I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

Iron Tomb Camp and Rosen's camp are neighbors.

The straight-line distance is less than thirty kilometers.

If the wasteland is compared to the ecological chain of nature, then predators are predators everywhere.

They range in size from large to small and have different spheres of influence.

The bosozoku are nomads who migrate regularly.

He has good martial arts, but he can also accept his fate as the circumstances arise.

Even the Iron Tomb Camp itself was a trophy captured by Yuan Yewen's men.

It is no exaggeration to say that Bosozokus all possess wolf nature and will never be model neighbors.

Rosen's friendship with him was entirely due to the competition.

And behind this relationship, the link that maintains everything is still interest.

He is not so stupid that he can play Yuan Yewen into his hands just by relying on this relationship.

The relationship in the wasteland world is not that simple.

Facing his scrutinizing gaze, both Hailsen and Qi Jun were a little nervous.

But Rosen did not sense any malice through their eyes.

But he also became more curious because of it.

"What kind of medicine are these two guys selling in their gourds?"

He thought about it in his mind.

After the two of them looked at each other, Haytham silently took a step forward and patiently explained.

"Don't get me wrong, we both requested this."

"Boss Yuan has agreed to our request."

Rosen squinted his eyes slightly, his sharp and scrutinizing eyes slightly narrowed, and still asked in a skeptical tone.

"Then what's the reason?"

"Since you voluntarily want to join my camp, there must be a firm reason."

"After all, you are both old members of the Bosozoku clan, and you are in line with the philosophy of the Bosozoku clan."

"And my camp seems unable to meet your needs, both physical and psychological."

"You have been to my camp and you should know that there is not even a commercial street there."

He tilted his head, feeling really curious.

If there is no malice between the two, then lies will lose their ground.

But they will always have a suitable reason.

This time it was the little man Qi Jun who answered.

He and Hailsham were like two generals, inseparable no matter in battle or in daily life.

The relationship is even closer than that of biological brothers.

After Qi Jun pondered for a moment, he tried his best to explain in a sincere tone.

"We saw your potential in the Athletic Conference."

"Although personal force is not the key element in the wasteland to make a final decision."

"But as the founder of the force, you already have the potential to become a big boss. We want to take a gamble and follow you to rise in the wasteland!"

His voice was sonorous, and it was hard to imagine that Qi Jun, who was usually casual, could speak such clear and firm words.

Gambling is a very important factor in wasteland survival.

Yuan Yewen bet on Rosen's strength and spent a lot of money to exchange armaments in exchange for Rosen's participation.

He also earned a lot of money in this competitive meeting.

Hong Xueyan also gave up power to Yuan Yewen because of her gambling nature. Now that she has obtained a good quota, she will have more rights to allocate shelter locations.

What Qi Jun and Hailsen meant was simple.

That's because he took a fancy to Rosen's potential and wanted to take a gamble.

Now, while the scale of the camp has not completely entered a period of explosive growth.

As long as you follow the right people, you will be a start-up team.

What you are betting on is Rosen's future, and what you are betting on is the luck of the strong.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded.

"I can take you under my wing."

"But the ugly words come first."

"My camp is very different from the bosozoku philosophy."

"First of all, you must restrain your 'free blood'. Private fights and plundering are strictly prohibited without orders."

"In addition, you must absolutely obey the arrangements. Most of the time it may be just combat patrols and training, but every once in a while there will be a two to three-day holiday. At that time, you will be allowed to go to the neighborhood together to relax."

"Actually, most of the people in my camp are slaves, and there are very few free people."

"Before you can make great achievements, you must have a slave chip implanted. Considering our relationship, I will pay you wages on a weekly basis, and the amount will be based on the standard mercenary payment."

"How about it, can you accept it?"

The reputation of Bosozoku in the outside world is actually not good.

Many bosozokus find it difficult to tolerate loneliness.

He often goes to the wilderness to participate in plunder.

Of course, they will abide by the rules of knights, so they are not as cruel as ordinary marauders.

But evil is evil and good is good. There is nothing to say about this.

The wasteland is originally a world where people eat people, and it is understandable that there is some cruelty.

Although Rosen will not implement those cruelty, nor will he regard it as a standard, but he will also maintain a limited respect for it.

