I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

Qi is an invisible force.

Qi Mu must first be able to sense its existence before he can mobilize it within range.

However, at this moment, a layer of darkness seemed to surround Rosen.

She couldn't sense Qi in those black scenes, so she naturally lost the ability to restrain Rosen from the air.

Both parties stopped talking, and the smile on Qi Mu's face disappeared, replaced by a look of solemnity.

Only the corners of Rosen's lips were slightly raised, and the smile never disappeared.

In fact, the way to deal with Qi Mu's suppression is very simple, that is to surround yourself with spiritual thoughts.

Her control of Qi involves mental issues.

Divine thoughts are essentially a form of spiritual power.

When Rosen covered the surrounding area with his spiritual thoughts, Qi Mu's mental power could no longer touch there.

Of course, she can still shock Rosen in the form of Qigong waves.

There was no time to chat calmly, Qi Mu raised his palms, and balls of condensed energy bombs were thrown towards him.

Each air bomb is comparable to a hard stone thrown with great force.

Rosen no longer hides his clumsiness, his spiritual thoughts turn into blocking ropes in front of him, and every time an air bomb approaches, he briefly turns his spiritual thoughts into reality.

In the eyes of outsiders, the air bombs that rippled in the air and created impact trajectories suddenly dissipated ten centimeters away from Rosen every time.

All that can be seen is the slightly concave airflow profile under impact.

It was like transparent fists striking hard in front of Rosen but in vain.

Eliminating the control effect of Qi is equivalent to eliminating Qi Mu's right-hand man.

This kind of blow, which is similar to an air cannon or a power hammer, can no longer threaten Rosen in the slightest.

He pressed forward step by step, and soon came to Qi Mu despite being bombarded by air bombs.

She frowned, bit her pink lips and said nothing.

The next moment, Qi Mu's whole body suddenly surged with a violent wave of air.

The instantaneous explosive power of this air wave is comparable to a dozen levels of gusts.

The surging air collided with the nitrogen wall at the edge of the ring, and then rolled back toward the center.

This caused the blocking air wall to shake.

But Rosen remained firm and motionless.

All the anger disappeared in front of Rosen.

This scene proved that what she was doing was in vain.

"I surrender…"

She raised her hand simply.

He turned around and glanced at Zang Qiu, who was standing on the sidelines, with an apology in his eyes.

Then he said to Rosen through airflow sound.

"Maybe we're the same kind of people."

"I'll wait for you at the Red Cube Bar in Jiangcheng tomorrow morning."

After saying that, she slowly backed away and waited for the air wall to lift.

Rosen thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He was also curious about the origin of Qi Mu's abilities.

There is also the place called the Big Tiankeng.

He didn't take any further action. He was not a murderous thug.

Including Barbarian Fist Li Keda, he also gave him a chance to surrender.

If Qi Mu remains stubborn, there is a high probability that he will follow in Li Keda's footsteps.

Rosen is the kind of guy who is thoughtful but won't compromise on his goals.

Especially in the ring, the two sides are not familiar with each other in the first place.

At this time, the air wall fell and the referee came onto the ring to announce the result of the game.

The winner of the E-level group has been decided, and the top two are Rosen and Qimu.

The third place got a bye due to the death of Li Keda of Manquan.

There will be a rematch between the three losers, including Tom Dray.

The winner will fill the third spot.

That's good news for the burly man named Tom, but it has little to do with Rosen.

His mission was accomplished.

According to the agreement, Yuan Yewen must deliver the promised remaining armaments to his camp within two weeks.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, Rosen was lifted up by Yuan Yewen and several management bosses from the Iron Tomb Camp, and was thrown up and down again.

They both gained enough from the two days of competition.

In such a lively event, Rosen overcame all obstacles and became invincible.

As long as you follow the pressure, you can make money without thinking.

As the E-class finals come to an end, some people are happy and some are sad.

The loser's money goes into the winner's pocket.

Sitting in the waiting area, the B-level group and the C-level group decided on the top three.

Only the D-level group is more anxious.

Sanhei, a boy with thick eyebrows, was besieged on the big stage in the finals.

His previous atrocity of killing opponents in succession caused him to suffer backlash.

became a priority target.

The D-class final lasted for more than ten minutes.

He only has the power to parry, but has no power to fight back.

Finally, when the game reached fifteen minutes, Sanhei, a young boy with thick eyebrows, received a hard blow on his back.

