Data Wasteland

In terms of power alone, the Demon Hunter is more than twice as powerful as the Big Black Eagle, and neither the caliber nor the length of the barrel are at the same level.

The heavy gun body was placed on the roof of the car, and a large-caliber steel core armor-piercing projectile was loaded into the barrel. The texture of the gun body gradually lit up, and the compressed psychic energy slowly flowed into the bullet. After holding back for nearly three minutes, under the infusion of several times of compressed psychic energy, the bullet was full of blue, and the brilliance radiated outwards round and round, and the momentum was amazing.

Aiming at the target, pressing down the trigger, dull gunfire sounded, and blue flames spurted half a meter away. The corpse king who had just gotten up broke a light ball on his neck, and fell forward again.

The howl of the cannonballs cut through the sky and fell on the huge body one after another. The explosion was deafening, and the corpse king was crushed to the ground, roaring wildly.

In the smog of gunpowder, the veins of its arms flared up, and the exposed blood vessels were bright and dark. A huge heat is emitted. Accompanied by the sharp scream, two air pillars spurted out of the nostrils, and the arm supported the body, and actually climbed up abruptly against the falling cannonballs.

The power is extremely violent, blood flashes in his eyes, and his face is extremely distorted.

Inhaling, roaring, dark green venom swept across the battlefield. The pungent white smoke evaporates in the air, and the steel with dark green mucus creaks. At the center of the venom outbreak, several bones remained in the posture of struggling during their lifetime, either climbing or howling miserably, shockingly.

The venom of the corpse king is extremely corrosive, several times stronger than the same volume of concentrated sulfuric acid. If it is sprayed on the front, the skin and flesh will melt in an instant, leaving a white skeleton with a terrible death.

The mayor of Ambisi only finds it difficult to breathe. In addition to losing the weight of his subordinates, there is also the pain of a large pension expenditure. It is not difficult to imagine that in the near future, he will tighten his belt, keep his clothes simple, and perhaps eat a roast duck is a luxury.

Tuition fees for children, cosmetics for wives, and ever-increasing medical expenses are exactly the three mountains weighing on middle-aged men.

Thinking of this, Ambici collapsed, drew out the machete used to fight the world when he was young, yelled "Fight with it!", and then was pushed onto the car by the guards who came on.

"Sir, think twice!" "Leave the green hills, and don't worry about not having firewood!" "Calm down, calm down!"

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After several rounds of attacks, the life index of the corpse king has not fallen below 10,000. I have to say that its skin is too hard.

If this continues, the loss will exceed one-third. Although most of the losses have nothing to do with Chen Xing, as long as he does not hurt his own interests, he will also help out on the principle of watching and helping each other.

The space behind him split open, and the Wolf King jumped out. Chen Xing picked up his spear and jumped off the bus, mounted on the back of the wolf and rushed towards the King of Corpse.

"Crack!"

Pushing the armor-piercing projectile, Chen Xing stored energy again. His psychic energy can be compressed to two levels, up to 2.5 times the psychic energy, plus the third level of energy storage shooting, the power is extremely impressive.

The wolf king was agile and fast. He passed through the battlefield in a blink of an eye and came to the feet of the corpse king. Chen Xing raised the gun and aimed upward at an angle of thirty-five degrees.

Trio, excite!

In an instant, the corpse king's chest sank inward, and a blue light penetrated the body like a sharp sword, bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood from behind. The half ribs splayed outward, as if to see the bloody, beating heart inside.

OK!

The morale of the troops was immediately high, and all the firepower was concentrated on the wounds on the chest and back of the corpse king.

Chen Xing succeeded in a blow and immediately retreated, returned to the roof of the bus, threw the gun to the chief maid, and continued to eat roast duck to watch the show.

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The life index of the corpse king plummeted, and the speed was several times faster than before.

"Master Chen is really a master, and he turned the tide of the battle as soon as he shot!" "Master Chen

With extraordinary strength, it is a model for my generation to learn. "It is the greatest pride of my life to be fortunate enough to fight alongside Master Chen." "

The compliments are coming soon, and the words of praise are not stingy and make people feel ecstatic. It is also a great pleasure in life to be sought after by someone.

Chen Xing was in a good mood and dispatched a sand camel unit in advance.

The shoulder anti-cannon and the sand camel are the two major mechas of the local garrison. The former is a long-range artillery, and the latter is an infantry killer, a weapon at mid-range. I saw twelve sand camels lined up, the cockpit was lowered forward, and the two slender mechanical legs alternated rapidly, running forward with extremely fast small steps.

"Zizzi..."

The four Vulcan cannons under the iron wings stretched from left to right moved at high speed, making detailed mechanical sounds.

The kilometer distance came in an instant, and dense tongues of fire spewed out, and the barrage blocked the sky.

A large group of gunpowder smoke erupted from the body of the corpse king, from bottom to top, and finally concentrated on the wound, the flames flickered, and the flesh and blood flew across.

The corpse king retreated steadily and wailed constantly. The barrage was so dense that tens of thousands of bullets were fired in a few seconds.

The reason why Chen Xing has not sent the Sand Camel troops is because of the huge consumption of ammunition. A bullet with three copper coins can knock him hundreds or even thousands of gold coins in one second.

"Kill!" "Kill him!"

The morale of the human beings is high, and the troops are attacking from all directions in full swing.

The corpse king breathed in and sprayed poison again, a large area of ​​the army was brutally covered with acid, and the soldiers who accidentally approached rolled and screamed on the ground, raising patches of dust.

"The third time you spray poison, there should be no stock."

"The airboat strikes out!"

The signal lights flickered in the clouds, a floating boat protruded out of the clouds, and two machine guns below the cabin fired strings of bullets.

