"Stinky?" Tianxiang frowned: "Could it be that apart from you, no one else has any reaction to this?"

"Not really." Wang Kuang replied honestly: "This stranger is very strange. Even on a hot day, he was wrapped in several thick clothes. It's thick enough to cover the unpleasant stench, so the smell fades a lot."

"A very smelly person?" Tianxiang shook his head slightly: "What did he teach you to know?" Or what did he teach you?" Many, there are all aspects of cardiovascular disease. /。 Qb⑤。 Speaking of this, Wang Kuang's eyes involuntarily revealed a kind of bitter coldness and hatred: "He taught us how to stock insects, how to hunt carnivorous insects with a simple and practical pair, how to make bows and crossbows, and how to exercise metal ...... Even the wind turbine was made by my people under his direction......"

"If he's so useful, why do you hate him so much?" Tianxiang Qidao. He 。。。。。。 He...... That bastard, he, he killed my sister, my sister, and 。。。。。。 And, my mother! “

Suddenly, Wang Kuang seemed to be the same, fell to the ground on his knees, and hung his head Tao and cried bitterly.

Tianxiang didn't speak, just stood there, coldly watching Wang Kuang with tears in his eyes. "I... I don't know why my father believed in him so much. So much so that all the big and small things in the clan were put in charge of him. But that was the day. He... He actually peeled my mother alive... All of them。。。。。 The 。。。。。 of the skin ”

"Skin?" The pupils in Tianxiang's eyes shrank suddenly: "You mean, human skin?" ”

"yes. . . Whining.. Wang Kuang, who fell to the ground, was already crying: "My sister... Only eleven years old... At that moment, Tianxiang couldn't help but think of Tianrou.

"Why would he do that?" Unconsciously, Tianxiang's tone of voice was suddenly mixed with an inexplicable anger.

"Wind turbines." Wang Kuang choked and clenched his fists fiercely. Heavy on the ground, red eyes, said fiercely: "He said, only a woman's skin can act as a mask on the generator." For the happiness of the whole people. Only...... "It's just a wind turbine." Tianxiang was a little strange: "Could it be that your people can watch him mess around at will?" Even if a generator can produce a certain amount of energy, it is extremely limited. What did he do to make you so afraid of him? ”

"I don't know. He said, he said, that's ...... The referee of the gods ......" Speaking of this, Wang Kuang's eyes were obviously a little more inexplicably afraid. Even the voice involuntarily began to tremble. "The Celestials' Judge?" An imperceptible color flashed on Tianxiang's face: "What is that?" "I've never seen a weapon that was so terrifying." Wang Kuang's upper and lower teeth suddenly shivered: "It... It should be a weapon。。。。。。 A weapon bestowed by the gods. It........ It is able to do so in an instant. Kill a terrifying insect beast with ease。。。。。。。 It's horrible... ”

"Weapons?" Tianxiang frowned: "You guys have ancient guns in your hands, you can also do this!" How could it be ....." "No! No! No! You haven't seen the power of that weapon with your own eyes. Wang Kuang shook his head nervously, and hurriedly explained: "It is completely different from a firearm, the judgment of the gods completely relies on wind turbines to operate, it, it can completely burn a worm beast in an instant. Not even a trace will be left behind。。。。。 That kind of thing... It's horrible. That day, it killed nearly 100 insects and beasts at one time. also saved my father... And the clansmen。。。。。 "Speaking of which. Smallpox finally somewhat understood the ins and outs of the matter. It is also understandable why Wang Kuang is a stranger in his mouth. It will have the appeal of the Coldwater Clan that is strong enough to kill the patriarch woman at will, but no one will stand up against it. It's just that there is one more thing he can't figure out.

Since the leader of the Coldwater Clan was able to gather a group with a population of more than 10,000. It must be a man of considerable wisdom and charisma. Why would such an excellent hunter be deceived by an inexplicable outsider who emitted a disgusting smell, and willingly put the lives of all his clansmen and even his wife and children into his hands? "I don't know." For Tianxiang's question. Wang Kuang himself couldn't answer: "I only know that since that person appeared, my father's whole person has changed." Every day I stay in my cabin like a walking corpse, and I don't go anywhere. All meals and drinks are also specified by strangers. Completely obedient to his words. He even publicly announced that he would deprive my brother, his own son, of all inheritance. Instead, the entire race will be in control. It's all handed over to the Acting Patriarch......"

"Acting Patriarch?" "Yes, it's the stranger."

