The blood pupil who has obtained the new part is in a good mood. It's rare to get a good night's sleep. Early the next morning he arrived at Vic's chamber. Before he could knock, the door opened. Old Vic walked out in good spirits.

"Is this leaving? Don't say goodbye to everyone? ”

Blood Pupil shook her head indifferently. "It doesn't make sense."

"That's right. People like you are not destined to come together with us. We are lucky to have been able to travel with you for so long. Old Vic patted Bloodpupil's shoulder. Walk with me? ”

"Okay." The blood pupil happily agreed. He followed Old Vic out of the carriage.

The gathering point in the early morning was deserted. There weren't many figures moving around. Blood Pupil and Old Vic slowly walked down the dirt road at the gathering point. Breathe in the rare fresh air. Yesterday was a sunny day, so today's air pollution is not high. This is already a rare pleasure in the last days. The two of them didn't speak, just walked forward silently. After a while, Old Vic sighed suddenly.

"It's okay to be a hunter."

"Hmm." Blood Pupil nodded. He knew what Old Vic was going to say. This is also a decision he has made since the last time he talked to Old Vic.

But he didn't want old Vic to suddenly change the subject. "What about Sarah?"

"What?" The blood pupil was stunned.

"My baby pharmacist Sarah." Old Vic stopped. "Don't tell me I don't know Sarah's heart, although it hasn't been long, but I can see that the little girl likes you. You're just leaving, what is she going to do? ”

"............" The blood pupil was silent for a while. It took a while to raise his head. Glanced at Old Vic. "It's already a blessing to be alive. We can't ask for more. ”

Old Vic stopped talking, just stared at the blood pupils quietly. It took a while before he sighed. "That's right, it's already happiness to be alive. You're more open than I am. Let's go, go to the convoy. I've got something for you. ”

The blood pupil didn't ask what it was. Following the footsteps of Old Vic, he made a few turns and came to the rear of the convoy. An eighty percent new desert locomotive is quietly parked here. It was loaded with some supplies and oil.

"Take it. This is my gift for you. Old Vic reached out and stroked the locomotive for a while, then checked the state of the locomotive with his own hands and said to the blood pupil.

This locomotive was the trophy of the last exchange of fire with the bandits. It is also the main cargo of the brigade to exchange resources at the moment. But it was used by the old Vic to leave one. I just want to give it to the blood pupil.

The locomotives of the bandits were all modified. Not only is the horsepower strong, but the drive and tires have been adapted to the wasteland terrain. This is extremely important for the blood pupil. Originally, Blood Pupil also planned to buy a motorcycle to travel, but it was obviously not necessary at the moment.

"Thank you." Looking at Old Vic's encouraging smile, the blood pupil said very seriously. Then I accepted the gift.

Back in the brigade, most of the travelers had not gotten out of bed. The blood pupil quietly carried his luggage onto the locomotive. Then he left quietly. From beginning to end, he did not alarm anyone. But he didn't know what to say, and at this moment in the convoy of brigades behind him, there were eyes behind the windows of almost every carriage. silently saw him off.

Behind one of the windows, the little girl, Sarah, was already teary-eyed.

"Mr. Bloodpupil...... I wish you a smooth journey. Sarah...... ...... will pray for you"

Sarah's hand clutched a worn-out cloth bag containing twelve Golden Vicks. It was the most embarrassing gift that Blood Pupil had left her last night.

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The wind howled in the sky, kicking up large expanses of dust. In the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed since the blood pupil left the gathering point. During this time, a new hunter appeared in the famous hunting city of Tucker in the last days.

Hunters are a common profession in the last days. Very similar to mercenaries in the traditional sense. It's just that their mission is more related to mutant beasts. There are many mutant beasts in the last days, and their existence is extremely harmful. Mutants are beasts whose genetic chains have been altered by radiation. It has the cruelty peculiar to beasts, and it has more cunning that beasts do not have. So it's very dangerous. A mutated toothed wolf can shred a strong adult male in a matter of seconds. It can also attack human gathering points and towns in groups.

