Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

It’s late at night, it’s time to sleep.

Even for the construction of the flash land, at this time, the shift workers gradually return to the dormitory to rest and recuperate.

However, it’s not quiet outside.

“Oh oh oh!”

Although humans have rested, it’s the time for beaked gorillas to move at night. The trainer drives them to take over the vacant positions.

Inside the house, Chad stayed in his assigned room, leaning over the table, quietly reading a book with the help of the light stick in his hand.

If any companions saw it.

They would be surprised to say that he was squandering natural resources:

The room was clearly prepared with animal oil and candles, and it could even transmit electricity and provide lighting at a fixed time in the middle of the night...

But Chad used the disposable light stick exchanged from the technology hunter. It has soft light and clear lumens. The key is that after leaving a certain range of the center, it will magically reduce the brightness.

It won’t expose himself.

This allows the technology hunter holding the light stick to see things in the dark without being discovered by the bandits in the distance and some light-hungry monsters.

Points required.

It is also expensive.

However, at this moment, Chad was just holding such survival props and reading his notebook by the light - so whether he looked from the window outside the house or from the crack of the door, it was only pitch black, and the people living there had fallen asleep.

In Chad's hand.

It was the notebook that Lu Meng had translated before.

However, this technology hunter did not read the translation directly as normal, as if the items recorded before were not important at all.

He just copied some words he circled on each item and then excerpted them onto a separate piece of oily paper.

And these words gradually formed sentences -

Chad's transcription.

It was actually a kind of encryption technique.

What he really wanted to know was not the items listed in the notebook, but the sentence structure after the transcription.

He collected and split the words he didn't understand, and then found paragraphs with these words in ancient books and copied them into his notebook.

In this way, if someone can fully translate the above text, Chad only needs to extract the vocabulary interpretations he really needs, and then reassemble them to get the answer - but the other party will not know his intention.

A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead, wet the paper, and blurred an ink word.

Chad's pen stopped.

He wiped the sweat.

He prepared for this plan for many years... However, the only problem is that he underestimated the difficulty of interpreting ancient characters.

The south is not the traditional activity area of ​​​​tech hunters. Even the old mechanics stationed at the station, none of them can fully interpret all their notes.

They joked.

If anyone knows all the words above... it must be an old guy who has survived from ancient times.

For example, the skeleton who has never deleted his memory.

Of course, jokes aside, there is the only university in the continent at the end of the world, which gathers countless mechanics and scholars; and in the black scratch, there is the largest library today. All the ancient books collected by technology hunters must be sent to the big library for backup. In a sense, even mechanics can only eat second-hand goods...

In these two places, there must be people who have studied this for a lifetime.

Although this ratio must be quite small.

I just didn't expect...

Chad bit the end of his pen.

He didn't expect that he had a tentative mind and handed the notes to the person who called himself "Lu Beiyou", and finally he really solved it.

Liu Si confirmed the accuracy of the other party's translation by comparing with the dictionary; while Chad confirmed this based on the ciphertext he sorted out.

If Lu Beiyou was making up.

The final reorganized result must be bullshit... However, although they are not fluent now, they can at least be read.

"But why here..." Chad tapped the table with the tip of his pen, "There is a paragraph missing."

Did I miss it?

Or is it that the other party's level is not as good as those old mechanics, and it is normal to have mistakes and omissions.

"Oh oh oh!"

Outside the house, a noisy sound rang out.

That was the beaked gorillas gathering together again after the break to perform their rituals.

When I entered the city before.

The technology hunters had seen it.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Red King will dress up as a priest, show "miracles" in front of the beasts, and show his ability to tame beasts among the herdsmen of Shem... Chad thought.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing with the secret method of ancient martial arts... Although he didn't understand why the person who taught him could understand such a method, it was really useful at the critical moment.

Calm mind.

Thinking became more agile, and perception increased exponentially.

Through the thick wall, Chad could hear the snoring from the room next to him - these companions slept soundly.

Even though it was noisy outside.

He could understand this.

When the technology hunters were exploring the ruins, the surrounding environment was always full of landslides, lightning and thunder, and they could sleep in the open air.

Now in the city, in the stronghold of civilization, no matter what the conditions are, it is much better than those places.

It is also for this reason.

The headquarters would want to set up relay stations everywhere on the continent - after all, every member of the inner ring has climbed up from the lowest level of technology hunter.

They know best what people in this profession want most after traveling thousands of miles.

It just feels like home.

Relay Station... Aikang Town... Flash...

Chad grabbed the blue-grey coat and put it on, then tucked the compiled cipher text close to his body and turned off the lighting rod.

Accompanied by a slight squeaking sound.

The door opened and closed.

The entire corridor was pitch black with only the sound of breathing coming from everywhere.

…

…

In the plains of Shandi, a huge white beast beat its chest and roared.

An adult beak-billed orangutan is equivalent to the size of two normal humans, and this giant beast is two or three times larger than its kind.

The elder beak-billed orangutan.

The first great ape to establish an "orangutan tribe" with the help of the divine power of the White Tent - and also the first "King of Subjugation" whose wolf cavalry was wiped out.

The more intelligent a creature is, the easier it is to be deceived... However, a creature like it that has lived for nearly four to five hundred years is a different matter.

The beak-billed orangutan is already highly intelligent.

This beast king has already approached humans.

The only difference is that they can't speak.

In its eyes, its former vassals and people who should have been conquered... are now lying at the feet of the black-robed human on the altar in front of it... What a shame!

Even it itself has to be a cow or a horse for the other party... What is a horse?

——Be honest.

The black-robed priest with the silver-gray first fire tattooed on his back blew a bone sound to warn it.

The white giant ape's belly made a loud rumble, but in the end it made no movement.

Humans of Shendi.

