Chapter 183 Land No. 7

There is a lot of snow.

The dilapidated concrete walls were covered in frost, and the half-dragged steel bars were frozen into a crystal column.

Under this, a ragged figure walked. They were sallow and thin, and the expressions on their faces had been numb by the wind and snow. The weight on their shoulders crushed their spines, and their knees.

Standing on one side is naturally the mutant overseer.

As slaves of mutants, their only relief is to be chosen after reaching the age of thirty. After completing the mating task, it will be soaked in the cultivation tank to obtain "new life".

As for those who are not selected, the end will often be more miserable...

After all, the culture tank and culture fluid are limited, not everyone is qualified to become a mutant. Besides, mutants also need to maintain a certain number of slaves to do the drudgery they don't want to do, and to provide them with pleasure at the same time.

Standing at the door of the station, Troy stared coldly at the frail bodies, and then turned to the humans around him.

That's right, there was a human standing beside him!

Any survivor in Wanghai City would definitely be shocked when they saw this scene. Common sense says that mutants and humans have no possibility of negotiating, let alone standing side by side.

The man was wearing a leather jacket, and the red diamond ring on his thumb was quite eye-catching. Anyone with knowledge here would be shocked to find that the white beard on his collar is the mane of a bloodthirsty lion.

As the king among the dangerous species, the bloodthirsty lion's fighting power can even rival five deathclaws. The sharp teeth are like blades, which can easily tear the armor of power armor. However, this creature is rare in the east, usually appearing in the far northwestern wilderness. Rarely hunted for its ferocity, that rare mane. Naturally, it is very popular with collectors.

And that red diamond ring was even more amazing, it was a blood crystal.

Generally speaking, mutated creatures will condense subcrystals near the nerve center to serve as efficient energy storage containers. However, blood crystals are a bit special, although they are allotropes with subcrystals. However, the energy reserve of the blood crystal is tens of thousands of times greater than that. Only a small piece the size of a thumb is needed, which can rival the energy produced by the fusion of one kilogram of tritium nuclei.

What is puzzling is that the existence of blood crystals is extremely stable, no matter how hard people rack their brains, they cannot mobilize the energy in them. Let alone human beings. The alien species that condensed blood crystals couldn't mobilize the energy in it themselves. Strictly speaking, the alien species that condensed this blood-red crystal are undoubtedly losers in the ethnic group.

Because of its staggering potential value and rarity,

Blood crystals are usually used as expensive collectibles and are loved by the nobles of the Northern United Area.

Speaking of which. The identity of this man is self-evident.

He is from the north, and his status is very distinguished.

"Mr. Troy, I don't know how you are doing recently?" Boyu put his hands in his pockets and asked the mutant beside him with a smile.

"The outpost has been established," Troy grinned, revealing his ferocious blood-red gums. "After the last batch of armored trucks are completed, my troops can set off."

"Oh? Really." The man in fancy clothes seemed to be very disapproving of the mutant leader's answer. He just replied lightly.

There was a brief silence between the two.

This mutant named Troy seemed to be very afraid of the strength of this man from the Northern Union. Even if this place is thousands of kilometers away from the Union Command Area, even if this place is his base camp.

"Watching compatriots suffer. Don't you have any thoughts in your heart?" Troy grinned and asked rudely.

"We are different from beasts, and we don't have that kind of superfluous group consciousness." Boyu smiled indifferently.

Troy narrowed his eyes slightly.

They are self-proclaimed, the most intolerable thing is that human beings always confuse them with mutant creatures.

"Sorry, answer the phone." Shrugging his shoulders, Boyu walked aside self-consciously. Then reached out and pressed on the earlobe, "Hello?"

"Oh...that's really a pity. Okay. Well...you can continue to monitor their movements. It's called Jiang Chen, right? Hehe, interesting. Then I hang up."

Troy kept looking at his position coldly.

"I'm sorry buddy, your outpost seems to be gone." Ignoring the unkind gaze, Boyu walked to his side in a leisurely way and smiled.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and Troy felt very disapproving. However, the expression on this man's face made him feel very uncertain.

At this moment, a mutant ran not far away. The flustered expression on his face was so clearly visible even through the heavy snow and a distance of tens of meters.

Troy's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Boyu aside. Looking at the smiling expression on that face, he always felt angry.

But at the moment he couldn't get angry.

"Boss, our 40 advance troops stationed in Shenxiang Town—"

"Annihilated?"

The mutant who came to report the news was stunned, then lowered his head and spoke with difficulty.

"Exactly."

Troy took a deep breath, trying to calm down his rage.

"Which force did it..."

