Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"What should I say?" Lu Meng turned to him.

Chad glanced at Huang Xiang who was lying on the bed, and without hesitation, he said, "Because of the tattoos all over his body, I didn't recognize him at first glance. I've actually seen this boss named Hua Leopard before. Then It was still during a time when technology hunters were recruiting new people..."

At that time, he was still a ruthless gangster operating in Stober's garden. However, because his forces were attacked and wiped out by a group of mysterious people who rose up, he came to the Depression Lagoon in desperation and sought to join the organization of technology hunters.

"Of course, he didn't have a nickname at that time and was called by another name." Chad said, "It's just that according to the regulations established by Black Scratch Headquarters, he had too many blood debts on his body, and it was impossible for technology hunters to absorb them. ”

The conditions for technology hunters to recruit members are already quite relaxed. No matter which force you come from, as long as you sever contact with them on the surface and don't get too involved, this will not become an institutional obstacle to joining the technology hunters.

But there are exceptions.

That is, the recruits cannot be important wanted criminals in the major kingdoms, nor can they provoke too many forces in the past - technology hunters want to recruit people who can do work, not people who are here to take the blame and serve as a shelter for them.

Otherwise, as long as you commit a crime and hide among the technology hunters, you may recruit a lot of capable people, but at the same time it will arouse the hatred of all parties, which is inconsistent with the safety principles of this organization on the mainland.

Lu Meng has already given it a try. If Hua Bao really becomes a mercenary, he should be quite competent based on his strength. But even if he passed through the loose recruitment conditions like Tech Hunter, he would definitely have caused trouble before. Not small.

In contrast.

Chad, a native of Aikang Town, with a clean background and strong abilities, was successfully selected.

"After being eliminated, he was not convinced. Perhaps he knew that after leaving the depression lagoon, he would be hunted down by his enemies, and there would be no chance of survival. He could only get a chance of survival by staying among the technology hunters and seeking refuge." Chad combined The content from the memories and torture added, "It is said that he made a big fuss in anger... but he must have been suppressed and arrested by the law enforcement team soon, and there was no news after that. At that time, I and many people thought that he was Being driven out of the depression lagoon, I don’t know whether I will live or die.”

"The result was unexpected," Lu Meng said, "Today, we saw him in Xiacheng District."

and also operated in the community for many years.

Judging from the time, this former gangster never left the town of Depression Lagoon after being rejected by the technology hunter.

Lake Town can ignore the specific operations of the drifter community, but it is impossible not to have the slightest understanding of their managers.

It can only be default and permission.

This is being co-opted.

"Yes, it stands to reason that this violates the organization's regulations..." Chad repeated palely, "But for him who is desperate, this is the only place to go, and he can only be loyal."

Much more 'loyal' than any technology hunter recruited through formal channels.

This is the real reason.

"Private power." Lu Meng pointed it out, "Where are the people?"

"It's been taken care of." Chad pointed to the stunned Huang Xiang on the other side, "Don't you want me to take him with me? Then I won't have time to bring another burden."

The ruthless bandit was already seriously injured and dying. He only depended on the technology hunter's medicine to survive. It was good to be able to support Chad and Bo for a round of torture to get the news out.

This matter had been done long before Chad came. When he said this now, he seemed to be giving up on himself and recognizing his status.

"Wha, what?" Huang Xiang looked at the two of them in surprise, "Are you talking about leopards?"

If his legs hadn't been amputated, he would have jumped up in fright at this moment.

"Maybe. There are anywhere from a thousand to eight hundred nicknames like this out there. I put them here just to hide my original identity... I'm just a little mouse that doesn't dare to be recognized." Lu Meng didn't take it seriously. He said casually: "But from now on, there should be no such person in Xiacheng District."

Huang Xiangmu was stunned.

He wondered if the two of them made up a set of jokes to comfort him for having just lost his legs.

But no matter looking at Lu Meng's casualness or looking at Chad's seriousness, they didn't seem to be joking.

