"Open the door!"

With Dudge's order, the gate of the fence opened, the drawbridge was lowered, and the militia looked curiously and inquiringly, and the man who claimed to be a half-man rode into Sweetwater.

Then, under Du Qi's burning gaze, the man dismounted, threw the reins to a militiaman, his black riding boots creaked on the gravel, and came to Du Qi, with a hook on the corner of his mouth: "Mayor Du Qi, I am here on behalf of Lu Yuanshan, the military council." ”

Du Qi was expressionless: "Half-human, there is something to say in the town!" ”

This is not the place to talk, the half-human man follows Duch to the town.

Duge walked a few steps, thought of the words he had with Paine that night, turned around, and his rough metal fingers slashed at the wall: "Zhuo Cheng, you follow." ”

Zhuo Cheng didn't know why, so he got off the wooden frame and followed.

Along the way, Duch and the half-man didn't say anything.

Zhuo Cheng looked at this person quietly, looking at the age of thirty, with a calm momentum, leather boots, leather clothes and sunglasses, compared to the militia wearing homespun clothes, it was so cool that it fell off the scum - on the leather coat and hat, there was constantly slag falling.

Coming to the town square, Du Qi took the lead in the canteen and asked Aunt Guo to prepare the meal.

After a while, the hot boiled sweet potato and sweet potato seedling soup are served.

As soon as the steaming, salty sweet potato rice soup was placed in front of him, he quickly took off his hat, took off his sunglasses, touched his chopsticks, picked up a pottery bowl, and devoured it.

Cool can't be eaten.

Walking among the ruins and wilderness, nothing is more important than filling your stomach.

A piece of boiled sweet potato, a bowl of soup in the stomach, the half-man gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "See the smile." ”

Du Qi didn't say this, and asked directly: "Lu Yuanshan asked you to come, is there something wrong?" ”

Half-human and fast-talking: "The teacher wants to invite you, invite everyone in Sweetwater Town, to join the military meeting!" ”

"Joke!" Duqi took out his bone pipe and lit it: "Sweetwater is a part of the Singularity, and the Military Council is a traitor to the Singularity, and it is incompatible!" ”

Zhuo Cheng knew that he didn't interject, but just listened calmly.

The half-man was silent for a moment: "Do you really agree with the idea of the singularity?" Back in Trois-Rivières, you were a supporter of your teacher. How similar is your strategy for governing Sweetwater to your teacher's......"

Duqi raised his hand to interrupt him: "Needless to say, Sweetwater is subordinate to Singularity and will not change. ”

The half-human frowned slightly: "You know, the human race has reached the point of life and death, the number of tumor patients is increasing, ordinary patients do not have extraordinary twisting ability, once they suffer from tumors, they can't afford to buy medicines, they can only wait for death!" If this continues, it may be about a hundred years, and it will be difficult for the human race to guarantee even the most basic survival! ”

Du Qi shook his head: "Don't say this, it's useless, I'm not you, I don't have your ideals and beliefs." How capable people are, how big things they do, I just care about Sweetwater, and nothing else! ”

His voice turned cold: "People can't even eat their stomachs, do you want those ideals and beliefs to be useful?" ”

The half-man replied: "If you don't do something, you must do something, and someone must do what you should do!" ”

Duch sighed, his tone slowing, "You just do it, don't drag it to Sweetwater." ”

Seeing that he couldn't move, the half-man nodded lightly and said, "Mayor Duqi, you are not on the side of the military council, I hope you will not stand on the side of the singularity in the future." ”

Duqi replied casually: "The future will be said in the future." ”

The half-man put on sunglasses and buttoned up his hat: "Farewell!" ”

Duge didn't hold back, and sent half of the people out of the cafeteria.

As soon as the half-man stepped out of the door of the cafeteria, more than a dozen guards wearing singularity leather coats outside, hulala picked up a mechanical crossbow and aimed at the door.

Zhuo Fei came to follow, and when he saw this scene, he immediately hid behind the side wall of the door, and pulled out the new hammer that was inserted upside down from his belt.

The half-man's sleeves slid and his hands were clenched, and the hands hidden under the sleeves did not know what weapon he was holding.

There was a one-eyed man among the caravan guards, staring at the half-man viciously, gritting his teeth: "Traitor! ”

Du Qi strode out, his footsteps were extremely heavy, and his gaze swept over all the caravan guards: "This is Sweetwater Town, not Three Rivers City!" ”

The caravan was full of acquaintances who had often come to Sweetwater, and before the one-eyed man could speak, most of them lowered their mechanical crossbows under Duch's gaze.

The One-Eyed exhaled, "I'm sorry, Mayor Mare, I was impulsive. ”

Duge waved his hand, and the men of the Singularity Caravan quickly withdrew.

Zhuo Cheng can see clearly, the military meeting represented by the half-man and the singularity represented by the caravan are like enemies of life and death.

Douge kept sending the half-man to the gate of the wall, and watched the half-man who was so cool that he dropped the slag away.

"When you meet this person in the future, you must be careful." What he said was for Zhuo Cheng: "The Military Council is an organization with ideals and beliefs, but it is not pedantic in doing things, and it will never be soft when it is time to shoot, and the half-man is the sharpest knife!" ”

Zhuo Cheng remembered it in his heart and asked, "His name is half human?" Cyborgs? ”

But Duge said, "No! He also has a name, called a half-ghost! Specifically explained to Zhuo Cheng: "The military meeting was originally a part of the singularity, and later completely denied the creation theory of the singularity and the third singularity, resulting in irreconcilable conflict of beliefs. ”

Zhuo Cheng easily understood this and was curious: "What does the military believe in?" ”

I thought it was a god like the Singularity Creator or the Flying Goat, but Duge gave an unexpected answer: "They want to reproduce the glory of human civilization, restore the order of human society, and pay attention to sharing weal and woe, and everyone is equal." ”

He said with disdain: "Such a fucked world, and such idealists, I don't know if they are crazy or the world is crazy." ”

Zhuo Cheng looked back at Sweetwater, the people toiling in the fields, the militia carrying stones, and the craftsmen repairing the walls, which was very similar to what Du Qi said.

