I don't have a system but I have a hammer

"what?"

The six people were stunned at the same time, with incredible expressions on their faces. The strong man was even more surprised and couldn't help himself...

"You went in yesterday? But I remember that you only arrived at the junk planet this morning..."

"Ah, I know, it's the talent of the Isa people!"

The strong man seemed to realize what was going on, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise...

"I heard that in the Ersa civilization, there are an extremely rare group of people who can control their skin color and hair, and at the same time enhance their perception. Could it be that the captain's perception is so strong that it can be spread throughout the scrap town?"

"Oh my God!"

"This is too awesome..."

"Now we are more confident!"

"Comprehensive perception is equivalent to panoramic surveillance!"

"Ha, at least survival is guaranteed!"

"... "

Upon hearing this, the others were immediately excited, with expressions of increased confidence on their faces, but they were diluted by the self-recommended person's frivolous words...

"If my perception ability is really that strong, how come I can't even pass the destiny selection?"

"Ah? Then you are..."

"You just need to know that I went in..."

The self-recommended person obviously had no intention of exposing his trump card to others, so he simply brushed off the strong man's questioning, took out an energy candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it silently while looking at the distance. The major teams seem to be thinking about something...

Seeing this scene, the others knew that asking any more questions would be asking for trouble, so they didn't dare to ask any more questions. They could only check the equipment silently and wait for the official drone to leave...

Only the strong man who was closest to the self-builder noticed the few tiny broken hairs on the back of his head with sharp eyes, and he suddenly had some guesses in his mind...

The waiting time did not last long. In just half an hour, the official drones left the sky above the scrap town one after another under a roar, leaving only a large dark red electronic bird behind. There was a brief moment of hovering at the entrance, symbolically leaving a sentence...

"Dear bounty hunters, the non-relevant personnel of the Scrap Town have been notified to leave from other exits. You can now make your own arrangements to enter the Scrap Town. The only thing you need to pay attention to is that there should be no bloodshed as much as possible, so as not to attract other residents of the Junk Planet. panic, I wish everyone a successful crusade..."

This reminder was nothing more than nonsense, because after the electronic bird left this loudspeaker notice, it disappeared into the clouds under the gaze of everyone, leaving only tens of thousands of bounty hunters on the scene who were impatient and ready to go. Eagerly, he set his sights on the one closest to the entrance...

"go!"

With a low drink, the self-recommended person who felt everyone's gaze did not hesitate at all. He spat out the energy candy in his mouth, picked up the hand cannon wrapped in rags, and led the six team members with serious faces to rush forward. Entering the Scrap Town, the speed was so fast that the other teams didn’t even react, and they disappeared into the smoke that spewed out after the energy candy landed...

Stab ~

Looking at the billowing white smoke that suddenly appeared at the entrance, the other teams did not react much, because this kind of blinding method was completely meaningless. After all, almost everyone on the scene was equipped with flying devices, so a small-scale smoke like this Basically, you just need to fly over the area...

Thinking of this, the leaders didn't stop too much. They turned on the particle shields to cover the entire team, and then released energy airflow, shooting straight towards the center of the town. Only a few small teams with backward equipment were facing a blast. The thick shields gathered together hummed and ran towards the entrance...

For a time, countless groups of large and small and colorful energy shields enveloped the entire periphery of the scrap town. It was as spectacular as a rainbow bridge composed of countless densely colored lines in the sky...

It's just that the people in these energy shields all have solemn eyes, guarded expressions, or serious expressions on their faces. They are obviously prepared to deal with various accidents...

Interestingly, there was still a team outside the town that had not set off, and that was Squidward, who had been monitoring the self-recommenders and others. He remained unmoved throughout the whole process, and did not look forward until all the teams flew into the scrap town. Looking at the white mist at the entrance that was about to dissipate, he squinted his eyes and sneered...

"Huh, it's just a kid's trick..."

"Boss, when will we come?"

"Not in a hurry…"

He turned his head and glanced at the dozen or so team members behind him who could no longer hold back. He lightly raised his hand to release the rather heavy soundproof cover, and said in an indifferent tone...

"I said on the way here that our main purpose this time is not to kill the conquerors, because with our strength, even if we can come out on top, the final result will be just working for others, and we may not even be able to save our lives. , so I have already thought about it. We have only one goal after entering the town, and that is to steal the resources of other teams! "

"... "

The eyes of the others suddenly froze, and their original enthusiasm for killing the conqueror was mostly dissipated in an instant, but they did not raise any objections, because what Squidbeard said was the truth, and there was no way to fight for a sum of money. The bounty rewards you get are not as safe as grabbing whatever you can...

Of course, there are some smart guys who raised their concerns after a short period of thinking...

"But captain, almost all bounty teams are equipped with flying equipment. After arriving at their destination, they will definitely hover in the sky and not land directly. So even if we rob a team, we will definitely have a clear view. They discovered that when the time comes, the one who becomes the target of public criticism will be..."

"Haha, don't worry, they will land..."

After the ammunition was loaded with a "click" sound, Squidward slapped the quad-core cannon while scanning the deserted scene around him, grinning confidently...

"Because there are only obstacles on the ground that can block the view. If you stay in the air the whole time, aren't you just a living target for others? Especially if the conqueror is buried underground. If you don't dig down and just watch from above, then everyone will Everyone will understand that you want to get something for nothing, which will cause public anger..."

"Of course, although the interstellar official has not clearly stated the criteria for being the first to kill a conqueror, judging from past crusade-type bounty missions, at least the conqueror's head must be obtained and handed over to the interstellar official. OK…"

"So, instead of saying that we are competing for who can be the first to kill the conqueror, it is more appropriate to say that we are competing for his head. This further confirms what I just said. Those who want to wait and wait in the sky The guy who closes the net will eventually become everyone’s priority target..."