Data Wasteland

The sky was gray and the sunlight couldn't penetrate it, as if it was covered by a black gauze, which made people feel extremely depressed.

The ground was rocky and cold and dark.

Near a bare stone mountain, guns roared and fire flew.

The obsidian mountain is as tall and steep as a knife, with sharp edges and corners. The dazzling fire light flashed continuously on the mirror-like stone surface, but it was fleeting, dissolving into the darkness.

Looking up, a huge humanoid creature is climbing on the mountain wall. It is tens of meters high, with a pair of huge recurved horns, a sheep-headed human body, strong limbs, and a tail like a lizard curled behind it.

The skin all over his body was rough and thick, showing the dark red color of hemorrhage scab, and it was covered with raised blood vessels, hideous and terrifying. Under the cortex, there seemed to be magma and fire flowing, with the ups and downs of the chest shrinking and shrinking, bright and dark.

Its nostrils continuously sprayed hot steam, as if its whole body was wrapped in flames.

"Tweet..."

The screaming sound of the cannonball exploded on the side of its face from far to near. Suddenly, rubble and dust rose into the sky, like a fountain.

Turning his head to see, a mecha with a shoulder anti-artillery was turning out from the back of the mountain.

"Roar!" The Abyss Demon let out a huge roar, grabbed the big rock beside him, and slammed his round arm against it.

The mechanic in the cockpit has pushed the joystick to its limit, as if to break it. But still did not escape the fate of being hit, only a muffled sound was heard, the mecha flew backwards, parts flying around, spraying out several black fuel, crashing into the mountain and exploding.

The orange-red flames danced on the stone surface with all corners, like thousands of sparks.

"Da da da da da da da da!" "Da da da da da da da!"

At about the same time, two wing-shaped mechas shaped like ostriches with two slender mechanical legs flashed from left to right among the canine teeth and rushed forward.

Seen from the front, the egg-shaped cockpit, under the dark green windshield, is painted with three large white characters—Leiguang Tuan.

Under the iron wings, four drum-type Vulcan guns were rotating at high speed, spewing out fire tongues one after another, shooting out a string of bullets dense like a curtain of beads.

The great demon burst into flames, and the rubble fell apart where it climbed, the sand was flying, and the sky was full of dust.

"Good job!" "Kill him!" "Kill!" An excitement erupted from behind the mountainous stone shelters.

Soldiers in gray and white tarpaulin uniforms stuck out their heads, holding assault rifles, and shooting frantically at the great demon above.

But the high morale lasted less than three seconds before it was torn to pieces. I saw the big devil leaped forward, twisted his body the moment he landed, and swept his tail across. Suddenly, the dust was surging, like a giant python flicking its tail and a steel whip, fast as lightning.

The two wing-shaped mechas couldn't avoid it and were drawn to pieces on the spot. The driver smashed the windshield and hung half of his body outside, **** and miserable to the extreme.

The intense gunfire stopped abruptly.

The soldiers were dumbfounded, as if frightened by the cruel sight. After a daze for a while, they hid behind the rocks one after another.

"Boss, what should I do?"

Not far behind the big devil, behind a cracked obsidian, a tall and fat soldier, holding a nearly two-meter long rocket launcher, asked another man with a silver star on his epaulettes and the appearance of a captain. .

"Waiting for orders." The man poked his head out of the crevice of the stone, looked at the huge back covered with bones, swallowed hard, and replied. Then shaking his hands, took out the aluminum military canteen, twisted it, and took a sip.

"Lei Guang regiment, all charge!"

Suddenly, a hoarse shout came from the intercom. The man shivered, and the kettle fell to the ground.

The two looked at each other, both in a little stunned.

"Boss, what should I do?" the fat soldier asked with some guilty conscience, the meaning in his eyes difficult to understand.

Isn't it just looking for death to charge toward this thing?

"What else..." The captain smiled bitterly, "Are you going to be a deserter?"

"Hey..." The fat soldier clenched his fist and punched his thigh vigorously.

"Kill!" "Da da da!" "Magrant!" "Boom boom boom!"

The next moment, the sound of killing, gunfire, rocket eruption, and explosion sounded through the stone mountain.

"Go!" The captain gritted his teeth, picked up the assault rifle, and rushed out ahead of him. The fat soldier picked up the rocket launcher and followed closely behind.

