"Are the relics?" Coca guessed.

"Ancient relics from Zhongzhou." She looked at the steps of the young man outside the window and felt a unique rhythm inexplicably.

"Raising his trading level and seeing what else in his hands." She frowned slightly, "Do you know how to do it?"

"Yes, boss." Coca retreated.

Bai Jing, who was walking forward, slowed down and suddenly turned around and looked up. There was a tall figure behind the huge glass window. Even if the distance was very far, you could see the amazing curve.

Gao He? It is said that the owner of this repair shop is a woman.

Bai Jing whistled a frivolous whistle gently and continued to walk forward, and soon saw the target.

Park Yoon, who was looking at him in a gloomy manner, stood next to an all-terrain off-road vehicle.

The car has been around for a while and looks well maintained. The car bucket is covered with metal guard plates and there are two sub-fuel tanks that are visually over 100 liters.

"Get in the car." Park Huo, who was sitting in the cab, signaled.

Bai Jing smiled at Park Yoon, opened the car door and sat behind him, who sat in the co-pilot with a stern face.

"We will follow Route 53 and then bypass Black Stone Mountain. Where are you going?" Park Huo started the car and looked at Bai Jing from the rearview mirror.

Black Stone Mountain is a mountain destroyed by the Big Bang. Because of the high temperature, the mountain is covered with black stones, similar to volcanic rocks.

The abandoned factory is less than ten kilometers west of it.

"I'll get off at Black Stone Mountain." Bai Jing looked at Park Huo.

【Park Huo】

Source level: flash scale level

Source gas source: 5%

Spirit: 90%

Specialization: 33% for mixed martial arts, 45% for thermal weapons

This hunter has actually been promoted to the flash scale level.

For a source warrior who cultivates source qi, the source qi will advance after reaching 100%, and then the source will be reset from zero, and after reaching 100%, it will continue to advance to the next level, and so on.

For the source warrior, this is actually a vague concept. You can only feel the general changes in the origin. It can be understood as a process of repeatedly tempering the origin, but in Bai Jing's eyes, these are quantified into accurate data.

The 5% origin means that Park Huo has not been promoted to the flash scale level for a long time.

The origins of each level are huge, and this 5% is far better than the 90% of the ephemeral level, which is a qualitative change.

The refined source gas required to improve the origin of the flash scale level is more than twice as high as that of the mayfly level.

The convoy in the middle of the yard began to start, the engine roared and the metal tracks turned, driving the huge and heavy body of the car, one by one, out of the gate.

Park Huo slowly drove out the door after Lei Jin's convoy was all out.

He did not ask Bai Jing's specific whereabouts. This is an unwritten rule among hunters. Any resource is precious and there is no possibility of sharing.

Disclosing information may cause death. Licensed hunters will have this constraint, but this constraint is not based on morality or human nature. In a desert where no one is, life is the most ignored thing.

"That transport vehicle..." Park Yoon looked at the convoy in the distance and asked, "Why do they bring a transport vehicle?"

This kind of fully enclosed transport vehicle is generally not for carrying people, but for transporting some special items.

"Lei Jin's arms have been developing ruins in recent years. It is said that their weapons development direction is related to some discoveries in the ruins. Their goal of going to the desert is probably related to the ruins."

Park Ho replied.

Then there is no need to mention the role of the transport vehicle.

"The ruins in the desert..." Park Yin seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly shut up and stopped talking.

The word ruins seems to be very impressive in my mind, but I can't remember anything.

Bai Jing hugged his arms and held his ears for a long time. Seeing that the two people stopped talking, he had to turn his eyes out the window. In a bumpy way, the car drove into Area D in a short while. In the dilapidated building, some people stood in groups of three, ragged and numb, looking at the vehicle, turning a blind eye to the dust raised.

The fire was filled with black smoke, and an iron pot with no visible appearance was placed on it. It was steaming and emitted a rotten smell. The limbs of the animal were roasted until the charred animal were stuffed into the mouth with blood and chewed hard.

Some of them are just ordinary people, with their whole bodies wrapped around them. The exposed hands and faces can see the ulcerated skin. The black scar scabs are everywhere. The inability to use the source air means it is difficult to resist radiation. These people have very short lifespans.

With such a living, the length of life is no longer important.

The most basic desire for survival has also become a luxury.

Bai Jing was silent, suddenly, a slight sense of numbness suddenly came from his abdomen, accompanied by severe pain, dizziness came, countless lines emerged in his consciousness, and became a mess, and his breathing began to be disordered.

This is a sign of a toxin attack.

He closed his eyes and felt a heat flow burst out from his origin, fighting against this paralysis, wrapping it up layer by layer, killing it and melting it into the invisible.

The heart beats wildly and the blood pressure rises.

After a few dozen seconds, the numbness slowly dissipated, the pain disappeared, the body trembled slightly, and the cold sweat soaked the back.

I silently observed my state, and the original value of the source energy has become 6%.

Consume 1% of the origin to prevent toxin outbreaks.

I am actually no different from those outside.

Life is like an ant.

Bai Jing opened his eyes and his eyes became sharp.

My destiny is my own.

...

The armored vehicle quickly passed through the isolation area and rushed towards the desert, rolling up a piece of gray-yellow smoke and dust. The disrepaired highway was covered with sand and soil, and the white mottled words "53" could be vaguely seen.

The sky in the distance was shining with light, without a trace of wind, and a wild breath came to my face.

"Listen carefully, I won't repeat my words for the second time." Ben looked at the tactical tablet in his hand, his body was as steady as a rock in the bumps. "Your task is to search ahead suddenly. If you encounter any abnormalities, you are prohibited from firing. Feedback will be made as soon as possible and wait for support."

"We don't have a lot of people, and everyone needs to be responsible for a piece of area and search for underground entrances." He paused, "Speak now if there is any problem."

There are seven or eight people sitting on both sides of the armored vehicle. On the right is a unified black tactical uniform, and on the left is a variety of camouflages, windbreakers, and everything.

"Any danger may be encountered. If you don't fire, you will die." The man who was using a military dagger to remove the black mud from his nails on the left said, "Is our hunters' lives worthless?"

"Our people will arrive in thirty seconds. You have to hold on. The abandoned factory is very clean. You all know that there is a high probability that there will be no danger." Ben looked up at him and glanced at the list on the tablet. "Your name is Kidd?"

"We are willing to work hard for the sake of rewards. There is no danger that you will gather so many people?" Kidd sneered.

Ben put down the tablet, looked at the dagger in Kidd's hand, and gestured with his eyes.

Kid was stunned for a moment and handed over the dagger.

He weighed it in his hands, and his arms were pressed, and his muscles were bulging. With a bang, the tungsten steel dagger was folded into two pieces.
Chapter completed!