Mysterious journey

Klin carefully peeled off a little bit of green moss from the sewer pipe and caught it with the small plate in his hand, a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"We can use more ingredients for dinner today."

In the dark sewer, the rapid underground river on the right is constantly flowing. Occasionally, there is a little bit of yellowish-white garbage floating in it, and more of it is a thick layer of greasy-like dirt, which emits an unpleasant smell from a distance. Stink.

Klin was already used to it. He carefully found a few more such moss and peeled off the only bit of green in the sewer into his small plate.

During the few days in the sewer, he experienced many underground chases, not from the pilots on the ground, but from the depths of the sewer where no one had entered all year round. Here he would encounter large groups every few hours. A group of mutant rats, these rats with glowing red eyes can gnaw anything they can chew. In order to save the energy of the mecha, Klin has long been afraid to use the mecha indiscriminately. It is originally a patchwork mecha, and the power is The furnace is also an old model, and a lot of energy has been used. Most of the energy behind it is also used to restore Chi Yue, and only a little bit is left as a backup for opening the hatch.

Thinking of this, Klin sighed inwardly, put away the moss, and touched his stomach, which still hurt a little. He checked the time, turned and walked towards the hiding place.

"There are still ten minutes before the rats come out. It should be in time."

After walking a certain distance, he quickly got into a narrow gap. The gap was in the small space between the pipes. There was a faint light inside. The white light shone out and fell on the dark underground water floor, reflecting Gives off a wet sheen.

Klin walked in and saw that Beren was baking dried rat. The two of them had been living on this thing for two days. All the dry food was eaten two days ago, and only this was left to eat. Fortunately, Belen's Ming Emperor exercise method can eliminate most diseases and infections. Otherwise, just eating unclean food is enough to kill two people.

The light is a wire pulled from a mecha. It is not very bright because it needs to be used sparingly.

"How's it going? Is there anything going on outside?" Beren looked over with a pair of big eyes. It seemed that he had completely transformed into a complete girl, or that she was a girl herself, but only because the exercise method had unlocked this layer of skin. .

Sitting on his knees by the fire, Beren's face was flushed and he seemed a little haggard.

"Fortunately, no one caught up." Klin nodded and smiled helplessly, "Maybe it has entered the radiation zone? They don't dare to chase. If you stay in the radiation zone for a long time, your body will appear. Radiation sickness.”

"Yes." Beren nodded and raised his arm. There were faint gray spots on it, which looked like the skin had withered.

"I heard that radiation sickness is difficult to cure." Her eyes dimmed. "Once you get radiation sickness, you won't be able to continue living in the area..."

"Don't worry, if the uncle wakes up, there will definitely be a way!" Klin always has hope and confidence, although he himself doesn't know where this confidence comes from. "If you don't even have hope for yourself, then... There really is no hope at all.”

"Yes. Uncle Chiyue is so powerful, there must be a way to solve it." Beren also relaxed slightly. Chiyue's image has always been so omnipotent in the eyes of the two people. Although his mouth is a bit poisonous, he can do anything. They can always think of ways to solve it, and it’s not a big problem compared to radiation sickness.

The two cooperated silently, washed the moss with filtered water, and then put the dried mice and moss together to make soup. This was the main food for the two of them.

Not long after the cooking started, there was a rumbling sound from the passage outside. It seemed to be coming from far away.

The expressions of the two of them changed. They both stood up quickly and quickly blocked the only entrance and exit of this small space with the alloy plates scattered by the mecha. The alloy plates just completely covered the place. Klin's hands were firmly against the alloy plates. , as if he was deeply afraid of being pushed back.

Here, Belen quickly put out the fire, leaving only a small fire starter, covering the broth and covering it with something like clothes.

After a while, there was a faint banging sound from the alloy plate outside. It seemed that there were many, many small things constantly hitting the alloy plate. Judging from Klin's expression, he had become slightly sweaty and laborious. With his nine-door The giant cannon's training method is at the first level, which requires several times the strength of an ordinary person, but it still feels extremely strenuous. One can imagine how powerful the impact was from outside.

I don't know how long it took, but the pounding sound gradually weakened, and the veins on Klin's forehead gradually subsided, and he broke out in a sweat.

It wasn't until the last impact disappeared that he collapsed to the ground with a cry.

"Huh. Huh." The sound of violent breathing like a cow kept rising and falling.

"Come and drink water." Belen worriedly brought over a ladle of water. Since there was no cup, the water was filled with the groove of a small alloy piece.

"Thank you." Klin took it and drank heavily.

"Did you hear anything?" Beren suddenly showed a hint of doubt in his voice.

