In the middle of the night, iron slag burrowed through the window back into the room of the giant wooden barrel. Putting down the two boxes of compressed biscuits, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to worry about starving to death on the way.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered a question. What did he do with all the hardships, risking the possibility of dying on the road, and running to the end of the world?

Getting stronger? It doesn't seem to be.

According to Alice, as a traditional evolutionary, he relied entirely on his innate talent. There are no secret tomes, you can't practice like a psyker, and the effect of training is minimal. Even if you get to the temple, it is estimated that there will not be any good way to increase your strength.

On the other hand, as an insect mutant, he can only rely on genetic predation. However, this skill is premised on killing the other party, and it is estimated that the temple will not be able to provide him with any benefits. If you want to become stronger, you can only rely on your own search for the same kind with suitable skills all over the world, and then plunder or be plundered, and even face the collapse of the gene chain.

Furthermore, what is the meaning of becoming stronger?

Until then, he hopes to have enough strength to help Lena through the difficulties of her family's marriage. But now it seems that there is no need for this. If Elina's strength can't change his fate, then he can't do anything.

He never thought that the strength of him and Lena could be so far apart, so far away that there was no end in sight.

In this world, is there anything more depressing than being killed in seconds? Yes! That is, the person who killed him in seconds was killed by someone else......

This gap is simply unbearable!

Lena aside, why on earth did he get stronger?

When he was young, he wanted to have power in order to win against the child who bullied him. And after the death of the old man Tie, the reason why he became stronger was to live and have something to eat. Later, the purpose of becoming stronger was to have a place to live.

But now that he has food to eat and a place to live, it seems that there is no urgent need, so why should he gain strength?

For so many years, he has been like a weed in the wasteland, with no other pursuit than survival. And now he has crossed mountains and mountains, trekked through mountains and rivers, and drifted across the ocean to an unknown place, which has nothing to do with survival, and even violates the principle of "living".

So, why exactly did he go to the end of the world? Why get stronger?

He didn't have the answers to these questions, and he couldn't figure them out.

After pondering for a long time, he took out a small paper tube from his bosom, unscrewed the lid, and pulled out an old yellowed scroll.

The scroll was opened, and in the dim moonlight, ancient handwriting leaped onto the paper.

"Hello, friend from afar......"

The deep tone, as if from an elderly elder, with his old and calm voice, truly invited him to go to the end of the world.

The handwriting in the letter is vigorous and powerful, and there is perseverance and vicissitudes between the lines. It seems that every stroke, every stroke, is a knife mark engraved on the steel, which makes him feel extremely heavy!

This page is like the vast sea, and the words on the paper are like ships riding the wind and waves.

At this point, he remembered the old flute's account of the messenger.

This inscrutable traveler has come on foot from the ends of the world to deliver the letter by hand.

This sincerity, this attention, is something he has never encountered in his life. Growing up in a garbage heap, he has seen the warmth and coldness of the world, but he has never been so respected. Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind. As long as there is still a breath left, he will go to the end of the world, even if it is just a glance!

Because, sincerity can only be repaid with sincerity.

The moonlight shines through the small window, gently shining on the young man's calm face, and time flows quietly......

In the blur, the consciousness of the iron slag became weaker and weaker. Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden commotion downstairs. His whole body shook, and he immediately came to his senses, squinting his eyes and listening carefully to the sounds below.

I found out so quickly, wouldn't it......

Iron Slag hesitated in his heart, what should he do if someone from the supply market came to his door? Can you kill people when you have to? If he steals something and kills people, what is the essential difference between him and the scum in Silver City-Carl Leiling?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang ......"

Iron Slag held his breath and quietly stepped onto the locomotive. He had already figured out that if someone came to the door, he would immediately crash out and find the next coastal town to take a boat.

"Brother Tie, something happened! Come and help! ”

There was an anxious voice from the accountant Wu Congyun outside, and Tie Slag suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, got out of the car, and opened the door.

The accountant stood outside the door, and when he saw the iron slag, he immediately shouted at the throat of the male duck, "It's a big deal!" The ship is gone! The boat that just arrived is gone! ”

"Huh?" Iron Slag frowned.

"That old rascal lost the ship!" The accountant said indignantly.

"What!" At this moment, the blue tendons on the forehead of the iron slag were rising, and the blood vessels were beating non-stop.

Next, the accountant explained the cause and effect of the matter. About half an hour ago, the Hound Farm sent someone to inform him that the captain had lost a lot of money and had mortgaged the Beidou to them. The first mate took people to rescue the captain, but they were all arrested. The accountant saw that he had no choice, so he had to come to the iron slag to discuss countermeasures.

In order to catch the boat, Iron Slag had to push the locomotive out of the bar, catch the accountant, and rush to the hound farm at full speed.