Memories flooded into his mind: If it hadn't been for that powerful man who suddenly came to Xiacheng District and didn't look like an ordinary gang leader, Huang Xiang himself would never have been able to sit back and watch those little minions running amok in the community channels, bullying those who smiled at him. , The drifters who help each other will not be targeted everywhere.

But now, he is gone?

"So..." Huang Xiang said still in disbelief.

"So if you feel that your injury has stabilized, then come with us... for a visit." Another slightly magnetic female voice came, and a figure walked out of the darkness, "Uncle Li and Xiao Li Yin have been transferred You're gone, along with the other castaways. If you don't wake up, we might really leave you behind."

Bo leaned against the wall: "The news of Leopard's 'murder' has probably spread to other communities. If it goes quickly, someone should be ready."

Such an incident meant that they might be hostile to the community managers of the entire Xiacheng District, and the future revenge would be like a storm... However, Huang Xiang listened to the tone of several people, and it seemed as if they were talking about an ordinary thing, as relaxed as before.

He was temporarily crazy.

Noticing the man's expression, Bo smiled and said, "To be honest, I've never done such a big thing before."

When the anti-slaver action is in progress, it is possible that Diu and other war-level ronin will lead the team... but that also depends on who the enemy is.

Even if they don't encounter opponents of the same level, they are not absolutely sure that they can defeat the defense and garrison of a city-state with only one person, especially those famous strong cities.

The depression lagoon has not been famous for long, but the famous technology hunters are stationed in it. They are equipped with top-level equipment and strong strength. Except for the loose organization, they are almost the best army in the world.

Even if they are traveling with Lu Meng, Bo doesn't think they can confront them head-on. At most, they can escort them to escape safely after the incident.

This is already a miracle.

But before that, her past life and experiences along the way clearly told her: she wanted to know how big a fuss they could make.

"Who... are you?" Finally, Huang Xiang asked this question.

"Instead of asking who we are," Lu Meng did not answer him, "I want to know, you dragged such a serious leg injury, and you also wanted to go back to the depression lagoon... Where did you originally want to go?"

"... to treat the injury." Huang Xiang was silent for a while.

"I know, then what."

Although returning to the depression lagoon requires wading and swimming, it will undoubtedly further damage the infection and aggravate the injury... but only the technology hunter organization in Lake Town has advanced medical modules and even mechanical repair beds that can heal wounds, and staying outside is a real dead end.

The hope is very slim, but Huang Xiang returned to the lower city with his will, and he must not have given up and had some obsession in his heart.

It's just that he had a conflict with the gang on the way, and the injury was compounded, which extinguished his desire to survive.

And he underestimated his injury.

Chad on the side curled his lips.

Although Lu Meng performed the previous operations, the medicines and medical modules used in the process... were all paid by him.

Chad didn't feel sorry for these points.

But he didn't believe that as the King of Red, he didn't even have this little potion prepared, and asked a tech hunter like him...

It was really stingy.

However, when Chad thought of the expectant and surprised eyes of the drifter grandfather and grandson when they looked at him, he was not unhappy at all.

The tech hunter didn't realize that, unconsciously, a smile also appeared on his usually silent and cold face.

"After the injury is healed..." Huang Xiang looked at his empty lower body, feeling bitter.

According to what the other party said.

His life was saved, but to say whether the injury was healed was a joke.

He was already disabled.

For such a person, let alone whether he could survive as a drifter, even if he was a meritorious soldier, his life in this world would probably be over in the next half of his life.

However, Huang Xiang hid this despair well in his heart and did not show it.

The young man opposite him looked elegant and decent, and his surgical skills were superb. He must be a famous doctor from some place. He was kind enough to treat him.

How could he spoil the other person's fun like this?

And for some reason, the snakehead girl on the other side also looked at him with a little expectation.