"Liuding Town...Our people saw their helicopter with binoculars. It was a Yunzhi-51 equipped with a Type 50 electromagnetic gun, and their icon was on the bottom of the plane."

"How could people from Liuding Town appear here?" Troy was stunned.

Although he was very suspicious of this information, he couldn't find a reason to refute it. After all, in the entire area, only the people in Liuding Town have flying units.

If Liu Dingzhen intervenes in this matter, things will become difficult.

Thinking of this, Troy couldn't help but frowned.

He has also heard a little about Liu Dingzhen's strength. The shipboard electromagnetic gun on the aircraft carrier has a limit range of 500 kilometers in the atmospheric environment, and can directly hit Luzhou from the waters of the Yangtze River Estuary, not to mention his No. 7 land next to Wanghai City.

"Ahem, I have to remind you that it's not some people from Liuding Town who took away your outpost." Boyu coughed and said as if he knew the power distribution in Wanghai City very well.

"Oh?" Troy raised his eyebrows.

"People in Liuding Town never install electromagnetic guns on helicopters. Because their shipboard electromagnetic guns can carry out long-range strikes on any point in Wanghai City. Even if you build fortifications, under the strike of a 100kg-level mass bomb, your How many more seconds can you last?" Boyu said with a smile.

"Then what do you mean?"

"Your news is too closed. Recently, a 'great leader' was born in Qingpu. Under his call or the temptation of food. The survivors who were scattered in the sand gathered together and established a name on the ruins. The base of fish bones... In addition, according to my information, they also have contacts with the Zhao Group in the Sixth Street District, specifically in the grain business." Boyu laughed.

"Food?" Troy looked at Boyu with an unfriendly expression, "As far as I know, the entire wasteland can only produce food in your joint control area. Can I understand that you funded that force? "

The undeveloped areas in the northwest region have hardly suffered the baptism of war. Although the soil is barren, the problem of fertility is far easier to solve than pollution and radiation. If you go further north, it is the front line of China and the United States again. It was the same mess as Wanghai City.

It can be said that in the entire Chinese region, only the northwest can produce edible grain.

Hearing this, Bo Yu sighed.

"The entire wasteland? Does this entire area refer to Wanghai City, or the entire country? Or the entire world?"

"Is it meaningful to discuss the whole world?" Troy grinned sarcastically.

"The layout problem." Boyu spread his hands, "It's impossible to cultivate, just because the technology is not good enough. Our radiation treatment technology is perfect, otherwise, you can't grow it if you give you pure soil. Similarly, as long as the technology If you pass the test, you can grow those fresh and delicious fruits and vegetables in any corner of the wasteland. Their food may come from an underground ecological garden that has been built, but this is not the point, there is only one thing that interests me.”

"The Eden Project?" Troy sneered. "It's really interesting. If the Eden Project can resume farming, why are those elites still flying into space?"

"Because the hope in the distance is more attractive than the devastation here." Boyu laughed. After a pause, he continued, "On the point of colonizing space. I agree with the disbanded World United Organization."

"But those people didn't let you, a kneeling and licking guy, get on the boat." Troy mocked as always.

"Why do I need that ticket? As long as I have the technology, I can completely rebuild a colony ship." Boyu laughed loudly. He stretched out his hand from his pocket and pointed to the sky, "Give me twenty years, and I will rebuild a high-tech park. Give me fifty years, and I will take the remnants into space again. Abandoned It should not be us, but the soil itself!"

"Why don't you learn from us, change yourself, and adapt to this place? If you don't try it yourself, you will never know how delicious death claw meat is."

There was a rare flash of disgust on Boyu's calm expression, but it disappeared quickly.

"So, discussing values ​​is a more boring thing than discussing ideology. You will get the modified fev virus you want, and take your group to adapt to this wasteland. However, remember that between us transaction."

Boyu holds the password that has passed the security certification of Kallman Company, which is also the fev virus information he provided to the mutants.

"Of course, I will take my people to break into 'that place' in the city center for you, and find the location of the 005 shelter, if it really exists."

"Don't worry about that. My information has always been reliable. The 005 shelter is in Wanghai City." Boyu said confidently.

After staring at Boyu for a second, Troy looked away and looked at the distance of the slave queue.

There was an empty lot, but now it is full of munitions.

Rifles, machine guns, full body armor, truck-turned-armored vehicles, even infantry guns and shells!

Some of this batch of arms belonged to the mutants themselves, but most of them were provided by this man named Boyu.

In the case of constant stakes, even mutants and humans can stand side by side.

"Do you have to go into the city center... It seems that you have to go on the road in winter."

Looking at the snow in the distance, Troy said in a deep voice. (To be continued) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the author's opinion of Chenxing LL. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!