More than ten minutes later, a red locomotive broke into the farm, rampage all the way, and finally braked sharply in front of the main building. The locomotive driver jumped down, drew his knife and gun, and was about to make a big move. At this moment, the door of the main building opened, and a red-haired woman walked out, followed by Captain Xia Yihan. At this moment, the captain was talking and laughing, not at all like he had lost all his underwear and was trapped here.

Seeing the iron slag, the captain greeted him and introduced to the redhead, "Come, get to know you, this is the captain of the Beidou, Ms. Zhao Linglong." ”

Listening to the captain's words, Iron Slag almost slipped his hand and couldn't grasp the weapon, and then said, "I don't care who the captain is, just send me to the snowy ice field." ”

"This is no problem, I have already discussed it with Captain Zhao." The captain said.

Zhao Linglong glanced at the iron slag, nodded slightly, and agreed.

"What about me?" The accountant leaned in and asked.

"We are now Captain Zhao's subordinates, and you are still the accountant of the Beidou." The captain replied.

In this way, Captain Xia Yihan sold all the people on the ship, including himself......

Of course, for iron slag, as long as there is a boat to ride, it doesn't matter who is the captain.

For the next period of time, it was finally calm and there were no more accidents. During this period, the iron slag has been hiding in the giant wooden barrel and staying at home. After all, he stole something, and it was not good to wander around again so as not to be recognized. The captain circled around Zhao Linglong every day, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, bragging and patting the horse. Although Zhao Linglong has a cold temperament and doesn't talk much, she can't help but be thick-skinned and laughed from time to time.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it's time to set off.

In the early morning of this day, there was light snow in the sky, and the entire town of Luoyan was shrouded in a haze. The white roof, the small chimney, and the small windows that emit warm candlelight, everything is so peaceful and quiet.

While the people of Falling Goose Town hid in the warm bed, Iron Slag packed his gear, put on the trench coat that Lena had given him, stepped on the red comet, and braved the fine snow to the docks.

In the morning light, a steel ship tens of meters long quietly stopped at the dock. A long bridge connects the ground to the hull. Iron slag twisted the throttle hard, and with the roar of the engine, it rushed onto the bridge, jumped into the air, and flew directly to the deck of the Beidou.

"Good morning, brother."

Looking up, Captain Xia Yihan was standing at the bow of the boat to greet him. Today, the captain wears a red military coat and a black cap, which has a bit of a pirate boss. It's just that he's not a captain now, he's just a navigator.

After a while, the sailors began to board the ship through the board bridge. Iron Slag unceremoniously commands Alice to scan every sailor who comes aboard. The red comet's nose shoots blue, green, and white rays of light, probing back and forth on the sailors. At this time, the iron slag no longer cares about the feelings of others. He wants to know the strength of everyone on board. Otherwise, if you go to sea, there will be no possibility of escape. He would never allow anyone stronger than him to exist on board, and if there were, he would choose to disembark.

Most of the sailors who were forced to scan were unhappy. After all, this is personal privacy, and no one wants to expose their physical condition to the eyes of others. But they all dare to be angry and dare not speak, and there is no other way than to complain in secret.

At this time, a strong man with a fish scale tattoo got on the boat. He saw three rays of light sweeping over, and immediately dodged to the side, and then roared angrily, "What a fool scanning! ”

"Me, do you have any comments?" Iron Slag narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the strong man.

"Die!" The strong man shouted violently, and his exposed skin instantly turned crimson! At the same time, he took a step forward, clasped his shoulders with one hand, and slammed into the iron slag.

Antify muscles!

Iron Slag's pupils shrank, and the other party turned out to be an insectized mutant. The characteristic of ant-shaped muscles is that the skin turns red at the moment of exertion. This is because the principle of antifying muscles to build strength is to instantly increase the concentration of ATP (adenosine triphosphate) in the body, so as to enhance the explosive power of muscles.

This explosive power is extremely strong, and the iron slag does not dare to touch it hard, so he hurriedly avoids it sideways.

The strong man hit the air, his body rushed forward uncontrollably, and the iron slag reflexively kicked on the strong man's thigh! With a muffled "bang", the strong man was kicked out, rolled on the deck five or six times in a row, and finally crashed into a pile of wooden boxes.

After a while, the strong man got up and honestly returned to the iron slag to be scanned by the red comet.

[Insect mutant human genes were detected, and the mutant gene fragments were highly consistent with the "ant muscles" in the database, and the overall combat power level was the primary level of black iron, with an error rate of 89%]

"Black iron level, good strength." Iron Slag looked at the data on the screen and said to himself.

The strong man couldn't hear whether it was praise or ridicule, and his face was red and white, looking very embarrassed.