So Huang Xiang laughed with relief and decided to tell the truth: "In fact, not long ago, a ridiculous legend spread in our lower city. It is said that an unknown king appeared on the grassland in the north. He ruled the wolves and tamed the dragons. He made all the tribes sit together in the tent and become one. From then on, there would be no more disputes and disturbances. Everyone was brothers for generations..."

The man spoke more and more skillfully. Obviously, although he called this legend ridiculous, he repeated it in his heart countless times, so that he almost memorized it.

Lu Meng's face was normal, but Bo and Chad's expressions began to be a little surprised and weird.

"Then, they planned to build a shining city, like a spark in the dark night, shining thousands of miles away, attracting displaced people like moths to the moon, with jobs and homes..."

"So, you want to go there?" Chad couldn't listen any longer and interrupted directly.

"Do you think I'm ridiculous too?" Huang Xiang said self-deprecatingly, "But you should understand that for the drifters in the downtown area, hearing such a legend, even if they know it may be as illusory as the salvation compiled in all religions, they still can't help but subconsciously yearn for it and hope it is true."

Chad didn't find it funny.

He could fully understand the other party's feelings. Huang Xiang's story coexisted with myths and epics, and finally threw out the most direct needs of drifters such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, just like the priests of the Holy Kingdom always held a copy of "Holy Fire" when preaching and said that their Auckland Pride was a paradise flowing with honey and milk, and they were not afraid of getting tired of it... Chad just felt a little familiar.

How come this tone is the same as the one I heard in Shandi?

It seems to be written by the same person.

"Wait..." Bo seemed a little anxious, "Have you ever thought of other options, such as anti-accumulation..."

"Bo," Lu Meng smiled, "I won the bet."

Seeing Huang Xiang's confused look, he obviously had not heard of the existence of this organization before.

They attach too much importance to secrecy, which to some extent reduces their influence.

If you want to discover new people, you can only consider and contact them one by one like Bo.

But this time, she obviously lost.

"Tsk." The anti-slaver shrugged, and seeing her rolling her eyes, he was still a little unconvinced.

However, even the drifters in the lagoon of the depression had heard these stories, and Lu Meng was not surprised - it was obvious who the initiator was.

Ever since he talked with Bard at the border of the Land of Vengeance, although the bard has been staying in the Land of Flash and writing poems related to the First Fire... but he has never contacted Lu Meng himself again.

It's as if he was worried about being discovered.

This trip south, Lu Meng originally wanted to bring Bard with him. When the other party first followed the Embers Cult, he said that he wanted to follow the footsteps of their great leader and search for and compile his deeds... However, this time, he actually "broke the appointment".

Before the official team set off, the bard embarked on the journey alone without telling anyone, not even the Shadow Department.

Now it seems.

The place he arrived at was actually the next stop Lu Meng was going to.

Legend has it that Bard arrived before him.

"Unarmed, crossing the wasteland of bones alone, swimming and trekking to the depression lagoon... Such ability is also admirable." Lu Meng thought with a hint of joking, "Is this the rule-based ability that belongs only to the bard?"

According to the other party's personality.

At this moment, it is impossible to find this bard in the depression lagoon. He probably left before the storm came... and went to the next stop, the town of mourning.

Lu Meng didn't care about the other party's leaving without saying goodbye. They had a tacit understanding that Bard himself was not a member of Lu Meng's forces.

What Lu Meng really cares about is that the word "Bard" actually means "bard" in ancient language. Then the songs and legends sung on this continent, and even the level settings...are they really the work of this Bard he knows?

After all, no matter how strong a person's ability to mobilize is, it is quite difficult to create a consensus that the whole world agrees with.

But now, he has no time to care about these.

There were footsteps coming from the pipe.

"Let's go." Lu Meng called Chad, the tech hunter carried Huang Xiang on his back, and he looked at the drifter, looking directly into his eyes, "Someone will take you to where you want to go."

The drifter had just recovered from a serious illness, and in a trance, he did not notice the pure black robe that had just wrapped around him. It had a silver-gray pattern in a very hidden corner.

Like an unburned ember.