Rattlesnake Canyon, in the early years, because it was located in a low-lying area, had a deep pool of moisture, and all kinds of poisonous snakes and beasts were not completely extinct.

Among them, the rattlesnake is the most of them, there are no natural enemies, and the existence of the hegemon.

Until humans discovered metal mines in the vicinity and established human settlements.

The metal spill polluted the pond water, leaving the gold diggers with nothing but foul garbage. Fierce snakes and beasts are no longer as widespread as before。。。。。。

Gu Cheng was riding on a white horse, holding a map of animal skins in his hands, and his old face was covered with wind and frost.

Three months, this is already the third month that Gu Cheng has left Mustang Town.

"Anyway, Dan, are you going to do it? Seeing that the one-year deadline is approaching, why am I still in this broken place where birds don't?? ”

"This ,,,Back Mountain Town is in the southernmost part of the wasteland, and Rattlesnake Canyon is close to the Orc Ice Field, which is indeed a little farther away."

Dan spat out his old tongue, and the white gas on his nose was like substance!

Although the surrounding area is still a wasteland, the temperature has long since dropped to zero.

Rather than being deduced by the drop in temperature, the exertion of the supernatural power became more and more noticeably suppressed as it rapidly moved northward.

Without the physique of running continuously for a week, Dan's speed inevitably slowed down!

Of course, the slow pace of progress of one man and one horse is not entirely due to these external factors.

Gu Cheng stopped and stopped along the way, and he also lost a lot of time! Especially when Nilton told his eye-catching shit luck, Gu Cheng's originally straight road became even more rugged and bent.

It seems that somewhere along the way, there is always such a hero, waiting for him.

Unfortunately, these are just fantasies.

Along the way, nothing was found except yellow sand.

Of course, this is just a trivial matter on the way, after all, Gu Cheng is not willing to devote his energy to this blind gambling.

After reaching some cooperation with the Eagle Master, Gu Cheng also obtained a large amount of wasteland intelligence supply.

Wealthy people, bandits, etc. usually settle down and distribute their financial deposits.

Along the way, I stopped and stopped, killed a lot of people, robbed a lot of money, and offended a lot of forces that had been entrenched in the wasteland for a long time!

Gu Cheng didn't want to do this either, but time didn't allow it!

Nilton has already received news that the kingdom has changed dramatically, and Grand Duke Hela directly controls the lifeblood of the country!

This series of changes has completely distorted the previously planned script, and the next plot has long been unable to proceed reasonably.

Gu Cheng also had to plan for the worst.

Half a year later, the world will definitely have no room for living under the transcendental.

And this is only the best state.

It could be half a year, or it could be a month.

It is imperative to gather manpower as soon as possible and complete the construction of the last medium dungeon.

It stands to reason that the safest way now ,,, go directly to the Sheriff's Office and put up the 1 million bounty.

Then riding Dan in a chic manner and leaving this place of right and wrong quickly is what should really be done.

However, there are always accidents in reality.

Seven days after the explosion in Mustang Town, the reward order issued by Gu Cheng finally had a result.

Branson managed to escape the scene, but encountered a crocodile head ,,, Black Sir near Beishan Town, and was placed in front of Gu Cheng a few days later.

Fenrich was quick to hear from her.

But in the northernmost part of the wasteland, it is also known as the golden city in the center of the wasteland.

Inexplicably, the smell of conspiracy is permeating again.

Gu Cheng hated this feeling of being led by the nose very much.

After careful consideration, Gu Cheng still did not do such a lack of morality as abandoning his teammates.

At least for now, the situation has not reached the point of no return.

As the captain, you still have to help out.

It's definitely not because the campus screenwriter has not yet written the history of the villain's growth, for the sake of details and dealing with those more serious fourth natural disasters,,,, in short, Gu Cheng is not the best choice to leave the wasteland at present.

Screenwriter, a group responsible for supplementing the information of important characters in the Goblin School.

Generally, the actors are recruited and selected independently.

doesn't have much combat effectiveness, but they are all good at rapping and reversing right and wrong.

Gu Cheng's four-person team is naturally no exception, although they have been trained and practiced in advance, it is inevitable that the actors will always have their own ideas.

For example, Gu Cheng has been moving towards the road of whitewashing from beginning to end.

It's not useful, but it's still struggling.

The characters collapsed, the actions were conflicting and contradictory, the plot was not connected, the antecedents did not match the consequences, and the character performance was dry and there was no tension.

These are all screenwriters, a group of tongue-twisting masters, who need to make up for it.

After all, it is a service industry, and attitude is still very important.

Since you can't go back, let's go all the way to Heibei.

"Drive! Thief, your end has come. ”

The smoke and dust of a red-brown horse spinning obliquely, like a sharp sword stabbing from the storm, was already aimed at Gu Cheng.

"Huh?! Hahaha! Here comes another one who is dying. ”

Gu Cheng got off the horse, his eyes lit up, and the laughter had already spread.

