A rock swaggered out of the swamp, and the huge body of more than ten meters long was covered with mud oars, and as soon as the mud at the bottom of the swamp came into contact with the fresh air, it immediately turned into solid armor, and the attacks of ordinary beasts had no effect at all.

What's more, no beast dares to enter the central swamp to attack the rock dragon at the top of the food chain!

The entire island of death is divided into six areas in a circle, the outermost rock area is the safe area, and the Fallen Town is built in the "hole" and "hole" of the rock area.

The more you go to the center of Death Island, the more beasts live and the more dangerous you are!

In particular, the swampy area in the center of Death Island is the entrance to hell in the minds of death row inmates!

There are at least four extremely dangerous beasts living here, and the natural environment is extremely harsh, so ordinary people will have the advantage of 'sexuality' even if they come here to walk around, let alone live and hunt here for a long time.

The rock dragon seemed to know this very well, and as if no one was around, it crossed a small forest, stopped under a tung tree, and rubbed its skin against the bark, which was a rare pleasure for such a behemoth.

There was no trace of a ceratosaurus, no neighing of the unicorn frog snake around, and the tight treetops blocked the attack route of the winged tiger even more—apart from these three beasts, there was nothing left to hurt it in this forest......

Thinking like this, the rock dragon didn't notice a black shadow approaching silently from behind, it was a mecha covered in mud, and the mud was covered in dead leaves and weeds, like a mess of mud.

Even the magnetic 'swing' blade in his hand was smeared with a thick layer of mud.

Death came in an instant, and the ghostly mecha somehow flashed under the rock dragon's body, and 'thrust' the dagger into its lower abdomen. The rock dragon was surrounded by mud armor all over its body, but there was a breathing hole in its lower abdomen. The fragile breathing hole became a deadly vein 'gate', and in just a few seconds, the oscillating force shattered the rock dragon's internal organs from within......

"The captain is back!"

The only dirt hill in the swamp area suddenly cracked open on both sides, 'exposing' a flat road with automated defensive firepower on both sides.

This is the thirteenth hunting team, and the only hunting team stationed in the swampy area.

The captain of the Thirteenth Hunting Squad is named Kai, a trained former professional soldier.

In fact, the twenty-six prisoners of the entire 13th Hunting Regiment, all of whom were professional soldiers of the same unit.

Before they were thrown into this living hell, they had already undergone harsh training in the forest, galloping through the harsh forests of various planets. In the two years since they arrived here, these former special forces have been honed like beasts.

Kai dumps his prey to the logistics officer and climbs out of the mech's cockpit. He was a middle-aged man with black hair, but his temples were unnaturally white, and his left eye was crossed by a scar, and the remaining right eye looked particularly strong.

"Damn, slaughtering a mere rock dragon actually broke the power plant of this new mecha again!" Kai said puffingly, frowning at the garage, where an armored off-road vehicle was parked.

"Mo Feng, it seems that the witch god is in the car?" Normally, if there is no need, the witch god will not easily send people to this most dangerous area. Every month, the men of the Thirteenth Hunting Team sent their prey outside in exchange for a month's worth of food and utensils.

Mo Feng was Kai's lieutenant in the army, he shook his long hair, and said with a wry smile: "The witch god has sent us a new ding."

"Xinding?" Kai scoffed, "How can the witch god be so kind, what is this guy's specialty?"

The environment in the swamp area is very harsh, and each member of the 13th Hunting Team has their own special ability to survive here.

The expression on Mo Feng's face was very strange, and he smiled bitterly: "I heard that his specialty is cleaning mecha ......"

"Cleaning mechs?" Kai laughed, "You're not kidding, are you?"

Mo Feng shook his head, sighed and said: "I heard from others that this kid somehow offended the witch god, the witch god originally wanted to kill him outside, but later it was the old man of the sea who interceded, and the witch god couldn't do it in person, so he sent this kid to our thirteenth hunting team and borrowed a knife to kill people."

Kai frowned and said, "We don't care who the scumbag of the witch god wants to kill. But just casually 'inserting' a fool in, in case something happens, Lao Tzu's people need to save him, what if the whole hunting team is dragged down in the end?" Bastard, this man can't ask for it!"

Before the words fell, the people sent by the witch god seemed to see Kai returning, and immediately drove the armored car to fly away.

The dust and smoke cleared, leaving only a thin and lonely figure.

This person is none other than He Ruozhi.

He Ruozhi looked around very curiously, and he found that although this 'hole' and 'hole' base were not as large as Fallen Town in terms of scale, the surrounding area was very neat, and the 'cross' fire defense system at the entrance of the 'hole' in front was also quite clever, and the distance between the energy warehouse and the maintenance workshop and the training camp was just right. The builder must be a master!

On the way here, the Witch God's subordinates had already described the horror of the swamp area as exaggerated as possible, but He Ruozhi had already been mentally prepared for this. He also wanted to take advantage of the difficult environment here to do a systematic tempering of himself - since he had seen masters like Long Zhan and Mozart, He Ruozhi had a more far-reaching understanding of the realm of mecha arts, and his desire to improve his strength was very strong.

He Ruozhi looked at the two people who were walking over silently, and it could be seen that although they were not the top masters like Long Zhan, there was another trace between their gestures.

He Ruozhi was sure that they had received professional team training, and it was very likely that they were armed personnel of a certain organization or simply soldiers.

"What's your name!" Kai walked in front of He Ruozhi, his brows almost tied into a dead knot.

