Lord Shenxiu-Chapter 539: Scavenger (Extra Release, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 539: Chapter 539: Scavenger (Extra Release, Please Subscribe)

There was a saying that Zhong Shenxiu found very sensible.

The oldest language of mankind is body language.

Even with a language barrier, through gestures and bribes, he was successfully taken in and entered the moving steel fortress.

The price he paid was the eyeball item he got from the tentacle beetle.

Moreover, even though he had lost most of his abilities, he learned very quickly.

In just one day, he was able to fluently speak, read, and write the local language.

Of course, this was because Zhong Shenxiu was extraordinarily gifted, and it also cost him a few Heavenly Show Points...

At this moment, Zhong Shenxiu crawled out of the cramped cabin, climbed along the surface piping hot, steam-carrying pipes, and made his way up to the vent.

Even if the steel fortress was large, the space inside for living was suffocating and poorly ventilated.

Therefore, many scavengers preferred staying outside when they had nothing to do.

"Li Wei!"

He arrived at a turret, sat atop a main gun barrel that seemed to be 410mm in caliber, and started to enjoy the breeze.

Just then, he heard a greeting by his ear.

Accompanied by the wind, a nimble figure shot a grappling hook from their wrist, grabbed onto the gun barrel, swung over like on a swing, and landed steadily on the turret.

She had chestnut long hair, a muscular physique full of explosive power, resembling a female leopard.

"Hello, Zola!"

Zhong Shenxiu greeted her with a smile.

Zola, like everyone else in this convoy, was a scavenger under the ’Sky City’.

In their language, Sky City was the most perfect and safe city, already capable of being largely self-sufficient.

It was just that occasionally, they still lacked some rare and precious, specific resources that had to be found in the wilderness or in the ruins of cities.

This was the job of the scavenger team!

By the way, Zhong Shenxiu named their language ’Punk Language’ because when he first communicated with them, the word ’punk’ appeared most frequently in their speech.

Its meaning was ’war chariot, steel, and strength’!

"How do you feel?"

Zola smiled, "You’re lucky. Sky City was recently short on labor, so we took you in; otherwise, even if you offered a lower servant-level organ, we wouldn’t have accepted you."

"Hmm hmm..."

Zhong Shenxiu responded casually, then suddenly noticed Zola pulling out a syringe from her bag, his face immediately soured, "Again?"

"As a wanderer on the plains, I really don’t know how you’ve survived until now. Although you hunted the tentacle worm, without the protection of goggles, you’ve already been contaminated..."

Zola shook the metallic-colored syringe in her hand, glaring at him teasingly, "This is a very precious ’Blood Agent,’ it can effectively restore the damage you’ve suffered... Otherwise, you’d eventually mutate, either into a Spirit Pollutant or a Flesh Mutant!"

Zhong Shenxiu remembered the nausea he had initially felt, which had now largely subsided, and he had no choice but to adapt, getting another injection.

Watching the unknown blood being injected into his body, he suddenly felt much better.

’The so-called contamination must be something that accumulates over time... Spirit Pollutants, could they correspond to vengeful spirits? And Flesh Mutants, those various disgusting flesh monsters.’

"Zola, tell me about history..."

He lay on the huge cannon, looking at the autumn sky, when he suddenly spoke.

"My history grades have never passed..."

Zola sat next to Zhong Shenxiu, swinging her little legs back and forth. "Anyway, it was about two hundred years ago... The world suddenly changed, a bunch of monsters appeared, many people died, many cities turned to ruins, and some survivors established Sky City... Yeah, that’s pretty much it."

"That’s really brief..."

Zhong Shenxiu rolled his eyes.

Suddenly, a flare shot into the sky.

"Alert!"

Zola’s expression became vigilant and dangerous, she said to Zhong Shenxiu, "There’s a lower-tier monster appearing, you’re not a combatant, hide inside the cabin, don’t come out!"

Zhong Shenxiu was not surprised; the plains were full of various monsters.

Of course, most were more like flesh mutants, thus they were restrained by this steel war machine.

After all, the main cannon loaded on this massive multi-turreted beast could rival that of a battle cruiser!

Even just the secondary cannons could, with a single shot, turn half a soccer field into scorched earth.

When encountering a not-so-strong individual monster, the fortress would simply roll over it, using its own thick armor and weight to crush the opponent into a pulp.

As for more dangerous targets, they would be cleared out in advance with heavy artillery.

The most common phrase Zhong Shenxiu heard on the war machine was—Cannon is justice, caliber is the truth!

’This mobile multi-turret fortress, known as the Giant Mountain 2 war machine here on the plains, feared only a few overlord-level individuals and large-scale mutant migrations...’

He quickly slid under the war machine, and just as he was about to disappear entirely inside it, he suddenly looked back.

With the last bit of his vision, he saw a pus-flowing, over six-meter-tall dark blue giant.

Boom!

The next moment, he heard the roar of the turrets.

The ferocious cannon hit the giant directly, causing its entire body to explode into countless pieces of flesh and blood, along with scorching a large area of the ground, blasting a deep crater.

’What a powerful war machine... Delicate and cumbersome at the same time... Although it has such powerful firepower, it seems unable to stop at will, as starting the boiler and preheating takes hours... that’s why the last time I wanted to hitch a ride, it just drove past...’

With a bit of bellyaching, Zhong Shenxiu maneuvered through the steam-pipe filled, narrow and closed corridors.

The corridor was indeed quite narrow, and occasionally when someone came from the opposite direction, both had to turn sideways to pass each other smoothly.

Toot toot!

Toot toot!

Zhong Shenxiu heard the sound of the whistle, feeling that the monsters outside had been eradicated, and the war machine showed no sign of stopping.

He thought for a moment, squeezed into a relatively spacious area—the dining area of the war machine, which of course couldn’t accommodate many people dining at the same time, more like a pickup spot.

Most members here simply picked up their portion of canned food heated by steam at the window, then retreated back to their cabins to eat quietly.

Only those who spent a lot of money to buy alcoholic drinks and other luxury items could sit at one of the few metal tables, perhaps even getting two pieces of roasted beetle meat served by the restaurant manager—Old Jack.

Currently still penniless, Zhong Shenxiu took his two cans, returned to his cabin, and pulled shut the wire mesh door.

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