The Mysterious World Under Steampunk

After Leo saw those two messages, he couldn't help frowning. Obviously, the appearance of monsters all over the world put pressure on the government army and the rebel army, so that they all set their sights on the people in the dark world. body.

However, these two recruitment information are very attractive to those bounty hunters without extraordinary power, but to those who have extraordinary power, they are not attractive at all, and they even feel This is insulting.

Every human being who elicits supernatural powers has an inexplicable, superior attitude, which is impossible for even the best minds to avoid.

Under the effect of this mentality, even if they accept the recruitment of a certain kingdom, they must have a corresponding position and status that matches its strength, just like Sylvia.

Only a very small number of people will join some government departments because of the influence of other emotions.

Naturally, Leo would not be interested in these recruitments, but he could feel from these recruitment information that the government army and the rebel army seemed to be struggling to deal with the out-of-control family members, otherwise, they would use this method Come recruit bounty hunters from the dark world.

Leo asked again: "Where are the night watchmen? Where are the wizards? What about the church people? Is there no one here who can deal with the out-of-control family members in the city?"

The bounty hunter said respectfully: "Why not, they are all on the street now, if it weren't for them, the city might have fallen now."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps coming from the stairs, and following Leo, he saw three superhumans with energy fluctuations rushing up from downstairs, one of them was drooping, and blood flowed His body flowed down, leaving a bloodstain on the ground, and his arms were carried by two companions, it seemed that the situation was very bad.

"Robert, you bloody fat man, come out, something is wrong!" one of the women yelled.

The other person picked up the unconscious companion, carefully placed it on the sofa, and then, regardless of the wound on his own body, put his hands on the wound on the companion's chest and tightly covered it.

"God, Scott's trio, something happened to them too!" Seeing the three who came in, the bounty hunters were all stunned, and their faces became extremely ugly. Obviously, the current situation of these three people made them feel uncomfortable. They were hit hard.

Following the woman's roar, a fat man rushed down from the third floor at an extremely fast speed. After scanning the building, his face was extremely gloomy when he saw the trio who had the accident, and he didn't wait for anyone to urge him. Quickly rushed to the front of the most injured person, skillfully untied the broken clothes covering the wound, and looked at the wound.

I saw that the wound happened to be on the chest, and it was completely sunken. The bones were all shattered. It should have hurt the heart and lungs. If it was an ordinary person, he would have died from such an injury. Now this person is still alive, it is all because of this. The human body is extremely strong and capable of self-healing.

But no matter how strong his body is, in the face of this kind of injury, he is probably in danger.

Seeing such a serious injury, the fat man gasped, his face was very ugly, and quickly poured some medicinal powder on the wound from the box on his waist, but the medicinal powder just touched the blood of the wound, and there was a burst of stinging. There was a sizzle, followed by some green smoke, and even though the man was in a coma, his body was still shaking with pain.

Seeing the reaction of the medicine powder, the fat man's face turned extremely ugly, and he scolded: "Damn it, didn't I tell you not to hunt down the old scorpion? You can't deal with him, why do you just stop? You thought you had a little power, so Can you do whatever you want?"

The woman with the least injuries said extremely aggrieved: "We didn't take the initiative to hunt down the old scorpion. We were caught in a trap when we were chasing another cannibal family. The old scorpion besieged us with three or four family members. Scott threw out all the registered things and escaped the siege, but when he was escaping, he was swept down by the tail of the old scorpion in order to save me."

"What? Has the old scorpion started to control those other out-of-control people?" The fat man was so gloomy that he was about to drip, because the news he heard from the woman was not a good thing for him, or even for the whole city.

However, the pained groans of the injured brought his thoughts back to reality. He hurriedly took out some medicine from the medicine box, mixed it into a paste, cleaned the wound quickly and skillfully, adjusted the bone fragments, and then put The paste was applied to the heart, lung and chest wounds.

These drugs seemed to take effect very quickly. Although the injured person's complexion was still extremely bad, the painful expression had dissipated, and it seemed that he was developing for the better.

However, the fat man still didn't look relaxed. While binding the wound with gauze, he said, "I've done everything I can. Now it's up to Scott to see if he can survive with his own body."

Hearing what the fat man said, the slightly relaxed expressions of the people around them became tense again, because in their memory, the person who was said by the fat man in front of them would most likely die.

The two companions of the injured person couldn't hide their grief, and the tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"I remember that the black market has wizard potions that can heal wounds quickly?" Someone among the bounty hunters suddenly said hastily.

"That's right! There are also wizard potions." The others immediately echoed, and the two extraordinary people also showed hopeful expressions.

It's a pity that the fat man can only give disappointment. He sighed and said: "The last bottle of potion was used by Koskin a few days ago. Don't forget, his injury was not serious at all. No lighter than Scott, and if he didn't use the wizard's healing potion, he would be a corpse by now."

Hearing the fat man's words, everyone was silent. None of them thought that it should not be used by Coskin, because they all thought that what Coskin did was definitely a hero, and it was worth saving him in any way.

"I have a bottle of wizard potion here, it should be able to save him!" Leo said at the edge of these people at this time, and took out a bottle of wizard potion, and handed it to the fat man.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, looking at Leo, they were overjoyed, but also a little skeptical, because they knew very well how precious the wizard potion is now, and a stranger would take out the wizard potion to treat another stranger , Such a thing seems a little unbelievable to them.