Just like when he dealt with the enemy, he was just as decisive in killing him.

His words made both of them silent at the same time.

To be honest, it's almost like going to jail.

Especially when they heard that a slave chip was to be implanted, the two of them showed a tangled look on their faces.

Rosen was not in a hurry, leaning against the door with his hands folded across his chest, waiting for an answer.

About half a minute later, Hailsson took the lead in making the decision.

"I can accept your request."

Qi Jun, who was standing nearby, swallowed a hesitant saliva and finally decided to follow his brother.

"Me too!"

Seeing the two people's statements, Rosen nodded with satisfaction.

Then he raised his hand and patted the two of them on the shoulders.

"Don't be discouraged, use time to prove your ability."

"Sooner or later the slave chip will be taken out."

"And you will also be entrusted with important responsibilities."

"Okay, let's go and rest."

"If you're not busy tomorrow, please come here and wait for me at 7 o'clock in the morning."

After speaking with a smile, Rosen opened the door, waved his hand and walked into the house gracefully.

As the door closed, Qi Jun and Hailsen looked at each other again.

Both of them saw hesitation in their eyes, much like the moment a gambler places his chips.

But soon they all laughed in unison.

"Let's go!"

"We can't be late and let the new boss down."

Hailsen put his arm around Qi Jun's shoulders, and the two brothers left arm in arm.

Rosen in the room sensed the departure of the two with his spiritual mind, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

The strong man effect still exists in the wasteland.

He stole the show at the athletic competition and became a magnet.

There will always be people who are willing to become his followers.

Since both of them don't mind being implanted with slave chips, Rosen is also willing to accept them.

It's just that the necessary observation process is indispensable, so he will let the two use time to prove themselves.

Taking off his clothes, Rosen began to practice pile kung fu.

In fact, you can practice Qigong anytime.

During the time he came to the wasteland, he would spend a few hours every day practicing.

After several sets of Zhuang Kung Fu, he started hitting Yun Qiquan again in the empty space beside the bed.

Compared with the spacious school grounds, this place is really cramped.

But the more this happened, the more vigorously he fought.

He also defined a range and forced his punches not to leave the circle, in order to improve his control over his boxing techniques.

Three hours passed, and it was almost early in the morning before he walked into the bathroom and rinsed himself.

The warm water droplets flowed across the strong and well-shaped body, driving away the fatigue of the body.

Every inch of skin and every muscle has extraordinary beauty.

This is a small change brought about by martial arts.

Putting on a sleeveless vest and sports shorts, he lay on the bed, opened BP, looked at the notifications of the past two days, and then started practicing again until he fell asleep naturally after exhausting his spiritual energy.

Time is squeezed out.

Rosen believes in this truth.

…

The next day.

It’s half past six in the morning.

He opened his eyes in high spirits without the need for an alarm clock.

He only got about four hours of sleep last night before he fully regained his energy.

Wash your face and brush your teeth.

When Rosen got dressed and walked out of the room.

Hai and Qi were already waiting outside.

In addition, there were several soldiers wearing Jiangcheng Security Army exoskeletons guarding a serious man carrying a suitcase who were also waiting for him to appear.

Rosen nodded to Hailsham and Qi Jun first, and then looked at the man with a serious face.

The other party also stepped forward at this moment.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Zhenyu."

"This is your reward for being first in Group E."

"please check!"

He spoke concisely and then opened the suitcase.

There are bright red source crystals inside, as well as a refrigerated storage jar.

The first place has 90 source crystals, which is equivalent to 900,000 dark crystals.

There is also a B-level gene enhancement potion that is almost impossible to buy outside.

Before he went out yesterday morning, Yuan Yewen also cashed in the extra bonus he had promised in advance.

Rosen was also asked to receive 300,000 dark crystals.

In total, he received a total bonus of 1.2 million dark crystals.

It just so happened that he just spent a large amount of money yesterday. With the supplement of this dark crystal, his balance returned to a level close to three million dark crystals.

Today he was going to purchase some scattered supplies in Jiangcheng.

Make preparations in advance for the next stage of camp construction.

Therefore, the bonus was recorded in a timely manner.