The figure in front is like a high-rise building, covering the sky and the earth. Those eyes with lava flowing were like a sun. The dull roar was even more deafening, as if the world was shaking.

On the cold and dark ground, among the rocks, thousands of soldiers, like a colony of ants, rushed forward one after another...

Until the end, everything fell into darkness.

The roaring artillery gradually faded away, turning into a quiet nothingness.

Time flows quietly, silently.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few hours, maybe a few months, maybe a few years.

In a dilapidated bunker, a young man in his early twenties woke up.

"I... where am I?"

With a dazed face on his face, he was talking to himself while looking at the half-iron and half-brick house.

His name is Chen Xing, and he is a traverser from the earth. It has been fifteen years since I traveled into this parallel world of the near future.

He remembered the last moment he was still fighting the abyss demon. In the last scene, he raised his head and watched the huge palm of his hand photographed from above. He just felt the sky dark and lost consciousness. Under normal circumstances, he should have become a pool of meat sauce. I can't die anymore.

He raised his hand subconsciously and looked at the digital watch on his wrist. This is a black, multi-function watch with buttons on both sides, which looks very sturdy. Bright green characters are displayed on the two-finger-wide bar screen.

[Dr2612-5-16, am9:30]

[Life State: Sub-health]

[Mentality level: -10]

[Protection level: 0 (ordinary clothing)]

[Reminder: Not within the coverage of satellite signal]

Seeing the time, Chen Xing was shocked at first, but soon understood that he was born again. The first time he was born again, he crossed over from the earth, and this second time, he returned from fifteen years later.

"I don't know if you die again, will you be born again?"

He couldn't help but think. The first life is an earthling, the second life is a mercenary captain, and now it is the third life. Even though he thought so in his heart, he wouldn't be so stupid to really prove it.

Well, since God gave him another chance, he would live better. Of course, he had never thought about reaching the pinnacle of life and stepping the world under his feet. In this cruel world, it's good to survive. It doesn't mean that you can get through the sky once you live again. At best, you will be more clear when faced with choices.

After clarifying the situation, he began to examine his belongings.

After rummaging through the cabinets in the room, his wealth is just a few pieces of clothes, a small purse containing three gold coins, five silver coins, and seven copper coins, and the electronic watch on his wrist.

This watch is produced by Xifeis Company, and it is called "multi-functional data-based information processing sub-end". It integrates many functions such as communication, social networking, scanning, physical data, banking, and transactions. It is called "identity form" for short. Or "cyber watch" or "black watch".

Chen Xing's original body is the bottom of society, and after crossing over, he is still the bottom of society, so like most people at the bottom, he likes to use the simple and crude term "black table".

The black table is an "identification system client" developed by the "Human Survival Management Committee" after the "catastrophe". The so-called cataclysm is the large-scale invasion of alien creatures a few centuries ago. Humans can't resist it, so they have to release a nuclear bomb and let everyone finish the game together.

After reaching the age of ten, every citizen can enter a DNA fragment in a nearby town hall and obtain a waterproof, shock-proof, anti-friction, solar-powered, mechanical-powered electronic watch.

People who do not have a black form are equal to being excluded from human society and are called "vagrants". Of course, if the black watch is lost or damaged, it can be replaced with a small fee.

It's just that the DNA fragment is the only credential that records the party's information. When "social credit" drops to a freezing point or commits a serious crime, you will be deprived of the right to use the black table.

In the eyes of citizens, refugees are like wild animals. Although it will not deliberately kill, but it will not deal with them, because there is no guarantee at all.

Without a black form, it is impossible to carry out "digital scanning", nor to conduct normal transactions, or to participate in various social activities, such as making friends, getting married, or posting tasks in nearby town halls, or personal reward tasks, or contacting. Business and so on.

The black watch has a real-time holographic image automatic upload function, recording everything that happens around the user. If you are involved in an illegal incident and are prosecuted, it will easily be proven. However, that is within the satellite signal coverage. Once left, the black watch cannot upload images to the satellite, and it is difficult to define the facts of the crime.

Where there is no satellite signal, it is usually called "marginal zone", or "dangerous zone" or "zero zone". Being in such an area, the social credit value will slowly decline, and the rate of decline will increase as the time of loss of connection increases.

Generally speaking, if the signal is disconnected for more than three years, the social credit value will drop to the freezing point and become a refugee.