Quite weird.

They have the ability to communicate directly with the herd, and the stronger ones can even affect the animals' nerves, thinking, and physiological activities... and even directly control them.

And the man in black robe in front of him.

Undoubtedly the strongest among them...?

At least, in the hundreds of years that the giant ape has been alive, we have never seen anyone from Shendi who can directly affect their race.

Like those long-necked beasts.

Just as difficult to control.

Now that the other party can do it...then he should be the strongest among them, right?

The elder beak-billed orangutan honestly took out a portion of the food distributed in his basket and handed it to the man in black robes respectfully.

Not to mention that half a basket of food looked as small as a fruit between its thick fingers... But compared to the black-robed human in front of it, it seemed as if a beak-billed orangutan could crush it into pieces with just one grab.

However, it does not dare to do so.

Different from other similar ones, they are either attracted by magical power, interfered by the ability to tame animals, or simply because they are in charge of food... The only reason why this elder beak-billed orangutan surrendered is that he was once raped by this unlucky orangutan. The humble ordinary human being was pushed to the ground and beaten violently.

At that time, the opponent was not wearing a black robe, and his white hair was fluttering wildly in the wind. He didn't even have a weapon in his hand. He just raised his fist and beat the orangutan beast that was far larger than himself, breaking the bones and tendons.

The scene was no less than a mortal man fighting a god - and it was about to pull him down from the altar.

As a result, all the subordinates gathered by the Beast King dispersed and turned to the other side.

As for the elder beaked orangutan himself...if it weren't for the power of the White Sanctuary, he doubted that he would even meet his wife.

Therefore, it surrenders.

It's strength.

However, the beaked orangutans around them did not understand this level yet. They only saw that their former boss was now respectful.

There will be no shame.

On the contrary, I felt more like I was with the right person.

As the black-robed priest once again stepped onto the altar and shouted and waved his arms, the entire group of orangutans erupted in enthusiastic roars, full of motivation to continue working.

"Lord Chu Huo." An animal trainer stepped forward, "It's over."

The black-robed priest nodded.

The brim of the hat was slightly lifted, revealing a half-iron mask with a medical logo on it.

"Oh right..."

Before he could make a move, the trainer added: "The Ember Order is also urging you to show up. It seems that someone secretly modified himself and got infected."

"... Do I need to come forward for this kind of thing?" The man in black robe spoke, his voice had a mechanical quality, as if some inferior voice changer had been installed, and it sounded quite hoarse and unpleasant... But the church members who listened to the ember In my ears, this may be the sound of nature: "If you get this kind of disease, you can just throw it on the mechanical maintenance bed. I can't help you in the past."

"It's like this. That person is a new member of the congregation who hasn't had time to train, so he did things that violated the prohibition." The animal trainer explained, "You can take this opportunity to step forward and show off some miracles... What I mean is that you can recite the prayer while he is lying on the mechanical maintenance bed - Mr. Bud has improved it, and I was lucky enough to listen to it, and it is quite beautiful. "

"..." There was silence for a while.

There are roughly three forces gathering here now: To the people in the swamp, Lu Beiyou is their king of the swamp who swept everything in the Shark Village Conference and pushed down the dense forest. There is nothing to say about being loyal to him. of.

In the Order of Embers, the other party is the founder grand leader. He is the First Fire who has inherited the Apocalypse and leads the Embers to rekindle. He is also the agent of Narko, the god of darkness and all opportunities, in the human world.

It is normal for him to master the power of machinery and help patients recover.

The trainer's intention is obviously to hope that the First Fire can show "miracles" through the power of the mechanical repair bed, and to advise and teach these new believers who have just joined the cult so that they will not go astray.

——As for the herdsmen in Shandi, although they also accepted the concept of the First Fire promoted by the Embers Cult, they formed a local version that combined their own folk customs and worshipped the Red King's ability to tame beasts.

They are not very interested in mechanical transformation.

These three forces with different philosophies can be entangled together... It really depends on the fact that they all admire the same person.

It is Lu Beiyou.

He has become the greatest common denominator of people.

"...Okay." The black-robed man sighed, "Take me to the cult to worship."

The price is that every place needs him. He has just shown his ability to tame beasts here, and the other side is urging him -

The herd is dispersing and returning to its original place under the urging of the trainer.

The black-robed man gradually walked down the high altar.

His nose wings under the iron mask suddenly twitched, and then he turned his head and said, "Do you smell anything?"

The trainer who was asked by him was stunned, and quickly turned around and took a breath: "...No."

If there is anything to say, it is only the common grass in Shandi mixed with the smell of the beasts, which the herders are already used to.

"...No."

The black-robed man paused.

Since that incident, his senses have been extremely sharp, not only vision, but also hearing and smell-and this smell is gradually becoming clearer and stronger.

He suddenly pressed his mouth.

He retched.

"Master Chuhuo!" The trainer quickly supported him, "What's wrong with you?"

This change came suddenly, causing the surrounding soldiers and other trainers who were about to leave to look over.

Someone hurried forward.

The anxiety in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow.

After so long, it was the first time they saw this lord lose his composure like this——

"Don't worry about me!" The black-robed man suddenly shook them off, looked into the distance with a little fear, and pointed his finger and said, "Go back to your own posts..."

"Especially——"

Control the herd.

But his order was too late. Almost in an instant, a light green smoke blew along the strong wind of the grassland.

If it was during the day, its color would be extremely clear, and everyone would notice the abnormality at first glance.

But,

Now it is late at night with the moon at its zenith.

Along with it, there is a foul smell.

Now everyone can smell it, the extreme stimulation goes from the nose to the lungs, making their stomachs churn and making them vomit.

But something more terrifying than the smell happened.

In the distance, the herd of beasts howled.