"Good guy, there are even private floats, this is too rich!"

The mayor of Ambisi was shocked. He knew that Chen Xing was rich, but he didn't expect that he was so rich, even the top luxury goods such as private airboats. Although it was not the most luxurious model, it was enough to shock his little country nobleman.

The corpse king roared more and more crazily, but the attack became weaker and weaker. Two eyeballs were blown out, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the direction. His hands were slapped indiscriminately, and most of his attacks failed. The hole in the chest is getting bigger and bigger, and when I look up, I can already see the sky.

After more than ten minutes, the dead king's life trough bottomed out, his neck crooked, and he fell down suddenly.

The defensive team cheered, the huge result meant a huge bonus, and if they survived, they would pay a fortune.

The whole body of the corpse king can be sold for money, the flesh and blood can be refined to evolve potions, the bones can be made into bulletproof armor pieces or handicrafts, and the crystal core can be sold for money.

The soldiers retreated, the engineering mech stepped forward and began to cut the corpse. The chain saw blades several meters long buzzed and emitted thick black smoke. The flesh and blood flew with one knife, and the thick **** smell made people nauseous.

Chen Xing offered to buy the King of Corpses at the market price. The two mayors and Black Snake quickly agreed and voluntarily reduced their share to 20%.

In fact, Chen Xing set up a corpse factory to cover people's eyes and ears, and the main purpose is to provide food for the ant colonies. Buying this corpse king is enough for them to eat for half a year.

It took three days to decompose the body. The flesh and blood of the living corpse has its own antiseptic effect, so there is no need to worry about decay in the hot weather.

During the period, Chen Xing went to Meiren Town as a guest and accepted the hospitality of the mayor of Ambisi.

"This time, it is up to Master Chen that we can win so easily." Mayor Ambisi complimented. This is the number of times he has said such things in three days.

"If Mr. Chen doesn't dislike it, I will be a guest at our Roast Duck Town in a few days, and I will personally cook the most authentic roast duck for you." Mayor Bert followed, for fear of losing the wind.

The Black Snake was a bit low-key, but just followed behind and nodded in agreement. On the one hand, he is a mercenary group and cannot steal the limelight from the two mayors. On the other hand, he is not very ambitious, so he can run his own black snake brigade and corpse **** business.

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The few people talked very happily, and Chen Xing quickly agreed to Mayor Bert’s proposal to open a duck farm at the Lanhua Town Water Station and start a roast duck business together. But Chen Xing, a corpse processing factory, did not want outsiders to buy shares, because his main purpose was not to make money, but to provide food for the ant colony. If there are multiple shareholders, it is difficult to keep the accounts confidential.

So Chen Xing suggested that he could take the lead and the three towns should work together on a project.

"What else can we do in this wilderness?" Mayor Ambisi sighed. He was a little depressed when he was refused a stake in the corpse processing plant.

"Yes, we want industry without industry, agriculture without agriculture, tourism without tourism..." Mayor Burt said in a sentence, expressing the sadness of the marginal town.

Inconvenient transportation, sparse population, unable to develop large-scale industry, lack of water, unable to develop large-scale agriculture, bare everywhere, no scenery, no historic sites, and no tourism value.

"Yeah..." Chen Xing couldn't help nodding and sighing. If it were placed on the earth, the same result would be true.

Wait, there seems to be an exception...

Then he thought of Las Vegas, a city of bliss built in the desert.

As long as you have money and ideas, you can develop it everywhere.

"What is our specialty here?" Chen Xing asked.

"Roast duck." Mayor Burt replied without hesitation.

"The roast ducks you raise are good enough to eat on their own. They are also specialties?" Mayor Ambisi sneered.

"Then you say, what special product do we have." Mayor Burt asked.

"I can't think of any specialties..." the mayor of Ambisi said, "if living corpses are counted."

Living corpse!

In a moment, a bold idea came to Chen Xing's mind.

This idea came from an American drama "Western World" he had seen in his first life. In the context of the story, artificial intelligence is very mature and can produce bionic robots that are highly similar to real people.

Under the control of the program, the reaction of the robot is the same as that of a real person, with emotions, anger, sorrow, love and hatred, everything is the same as a real person, and even relationships can occur.

A small town in the ancient west was built in the robot factory wasteland. The rich people took a train to the town to play. They could interact with the "town people" normally, or they could kill, rob, and **** the "town people" at will, ignoring the law. The townspeople are all bionic robots, and the town will be restored every time the town is restarted, in order to satisfy the rich people's various normal or abnormal desires.

Of course, with Chen Xing's current assets, it is impossible to build a western world, but it is more than enough to build a "zombie paradise".

Catch the living dead in the wilderness and throw them into the park. Tourists shoot and kill the living corpses from a high position, or enter and kill the living corpses under the protection of guards. It is definitely an exciting and safe play.

Salaried workers, white-collar workers, and middle-class families living in big cities may have never left a safe area in their entire lives and have only seen living corpses on TV. The cruel life in the wilderness is undoubtedly attractive to them.

Holidays in relatively backward areas have always been the untiring preference of salaried and middle-class workers. The backward environment of marginal towns will bring them a strong sense of superiority, increase their sense of self-identity, and improve their sense of happiness.

As long as a special team is arranged to **** tourists and ensure safety, this business has a market no matter how it looks.

Then, Chen Xing expressed his thoughts. When the two mayors heard this, they were shocked and could not speak for a long time. After being silent for a long time, the black snake couldn't help but say, "If it can be done, there will be too many **** business to be done in the future!"

The few people hit it off and began to discuss the location of the Zombie Paradise.

"Just hang the skeleton!" Chen Xing clicked on the map and determined the location.

The hanging skeleton is in the middle of the three towns, which is both safe and convenient.