Not far away, the massive silhouette of the Storm Fortress was already in front of the solemn eyes.

Every time he returned to the Storm Fortress safely, Majeres was accustomed to admiring the appearance of a city that had established order in a chaotic world.

This may also be a kind of comfort that I can or come back.

In this chaotic and crisis-ridden world, of course, there is not only one fortress, but all human settlements gathered in various fortresses, large and small.

Each fortress envelops the entire city with a transparent energy shield, protecting the thousands of humans inside from storms and mutated creatures.

Such a fortress is full of high-rise buildings, dense roads, bustling commercial areas, and magnetic vehicles flying like locusts.

After a fierce battle, hunters can return to this world where there is no rain, snow, ice, and frost, and fierce monsters to enjoy this short and peaceful life.

Of course, the premise is that you have enough money and power, and a good life is never for the poor.

Hunters habitually called such cities fortresses and fortresses, and the movement between cities could be achieved by biplane fighters anchored in the city's harbor, which also served to transport people to various ground and land destinations.

Of course, the charge for the biplane fighter is also very humane, and the charge is as high as one million crystal coins, which basically rejects 98% of the human race. And depending on the distance, the charge for the fighter is also different.

In addition to being expensive, there is no guarantee that a fighter plane will be able to transport you to your destination safely, which is a must-read for passengers.

The so-called crystal coin refers to a basic electronic currency used between the major fortresses in the last days.

Humans can exchange crystal coins for specific institutions through various methods such as collecting mineral deposits, serving the city, destroying mutant beasts, etc., and solemnly eliminate the magic cores obtained by those red flame ants, because they are relatively low-level magic cores, so one piece can only be exchanged for 10 crystal coins.

Hunters can exchange materials collected in the field or certain exchanges within the Magic Core Friendship Fortress for Crystals.

Since in today's world, magic cores are hard currency, some hunters like to carry some low-level magic cores with them, and on some occasions they pretend to be chic and play with thousands of crystals, and the store generally will not refuse this kind of payment method to show off their wealth.

It has been the same since the dawn of mankind to the present, and the rate at which money is consumed is always higher than the rate of accumulation.

Moreover, the price ratio of the materials purchased by the exchange of the fortress is fixed, and it is not possible to meet the needs of everyone at the same time.

This gives the so-called ordinary humans who live on hunters a living in the soil for survival, and they either work alone, or form studios or even shops to manage the needs of the hunters.

By buying scarce materials caught by hunters and then selling them to others in need at a high price.

Managers acquiesce in their presence while making rules.

Zhuang Zheng wants to be one of the professional hunters, but unfortunately despite his strong advantages in many ways, he is a complete rookie in this industry.

However, with the deepening of exploration and the continuous accumulation of experience, Zhuang Yan has gradually grown from a rookie to an old bird, and those advantages have played an unimagined role, such as this sniping of the Red Flame Ant, among the thousands of professional hunters, there are really not a few people who have completed this task to the point of him alone.

"Dear passengers, please note that you are about to arrive at the south gate inspection passage of Storm Fortress ahead, please bring your carry-on salute and prepare for genetic testing to prevent passengers from carrying germs and harmful items from entering, thank you for your cooperation!"

A soft, moving, but emotionless synthesized voice sounded at the empty city gate, solemnly retracted his thoughts, and stood in the detection channel at the door with his backpack and gun case in one hand.

A minute later, the passage shuddered slightly, then came to a steady halt, the barometric chamber door slammed open, and he stepped into the fortress with his head bowed.

Almost at the same moment, a group of strangely shaped hunters appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the solemn group. But when they saw the solemn appearance clearly, they all scattered with disdain.

"Damn, where did the pig's head come from!"

"Look at his shabby look..."

"This can't be a mutant, right..."

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Zhuang Zhuang smiled embarrassedly, he knew what he was on the way back, no matter who was lightly bitten by the red flame ant, the venom containing formic acid would rush to his head with the blood, then his appearance would definitely not be good-looking, not to mention that he only had the cheapest hemostatic medicine around him, and there was no antidote to the drug.

It's not that Zhuang Zhuang doesn't want to buy it, but it is too expensive to prepare a specific antidote, and he accidentally took a beat, as long as it is not too serious, he can endure it, and it may slowly reduce the swelling in ten hours at most, and he has long been used to it, and it is not strange.

With an area of 1,200 square kilometers and more than 1 million human beings, the Storm Fortress can only be classified as a medium-sized empty city in today's world.

At the entrance and exit of the fortress is the stop of the magnetic speeder, and these driverless buses are the most convenient means of transportation in the fortress.

The magnetic car quickly leaves the airport along a fixed trajectory and flies towards the bustling high-rise buildings. Lights and neons flickered along the way, and the speeding car was parked steadily on the sidewalk of a bustling neighborhood.

There was a five-star hotel here, but solemnly did not mean to enter through the grand main entrance of the hotel, he swayed into a dimly lit alley next to it, walked to the innermost and knocked on a small door.

Zhuang Zhuang smiled at the guy in the white chef's uniform at the door, took out a crystal coin and threw it, and the little cook with a bit of a thief's eyebrows took it and put it in his pocket, and then politely made an inviting gesture to Zheng Zheng. Solemnly shook off a tattered piece of equipment and walked in with a backpack and gun case.

Walking through the steaming, noisy kitchen, the sound of stir-frying and the smell of various oil fumes fill the senses. The little cook led solemnly to the door of one of the rooms inside, knocked on the door, and left.

On this door hangs a delicate little bronze plaque engraved with the words "Chef's Office".

"Which bastard is arguing with me again! Don't you know it's my time off? ”

The thunderous roar almost shook the room down, but Mareong had long since seen it, and he twisted the door open and went straight in.

He immediately saw a big fat man behind the large desk, scrambling to turn off the light screen on the desk

Solemnly sat down on the leather swivel chair and laughed, and threw a cigarette away.

The fat man grabbed the cigarette with his fat hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and only after making sure that it was not a privately manufactured counterfeit product did he put it in his mouth and lit it with satisfaction.

"Xiaozhuang, you look much more handsome today than you did two days ago, at least you are swollen with more personality!" The fat man spat out a puff of cigarette and laughed unbridled as a response to the solemn mockery just now.

In response to the fat man's ridicule, he smiled solemnly and mysteriously, and picked up the backpack that was thrown at his feet and put it in front of the other party.

The smile suddenly stiffened on the fat man's face.