Chen Xing is now in a small town on the fringe, in a state of disconnection, but as long as he accesses the network once in a nearby regular town within three months, his credit value will not drop.

He pressed the largest long-striped menu button at the bottom of the watch and called up the current body data.

[Name: Chen Xing]

[Identity Number: HumMr2005814977369]

[Social Credit: Good-]

[Life status: sub-health (living corpse toxin 3%)]

[Power: 11]

[Agility: 15]

[Physique: 9]

[Spiritual power: not enlightened] [Unknown defect: slow psychic perception (-10)]

[Innate ability: None]

[Registered skills (Longshishan Town Hall): Precision Shooting (Intermediate), Survival in the Field (Elementary), Two-wheeled Motorcycle Driving (Master), Legal Knowledge (Elementary)]

[Registered Spell: None]

[Registered Occupation (Longshishan Town Hall): Mercenary (Beginner), Courier (Senior)]

[Unregistered (system evaluation only) skills: cooking (looks okay) clean and hygienic (looks good) surgery (seems to be bandaged) computing skills (comprehensive calculations) eloquence (can bargain with little girls)...]

[Unregistered (system evaluation only) spell: none]

[Gold holdings: 3 gold, 5 silver, 7 copper (cash), 5 gold, 2 silver, 3 copper 6% (bank)]

In the ID number, Hum stands for "completely human". During the cataclysm, many women were invaded by alien creatures, which gave birth to various "half humans" with special bloodlines. Mr stands for male and Ms stands for female. The 13-digit number behind is the file number of the DNA fragment.

His social credit is "good-", with three levels of excellent, flawless, and saint at the top, and four levels at the bottom, medium, low, negative, and freezing point. As long as the people whose social credit is "medium" or below, basically no one is willing to trade.

Strength generally refers to muscle strength, agility generally refers to the speed of nerve response, and physique generally refers to cell activity, which is the ability to resist blows, anti-virus and disease resistance, and recovery capabilities. Spiritual power is special. After the cataclysm, some humans can perceive and absorb the spiritual energy in the air and use it.

The so-called magic is to release psychic energy in a specific way to generate force. There are only four types, namely protection type, rapid medical type, energy shock type and weapon amplification type.

It may be because of the traveler that there is no spiritual energy in the air of the earth, so Chen Xing’s spiritual power is not only in an unenlightened state, but also belongs to the category of low psychic perception. It is necessary to inject ten "spiritual power enhancers". There is a chance for enlightenment. In other words, it consumes ten more spiritual boosters than others.

From the last life until death, he had never enlightened spiritual power, and he was completely forced. In this life, it is necessary to enlighten spiritual power for anything, otherwise it would be too passive to fight against alien creatures.

But then again, the black table data can only be used for reference forever, and there are still some differences from the real situation. Even if the Sifeis company claims an accuracy rate of 97.93%, in fact, the error rate is still widespread.

To put it simply, under holographic scanning, the shooting speed of a gun, the speed of the bullet, and the impact force caused within a certain distance can all be tested. However, the situation is changing rapidly, including the black watch itself with slight errors, and the data cannot be 100% accurate.

It is also possible for a person who appears to be "healthy" to die suddenly. In the same way, his low psychic perception does not need to be awakened by injecting ten boosters, maybe a few, or dozens...

He remembers that after the last time he crossed, his eyes were darkened, and many days passed in chaos, until he was almost out of money to eat, he bit his head and began to think of ways to make money. This time, it can’t be like this. You have to take advantage of your youth and strength, and strive to climb to a higher height and live a better life.

So he began to plan the next work.

The first task, of course, is to make money. In this world, there are two ways to make money. Either go to a larger town and find a stable job, like him with a good social credit score. With previous work experience, it is still possible to be a courier. But that's just enough to make ends meet, can't afford to strengthen potions, it will be like that for a lifetime. The other is that he is now like this, a combat occupation.

Mercenary is a very casual profession, that is, running around, hunting mutant creatures in the wilderness in exchange for money, or protecting caravans and so on.

The reason why his original body came here was to hunt down the corpse dogs and the living dead around the town. As a result, he died before he left the school. When he left the house, he encountered a green living dead who was beaten to throw away his helmet and armor and fled. Although he finally fled back to the small town, he was poisoned and died at home, so he was allowed to cross over.

