Warlord 5

by Chen Ran

  When Zero walked out of the lab and reached his own car, he had a sudden feeling. His eyes instantly turned cold and he looked around warily. His body naturally crouched down and covered himself with the SUV. Just now, he felt as though he was being watched.

  While squatting down, he made a short jump with the help of the shadow on the side of the SUV. In just a few seconds, Zero's figure constantly flashed around the laboratory, sometimes high and sometimes low, and it was difficult to make head or tail of it. A week later, he returned to the SUV.

  The feeling of being watched had disappeared. Just now, Zero had used that unpredictable movement method and realized that there were no suspicious people around.

  Was it his imagination?

  If Zero didn't think so, it could only mean that the other party had some sort of ability or ability that was hard to see through. It was just that the question as to which side the scouts belonged to was a question. Currently, there were many undercurrents in the Asgard and their relationships were complicated. Without any evidence, Zero had no way of knowing who was interested in him.

  But no matter, what should come will eventually come. As long as it was an enemy, Zero's gun would never hesitate.

  He jumped into the SUV and started the engine.

  The image of Zero driving the car out of the laboratory was fixed on a large screen. A pair of hands in front of the screen was quickly jumping up and down. As he continued typing, dozens of windows appeared on the screen, with each window reflecting a corner of the Asgard. Then, Zero's figure passed by these windows one by one.

  The surroundings were dark, with only the screen flickering with light. It was not until a ray of light appeared in the darkness that the two sides of the light formed a rectangular surface. Someone had walked into the surface of the light and then closed it again. The next moment, the lights lit up, lighting up the space that was filled with cables and hosts.

  Cables of all colors were scattered across the floor of the room, leaving only a small gap in the floor so that the visitor had to lift his toes and drop them carefully. Dozens of hosts were stacked together like boxes, giving the operator a speed that was not inferior to that of a super intelligence brain.

  With a bag of food in his hand and a piece of lunch meat in his mouth, he danced around the room like a dancer. Finally, he came to a corner of the room and slammed the bag of food on the only empty table in the room.

  The table was piled with the remains of packaged food. Judging from the amount piled up like a small mountain, the owner of the room had been working here for a long time.

  Jean sighed, shaking his head as he looked at the unabashed woman in the lavender underwear, her high breasts, her flat belly, and her long, smooth legs exposed to the air.

  "Alice, you should at least wear a outer garment." King complained, his companion's beautiful body challenging his self-control.

  Her light blue hair was held tight with a ballpoint pen. Alice said casually: "I'm very busy."

  She had always meant that she was too busy putting on her clothes to work.

  Who would believe it!

  said King in his head, but his eyes followed the high, bouncing mass of flesh. Alice turned around and walked to another side door: "Stop looking, if you want to, then big sister will sleep with you tonight. Now, help me get the new console out. The holographic board monitoring target intrusion into the Asgard is not something that can be accomplished with such a small amount of machinery. I need a higher internal capacity and calculation speed … "

  At the same time, she was also a master in the use of computers. No matter if it was the looks of their bodies, or their combat ability, Alice was the best choice. The only downside was her personality, which was as cold as the polar ice. From her mouth, those emotionless words would attract people no matter how attractive they were, making them completely uninterested in her.

  For example, Jin. After hearing Alice's "generous" words, he smacked his lips and said, "Forget it, I don't want to be unable to lift it up again in the future. Heaven knows if you will be able to give me a country of extreme cold when you're halfway done, then I won't be able to touch women anymore. "

  Even though she said this, Jin went into the side room and helped her carry out the main equipment she needed. While commanding Jin to connect all the hosts, Alice said, "I don't want a little kid like you who hasn't even gathered yet."

  Jean retorted as he worked. "Who do you like? "My lord?"

  Suddenly, Jin felt an ice-cold storm stir up behind his back. He jumped in fright, but luckily, the storm quickly disappeared again. Following after, Alice's ice-cold voice rang out: "This joke isn't funny at all."

  The rest of the work was done in silence. When the 27th console was connected, all the windows on the screen suddenly closed and a new window opened. The window took up all the picture, and inside the window, a bust of a man appeared.

  Seeing him, Jin kept his frivolous expression, while Alice was already half-kneeling on the ground. The two of them said in unison: "This subordinate greets Lord."

  A non-committal nasal voice came out from the screen, followed by a male's voice that had its pitch changed by the software, "I already received the news that tomorrow, Zero and Three Wealthy Classes's army will have a hunt. You guys seem to have been here for a while. It's time to go out and do some activities. "

  When Jin heard this, his fists and palms collided, and his eyes blazed with fire. Jin's expression turned sinister as he laughed, "That's great, I will let Zero enjoy this hunt."