The witch god gave him a detailed information about Xinding, which showed that this guy's 'essence' divine power and physical strength were all failing

I'm afraid that even an old woman in her sixties is stronger than him!

Kai estimates that even if this guy goes out and stands in the forest for a while, he will be smoked by the miasma!

Poor fellow, I'm afraid that this time tomorrow will turn into a pile of dry bones, right?

"My name is He Ruozhi."

"He Ruozhi ......" Kaihu scratched his scalp and said in a rough voice, "Listen, maybe you don't know your situation yet, so now I'm going to tell you that you have come to the 'gate' of hell, and when you will step into the real death depends on what you can contribute to our team." If I'm sure you're a person of even the slightest use, then I'll ask my men to give you some food, otherwise I can't 'waste' precious food on a waste that probably won't survive the next week!"

He Ruozhi said softly: "I'm not a waste, I can repair mechas."

Kai was stunned, no matter what crime this kid in front of him had committed, his courage was really not small.

The Thirteenth Hunting Party had been living in the swamp for two years, and during these two years they had been fighting like wild beasts almost every day, and over time everyone had a strong murderous aura left on them. The other party is just an ordinary person, and he can actually stand tall in front of this fierce murderous aura, which is also a bit of a skill

Mo Feng said: "Captain, this kid said that he would repair the mecha, and it just so happens that your mecha is not broken, then let him try it."

Kai shook his head and said: "No, this mecha is the latest Athlon series, our thirteenth hunting team only has such one, if it is broken, then we can only go to the witch god to repair it, the ghost knows what price that guy will pay!" Let's wait for Luke to fix it

"Have you forgotten Captain, Rook was injured by the Ceratosaurus when he went out hunting the day before yesterday, and now he is lying motionless in the life support tank, and I am afraid it will be difficult to move in the past two days."

We can't risk it, we don't have a lot of Death Coins on hand. Kai glanced at He Ruozhi, sighed and said, "Boy, since you are here, you can get a free dinner today, and tomorrow I will find two simple mecha for you to see, if you really know how to do that, I can keep you." If you don't know anything......

Then I can only be sorry, living here is so cruel!"

For dinner, I ate rock dragon 'meat'.

The skin and bones of this beast can be used to make mechas, and the brain marrow is a very valuable 'medicine'!

These things are to be processed and transported outside, where they are exchanged for necessary survival supplies from the witch gods.

As for the rock dragon 'meat', it is a delicious meal for the members of the 13th Hunting Team!

To be honest, this 'meat' tastes really bad, not only is it rough and tough like leather, but it also exudes a special foul smell, which can cause strong stomach discomfort after eating it.

What's even more depressing is that this kind of 'meat' can't be cooked with fire, because once the temperature exceeds 100 degrees, it will destroy 99% of the nutrients in the 'meat', and eating it is equivalent to not eating it.

Most of the members of the hunting team were accustomed to the 'meat' of the rock dragon, and one by one they grinned and cut off the 'meat' pieces with their daggers, and feasted on them.

They don't have time to care about whether the 'meat' is tender or not, whether the taste is delicious, only nutrition is the first priority here, and with adequate nutrition, there is hope for survival.

Today the situation is different, because there is a new Ding in the midst of them, and he is said to be a very weak fellow!

Compared with the hunters' hard and rough bodies as hard as bronze that were exposed to wind and rain, He Ruozhi was much weaker and incompatible with the surrounding environment.

He's like a lion in the middle of it. Even if the other party has no malicious intent, the situation is bad enough.

A hunter grinned and cut off a large piece of fishy, smelly, bloodless 'meat' from the rock dragon's 'leg' and handed it over: "Here, newcomer, try this!" ”

Everyone laughed for a while, as if they had seen He Ruozhi choked half to death, and they all knew that even special forces like them, who had been trained harshly from forest warfare, couldn't help but vomit bile when they first ate the 'meat' of the rock dragon. It's a lot of fun!

In front of everyone's eyes, He Ruozhi unhurriedly put the 'meat' piece in front of him, borrowed two daggers from Kai and Mo Feng, and cut them quickly.

As soon as everyone saw a 'flower' in front of them, He Ruozhi had already completed the action, and the 'meat' in front of him was cut into dozens of perfect slices, each of which was only as thin as a page. He Ruozhi twisted a piece very gently and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, as if he was enjoying some supreme delicious half, and finally swallowed it simply. It is delicious. He Ruozhi said with a smile.

All the hunters were stunned, this, is this a human or a monster, and they would actually say that the rock dragon 'meat' is delicious? Could it be that there is something wrong with his sense of smell, and even his sense of taste has been destroyed?

What a freak!

Just when they were stunned, He Ruozhi had swept away all the 'meat' pieces in front of him, and he didn't even leave any 'meat' crumbs.

He Ruozhi was still unfinished, and after saying "I'm sorry", he stood up and came to Yanlong generously.

The rock dragon had been disemboweled, and the stench in its abdomen was so foul that even hunters did not want to approach it.

He Ruozhi '' the two daggers and flew up and down, and after a while, he cut off a large piece of 'meat'.

The place where he had cut it was 'exposed' was white bones, and not even half of the 'flesh' remained.

He Ruozhi remembered Kratos, no matter what the situation, he had to eat first before speaking.

The same is true for him, only by absorbing the energy of the outside world as much as possible can he save himself in the face of future emergencies. One of the hunters suddenly exclaimed, "Behold, the bones he cleaned!"

Seeing He Ruozhi's masterpiece, everyone stood up, and Kai said excitedly: "He Ruozhi, you can actually separate the 'meat' from the bones so cleanly!"