Due to the presence of the mayor in the town, that is, the "wilder guardian", the corpse group did not dare to approach easily. As long as he can escape back to the town, he is basically safe. Of course, if someone more powerful than the mayor is attracted, the whole place will be destroyed.

In the fringe town where he is now, the mayor is a "baron-level" wilderness guardian. As long as he doesn't run into the corpse group led by the golden living dead, or the abyss demon above the medium size, he can still block him.

Since he lost all his original equipment, if he doesn't want to go back to be a courier now, he has to find a way to get some equipment, then go out to hunt the corpse dog, and then use the corpse of the corpse dog in exchange for money, and gradually develop.

The corpses of mutant creatures are the main material for refining potions. To put it bluntly, the local lords earn the processing fee for "mutant corpses" to refine "strengthening potions". It's just that the processing fee is really expensive.

But then again, even if he wants to return to Longshi Town now and be a courier honestly, without equipment, he will only die in various situations, such as being besieged by stray corpse dogs. Or they were attacked by refugees.

Total assets: 8 gold 8 silver 6%.

Well, that six percent can be ignored. So, what can this little money do?

Chen Xing recalled carefully. It should be enough to buy a second-hand pistol and three boxes of bullets. As for protective clothing or something, you can leave it out for now. Based on his fifteen years of experience and experience, this is nothing more than a novice village.

So he changed into a mercenary uniform made of tarpaulin and went straight out.

Leaving the tattered bunker, walking through a shack area, and bypassing several groups of scavengers surrounding the burning waste oil drums for heating, he came to the street of the town.

This small town has a nice name and is called "Orchid Town". But there is no copper plate relationship with the beautiful and noble orchids. Dirty and chaos are everywhere. Alcohol, drugs, orioles, thugs, criminals, scavengers are everywhere. The name is probably just for the fun of Lord Mayor. Every human gathering place can be regarded as the territory of the local guardian. They can name it arbitrarily, such as "Beauty Town" and "Roast Duck Town" everywhere.

On the street, the shops were half open and half closed, scattered and scattered, and there was a cold scene. This is a small town on the fringe, with not many citizens, but many refugees.

After a while, Chen Xing turned into a shop with two guns painted on the signboard.

"Hey, handsome boy, we meet again. What do you want this time?" A tall, sweet-looking girl of seventeen or eighteen came up and shook Bai Shengsheng's arm to greet him.

Although the young girl is not very old, she has a mature charm in her eyes. Pure and enchanting, she has been perfectly embodied in her. That voice, like a yellow oriole from the valley, made people feel comfortable, and the shock, white as the first snow, was even more fascinating and intriguing.

At least, 36D...

However, Chen Xing did not squint and was not moved by the beauty. Because he only later learned how dangerous this seemingly innocent girl is, and what a crazy and bloodthirsty heart it has. Moreover, after he walked out of this small town and visited other weapon shops, he knew how miserable his original body was.

She sold five pistol bullets with copper plates for 1.5 silver coins. She was known as a brand new pistol, but she was firing a misfire for the first time. The grenade that was thrown out exploded after a few minutes, and it was simply a time/bomb with no legal time. It can be said that a large part of the death of the original body should be attributed to this femme girl.

And many years later, he learned that this girl named "Aaliyah" has a half-demon bloodline, and is the most powerful "Balla bloodline", and her later strength has reached the king level. The entire Orchid Town, and even the entire "Longxian River" basin is the most powerful existence.

Simply put, it is a boss who pretends to be a novice, and goes to the novice village to eat and drink, defrauding the newcomer for pleasure.

But now she should not be that strong yet, at best she is a quasi-baron.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't come here to buy things, he should go to the street vendor in the back alley. Although it is dark there, it is far from it. If there is a "black shop" over there, it can be described as a "black hole" here.

But the problem is that he doesn't have enough money. Some shredded meat must be cut out between the teeth of this humanoid tyrannosaurus.

In the last life, at the very beginning, he didn't know that his predecessor was pitted. He stayed in the shack until he almost had no money to eat, and then he waited for a slightly reliable caravan, and then followed them to Longshi Town, re-doing his old business, working as a courier for two years, and accumulating a little money. Just set sail again.

In this life, no matter what, you should get back some justice, for yourself and for the predecessor.

Thinking about this, he calmly scanned the girl with his watch...