"Stranger...... Doesn't he have his own name? "Smallpox was a little curious.

“…… No...... He's just, let's call him...... Pathfinder. At that moment, Tianxiang only felt that his heart was tight, and there seemed to be an almost suffocating feeling in his brain. Pathfinder"? Another "pathfinder"? How can it be? Doesn't the computer claim that all "pathfinders" are ancient genetically synthesized lifeforms whose basic mission is to save and lead mankind? Why, the "pathfinder" in Wang Kuang's mouth behaved so strangely? So brutal and bloody? "If you can really help me regain my position as patriarch, I will obey any orders you make." I don't know when. Wang Kuang had already reached the ground with his knees and knelt down in front of Tianxiang. With irresistible hatred and ardent anticipation, he said in a trembling voice: "Whether we are friends or enemies in space, please don't care about my identity. Now I am only one of the most humble slaves in your hands. I will do whatever you command or ask. Even if you want a novice to cut off my head, I won't hesitate to stick my head under your knife. I only hope. Can you help me kill the man who took the life of my loved one...... You know, except for my father, all my relatives ...... All by him... Killed. "Then why didn't he kill you?" Smallpox used the thoughts it released to tightly wrap the energy of the other party's brain. He wanted to know. This captive with a tragic background, is lying?

"A few years ago, I was kicked out of the family by my father because of ...... I was, I wanted his life......"

Why? Smallpox's inquiry was rather cold, without the slightest emotion. 。。。。。。 He was, at his hungriest of days... Ate my two older sisters。。。。。 ”

"I can help you. But. First of all, you must get everyone who occupies the ruins of the factory to lay down their weapons and join my people. ”

"No problem!" Wang Kuang replied very simply: "So, when can you help me when you are born?" Tianxiang stared into the other party's eyes, at this moment, he was already completely sure that this broken Hanshui nobleman was not lying. Even, for Wang Kuang's family relationship between brothers and sisters, he was also quite moved. However, sympathy. It can never replace the interests of the community.

"You can only agree to my request unconditionally. As for the timing to help you, I will grasp it myself. You have no other way but to trust me. You know, right now, you're just a lowly captive. "Wang Kuang should be the leader of the Hanshui people who are guarding the ruins of the factory. Less than two hours after its release, a group of strong hunters with weapons in hand. Under his leadership, they rushed out of the various attack points of the ruins. Gathering together in a cacophony and appearing in front of the dragons who pointed their black guns at them.

The whole process of surrendering was unbelievably smooth. "Summer and winter, take your locals, in the shortest possible time. Disarm them all. Remember, a blade can't be left for them either. ”

"Fang wants to manage these people separately. Pay special attention to those who are close to Wang Kuang. For them, solitary confinement is imposed. After separating all the normal hunters, they were immediately handed over to Warwind to take away. Also, send someone to keep an eye on Wang Kuang for me 24 hours a day. Keep a close eye on his every move. At this time, the follow-up troops brought out by Zhan Feng, Xiaotian and others from the Hope Base have arrived in a steady stream. Thus, although the number of hunters in these self-laid down places exceeded 1,000, they did not have much impact on the integration process in the slightest. Especially under Tianxiang's repeated instructions, the hunters carefully screened the surrendered Hanshui people. In particular, the wound examination on both sides of his shoulder is even more meticulous.

The patriarch has already spoken, and if anyone is found to be abnormal in this regard, he will be killed immediately, without mercy. As a result of the inspection, except for Wang Qi and six other people who seemed to be close to him, they were imprisoned, and the rest were transferred to the Hope Base under the supervision of the squadron. Population, but also trophies. Although they may not be obedient for a while, just give them what they need and meet their most basic **. The division of ethnic groups and forces does not actually have much practical effect on them. After all, this is a dark age full of the threat of death and starvation.

It's just that in Wang Kuang, Tianxiang unexpectedly found something else suspicious. On his left shoulder, there is a large scar that is clearly recognizable. with ever

Seen humanoid wounds are different. This jagged-looking scar is comparable in scope

Huge. It extends from its neck stem to the underrib side. According to Wang Kuang's own claims, that is

The best proof of escaping from the mouth of a carnivorous insect during a hunt a few years ago

Such a scar is completely different from the round wounds that mutated humanoids are accustomed to.

It's just that their location happens to be the same. Nevertheless. Tianxiang didn't ask too many questions to Wang Kuang. There is no reason to kill a surrenderer at will. This is not in line with the most basic rules among hunters. What's more, he still needs Wang Kuang's help.

