkness make visibility extremely low, with occasional areas of dense fog where you can't see your fingers.

And in order to survive, the monsters of the wasteland have evolved a keener sense of smell and hearing over hundreds of millions of years. They are keenly aware of the scent and sounds of their prey in the mist. They are like assassins who are naturally stealthy, and when they get close to their prey, they will burst out and bite off the neck of the wilderness traveler when the prey is unaware.

"Probably no one will chase hundreds of kilometers to catch my little shrimp..."

Wren stood at a high post and watched for a while, making sure it was safe to be nearby.

He also did not dare to violate the "nocturnal taboo" of walking in the wilderness, but planned to set up a simple camp for the night.

Not to mention that he is an [Awakener] who has just broken through the first-order genetic lock, even a third-order [Demon Hunter] is not willing to travel alone in the fog at night.

There is a proverb in this world: in the thick fog of the night lies the "great terror", and travelers from other lands will lose their way and fall into the abyss...

Beyond the Iron Castle, there has always been a prey ground for the Warcraft, who are the masters of the wasteland.

There are countless terrifying creatures hidden in the dark mist, such as gnolls, human-faced ghost spiders, earth brown bears, earth dragons...

......

Wren had learned the common sense of wilderness survival in the new training group, and he knew that "fire" was the best way to dispel the fog and most of the nocturnal monsters.

He set up a makeshift camp, then found some dry bushes and lit a campfire next to the camp.

The silence of the night in the wilderness, the silence around is somewhat terrifying.

The firelight gave Wren the only bit of solace, and the warmth dispelled the wet fog.

He ate a little dry food, and then estimated his itinerary and destination for tomorrow: "The nearest large human gathering point should be 'Snow Eagle Castle', which is at least a thousand kilometers to the east. I hope it's still there, not migrated..."

Wren prayed.

"Snow Eagle Castle" is a small city with a population of more than 100,000.

Three months ago, the "Weasel Regiment" had passed by in the vicinity, and Wren had written down its approximate coordinates for the purpose of escape.

But the cities of this world are all mobile, and he is not sure that the city is still in its original location.

Because the operation of the steam machinery city requires a huge amount of energy - coal!

In the Ice Ridge Wasteland, long-distance energy transportation lines are vulnerable to attacks by monster thieves and monsters.

Therefore, the human city is always near the resource point, coal mines, timber, salt and various metal mines...

Where there are resources, there are human gathering points.

When resources are depleted, cities move like shepherds, looking for the next resource-rich area to stay.

"If all goes well, it'll take at least five days to get there... I hope these nights will be spent safely. ”

Around the campfire, the light of the blazing fire illuminated a resolute face.

Wren chewed black bread in his mouth, thinking about his "new life" in the future.

Only by finding a human stronghold can he plan other plans that will follow.

Now he has escaped from the Monster Thieves and is free. He plans to find a human gathering point first, spend some money to forge a new identity, and start a new life.

Moreover, he still has a few things that need to be resolved as soon as possible.

Those "blood nematodes" in his body are always a hidden danger, and he wants to go to some senior doctors to find a way to solve this problem completely.

In addition, the translation of the 'Monkel script' also needs to be on the agenda. He is now advanced to the extraordinary, and he is also in urgent need of a good Gene Source Force cultivation method;

As for the map to the wreck of the airship left by Baron Morin, there is no need to consider it for the time being. Judging from the situations described in Morin's diary, Wren felt that he had to break through at least the second-order genetic lock to protect himself, and considered exploring it again.

Night, quiet almost terrifying.

After thinking about it, Wren pulled out the storage ring in his pocket again.

This is the one that killed Pisis today.

I looked at it, and it was a great harvest again!

Potions are indeed the most endowed small wave of people.

Although the contents of this storage ring do not seem to be as valuable as the ones left by Baron Morin, Pisis has been in the Monster Thieves for three years after all, and has accumulated a lot of strange materials and treasures in his hands.

For example, the collection in front of you.

The work of the only Grandmaster-level forger in the Oma Empire, "Primo".

"This is a hand-forged surgical suit from the 'Master Primo' of the Imperial Capital of Oma?"

Wren didn't look at the potion recipes, but was instantly sucked in by the silver-looking set of fine surgical instruments.

Various models of scalpels, vascular forceps, tweezers, hacksaws... There are hundreds of them.

Each handle is delicately engraved with a pattern, as well as the initials "Master Primo".

This is the legendary top-notch surgical instrument, forged with Mithril and Haytham alloy, with perfect craftsmanship at the level of art...

He remembered that in Maureen's diary, he had made a wish for such a set of "luxury" surgical instruments, but he had never bought such a set of surgical instruments as a baron. This Pisis actually has a collection?

Probably a thief.

"I happen to be a doctor in the future, and this set of tools seems to be quite handy..."

Wren played with it a little, and he couldn't put it down.

The device has two inscriptions, enchanted [Tenacity] and [Sharpness], which are very strong and sharp.

At the very least, if he uses this scalpel to cast [Cut Throat] on the enemy, he doesn't have to worry about the blade breaking.

And the surprise doesn't stop there.

At this time, Wren actually found that's storage ring actually had a set of steam mechanical power arms of a metal exoskeleton in his collection!

"Huh... Good stuff! ”