Wasteland Echoer

Since there was no time to tie Brett up again, Oliver simply ran forward in small steps and stopped the two people who were coming midway.

"Hey, brother Oliver, have you said hello to what big brother asked you to ask? He just said yesterday that he wants us to entertain the captain of the escort team well. The Socra Committee gave us a hint that the value of that guy is very considerable. Yes." said the leader with a beard.

"I've asked for all the basic information. And I can confirm that the big guy Brett, who looks like a polar bear, doesn't have any magic power. At least based on my perception, unless he is two levels higher than me, and I have learned the skill of hiding the magic source power, otherwise my judgment must be accurate." Oliver replied rigorously.

"You are a lost person, oh, no, you are a person with powers, right? I believe what you say, but I also hope you can pay attention to one thing. Since you did not choose Pusev, the guy with the elm head, But if you choose to be a 'lone wolf', brother Wovkoski, then you have to consider yourself a human being."

The bearded man said, stretched out his right hand wearing a leather half-glove, and used his index finger to point hard twice at Oliver's slightly hard chest like drilling holes with an electric drill, and then drilled hard a few more times. .

"I understand." Oliver didn't mind the rude actions of the man in front of him, but promised calmly:

"It is impossible for me to be connected with the Church of the Lost. Brother knows that in the past few years, in addition to serving in the Imperial Legion, the Socra Special Operations Group, and the 'Lone Wolf Society', apart from combat, I have been working with the Lost." There is no contact at all. As for the empire, I have no feelings for the empire that doesn’t take me seriously.”

Oliver was obviously lying, but he didn't know whether it was his identity as a lost person that made him emotionally deficient, or whether it was because he believed these lies so deeply.

In short, his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat. There is no unnecessary movement of the body's organs, and even the blood flow is still so slow.

Moreover, his eyes were always fixed on the bearded uncle in front of him, unblinking. Even if the two people's eyes met, he did not shift his gaze at all.

"Haha." After a few seconds of silence, a hearty laugh came from the throat of the man in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand to signal Oliver not to continue to dwell on this undoubted issue of identity and determination. Instead, he turned and looked at a man behind him who was about 12 years old and was carrying an iron food lunch box. young man.

"Actually, Vovkoski is not a worthless leader. His strength is not weaker than that of the Lone Wolf Society. After Pusev's rebellion, as of today, almost half of them have defected to us. We will Leave him alone and become the new 'Lone Wolf Society'. No, it should be an existence that can surpass the original Lone Wolf Society.

Wolves are social animals, and the purpose of the establishment of the 'Lone Wolf Society' is to accommodate those of us who are forced to leave the lost camp and the empire for various reasons.

We must survive among the two forces and build a third party that is powerful enough to threaten the other two. But Pusef didn't understand this. He thought that everything would be fine if he surrendered to the empire. Ridiculous, people can only be favored and recognized when they are valuable.

But this does not mean that you can give up your current power and switch to a new camp, so Pusev is pushing us into the abyss, and Wovkosky's approach is to pull us back from the deviated track, just like pulling us Like a derailed train. Forget it, let’s not talk about this..." The bearded man said, reaching out to take the food lunch box from the boy behind him, handed it to Oliver, and said:

"Here you go, and the squad leader. He is our distinguished guest, at least he cannot die in our hands. Although he can be treated a little badly."

"Oh?" Oliver asked doubtfully as he took the food lunch box.

"When Sukra sent people to negotiate with us, they mentioned that if we want to get a ransom, it is best to ensure that the big guy is at least awake and able to move around freely. Therefore, we can make him suffer a little, as long as his physical strength can be maintained to move freely. But it doesn’t have much fighting power." The bearded man explained.

"Is he...that scary?" Oliver asked tentatively in a calm tone.

"Based on my more than ten years of combat experience, if it were the 'Military Indiscriminate Fighting Competition' or some sports competitions in the 'Wasteland Games' a few years ago, that big guy would probably have won a lot of gold medals. Have you observed his body?" the bearded man asked.

