Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Swordsman" has no plot, or the story created by the players themselves is the plot.

This is the charm of sandbox games, but it has become the current information limitation of Lu Meng in disguise.

The time point he is currently at is before the start, in other words, in the past history.

In a wasteland world, the records of history must be fragmented, incomplete and contradictory.

Even in the past life with abundant historical data, it was impossible to say that every day's daily life was recorded in detail.

Ordinary people's feelings about history are far less clear than those who have experienced it.

What makes Lu Meng wary is that according to the clues provided by Lu Yong, the Lang Ninja Group began to deploy at the hub many years ago.

But this layout did not seem to have the desired effect in the follow-up.

——Leiber taught the skills of crossbows, and even distributed them to ordinary people who were easy to use and extremely lethal. This was definitely not without purpose.

I'm afraid he is secretly recruiting new members to increase the power of the Lang Ninja Group.

Lu Meng is actually not worried about the expansion of the Lang Ninja Group's power. Based on his understanding of this organization, letting the Lang Nin Group control the hub station will at least not be worse for ordinary residents and scavengers than it is now.

At a time point that players are familiar with, Lei Bai personally began to preside over the West Town Tavern, and the activities of the Lang Ninja Group gradually began to turn to the bright side. His Ninja Guards are also one of the top armed forces in the hub...

However, it was far less powerful than he imagined based on the current clues.

Leiber, where did your twenty years of business go?

Considering the disappearance of Wei Hong, it can be speculated that in these years, some unrecorded changes occurred, which caused the development of the Lang Ninja Group to be severely damaged and the personnel suffered heavy losses.

Even forces like the Lang Ninja Group have suffered a blow, how should I deal with it?

"But since Lei Bai can survive, it means that the crisis still does not threaten the strong ones at the level of martial arts masters." Lu Meng did not panic.

He raised Leiber's banner not just to fool Old Tangtou.

Although it is not as good as the Lang Ninja Group, there is also a third-party force behind Old Tangtou - this news may not even be known to Lei Bai.

As a "student", Lu Meng and Teacher Dai Lei bridge the gap between the two forces and convey goodwill, which may actually lead to cooperation between the two organizations.

In this way, the power to resist possible changes in the future will be stronger.

And then, in a way, change history.

In this way, Lei Bai does not need to hold him accountable for trying to pull the tiger-skin flag of the Ninja Group twice, but he should be thanked instead!

…

Lu Meng and Huo Buyang were walking on a quiet path, surrounded by darkness, but fortunately they could rely on their memories and the abandoned buildings around them to guide them.

In the second half of every month, the two bright moons in the sky seem to be swallowed up, completely different from the unbridled appearance in the first half of the month.

——At that time, it seemed that every hidden corner would be illuminated, leaving homeless people nowhere to stay.

Looking up now, there are only stars in the sky.

It looks like a normal starry sky.

But even if Lu Meng was not a stargazing enthusiast, he could still see that there were no iconic Big Dipper and many constellations in this starry sky.

Halfway through the journey.

Suddenly two bright lights shone at the two of them. Even though Lu Meng had already blocked his eyes with his hands in advance, he was still dazzled by the scattered light.

"Don't move!"

Three hurried footsteps appeared, and according to the direction, Lu Meng and the others were surrounded.

Huo Buyang was not like Lu Meng who could detect someone approaching in advance, but he still pulled out his steel ten hands to block them in front of him as soon as possible. In this way, if the enemy has a long-range attack such as a crossbow, it will only hit him first, giving Brother Lu a chance to counterattack.

It's just that his eyes were a little too shaken to open.

Lu Meng put his other hand on Huo Buyang's shoulder, signaling him not to be nervous, but he did not draw his sword.

The strength of these people cannot threaten him.

But in the eyes of the attackers, Lu Meng was carrying a large backpack, looking like a businessman. He covered his eyes with his hands and did not dare to take them away. It was obvious that his eyes had been stung by the sudden strong light. .

That little man looked like a local guard who had been invited.

"Hey, you guys came back from the black market, right? That old guy who picked up rags was actually right. There really is such a place as a black market."

Someone laughed strangely.

"Do you want to get to the black market?" Lu Meng said, "I can lead you there. If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time."

For ordinary hub station residents, having a channel to the black market is indeed very tempting.

And with the reputation of "Lu Beiyou", it is no problem to bring in a few new people to join the team.

"That's not necessary, brothers don't have anything to exchange for it." Another person's voice was gloomy, "Besides, we don't have any money."

"Isn't there anything I can replace? I think these two lamps you have are good, brother..."

Lu Meng pretended not to understand what they meant.

They are refugees.

Judging from the fact that the lights in their hands still have electricity, it seems that they are refugees who have recently arrived from outside the hub.

After the desertification of the "border land", the hub station was isolated by the sand and became an isolated small world.

However, it is precisely this isolated geographical environment that makes the hub a hiding place for many fugitives who have committed serious crimes, dispersed soldiers and hunted bandits.

They were forced to rush towards the hub in desperation. In the end, not even one out of ten managed to arrive alive, but the rest were just tough people.

It can be regarded as adding manic and fresh blood to this place.

These people are refugees.

Those with good strength will join a city or a gang, while others will settle in the streets and become residents for the rest of their lives.

There are also some unlucky ones who cannot adapt to the life at the hub and become scavengers. They are even eliminated early and turned into nutrients, contributing to the fertilization of this land.

These newcomers have obviously found their niche - robbers.

"Stop talking nonsense!" the leader shouted angrily, "put your bag down."

Lu Meng silently took off his backpack.

"And you!" The man pointed at Huo Buyang, "Don't make small moves, kid. Put the weapon at your feet and kick it away."

Huo Buyang ignored him and turned to look at Lu Meng: "Brother Lu, how many do you think I can deal with?"

His eyes had recovered.

"One...it's a bit difficult," Lu Meng said, "You need half of my help."

"Well, it's up to you."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Seeing the two people ignoring them, a refugee was furious, picked up a weapon and was about to move forward.

"You have to kill someone before you obey, right?"

He approached the two of them from behind, put the knife towards Lu Meng's neck, and bent down to pick up his backpack.

Lu Meng moved.

He turned sharply from the backlight, opened his robe, and faced the wind.

The refugees caught a glimpse of...

Under the robe is a long knife that is ready to go, and the hand holding it.

[Life Skills: Master 16]

From an incredible angle——

Swing the knife.

The cloth still wrapped around the blade was shattered in an instant, and the blade seemed to break free from its restraints, slashing straight at the refugee.

The streamer of light reflects like lightning from the blade surface.

Wow!

Blood splattered in the air.

"Ahhhhh!"

The hand that the refugee reached for his backpack had been chopped off.

"This is for you to practice on."

Lu Meng rushed towards the other two refugees holding lamps without looking back.

Huo Buyang picked up his ten hands and waved them towards the injured enemy.

The man's weapon-hand was not chopped off.

——This way, I should be able to practice with Xiao Huo for a few more rounds.

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