When the fat man Robert, who was supposed to be the person in charge of the black market, saw Leo's appearance clearly, his face immediately showed joy. , quickly removed the gauze, introduced half of the medicine into the wounded chest wound, and fed the other half of the medicine to the injured to drink.

As the potion took effect, not only did the pain on the injured person's face lessen, but blood also appeared on his face. It was easy to see that his injury was developing for the better.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and thanked Leo one after another.

"Leo cut it off, thank you for your help!" Fatty Robert also stood up, saluted Leo, and said with great gratitude: "If it wasn't for your potion, I'm afraid my buddy would have left. "

"You know me?" Leo asked.

"Of course, your identity has been spread to the black market here a few months ago, and we also know about your coming to the Minsk mainland." Fat Robert nodded, but soon felt that his words might cause Misunderstood, and immediately explained: "The reason why we pay attention to your whereabouts is not to do anything to you, but because we don't want the black market here to have any unpleasant things with you for some inexplicable reasons, which will affect us. partnership."

"I can understand." Leo nodded, and then said, "Is it convenient for you now? I have something to ask you."

"Of course, of course it's convenient." Fat Robert nodded quickly, then turned his head to tell the injured companion some issues that need to be paid attention to, then turned around and led Leo to his office on the third floor.

After the two left, the relaxed people chatted with each other. Except for talking about the experience of the extraordinary trio at the beginning, the rest of the topic revolved around Leo's identity.

You must know that the price of a bottle of wizard medicine has risen very high now, but such a bottle of medicine will be given away for others to use. Obviously, this cannot be described as rich, because in the current Marris Kingdom, In chaotic and dangerous times, a bottle of wizard potion is equivalent to a life, and who would give away a bottle of life potion for a stranger?

While everyone was guessing about Leo's identity, an elderly bounty hunter suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "Didn't Fatty Robert call that man Leo just now? And it's still your lord." This kind of title, I remember that the maker of the wizard potion seems to be from the Kingdom of England, and he is also called Leo or something?"

"Yes! Yes! The accent he spoke just now has a little English accent." Immediately, someone seemed to have thought of something, and echoed: "And that fat man's attitude, and he mentioned that the black market attaches great importance to Leo's cooperation, I think that person just now should be the one who made the wizard's potion."

Hearing the bounty hunter's explanation, everyone showed joyful smiles on their faces, because if the maker of the wizard potion really came here, then it means that there should be a batch of wizard potions on the black market, and everyone present even if they meet When it comes to fatal injuries, there are ways to save them.

"Red wine, or..." After Leo sat down, the fat Robert wiped away the blood from his injury, and then asked Leo while taking out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet.

"No need." Leo shook his head and rejected Fat Robert's offer.

Fat Robert didn't persuade him either, he put back one of the wine glasses he was holding in his hand, then put the remaining glass on the table, and poured himself a glass of wine, but maybe he felt that he had poured too much, so he poured it into the glass again. Halfway back, he carefully corked the wine bottle and put it back to its original place, taking a sip from the wine glass by himself.

After seeing the other party's actions, Leo smiled and said, "You, a black market executive, can't you afford a bottle of red wine?"

The fat man smiled wryly, and said: "Of course I can afford it, but this is the only bottle of red wine produced in the Franbonado area. The thick fog on the sea has cut off the connection with that side. I don't know when it will end. There will be nothing left after drinking the wine." As he spoke, he said seriously: "You just said that you wanted to ask me something, may I ask what it is?"

"Is the black market on your side already in the middle of the connection with other continents?" Leo was not polite and asked directly.

Although this question involves the secrets of the black market, due to Leo's identity, the fat Robert didn't hide too much, and said: "It seems that there is a way to penetrate the thick fog in the south and connect the black markets of the other two continents. But it's just a call, the real connection has been blocked by the thick fog at sea."

"Then the black market on your side can still operate?" Leo asked again.

"Of course, there is no affiliation between our black markets, we just share some resources, not to mention losing contact with the black markets of the other two continents, even if we lose contact with the black markets of other cities, my black market can still operate normally " Fat Robert responded with great confidence, but soon his face shrank back with confidence, and he changed the topic, saying: "Of course, if that's the case, the resources we can provide may be much less."

Leo asked again: "What's going on here? Why are there so many out-of-control family members, so strong?"

The fat man hesitated for a moment, as if he was reluctant to say it, but he sighed and said with a wry smile: "Actually, there are not many real out-of-control family members. That night we cooperated with the military police in the city to solve them all." .Now these people are actually superhumans who have mutated alien cells. Among them are ordinary night watchmen, church knights, and some bounty hunters. We call them out-of-control."

"How many of these are there now?" Leo asked.

"There are more than a dozen." The fat man replied.

Leo asked again: "Do they still retain their wisdom?"

The fat man nodded and said, "This is also the worst part. They still have wisdom, but they don't think they are human anymore. They think they are superior to human beings, and human beings are only worthy of being their food."

Leo frowned and asked, "Is that out-of-control man named Old Scorpion their leader?"

The fat man shook his head, nodded again, and said with doubts on his face: "The news I received before is that those guys are doing their own thing, and they may even attack each other. It is because of this that we are able to defend this place, but now from Sri Lanka Judging from the report from Kurt's trio, those guys may have joined forces."

Leo jumped again, and asked: "Why are there so many people implanted with Ability God cells? As far as I know, the number of Ability God cells should be very small?"

The fat man hesitated for a moment, looked at Leo, and said, "Actually, there are so many different god cells because of you."