"His body?" Oliver quickly turned back and glanced in the direction where Brett was sitting, turned around and asked:

"The body shape is very upright and strong. Many monsters from the three major churches, especially the Giant Church, also have this kind of body shape. Some 'Mad Shapes' or 'Giants' are no worse than him. Is there anything special about them?"

"I thought you would compare him with a person with the ability to change body shape, but your analogy can also illustrate the problem. His size is as powerful as those of the Lost Ones, and he is on the central lake side of Donusk. When fighting with the elder brother, he easily picked up a three-meter-long steel plate to fight. I think it was because he did not have a suitable weapon in his hand. If it was not a steel plate, but a simple hand cannon, I am afraid that the elder brother Now my body is being fed to unintentional people.”

"And the big guy obviously went through a tough battle at that time. He said he killed the 'Crazy Body', the Lost One who was blown away together with the Loess Vulture, right? The loss of physical strength and size advantage Apart from those with medicine jar powers, how many empire [soldiers] can do this?" the bearded man analyzed.

"Gene... modification?" A scientific word that he had heard somewhere appeared in Oliver's mind. He thought about it, his eyes slightly confused and staring at the man in front of him without focus.

"Genetic modification? No, no, that's a concept created by the mad scientists of the old Crusted. By the way, didn't that crazy Crown Prince Ivant crack a lot of Crusted's technology? We annihilated it yesterday One of them seems to be... Yes, there are some products left by the team of the Zhnetsk Legion that we have not seen much. But the eldest brother discussed it with that crazy professor John and his assistant Shamon. The empire is currently There is no complete genetic modification technology, and even a concept is incomplete."

"At best, through hard training and the continuous transformation of the body with some drugs, human physique can be improved. Genes are gifts from God to us. If you are strong, you will always be strong, and if you are weak, you will always be weak. In addition to using it, I want to There should be no other way to make up for the gap except using the 'Wolf Brand' pistol attached. Moreover, I heard that some underground experiments that are not in compliance with the laws of the empire have tried to transform human beings, but apart from creating some unintentional people, it seems that It doesn’t have much effect.”

The bearded man spoke like a woman, and spoke in a lengthy manner.

But according to Oliver, the only valid information is that "genetic modification" does not exist, so don't even think about it.

"Haha, I just mentioned it casually. But Brother 'Maolang', I'm a little hungry and want to see what's in the box. And that big guy Brett, he seems to be very weak, why don't we eat something first? Then we can carry out the follow-up work. Whether it’s asking questions or tying him to the edge of the highlands for exchange with the empire, maintaining good physical strength is always the basis." Oliver changed the subject.

"That's right." The bearded man known as "Mao Lang" nodded cheerfully as if he was pounding garlic.

With brisk steps, the three of them walked to the "tied" Brett and the metal square table in a few steps.

"Mao Wolf" did not immediately ask Oliver to open the food lunch box, but tilted his head to look at Brett with interest.

Originally, this action was considered normal in Oliver's eyes, but then he thought about it and cut the hemp rope binding Brett. If Brett regained his limited freedom and was discovered by Uncle "Mao Wolf", I'm afraid He had to fight in advance.

"There are two people standing outside the door. Our temporary camp is about ten meters underground in this shabby factory. It is already afternoon now, and there should be more than thirty people. The team members who are out to patrol the highlands and forests are almost There are ten people. There should be three team members patrolling high in the old sentry tower of the stronghold, two secret sentries and one open sentry.

If you kill 'Mao Lang' and his assistant quietly, then take Brett with you, go to the 'prison room' next to the mechanical chariot garage at the back to take off the sacred object that suppresses the power of the vampires, and save Miyu. If so, it shouldn’t attract too many people’s attention. "

In just two or three seconds, Oliver's brain began to work rapidly, thinking of a series of strategies for the next action.

He slowly put his right hand behind his back, and began to surge the fire magic source power in his body without using spells, forming a spirit without leaving any trace.

"It seems that he is indeed very strong, but also very weak." "Mao Lang"'s thick voice then reached Oliver's ears, making him feel much more relaxed.

He looked in the direction of the "hairy wolf" and saw that the cut rope was tied back to Brett's arms, binding it silently without leaving any trace, without any trace of being cut.