As for the B-level strengthening potion, he couldn't inject it in a short period of time, but that didn't stop him from pocketing it for a rainy day.

After receiving the competition reward, the man nodded slightly and led the security forces towards the stairs.

Rosen returned to the house, quietly put the suitcase into the [Consciousness Space], and then returned to the corridor.

When he arrived at Yuan Yewen's room next door, he left a message on the video doorbell.

The general idea is that I want to meet him here at noon.

After doing this, he took Hai and Qi away.

Today, Rosen is wearing a Z3 exoskeleton, which is not as relaxed as the previous two days.

Hailsham wore a lightweight bulletproof vest and ankle-length leather pants studded with studs.

Just to keep out the cold, he wears a pair of high-top leather boots that reach up to his calves.

Qi Jun is wearing an unknown exoskeleton. Judging from the structure, the grade should be similar to Z2.

When the two walked out of the building, it was still dark.

A hazy gray light enveloped the earth.

A layer of mist was covering a height of about a hundred meters above the ground.

Rosen walked towards the outside of the park.

Qi Jun diligently turned on his shoulder lamp to light his way.

Hailsham was walking at the back, looking in all directions with vigilant eyes.

The two of them were very on the road, and soon fell into the role of the younger brother.

Rosen seemed very calm about this. He had done his homework yesterday.

At this time, while it was still early, he headed straight to the markets where the needed supplies were available.

…

As time passed, the first ray of morning light finally broke through the clouds and the haze clinging to the ground.

There was a cold blue light all around.

This is the early winter morning in the wasteland.

In a luxurious manor in the core circle of Jiangcheng settlement.

Hong Xueyan looked particularly relaxed while sitting on the comfortable reclining chair.

A hard oak wood was burning in the fireplace, and the light and warmth brought by the flames made the whole house warm.

Next to it are two sets of neat bookcases, and above the head is a luxurious crystal chandelier.

Even though there are many electronic devices that can be used for heating and lighting, Hong Xueyan still prefers to use a fireplace.

He loved the warmth the fire brought.

"Xiaomu, you have to think about it."

"After you go out, no one will be able to give you the most timely help."

“You have to do a lot of things on your own.”

Hong Xueyan's voice was a bit aged, and her rickety back could never fit into the recliner, making her look like she was curled up on the chair.

Qi Mu put on his combat uniform, buckled his belt and nodded seriously.

"Hong Ma, I've thought about it."

"Thank you for your kindness in raising me. No matter what happens in the future, I will always be your child."

"As long as you need me, I will rush back immediately."

She tightened her belt, highlighting her curvaceous figure.

There was a layer of mist in the bright eyes.

This is her true feeling, but Qi Mu also has his own reasons for leaving.

Because she has been waiting for too long for the day to find out the truth.

Rosen's appearance allowed her to find a new breakthrough.

In fact, Hong Xueyan's reputation in Jiangcheng is mixed.

On the surface, she is the founder and leader of the Oil Machine Rampage Group, the largest gangster organization in Central China, South China, and East China.

The Bosozoku in previous years were the most notorious organization besides the Predators.

Wars over camps occurred from time to time.

Her hands were stained with blood.

But privately, she personally adopted hundreds of orphans.

Later, the "Lone Bird Station", which was supposed to be the first welfare home in the wasteland, was established.

It resembles a pre-war orphanage and now supports nearly 900 orphans.

"Then go ahead."

"I had no children before the war."

"But after the war, I was Hong's mother with more than a thousand children."

"Don't forget what I told you, protect yourself and don't be dominated by emotions."

Qi Mu has reached the age of love, but she is determined and has never been interested in this aspect.

But after leaving Jiangcheng, there is no guarantee that he will become a prisoner of love.

Especially since she was following that boy on this trip.

Hong Xueyan knew very well that Zhang Zhenyu was just a pseudonym.

That was a young man with great means and background.

He also has mastered the secret channels of canned and pure food, and is not the kind of soft egg that will be rubbed at will.

Qi Mu followed him, fearing what would happen...

At this time, Hong Xueyan suddenly had the illusion that his daughter was getting married.

But she didn't say anything more.

The "mother and daughter" clasped their hands and said their final farewell with tears.

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