"What? What did you hear?" Klin was stunned.

"I thought I heard someone shouting outside," Belen said a little uncertainly.

"Is there anyone?!" Klin stood up immediately, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Soon the two of them took a gentle breath, and now even Krillin could hear it.

"Karl!" "Karl, where are you?"

"Captain Carl!" "Brother Carl~~~"

It seems that the voice is not just one person, but a group of people, and those voices are all looking for a person named Karl. There are male and female voices in the voice,

"Klin carefully pushed open the metal plate and poked his head out. He saw at one end of the sewer that had been ravaged by rats. A group of people were getting closer and closer holding torches. What was most surprising was that in such a radiation zone, these people No one actually wore radiation protection suits.

They were both men and women, and they wore more or less metal armor on their bodies, some on their shoulders, some on their helmets, and most on their arms, chest and abdomen.

Among the more than ten people in the group, most were wearing shabby commoners, and some had radiation marks on their faces and necks that could not be concealed.

"So many people are radiation people." Klin suddenly knew in his heart that these people should be just like them, ordinary people who suffered from radiation sickness.

He suddenly felt at a loss. Now that Chiyue was not here, the safety of the two of them depended on themselves. It would be fine if these people were kind to each other, but if there was any evil intention...then he and Xiao Lun would be fine.

"Who is there?!" Suddenly a woman in red who was the leader of the group shouted loudly, looking over here.

Klin was startled and sat down on the ground, making a louder noise.

The group of people rushed over quickly. Beren quickly went over to help Clin up. The two huddled together and stared at the entrance. Soon, a burly man walked in cautiously. This man looked at Clin and Beren were momentarily stunned.

"Boss, it's two children!" he shouted loudly.

"Are you kidding? Can any children survive here?" The woman in red walked in and was a little surprised when she saw Klin and Beren. "You. This is the sewer dark network in the territory. There are radioactive poisons and mutated rats everywhere, and you actually..."

"Hello." Klin barely smiled and said hello.

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Heipanyu Police Headquarters Mobile Hall

"This is the handover report this time." Gallon handed over a paper report in his hand. He stood in the middle of the hall, and in front of him sat the deputy director of the general administration who was working. He is a bald, middle-aged man with a small yellow beard on his chin. He looks very serious.

"You are a member of the military and a member of the academy. You are able to kill terrorists in a nearly fatal manner with level 3 strength. Even if he is seriously injured, such a record is still beyond the strength of an ordinary student." The bald head flipped through the documents. He nodded.

"As usual, the police station will hand over all your combat records this time. The specific records will be issued to you by someone from the military department. Please wait patiently."

"I understand." Garen nodded.

"But you have to be mentally prepared." The bald head looked up at Garen, "This mission has exceeded your mission level. No one thought you could defeat the terrorists. They just hoped that you could delay the opponent. But..." He paused, "I won't go into too much nonsense. The elite team originally responsible for this matter is very unconvinced by you. There may be some provocations during the handover of the task. You must be prepared."

"Are they elite students?" Garen asked.

"It's good that you know." The bald man seemed to appreciate Galen and nodded with a smile, "Okay, you can go down. Soon the military department will send a military merit announcement, don't worry."

"clear."

Garen nodded and gave a military salute. He raised the back of his right hand close to his left cheek and bowed slightly.

Then he stood upright with a snap, turned around and left.

Walking out of the hall of the General Administration, Garen breathed a sigh of relief. The deputy director of the General Administration is definitely a hidden master. He must be a fifth-level pilot, and he is not a pilot who practices ordinary exercise. The force field of his consciousness fluctuated, giving him a hint of pressure.

This feeling is much stronger than the red and white mechas I faced.

"At least one can fight two." Garen estimated in a low voice that the red and white mechas were not necessarily a match for the deputy director. Sure enough, the Black Pan Domain's respect for the strong is truly implemented.

Strength determines everything. If you have strength, you are qualified to hold important positions. If you are not strong enough, no matter how resourceful you are, you will not be placed in a position. This is also the result of the individual mecha being powerful enough to reverse the situation.

After leaving the police headquarters, there was the garrison station next to it. Several garrison members who happened to be passing by saw Garon from a distance and greeted him warmly. These people were obviously police members of the Garon patrol area.

After walking over and saying polite words to a few people, Gallon got a little better understanding of the situation and took a taxi back home.

My parents and sisters are also at home. Everyone is in a low mood because of the brother's incident, and they are all waiting for new news from Garen.

As soon as he opened the door and entered the room, his father, who had been sitting on the sofa and smoking, stood up immediately.

"How's it going? Nono? What's going on with Allen?"