Colonial Suit

“This is?”

Muse's pupils contracted slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across them. “Could this be Alpha's realm?”

“Let's go take a look.” Blood瞳 answered, and then the two flew rapidly towards the star. Although the rules of anti-space did not apply here, the two's flight speed was still extremely astonishing, so after a few hours, they entered the outer space of this star.

Gases of unknown composition suddenly became viscous, forming a bizarre atmosphere. The scene before Blood瞳's eyes changed, and the star suddenly solidified, continents, oceans, mountains, and forests taking shape one by one, transforming into a common solid planet in an extremely short period. On that desolate continent, howling winds swept across everything, gloomy dark clouds formed in the sky, and large amounts of nuclear radiation permeated every corner.

This was a world of death, a true reflection of life's sins.

A mist rose around Blood瞳, and before he knew it, Muse had disappeared. He was also gradually drawn into this 'world'.

Looking down from his perspective, the desolate earth flashed past, with large expanses of gravel, deserts, ruins, and wreckage.

Cities collapsed and lay desolate, the entire world filled only with the howling wind of death.

This is... X35...

As a hunter of the apocalypse, how could Blood瞳 forget this planet? He was born here, he grew up here. Everything here had been integrated into his blood, his soul. He fought with prey, he fought with the cold, he fought with death. Cruelty taught him how to survive, coldness taught him how to have compassion.

But why… why would X35 appear here?

Blood瞳 couldn't know. But an unseen force prevented his exploration, and even Muse's existence was shielded. Blood瞳 no longer remembered Muse, nor did he remember his mission. He only felt that he had come here as a matter of course. And that he should act according to the rules.

He flew over a large wasteland and landed in the ruins of a city, here was Shelter T117. A corner of the ruins had been rebuilt, forming a small residential area. The collapsed building bodies became the best shelter, making it difficult for the deadly wind to invade, and the only remaining freshwater purification device in the ruins became the residents' hope.

Blood瞳 landed behind a ruined building and then stepped into the 'street'. His brand-new combat suit attracted a lot of attention, but no one dared to ask him.

In the apocalypse, anyone with good equipment was not to be trifled with, how to identify targets was a compulsory course for all hunters, including rogues and thugs.

Blood瞳 strolled through the street, surrounded by a constant flow of people, with all kinds of hunters. There were scavengers, beggars, thugs, and prostitutes. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have become a passer-by, even though everything here was so familiar, he couldn't integrate into it no matter what. This feeling was so uncomfortable, so he stopped a passerby and asked.

“Where can I trade?”

The passerby looked at him warily and said in a low voice. “Don't cause trouble, sir, although you look dangerous. But this is Old Hammy's territory, you must first learn to follow the rules, I suggest you go to Old Hammy's men to get an identity. This only requires paying a little protection fee. If you don't do this, then you can only go to the black market.”

“I don't know who Hammy is, I will obey the rules, but I urgently need supplies.” Blood瞳 replied. Following local customs was the law of survival in the apocalypse, even if he could easily kill the so-called Old Hammy, he wouldn't do that.

Rules are the cornerstone of an orderly society, and a good rule should not be destroyed, even if its starting point is only to seek exorbitant profits.

The passerby's gaze became more wary. He took a slight step back, revealing a look that said he would run if things went wrong. Only then did he say to Blood瞳. “I don't know if I should tell you, but I would say maybe you should take a trip to the sewers. Also, this sentence is worth two bags of copper ore, if you don't want to kill me now or be reported by me.”

“Your Old Hammy is a very talented person.” Blood瞳 said, and then threw him a crystal coin. “This is your reward, you don't need to recognize it, just know that it will be more valuable than your two bags of ore. Give it to your Old Hammy. You will quickly gain the position of a small boss, maybe there will be trouble, choose for yourself.”

Saying that, Blood瞳 waved his hand and walked towards the depths of the street without even thanking him.

The sewers were not difficult to find, in the apocalypse. Every usable sewer would be developed with more functions. However, whether you could enter depended on luck and strength, and Blood瞳 happened to have both.

He quickly found the entrance to the sewer. He also used a 'lucky' star coin to send away the gatekeeper. Fifteen minutes later, he had arrived at the so-called 'black market'.

Before he even started browsing, he heard a familiar voice.

“Come on… take a look at the latest weapons, I guarantee they were just dug out of the ruins, still piping hot. Of course, if you need improved simple equipment, we have everything, prices are fair!”

A corner of the obscured memory was uncovered, and Blood瞳 smiled slightly. Turning his head, he indeed saw the Bandage Merchant.

However, the Bandage Merchant clearly didn't remember him, and was just shouting vigorously. It was strange, there were obviously many people around, but very few people could notice him. Only a few hunters with obvious strength browsed his caravan, but didn't buy anything.

To be honest, it wasn't that the Bandage Merchant's goods were bad, but because of some special factor, people who could trade with him had to meet certain conditions. These hunters had not reached that point.

Blood瞳 walked over and came to the Bandage Merchant's caravan.

“I want a bone fist.” He said, and then threw a handful of crystal coins on the stall.

The Bandage Merchant's pupils contracted, his gaze fixed on Blood瞳. After a long time, he said. “I don't have it.”

“I heard you can get anything, why don't you have it?” Blood瞳 asked.

“You're right, I can get many unimaginable weapons, as long as the price is right. But what you call a weapon is too primitive, I don't think anyone in this world would like this weapon, it can't even break the skin of a sandworm.” The Bandage Merchant didn't even look at the crystal coins, and said bluntly. “If I were you, I would choose some more reasonable weapons, although you and I both know, you won't like these weapons.”

“How do you know I won't like them? Do you know me?” Blood瞳 continued to ask, the smile in his eyes cooling down little by little.

The Bandage Merchant opened his mouth, just about to answer him, suddenly, a violent tremor came from the ground above, and a muffled thunder-like roar entered the sewer. A few seconds later, a panicked traveler ran into the black market, shouting desperately.

“Quick! Mount Amir next to it is collapsing! We have to take refuge!!”

Mount Amir?

Blood瞳's pupils contracted slightly, and the next moment he disappeared from the spot, appearing in the sky above the city ruins.

Only to see about ten kilometers northeast of the city, a huge mountain peak was breaking in half, collapsing with a bang, and on the broken highest point, a burly figure was perched like a tiger, staring coldly below.

Hensel!! (To be continued ~^~)

PS: Xiao Dao is back, but now has a fever of 39 degrees... Poor Xiao Dao accompanied his wife for many days, sleeping only 3 hours a day at the most difficult time, and as soon as his wife was discharged from the hospital, Xiao Dao caught a cold and fever, once 40 degrees yesterday, a little less today, just drank a lot of medicine, and took advantage of being awake to write this section. Knowing that Xiao Dao has kept everyone waiting these few days, but Xiao Dao can only do this step, as for whether it can be updated tomorrow, who knows?