Calamity Crown

After Goethe nodded, the lady wrote her name without hesitation.

As a resident of the wasteland, Astrid knew all too well the situation she was facing.

Either sign the contract.

Or be killed?

There is no third way to go.

Don't play tricks, let alone get entangled at this time.

That just makes you die a little faster!

So, the lady simply signed her name.

"Trust me, you will never regret signing this contract."

After Goethe collected the contract, he walked towards the 'multifunctional utility room'.

"Goethe, wait, listen to me!"

"The glory of the 'Rangers' is far more than what outsiders know, and there are many things that ordinary people don't know!"

"Do you want to join the 'Rangers'?"

"I can save you from the recruit trial!"

The lady chased Goethe into the 'multifunctional utility room'.

Constantly introducing the glorious history of the 'Rangers'.

At the same time, an invitation was sent to Goethe.

Goethe had no interest in this.

Facing the mirror, he concentrated on applying makeup to himself with the oil paint he found.

It wasn't until the makeup in memory was completed that Goethe asked again.

"Was that Doctor Camilla you said earlier a 'Ranger'?"

"No."

"I invited Camilla, but Camilla declined."

"Also saying 'Rangers' have no future at all."

Astrid looked uncomfortable.

However, such discomfort is fleeting.

The lady looked at Goethe curiously at this time.

"Goethe, why did you paint 'clown' makeup?"

"Also, why is your clown makeup so eerie?"

"Even if you hide your face, wearing a gas mask is enough!"

Astrid's eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Then can she treat some facial injuries?"

Goethe did not answer, but continued to ask.

"A facial injury?"

"Even if all you are burned is a skull, she can restore you to the original—of course, the premise is that you are still alive!"

"Her treatment level is the most... ah!"

Astrid exclaimed, the lady stared wide-eyed at Goethe who was standing in front of the mirror and suddenly cut the corner of her mouth with a knife.

Blood flowed out all at once.

The corners of the split mouth are slightly upturned, as if smiling.

But the smile stained with blood, paired with that gloomy face, was indescribably weird.

return……

Filled with an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Goethe raised his hand to touch the blood from the corner of his mouth, then silently wrote a sentence on the mirror, and drew a scarlet smiling face at the end.

Astrid was stunned by this scene.

It's not that this lady has never seen a big scene, but it took four or five seconds before she regained her senses.

As soon as she regained her senses, Astrid was going to find the medical box, but was stopped by Goethe.

"Goethe, are you on drugs?"

"Why are you hurting yourself?!"

"you need to……"

"Shh!"

Goethe stretched out his right index finger to cover his mouth, and showed a smile that seemed crazy but calm.

Then, he pointed to the mirror behind him.

Astrid looked at the scarlet text on the mirror, and almost unconsciously read it——

"Why so serious?"

Chapter 18 'Cooperation'!

The sun shone down on the wasteland.

A new day has arrived, and a mutated lizard the size of a football burrowed into the sand, quietly waiting for its prey to arrive.

When a mutated cockroach the size of a fist appeared, its thick tongue shot out directly, wrapping the mutated cockroach back into its mouth, but before it could taste its breakfast, a vulture with its wings spread three meters wide pounced on it, killing it. grab.

Then--

boom!

The large-caliber bullet of the modified shotgun knocked out half of the vulture's body in one shot.

A looter named 'Kerry' returns to camp with a cart of food.

car?

Do not make jokes.

Gasoline is not cheap.

He's just someone who prepares breakfast and is not entitled to that kind of expensive stuff.

In fact, if it weren't for the recent special circumstances, he wouldn't even have a shotgun.

Normally, his only weapons are knives and machetes.

The former was brought with him when he joined the Marauders.

The latter was given to him by the leader of the raiders, as a reward for discovering the girl and supplies hidden in the basement during a raid. Although it was rusty, it was better than a pocket knife.

"Soon, very soon, I will be able to own a gun that truly belongs to me! At that time, I will..."

Carey was thinking like this, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by a locomotive in the distance.

It was a heavy locomotive, and the driver of the car was wearing a gas mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

But the face of the corpse placed behind was clearly visible.

That is……

Baron 'Oasis'!

100000 pull!

Thinking of this, Kaili didn't care about the cart or breakfast anymore, and ran towards the camp frantically.

He wants to tell his boss the news.

And in the wasteland this morning, there are too many people like Kaili.

Almost everyone on the 'Doomsday Fortress' side saw it.

One side left?

As the people on this side started to move, they were also alarmed.

Like groups of hyenas, they followed their prey, keeping a close distance, looking for the best time to strike.

Goethe glanced at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

Everything is as he expected.

In the face of 100000 la, these predators cannot remain unmoved.

Even, those raiders who own 'towns' will get involved.

Even if you are not involved now, you will be involved in a while!

The motorcycle continued on.

When Goethe could see the mountain-like 'Fortress of Doom', he stopped his motorcycle and waited quietly.

The marauders behind them approached Goethe.

They're greedy and sane—at least, for the moment, they're sane.

They looked at each other warily and surrounded Goethe.

The moment the encirclement circle was formed, there were predators who couldn't bear it and wanted to strike ahead, but were shot and collapsed by the predators beside them.

boom!

Blood splashed everywhere, and the corpse fell to the ground.

"It's mine, no one can touch it!"

The gun-toting marauders turned their backs to Goethe as if declaring their sovereignty, facing the many marauders.

Then--

boom!

Goethe put down the sawed-off double-barreled shotgun in his hand and said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't be so impatient."

"I don't like rash guys."

"How about we make a deal?"

Goethe scanned the predators around him.

These looters did not intend to listen to Goethe's words at all. They raised their weapons, and Goethe picked up the body of Baron 'Oasis'.

At this time, the looters guessed that there was a bomb strapped to the body of Baron 'Oasis'.

The detonator was held in Goethe's hands.

Suddenly, the predators hesitated.

"You see we all need to talk calmly."

"Select a few people to come out."

"No more than three."

"I don't like the number four."

Using the body of Baron Oasis as a shield, Goethe said while sitting on the motorcycle.

"who do you think You Are?"

"We...uh!"

A marauder retorted Goethe, but before he could finish speaking, his throat was cut by the beak of [Spirit of Blood Raven].