Whenever you get a sum of money, there will always be cowboys who follow in their footsteps for the bounty.

As the frequency of his crimes becomes more and more intensive, the bounty is also increasing day by day.

From a few thousand to tens of thousands, it has now reached the 300,000 mark.

The bounty of 350,000 has already attracted the attention of some of the most famous cowboys in the wasteland.

Gu Cheng also started from playing with his opponent at will, and gradually declined.

But fortunately, the cowboys did not besiege this statement, and it has always been a one-on-one duel, which also gave Gu Cheng a great opportunity.

Gu Cheng's marksmanship has already had a bottleneck, and in the past three months, he has been constantly sparring, but there has been a phased progress.

Nowadays, even if you close your eyes or cover your ears, any wind and grass within 30 meters is inseparable from Gu Cheng's mastery.

Once he has a goal in mind, no one can stop his bullets.

The duel between Lao Ba and Black Jazz, compared to the two, well, now, it seems that there is still a certain gap between themselves...

The damn racial talent of the dead has helped a lot, but the time is still too short.

"Do you want a duel? Brat? Gu Cheng whistled, raised his head slightly, and looked teasing.

"I..."

Bang!

Gu Cheng suddenly fired the first shot.

Looking at the corpse that had fallen on the pool of blood, Gu Cheng made up for it a few more times, and then approached, and with a sigh, he searched for bullets and other loot.

"I'm sorry, man. Recently, there have been too many duels, and I'm in a hurry. ”

"Oh. You're really tasteless! Dan complained weakly on the side.

In this regard, Gu Cheng had no other way than to smile and whip back.

Rattlesnake Canyon, the last stronghold on the way to the Golden City.

Gu Cheng replenished the bullet, took a look at his bounty at the sheriff's office, and then found a hotel comfortably.

The lazy bird plague god who had been curled up in his arms was released to look at the wind, and a beautiful night was born.

And the cowboys who were chasing Gu Cheng, the bounty that was soaring, also came to the periphery of Rattlesnake Canyon one after another.

In the wasteland, it has been very uneven lately.

It could even be called the most chaotic period in history!

Perverts, madmen, are constantly born all over the wasteland.

The bounty has soared one after another in a short period of time, and the highest thief known as the "Ghost Gunner" has a bounty of 850,000, which is only one hammer away from 1 million.

The closer to this three-year covenant, the grassroots personnel of all parties are also preparing for their own exit.

An epic, wonderful finish, but very important!

Whether it's feelings or technology, if you can attract players to come to their dungeons often to sit down, you are successful.

Of course, among these many people, Gu Cheng's performance is not very outstanding.

The group of bounty hunters who followed behind the ass were not entirely due to the fame they had made in the past three months.

It seems that there is a force that drives Gu Cheng and the others towards the direction of the Golden City.

Today, the local residents of the Rattlesnake Canyon have long since moved away. There are no outsiders left here except for the various dungeon builders and operators.

But the whole canyon still does not seem empty, and even excessively lively.

Maybe it will be renamed the Valley of the Wicked, which will be more vivid.

Bounty Hunter, the highest combat power born in this wasteland dungeon, has begun to move towards the Golden City in all directions.

This copy built specifically for outsiders has begun to stretch his minions, and the battle for life and death is about to begin.

Gu Cheng got up the next day and wandered around the street, full of colleagues.

In addition to being surprised, there is also a sense of security.

"Perhaps, I may know the reason why the mortality rate of new students in the Goblin Dark Magic School has been high."

Gu Cheng looked at the fierce faces and the undisguised inhuman bodies.

Gu Cheng has a mother in his heart who sells criticism, and he doesn't know whether to talk about it or not.

Isn't this pretending?

Have you all started to flex your muscles?

But then again, is it really good for you to blatantly form a clique?

Following the flow of people, I entered the red light district of the tavern, which is the most crowded and concentrated.

While feeling the cheerful atmosphere in the tavern, I also found a subtle sense of spatial separation, and the entire tavern was divided into three distinct areas!

A group of half-fish people with scales all over their bodies, and even their gills on the outside of their faces, each holding their own starfish-like shotguns occupy a corner.

The horns of the head are sharp, and the orcs with dense hair on the solid muscles are holding the thigh-thick guns, and they are also very arrogant to occupy the central position.

As for Gu Cheng,,, he silently glanced at the two parties, and his footsteps were like the wind, and he had already come to a group of skinny and down-and-out travelers!

The clothes were in tatters, the guns were rusty and unkempt, the eyes were deeply sunken, and the faces were extremely pale.

The body trembled slightly, and he looked extremely unaccustomed to the soil, and drinking a glass of whiskey also became a luxury nobleman in the crowd.

Low-key, restrained!

It's dead!

Although Gu Cheng doesn't know much about his "unusually down" classmates, the characteristics of the old coercion are really the skills that everyone is born with.

Either hide your figure, or disguise yourself as a weak and low-level people.

It's really a shame!

But isn't that too much of an exaggeration?