Saltpeter mines have been found. It was an ancient quarry located outside the ruins of the city. The saltpeter content in it is quite high. The relationship between the two is illustrated by a remnant road connecting the factory to the mine. The number of weapons captured from the surrendered Coldwaters is significant. The vast majority of them are small single-man crossbows that rely on insect bands as catapult power. This kind of thing has a limited range and can be fired in pieces. It can also cause terrifying damage in a certain area. This is already a fairly advanced weapon among the many hunters who use steel throwing guns as their basic equipment.

As for the ancient firearms, of course, some of them were also captured, but there were not many of them. It's only twelve, three. It's just that the number of bullets is staggering. In the covert points of attack around the factory. The dragons have found hundreds of crates of ammunition. According to the captives, these were the first finished products made using equipment from the interior of the ruins, plus wind power. Smallpox was carefully examined, and the ammunition was 5. Ordinary ammunition of 25 mm caliber. According to its range of use, it should belong to the universal bullet of the M5G43.

It should be admitted that what Wang Kuang said is indeed right. The ancient machinery wrapped in engine oil is indeed well preserved. It seems as if they had foreseen the outbreak of war hundreds of years ago, and sealed all their equipment beforehand. The butter coating, which is used to maintain the parts, is still horribly thick. Arriving late to remove the mechanical parts from the underground warehouse, a pungent smell of oil emanates from the air immediately after fully opening the box. The Coldwater people have assembled an assembly line dedicated to the production of bullets. It is said that with the guarantee of the supply of raw materials, he should be able to reach the output of more than dozens of boxes of bullets per day.

To achieve this, the necessary energy supply must first be obtained. Tianxiang has seen that wind power generation. The four paddles, which are more than ten meters long, are completely covered with human skin. It seems to be made up of several layers of human skin that are stacked and solidified. The rotating paddles drive the rotating shaft gears to form kinetic energy. It is converted into electricity by a simple machine, so as to achieve the purpose of driving the machine tool. "Quite delicately something." This was Tianxiang's first feeling after studying the generator. At the same time, a trace of uneasiness and doubt involuntarily arose in his heart.

I know very well the truth of the mutual transformation of energy. The information transmitted by the "Zhilong II" to itself also clearly illustrates this squint. Strangely, of all the ancient technologies that can be found in the brain, there is no mention of any introduction or method of making such simple devices. It felt like having all the parts of a building on two floors. As for the lowest level of the servant. It is also the most basic part, but there is no trace of it somehow. For the first time, Tianxiang found that the most inconspicuous but most critical part of the knowledge he was familiar with was missing. He could have argued with one of the most knowledgeable ancient scholars the principles of kinetic energy, but he could not answer a simple question from a student who had just finished the first chapter of physics. "It's been calculated." Tianxiang couldn't explain why he suddenly had such a thought. But he knew it well. It seems that some of the knowledge in my brain has been lost. It was at this time that he was surprised to find that some of the basic ancient civilizations he had obtained in the library had also disappeared at all. All that's left is the huge amount of data that the computer has shoehorned into him. ←

"Why is this happening?" Tianxiang asked himself many times in his heart. With nothing to gain, he found that he had to go back to Base Two and let the computer answer the strange question. However, according to the current situation, he has no time to separate.

"Wait until the matter of the Cold Water Clan is over. Base 2 must be reopened. I've got to figure out what hell is going on here. After weighing the pros and cons, Tianxiang finally made such a decision. Even if you haven't lifted the blockade of the sun, with this simple small wind turbine at hand, I believe you should be able to provide some necessary energy to that half-dead computer. At the very least, he had to tell himself all about Ezou, and two days later, after Xiaotian led his successors to occupy the factory, Xiang took the original two squadrons, as well as Wang Kuang, who vowed revenge, to advance towards a new goal in the north. It's just that, compared to the angry excitement a few days ago, Wang Kuang's emotions have calmed down a lot now. Even, Tianxiang secretly used the results of his thoughts to probe, and found that his brain waves obviously had a trace of regret.

What is he regretting? Regretting that he took his rightful share of power? Or do you regret making an alliance with yourself? Or is he regretting that he shouldn't have told so much in the first place? Tianxiang is not worried about this, after all, people are in their own hands. For now, he seems to be in control of the overall development of the matter. Even for the time being, it is impossible to figure out what Wang Qi is thinking. At least don't be afraid of him. Everything will not be known until there is full contact with the Coldwater Clan.

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