Chapter 8 The Survival Wisdom of the Little People
Feng Xia sighed softly, retracted his thoughts, and stopped thinking about these things. Whether this is the effect of the butterfly effect or not, it is not something that I should consider now. The immediate priority is to enter the barren camp and settle my sister well. Then he was able to use the Desolate Warrior Camp as a springboard to obtain more resources, unlock the second genetic lock in the shortest possible time, and evolve the third-order ability "Second-Order Patrol", so that he could leave Su Yang with his sister. Avoid the medium-sized starfall that spread nearly 800 miles.
Feng Xia stepped out of the elevator door and looked at the empty upper street in front of him. At this time, except for those who are no longer able to move due to illness, all those who are still able to move will leave their homes, which are no better than the garbage dump, and go to the wilderness in search of wasteland raw materials and minerals, in exchange for the time they continue to live in the garbage dump and the supplies and medicines that keep them alive.
Feng Xia walked through the upper street, and when he passed in front of a dilapidated small building in the middle, he couldn't help but stop and take a look, where several mercenary-looking people were cleaning up the mess, thinking that it was the product of the conflict that happened last night that the bald man in the elevator said. Gangster clashes in the wilderness are different from the old days, and they tend to clean up the battlefield during the day, which has the advantage of having a sufficient deterrent effect on some people who believe that "barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes". As for the City Lord's Mansion and the Desert Camp, there are just a few scavengers who don't even have a household registration, and the time and energy of the big people are not enough to waste on this group of people.
The corpses of the mercenaries, which were still in good condition, were thrown by one of the strongest of the mercenaries onto the garbage truck like a chicken, making a dull noise.
"Hey, boy, what do you see, haven't you seen grandpas washing the floor?"
One of the mercenaries, who was struggling to wipe the blood on the ground, looked up, just in time to see Feng Xia, a little thin monkey who didn't know whether to live or die, was watching his group of people work, and couldn't help but curse.
Feng Xia couldn't help frowning, but he didn't have a seizure. Although he did go out today with the intention of cleaning up some people, he didn't want to clash with these mercenaries who were similar to scavengers in some way, shook his head and prepared to leave, anyway, he was not interested in these things, and he stopped just because he was curious about the golden dust that the bald man in the elevator had just said.
When the mercenary saw this, he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, and couldn't help but shout again: "What's the matter, grandson, don't you dare to look at it?" Come, scream dad and let you go......"
Feng Xia turned his head suddenly, his eyes were like blades!
The strongest mercenary was shocked, and immediately rebuked the companion: "Shut up!" Then he turned his head and looked at Feng Xia with a smile: "This little brother is really sorry, my brother is this temper, please don't take it to heart." ”
Feng Xia carefully looked at the leader-like strong man in front of him, his gaze stopped for a moment on his extremely developed upper body muscles, and slowly spoke: "Capable one? First-order muscle strengthening ...... And first-order sclerosis? ”
The strong man's pupils contracted suddenly, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and he laughed twice: "It's a fluke, it's just a fluke." ”
Ability is a general term for people who have some first-order abilities, but have not been able to open the first genetic lock and obtain the "desolate body" to become a desolate person. Some of the humans who survived the Starfall Cataclysm were gifted, and were able to acquire one or two of the lowest first-order abilities. For example, the strong man in front of Feng Xia is the best among these people. The abilities he acquires are the first-order abilities that increase the strength and stiffness of the body's muscles, muscle strengthening and muscle hardening, respectively. This is already an extremely rare excellent ability among those who cannot evolve the ability on their own and can only passively awaken the ability by the body, powerful and practical, no wonder he can easily throw the corpse into the car.
Feng Xia nodded: "Yes, for the sake of your interesting face, I will spare your life, just slap your mouth, let him remember it well." ”
The strong man's eyes wandered, and after a moment of battle between heaven and man in his mind, he gritted his teeth and bowed his head deeply: "Please raise your noble hand and let the villain slap your mouth for Childe, so as not to dirty Childe's hands." ”
"Oh?" Feng Xia's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but he covered it up well and nodded slightly. He could be sure that the man in front of him would definitely not see his strength, so it could only be intuition. He has evolved the "Wild Body" ability, if he is killed, this palm, not to mention killing this mercenary who has no ability, being in a coma for three or five days or having a severe concussion or something, is all a matter of his thoughts, and it is definitely not comparable to the palm of this squad leader who only has first-level muscle strengthening.
The strong man was obviously relieved, turned to look at his frightened subordinates, took a deep breath, opened his bow left and right, and slapped him twice, knocking that subordinate to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, and before he even had time to scream, he fainted directly, and then looked at Feng Xia with an undisguised look of fear.
Feng Xia nodded slightly, didn't speak again, and turned to leave. The strong man kept a bent posture until he could no longer see Feng Xia's figure, and then he dared to straighten up.
The remaining subordinates dared to surround him, looking at his eldest brother who had always been flying and domineering on the upper street with a puzzled expression, and didn't understand why he was so ...... today Docile.