The whole person immediately fell to the ground.

In fact, since the semifinals, he has been having a hard time playing in the D-level group.

Even if you play more or less every time, you will make some progress.

But these improvements are obviously not enough to close the real gap between him and the strong players in the D-class group.

So he decisively chose to admit defeat after confirming that he could not make a comeback.

However, after Sanhei surrendered, a new situation emerged.

After getting off the ring, he began to protest loudly.

"I demand a three-way match in the E-class group!"

This nonsensical request was naturally rejected.

But he soon had a new rhetoric.

"I actually only have E-level enhancements!"

"The traces of D-level enhancement are tattooed on it!"

He lifted his back and wiped off the simple smear disguise with his sweaty hands.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Everyone's gossip hearts jumped for joy.

It can be seen that there are indeed traces of E-class injection on Sanhei's back.

The D-level traces were made with needles in the past two days.

This proves the perfunctory nature of the event inspection process.

At the same time, it also represents the extreme strength of the thick eyebrow boy.

He actually reached the top three of D-level with the enhanced foundation of E-level.

Wu Debao sneered as he watched Sanhei's performance.

K potion is different from conventional gene enhancement potions.

However, if it is a horizontal comparison, those who initially injected the K agent can only achieve the standard E-level enhancement.

K potion requires will to guide.

Through the surging murderous intention and enduring pain, the medicine can be drawn to continuously strengthen itself.

Because of this, Wu Debao has been obsessed with studying the art of killing over the years.

It can even be said that he enjoys it.

However, Sanhei, a young man with thick eyebrows, did not get a response to his behavior.

Whether or not this was due to negligence on the part of the event organizers, the E-Class Group has a winner.

Moreover, the handicap has been settled, and it is impossible to start a new game for him.

Only some additional compensation can be given to Sanhei.

For example, add some bonuses to him.

Seeing this noisy scene, Rosen was thoughtful.

It was obvious that the medicine Sanhei injected did have some tricks up its sleeve.

But he didn't want to have anything to do with those two lunatics over this matter.

Yuan Yewen, who was sitting next to Rosen, raised his middle finger unceremoniously at the broadcast screen.

"Two pranksters."

"Who doesn't know what they're up to?"

Rosen declined to comment.

Yuan Yewen, who had finished complaining, looked at him at this time.

"There should be a big boss offering you an olive branch at the dinner party later."

"Don't be stressed. This is a routine part after every competitive meeting."

"If you don't want to, just refuse. There won't be any problem."

"Although everyone is eager to recruit highly compatible people as subordinates, in the age of technology, enhancers are not absolutely invincible."

He took the initiative to comfort and remind.

Because after a period of contact, Yuan Yewen knew that he was a very defensive person.

Many things are better explained clearly in advance.

In response, Rosen nodded lightly.

"By the way, Takebo and his little shit will also participate."

"But don't worry, with the boss here, Wu Debao will definitely be more honest than a quail."

Yuan Yewen looked confident when he said this.

Rosen didn't say anything either, he just said whatever he said.

…

In the blink of an eye, all the matches are over.

Hailsen sent the Dark Crystal that he won today.

Rosen, who came with four million in his pocket, made six to seven million dark crystals with only half a million bets.

This brought the total number of Dark Crystals he carried to over ten million.

It's not that he didn't want to do more, he just didn't want to attract too much attention.

There will be a follow-up event bonus and physical rewards, which will be directly distributed to individuals tomorrow.

Yuan Yewen has almost earned less than 20 million before and after. This time when he returns to the Baozou Oil Machinery Group branch, he will usher in a golden period of development.

Rosen washed up properly and put on a tight, slim-fitting suit.

His hair was slicked back with gel, and all the beard and hair on his face was shaved off.

Standing in front of the mirror, Rosen's image took on a new look.

Those piercing eyes made him look particularly energetic.

Finally, he is somewhat in line with the style of the big guys here in the wasteland.

"Are you ready?"

Yuan Yewen's voice sounded outside the door.

Rosen packed up his things and put some sensitive materials into the [Consciousness Space].

Those unimportant bits and pieces were scattered randomly on the table, and the door to the room was opened immediately.

I met Yuan Yewen, who had also changed into a formal dress.

Compared to Rosen, he looks more sophisticated.

It’s just that after all, it lacks the determination of youth.

Following Yuan Yewen, they got on the special car waiting in the park.