Du Qi said again: "The officials of the military council, when you encounter danger, you will rush with me, a bunch of crazy people!" I'm old and don't want to die. ”

Zhuo Cheng was silent, thinking of the two battles between the slave camp and the defeat of the bandits, and the man with heavy feet and rushing up to shake the mountains always roared angrily, "Blood and machinery are together", and he was the first to go forward.

At this moment, Zhuo Cheng wanted to say, Mayor Town, we can't be duplicitous!

But he was speechless for a while, and he couldn't say anything.

After a while, I couldn't help but complain in my heart: Mayor Town, do you know? You've hardened your life and become what you despise!

The half-man hurried and hurried away, and soon disappeared at the end of the horizon.

…………

Riding on a tall horse, the half-man walked towards the sunset.

The horses and their owners were well fed and drunk in Sweetwater.

Suddenly, the demi-man sniffled and smelled blood!

On the way, he had seen a depression where bodies were burned, but it was still far away.

The Gobi Desert, on the edge of the hills, is not flat, and behind a pile of weathered soil on the side of the road, a ragged scavenger suddenly runs out: "Help me! Save...... Save me! ”

Several large bags bulged out of the man's face, and his exposed body rose and fell above the rags, as if something was wriggling underneath.

There are few people who dare to walk alone among the ruins of the wilderness, and few of them are soft-hearted, and the half-man pointed to the scavenger: "Stop!" ”

The scavengers plopped down, leaving multiple wounds on their faces, but not a single drop of blood flowed out.

With a bang, his whole body exploded.

One after another, large blood-red mosquitoes flew up from between the pieces of flesh and blood, buzzing and flying towards the half-humans.

The half-man clamped the horse's belly, and the high-headed horse ran forward, his hand pulled into the leather coat, and threw his hand to spill a piece of powder, enveloping the flying blood-colored mosquitoes.

The other hand slapped the door of the head, and there was an additional wave of radiation in the air that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and the powder burst into flames.

Those mosquitoes are naturally afraid of fire, and when they get a little spark, they burn violently until they burn to ashes.

The half-human horse stopped, the blood mosquito is not a distorted thing, but the female mosquito automatically lays eggs when it sucks human blood, and if it is not removed in time, it is the fate of the scavengers.

Fire is the absolute nemesis of the blood mosquito!

The half-man looked at the crackling blood mosquito that fell to the ground, and couldn't help but wonder, this thing usually lives in the depths of the woods, and only runs rampant in summer, how can it appear here.

Whoa—

The sound of falling rubble rang out.

Just behind the horses, the gravel ground of the Gobi Desert suddenly collapsed into a pit, and something jumped out from below, swung a hook-like weapon, and stabbed the half-man in the chest from behind.

This thing is close to the height of a horse, the surface of the body is composed of arthropods and bones, with a slight layer of gold, the head is covered with a fleshy ring made of horn cones, and covered with some strange material similar to an antenna as a brain group, and the front of the head has two golden compound eyes in a horizontal row.

The body is attached to two pairs of multi-articulated arthropods, the lower limbs have three long sharp toes at the ends, supporting the body to stand, and the upper limbs are densely covered with pointed head bones on both sides, which should be the place of the hands, and there are four flat hooked fingers that are short, three long, and long.

Standing on the ground at this moment, swinging the hook fingers of his upper limbs, he launched a surprise attack as if he were a person.

Half of the people didn't turn their heads, the air around them rippled and writhed, and the man and horse disappeared at the same time.

In an instant, it appeared behind the thing again.

"What the hell?" Rao is a half-human who has been running around in the wild all year round, and has received systematic education, but he still has never seen this strange thing.

But it didn't affect the speed with which the half-man drew his sword, and with his right hand, where the leather coat at the back of his waist was covered, he drew a short knife like lightning, jumped up from the horse, and slashed at the head of the thing.

Fragments of keratinous bones fell, golden juice splashed up, and the thing fell to the ground, seemingly in pain, and its sharp toes kept kicking the ground, and the dust and rubble flew in a strange scream.

Half-human carefully distinguished, not like a human voice.

Migo...... Migo ......"

The thing made the same sound at a frequency similar to a scream, and the golden juice on its body flowed more and more, and soon it stopped moving.

The first time I saw it, I wondered: "Can a distorted tumor distort a person to this extent?" Can't even speak? ”

Even the wilderness bandits, the madmen who blend in with the animals, can speak human language.

This one will only be called "MiG, MiG".

The demi-human cut off the strange head with a knife, took out a cloth bag from the inside of the leather coat, and loaded the head on the horse.

There are a lot of weird things, and even if new weirdness appears, it's not weird.

Passing near a depression, the smell was much lighter than when they came, and the half-man drove his horse to see it, and when he came, the depression was so clean that not a single corpse could be seen.

But there was a lot of freshly dug dirt on the ground.

It's not too far from the woods, so it's not surprising that animals have dragged the carcasses away, maybe it was a human who dragged the carcasses!

The half-man was still going to the wilderness, but after a little thought, he continued his journey westward.