"Brett is indeed powerful." Oliver secretly admired:

"And he is also an elite being who is thoughtful and quick to respond. He should have picked up the rope while we were talking without leaving any trace, and then wrapped it around his arm to avoid being seen through by holding on to the broken part. I guess, He must be very nervous now, trying hard to keep the rope from falling."

"How about eating something first." Naturally, "Mao Lang" didn't hear Oliver's thoughts, but turned around and pointed at the food lunch box.

"Okay." Oliver silently "extinguished" the flame magic power in his right hand, and responded easily with a smile on his face:

"Have you made those delicious foods? It would be too unoriginal if it were cultured meat. As you know, I am a superpower, and I can eat many ingredients contaminated by the unintentional virus. For me, I only pursue nutrition. tasty."

"Of course." "Mao Lang" nodded rarely and said:

"One is yours, and the other is the big guy's. After all," "Mao Lang" came close to Oliver's ear and whispered in a weird tone:

"There are a lot of ingredients on that big mechanical chariot, and my assistant 'Little Wolf' just happened to bring them to cook. Those guys in the Socra Committee are really rich, otherwise they would still be able to eat well if there was such a shortage of supplies now. Yes, use it well, hum."

"Haha, if some people endure 'hunger', some people will be 'gluttonous'; if some people 'have no desires', then some people will be 'greedy'; if some people are 'working hard', some people will be 'lazy'; and if some people are 'humble and prudent', naturally Some people are 'arrogant and irritable'. It seems that the seven deadly sins advocated by the bishop are not nonsense." Oliver told the topic of philosophy affectionately.

"Forget it, you should eat something first. 'Little Wolf' is a good cook. Let him cook more when he is free. I remember that he was once the child of a famous chef family in Inkenster City, but His parents offended the local committee, so the whole family was innocently executed, but he struggled to crawl out in the blood. Let's not talk about this, 'Little Wolf', let Oliver, a person with... powers, see Look at your skills." "Mao Lang" ordered.

"Okay." "Little Wolf" responded with a green voice.

Oliver looked up and saw that the assistant of the "hairy wolf" known as "Little Wolf" was wearing a military green uniform, but the joints and important parts were covered with a layer of uniforms similar to those worn by the "hairy wolf" next to him. The standard armor equipped by the army is almost the "Xinyuan A-03 modified" type, which is half-new but not new, half-old but not old.

The characteristic of this type of armor is that it can cover all important parts of the body, and is made of soft materials. It can withstand unintentional scratches and bullet attacks from ordinary firearms while acting as a buffer.

In addition to the wrists and knees, it can provide protection for the chest, abdomen, and neck, but it cannot protect the "Little Wolf"'s immature face covered with gray and black dirt and various small scars.

He was thinking that he would take advantage of the two of them not paying attention, use a dagger or use the magic power to attack the position that their armor could not protect, and kill them with one blow. After sending the two people away and quietly escaping from here, Oliver suddenly smelled the aroma of meat.

It’s the smell of meat with blood!

"The master asked me to cook two dishes for you. This is also the order of the eldest brother. He trusts you very much. Even though you have just returned from the Imperial Legion, he still leaves such an important task as Brett to you to take care of alone. Remember. My eldest brother just said in the morning that the Socra Committee has offered thirty thousand new coins, or 1,000 new ducats, to redeem him." "Little Wolf" said casually.

He took out the two ceramic plates and the food contained in the iron food lunch box, which was square, had numerous small lines worn out, and lost its metallic luster, placed it in the center of the metal square table, and pointed at them to continue. said:

"The first dish is 'Blood-Tone Cultured Meat'. The cultured meat is first lightly steamed for a few minutes. The half-cooked state is the best. Then directly pour the collected blood of the lost, and then add pepper, salt, and some 'Silence' It's flavored with powdered wolf's heart. And it doesn't look or taste that much different from real steak."

"The second dish is..." "Little Wolf" pushed the "blood-modified cultured meat" in front of Oliver and explained, pointing to a plate of dishes that looked like cold animal brains and internal organs.