The dinner destination is the tallest building in Jiangcheng.

That is the center of power here.

Countless people are eager to occupy a place there.

The total height of the building is 36 floors, but the buildings from the 19th floor to the top were completed after the war.

The energy supply is sufficient and a large number of equipment, including elevators, are functioning normally.

The interior and exterior of the building were reinforced according to the standards of a battle fortress.

A powerful defense system was also deployed.

The 11th floor of the building will be used as a general banquet hall for all surviving contestants to dine.

The 35th floor is where the top three of each group will rush to have a banquet this time.

Yuan Yewen was nearly an hour early.

So when the two entered the elevator, they didn't meet their fellow travelers.

When we arrived on the 35th floor, as soon as the elevator opened, two bodyguards came up to us and conducted a security check.

After confirming that they were not carrying weapons, they were directed to the banquet hall.

But halfway, Yuan Yewen took Rosen into one of the reception rooms.

Here, Rosen saw a rickety old woman playing with a pocket watch.

"Boss!"

I saw Yuan Yewen bowing uprightly and saluting the old woman.

Rosen was a little surprised. This old lady who looked old and weak was actually the leader of the Bosozoku clan?

The old woman in front of her was smiling. She waved her hand to Yuan Yewen first, and then looked at Rosen with a gentle expression.

"Hello, young man."

"Please take a seat."

Rosen nodded calmly.

"Hello."

After sitting down, the old woman flicked her wrist, and the exquisite pocket watch was rolled into her palm.

"Are you interested in joining the Explosive Oil Crew?"

The old woman went straight to the point and offered her an olive branch.

In this regard, Rosen did not hesitate and shook his head decisively and peacefully.

"Thank you for your love."

"But I have no idea of ​​joining the force yet."

At this time, the corners of the old woman's mouth curved in amusement.

"Yeah?"

Before she finished speaking, she raised her forearm, and the pocket watch started to dangle in the air.

"Child...child...you are very sleepy...very sleepy..."

Her voice deepened.

Rosen stared at his pocket watch and felt the sea of ​​consciousness tremble slightly.

There is a spiritual force trying to invade quietly.

He sneered in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.

Divine thoughts suddenly spread out from the sea of ​​consciousness.

This spiritual force was forcibly dispelled.

The pocket watch that was still swinging suddenly stopped, and the old woman looked shocked.

But the surprise faded away instantly.

"I was the one who was abrupt."

"I will let Ye Wen compensate you."

She was flexible and able to admit her mistake immediately after seeing that her hypnosis was ineffective.

This made Yuan Yewen confused.

He doesn't seem to know his boss's true abilities.

In other words, he is actually a victim of hypnosis.

But no matter what, this is considered an internal matter within the Explosive Oil Crew.

Since the old woman gave way, Rosen would not quarrel with her face to face.

What's more, he still wants cooperation.

"It doesn't matter."

"Although I won't join the Explosive Oil Crew."

"But I think we can do business."

"You must have a different pattern when running such a large force."

Rosen said with a smile, his tone was refreshing.

Compared with his decisive killing in the ring, it formed a sharp contrast.

The old woman smiled and her expression finally returned to normal.

"You want to buy missiles?"

Rosen nodded.

She continued.

"What specifications?"

Rosen pondered for a moment before answering this question.

"The maximum range is 4,000 to 4,500 kilometers, and it can carry a certain number of tactical nuclear warheads."

"It's best to have the ability to penetrate defenses at supersonic speed."

Now it was the old woman's turn to look at him with surprised eyes.

“It’s available, but it’s not cheap.”

Pre-war cruise missiles have long reached the air-space level, that is, they can deal with space wars.

Specially designed missiles with a maximum range of more than 100,000 kilometers are not uncommon.

However, on a land-based platform, Rosen’s specifications are not too small.

Seeing that Rosen was speechless, the old woman put her pocket watch in her pocket, picked up the tea cup and explained.

"Some parts of this medium-range missile can no longer be produced."

"Short-range missiles would be much cheaper."

Hearing this, Rosen stretched out a knuckle and tapped the table lightly.

"Short distances also require some."

"It's just that the price needs to be discussed carefully. What I want is not just one or two coins."

"By the way, it would be better if you are willing to sell nuclear warheads or power armor."

When he said the last sentence, he glanced at Yuan Yewen meaningfully.

This is a clear hint on the table.

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