The strong man looked at the direction of Feng Xia's departure with palpitations and said: "It's not a big deal to be able to see that I am an ability, and it is normal to see that I have a first-order muscle strengthening, and there are not a few people with ability who can do this, but ...... I can see at a glance that I still have the ability to harden muscles, which is not necessarily obvious at a glance even by those big people who have unlocked the genetic locks, right? ”
After speaking, the strong man no longer paid attention to the terrifying eyes of his subordinates, and casually threw the subordinate who had passed out but was not seriously injured into the car, and urged the others to continue to work.
What he didn't tell his subordinates was that when he and the young man looked at each other for a moment, he clearly felt the surging murderous intent in the young man's eyes, even the terrifying eyes of the beast and demon wolf he met ten years ago when he was trying to survive in the wilderness.
Whether it is eyesight or hearing, Feng Xia, who has greatly enhanced after unlocking the first genetic lock, walked on the empty upper street, gently tossing a small token, and his smile was particularly playful.
"The smaller the person, the more there is no shortage of people with great wisdom......"
The Wilderness Camp is located in the northern part of Suyang City, covering an area close to the size of a village in the old days. In the old days of prosperity, it was a lavish lakeside villa area, but now, a hundred years later, the clear waters of the lake have dried up, and the lavish villa area has been replaced by a well-guarded military base.
The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are no longer distinct. Only in the Celestial Dome or in some places that have rarely escaped the devastation of the Starfall Disaster can we relive the seasonal changes of the four seasons of the old era.
It's ironic that in the old days, people liked to use words like spring to describe a city as livable, as if they wished that all the changes of the seasons had come to a standstill. But when it really came to stagnation, I missed the good things about the change.
Within 300 miles of Suyang, there is yellow sand and few people, and only out of this desert can you see a new settlement.
This also built a perfect natural barrier for Su Yang, after all, those who could pass through this desert had to be at least a second-order desolate warrior. And to achieve this strength, although it is not enough for Suyang City to treat it equally, at least it needs to be mentally ready to deal with it.
A gust of wind swept through Su Yang, bringing a burst of warmth. Feng Xia put up the hood behind him, and thought bitterly that this could be regarded as a certain extent of the four seasons.
The gate of the barren camp is extremely wide, large enough to accommodate three transports entering and exiting at the same time. There are two sentry posts on the left and right, and there are people with guns to guard them day and night, not only to prevent the prisoners imprisoned in it from escaping, but also to prevent some people whose brains have been damaged by radiation from rushing into the camp crazy for a while, not that they are afraid of causing any damage, but this kind of people often have barren wounds on their bodies.
Feng Xia stopped, and a sentry in the sentry had already noticed him, and was watching his every move closely, and the gun in his hand was trembling slightly. It's not about being scared, it's about being excited. The favorite game of this group of members of the largest violent agency in Suyang City is to clean up those who do not know whether to live or die and try to challenge the rules.
Before he joined the Wasteland Battalion, he had been mixed in with Su Yang's scavenger team, relying on all kinds of unforeseen means to replace his uncle who was in charge of the three scavenger teams, and then immediately gave all his belongings to a wasteland master in exchange for a bottle of lowest-level genetic modification potion. However, because the life of a scavenger in the early years left too many hidden dangers to his body, Ah Bin was not able to carp and jump into the dragon gate in the end.
The only thing that comforted him was that he finally awakened two first-order abilities that were quite practical, relying on this, and leaving the relationship with the desolate man, Ah Bin became a sentry squad leader in the desolate camp, compared to the precarious life of the scavengers before, Ah Bin was already very content.
Not to mention...... Ah Bin looked at Feng Xia, who was gradually approaching the gate, couldn't help but lick his lips, and gently raised the muzzle of the gun.
Every once in a while, some people who don't know whether they are alive or dead will try to get close to the barren camp and try to make some small moves to get by. For these people, Ah Bin has always been extremely welcome, and his favorite game is to use the gun in his hand to remind these people that the guard distance at the gate of the barren camp is over.
It's just that those who are reminded often don't have the opportunity to express their gratitude to Ah Bin.
The other three sentry posts also obviously noticed Feng Xia's approach, but after seeing Ah Bin's eyes like a cat that found a mouse, they immediately looked at their nose and nose and mouth, and did not intend to remind Feng Xia. As for the regulations? That kind of thing isn't set by someone like himself who has a gun in his hand?
One step at a time...... One more step forward! One more step forward! Ah Bin shouted wildly in his heart, he had been full of resentment since he had staked his entire net worth on the first genetic lock and failed, and he only felt that his adrenaline hormones were soaring at this moment! I can't wait to beat all the worlds raised by this bitch into a sieve with guns!!
Can't wait! That damn little imp actually paused for a moment, how can this be endured!
The J-I13 submachine gun produced by Su Yang Arsenal suddenly spewed out tongues of fire, and it was about to beat that little ghost into a sieve!
"Hoo ......" Ah Bin emptied a whole magazine in an instant, let out a long breath, and pulled out the empty magazine casually, only to feel that the heartbeat that had just suddenly accelerated finally calmed down.
"Brother Sentinel, I remember that the warning distance of the Desolate Battalion should be ten meters, not ten .2 meters."
When the smoke and dust cleared, Feng Xia stood in place, looking at the outpost where Ah Bin was with a smile.