So the hunter appeared. As a profession that specializes in hunting mutant beasts for a living, each of them is an experienced warrior. And with decent combat equipment. Mutants are dangerous, but their parts are also extremely sought-after. The hunter's job is to hunt them and find what he wants from their carcasses. As a famous hunting city, Tucker also has a hunter's guild where hunters can find information about mutant beasts and accept hunting missions. ,

At first, the new hunter who appeared in Tucker didn't attract much attention. Because Tucker has so many hunters. As the seat of the Hunters' Guild, there are many hunters living here. However, it soon became apparent that this new hunter was different from most people. Most of the other hunters hunt milder mutants. That is, herbivores in the past. But the hunter's goal was the ferocious aggressive mutant beast. Although there are no more pure gentle mutants in the post-apocalyptic world, this hunter's goal still surprises most people.

The first prey he hunted was a mutated clawed beast. It was a gigantic insect-like mutant beast. It has a carapace as strong as steel and front claws as sharp as a knife. It has a height of two meters and a length of four meters. Can attack human armored vehicles head-on when angry. It is one of the mutant beasts classified as highly dangerous.

But by the time it was sent to the Hunters' Guild, it had been cut in half. A smooth wound cut it off. From the wound, it looks like a knife wound. But it is clear to everyone that no hunting knife in this world can be so sharp as to cut all the clawed shells in two. What's more, there is no hunting knife as long as the size of a clawed shell.

The second prey was a Tucker mutant python the size of a basin. Known for living in the canyon area around Tucker. This mutant beast is more terrifying than the clawed beast, because its strength is terrifying, and even a tank can be twisted into twists under its strangulation. This time, however, it was thrown as prey in the courtyard of the Hunters' Guild. The fatal wound was a fist-sized hole in the head. With the size of a tac python, such a wound is nothing. However, people found that although the hole was not large, it was extremely deep. It penetrated the skull of the Tucker python deep into the brain, and almost even penetrated the entire head.

No one knew what the hunter had done. Because even the strongest heavily armed sniper can't do that. But there is no doubt that after this time, the new hunter became famous. He had a nickname.

"Tucker Challenger."

Meant the person who challenged the record of the Tucker Hunter's Guild.

The hunter didn't disappoint. Each of the prey he sent one after another was a high-risk mutant beast on the list. And one is more dangerous than the other, and one is stronger than the other. In the records of the Hunter's Guild, the hunter's rank has increased rapidly. It soon reached a height that most people look up to. Received a coveted and huge honorarium. But not many people have seen this hunter so far. Only old John, who accepted the prey, knew who the hunter was.

"Speaking of which, the kid hasn't sent his prey for a few days. He's so young......" Old John lay in the chair of the Hunters' Guild, looking bored at the sky.

The person he was thinking about was now resting in a ravine thirty kilometers away from Tucker.

A makeshift stove surrounded by stones, on which a black iron pot was steaming. From time to time, pieces of tender flesh with white flowers are turned up. The blood pupil leaned lazily on the locomotive, the tattered double-barreled shotgun at hand. Not far behind him was a bunch of clawed beasts that had been peeled open. The flesh had been dug up, leaving only the dirty carapace.

He's been here for quite some time now, and he's made a name for himself among hunters. In fact, although the hunter profession is dangerous, the rewards are also extremely high. As long as they can get enough prey, they are better off than most. In particular, the missions issued by the Hunter's Guild are accompanied by extremely high rewards. Blood Pupil earned more than two hundred gold victors during this period of time.

That's a lot of money. According to the price of goods in this world, this money is enough for the blood pupil to live from now until he dies of old age. But that's just for him. Because he doesn't need to change gear as often as most hunters. It is important to know that according to the usual practice of hunters, almost 50% of the reward for a mission has to be spent on upgrading equipment and replenishing ammunition. There are also huge amounts of money to be paid for intelligence, medical expenses, and pensions for those who have died in battle. There's really not much money left behind for their hard work.

Lunch is clawed beast meat, and this mutant beast has a small piece of meat behind its head that is low-contamination, and it is the food that the blood pupil needs most right now. I saw that the food in the iron pot was almost cooked. The blood pupil threw a handful of spices into it again, and was about to eat. But just as he was about to fish out a piece of cooked meat, a gunshot suddenly rang out on the other side of the canyon.

Blood Pupil was stunned for a moment, and slowly stood up......

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