Apocalyptic Wasteland: Set Up Survival Traps At The Beginning

Chapter 195 Ten Years! The Supreme Holy City!

The sky is blue, like a huge blue emerald.

The midsummer sun is more like a fireball, hanging high in this huge jadeite.

In the noisy market, the sound of hawking can be heard all the time.

The crowd was even more surging.

Several children playfully shuttled among the crowd at the stall.

One of the little boys even rolled his eyes.

I happened upon a very beautiful flower at a certain stall.

"My Flower of Mana! Damn it, it's you little brats again!"

The businessman was extremely angry.

He looked at his stall, and then at the kid who turned around and made faces at him.

In the end, I chose to catch up.

"Let me go, Ma Tengyun, these idiots actually caught up with me this time!"

He glanced back.

This made several people stunned.

In the past, the other party was concerned about its own stall and did not choose to pursue it.

Maybe this time he really angered the other party?

"What are you afraid of? Let's run separately!"

After the words fell, Ma Tengyun took the lead in running forward.

One jump is more than three meters high.

He easily climbed over the wall in front of him.

The rest of the people also dispersed like birds and beasts.

This left the businessman at a loss as to which side to ask.

"Tch, it's a good idea to catch this young master!"

Running all the way, Ma Tengyun climbed between the buildings and alleys like a monkey.

A few minutes later, he landed in an alley and took out the Mana Flower 570 that he had picked up and smiled.

"With three more low-level Mana Flowers, I can be promoted to the mid-level Abyssaler!"

The corners of Ma Tengyun's mouth couldn't help but raise.

At the same time, he began to absorb the life essence contained in this Mana flower.

But not long after he started, the sound of footsteps made him stop.

"Boy, I finally caught you!"

Wu Yao stared at the teenage child in front of him very unhappily.

It is said that children are the flowers of the motherland.

But this kid looked like a piranha in his eyes.

Since the unification of the mainland and the establishment of the Supreme Holy City.

Human order was also restored for a time.

But there are pros and cons.

It is said that heroes emerge from troubled times, because in extreme chaos, resources and benefits are easier to obtain.

And once it settles down, it will tend to be stable.

The Flower of Mana, even in the past, was a rare item and belonged to military supplies.

It is an indispensable thing for every Abyssalian to become stronger.

It is even more rare now.

A high-level Mana Flower can even be exchanged for a high-end residence near the Holy Palace.

The low-end ones can at least get an off-road vehicle.

And this kid has already stolen 3 flowers from him!

"Isn't it just a low-level flower of Mana? I will return it to you after I become an adult and join the Abyssalist Army!"

Ma Tengyun looked disapproving. (agcb)

"Oh, it's just you? You still want to join the Abyssalist Army? Forget it, it's useless to talk more. I'll arrest you first and then settle the score with your parents!"

Wu Yao curled his lips and immediately took action.

Its speed was so fast that Ma Tengyun couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"You are a mid-level abyssalist!"

"Otherwise, where do you think the Flower of Mana came from? Did you steal it?"

Wu Yao sneered.

The Holy City was established, and humans were able to return to the surface to survive again.

But he did not relax his vigilance because of this.

‘Holy Abyss’!

This place was originally a restricted area for Kabbalah.

It has been transformed into a natural ecological area by the Holy City.

There are endless pole-devouring beasts in it, which are full of dangers.

Of course, there are also a huge number of Mana Flowers.

As citizens of the Holy City, all are eligible to enter.

However, generally only mid-level or above Lin Yuans dare to enter.

"No, you can't hide!"

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, Ma Tengyun couldn't help but scream in his heart.

He is just a low-level Abyssal with no more than 600 source qualities.

In addition, the body is not fully developed yet, so it is impossible to avoid Wu Yao's approach.

He was about to be captured, but in the next second, Wu Yao flew backwards and hit the wall behind him.

"Ma Tengyun, you kid skipped class again, can't you let me, the father, worry less?"

Along with the words sounded.

A middle-aged man walked into the alleyway escorted by two uniformed soldiers.

Wu Yao, who got up from the ground, originally wanted to argue a few words, but was startled when he saw the person coming.

"Marshal Mark?"

Wuyao was stunned.

He was born in 1945 as Beacon, and he already had the ability to remember during the subsequent united war of the mainland.

Mark, the hunter captain, the Lighthouse Councilor, and the marshal of the Abyssal Troops!

From the beginning to now, he is respected by everyone.

The unification of the continent, the establishment of the Holy City, and the continuation of mankind are all closely related to him.

But...his father?

"Holy crap, you are actually Marshal Mark's son?"

Looking at Ma Tengyun, Wu Yao's expression was very strange.

The father is a hero, but the son...

"Hurry up and return the things to others!"

Looking at his son, Mark shook his head helplessly.

This is not the first time.

I have loved being naughty and making trouble since I was a child.

And now it has even risen to the level of theft.

If he wasn't his own son, according to the laws of the Holy City, he would have been taken away by half.

"Tch, give it back!"

Throwing the Flower of Mana to Wu Yao, Ma Tengyun curled his lips and turned around to run away.

But an invisible force brought him to Mark.

"You bastard, where else are you going to run? You have skipped school thirteen times in a row. If I hadn't shown such an old face, you would have been expelled from school, okay?"

Carrying Ma Tengyun, Mark walked out of the alleyway.

The broad road in front of you is lined with gorgeous buildings on both sides.

In the middle stands a giant statue that is thirty meters high.

His appearance is extraordinary, but he also carries endless prestige.

Under his feet trampled the pole-devouring beast carved from stone.

Like the savior who saved the world from the apocalypse!

"Tch, just go to that school, whoever wants to go there, what's the use of learning those things? I don't want to be an engineer, I want to become a great abyss jumper like Uncle Fang Chen!"

Looking at the stone statue, Ma Tengyun's eyes were full of admiration and yearning.

If there is any course in school that he likes the most, it is definitely history class!

The history of Fang Chen, the God of mankind and the Lord of the Holy City!

"Since you want to be like your Uncle Fang Chen, then you should go to school. You must know that your Uncle Fang Chen is not only a great jumper, but also a knowledgeable and strong man, not only in terms of strength. , your brain also needs to be bright!"

"Li De, Li Yan, take the young master to school. Remember to keep a good watch on me, especially don't let him suck the Flower of Mana again. If he escapes again, I will take it from you!"

He spoke earnestly, but Ma Tengyun didn't listen at all.

This made Mark have to calm down.

The source of life does not grow faster, the better.

You should be proficient in the 'Essence Technique' before reaching adulthood

The so-called 'source mass technique' is to autonomously increase the total amount of source mass from within the body.

This is the only way to lay a solid foundation.

Before reaching adulthood, continue to use this technique to increase the total amount.

It is equivalent to continuously expanding the height of the bucket.

With a lot of accumulation, you can become an intermediate-level Abyssalist in no time once you reach adulthood.

This is far better than directly sucking the Flower of Mana.

As for a series of knowledge, it cannot be abandoned.

Those seemingly useless knowledge are indispensable for becoming an Abyss Jumper in the future.