  Hearing his words, Alice looked towards the youth. The mist-like blue tide in the depths of her eyes moved for a moment, and then returned to calmness.

  "Clean up my hands and feet, now that that old man Douglas has his eyes on me, I don't want to be exposed so quickly. After all, I still have other things to do, so it would be inconvenient for me to reveal my identity. "

  "Yes, my lord, we will be careful." Alice and Jin answered in unison.

  "That's for the best." After the man finished speaking, the communication on the screen cut off, and the surveillance windows that had been closed earlier popped up one after another.

  Alice walked into her room after she finished speaking. A moment later, she walked out again, wearing a tight leather outfit. Although the leather jacket wrapped around her alluring body, it accentuated the seductive curves of her crime. As the only male in the room, Jin's attention was no longer on this moving body, but on Zero.

  I will tear you apart, zero! Jin felt as if the nerves in his head were on fire, just like the town that had been buried in flames before his very eyes.

  The next day.

  It was a huge convoy composed of dozens of soldiers and transport carriages, dozens of off-road vehicles and three fully equipped completely overturned command chariots. The long line of wagons continued westward into the wilderness.

  This time, Three Wealthy Classes had mobilized more than six thousand soldiers, and if one were to just look at the number of soldiers, it was not inferior to the last time when Asgard had supported the Remot. However, regardless of the number or rank of those with the ability, it was a far cry from the previous operation.

  Aside from the ones sent out by the zero forces, who still had heads to watch, the ones sent out by the Three Wealthy Classes were mediocre in terms of fighting strength, and there were no bright spots. Other than that, the operation did not involve the artillery tank, since the main target of the operation was the underground city. In this environment, whether it was the tanks or the main tank, they were not as flexible as the well-equipped soldiers.

  The only thing worth noticing was the three command car s, who were equipped with composite armor that could withstand most of the impact from the physical attacks and energy attacks. The car was equipped with a wireless communications command system, a 20MM machine gun, two machine guns and an anti-tank missile. This makes the car not only have excellent defensive performance, but also have a strong attack fo
rce.

  The interior of the car was spacious, giving no impression of being cramped. There were electronic screens hanging on both sides of the walls. The cameras connected the outside of the car so that the outside environment could be projected onto both screens without any leakage, allowing the passengers inside to see everything clearly.

  These three command car s were mainly for the Wealthy Class leaders to ride on. Of course, to these big figures, the command car s were more suited to defend against attacks than charge into battle. In their eyes, this slave hunt was more like a hunt, at most a larger one. Although Austin and Chalod followed the army, it did not mean that they would personally take the risk.

  In battle, they would only stay behind the relatively safe lines of command. The matters of the battle were naturally left to the soldiers to handle. They were only here for the benefits of the battle.

  Su Keng was invited by Biansi to ride with her on a carriage. Inside the carriage that was supposed to be the command chariot, it was arranged in a simple yet elegant manner. Biansi leaned on the dark red sofa with her legs together, using an elegant posture to read the information on intelligence brain s that she specialized in.

  "Look at this."

  Biansi handed the intelligence brain over to Zero. On the screen of the intelligence brain, some information about the Pavaric was displayed. This included the three most important people in the town at the moment. They were Mayor Mensa. Jerobes, Hunter's Union President Fred, and, Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce. Basically, the power and wealth of the town were shared by the three of them. It could be said that they were the spirits of the Pavaric.

  "In two days, we will arrive at Pavaric. What are your plans?" Bee asked.

  He swiped his finger across the intelligence brain's screen, browsing back and forth about the three people's information before saying: "Mayor Mensa must die, because he is the owner of the highest authority. Only with his death can the power structure of the Pavaric be reshuffled. "Then..."

  The information on the screen froze on the head of Hunter's Union's chairman Fred, and then continued: "Hunter's Union possesses a certain amount of military power, this man called Fred can be said to have true power. This man I will control, but not kill for the time being. "

  Finally, the information regarding the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce appeared on the screen. He pointed to the fat Jia who was similar to Chalod and said, "Businessmen are always the most fickle. I think if Charon is smart enough, he would happily accept us putting him on the stage and taking over the Pavaric temporarily. If he doesn't obey or has ulterior motives, at least we still have a Fred that we can use. "

  "Kill one, leave one, use one?" Biansi laughed: "Seems like your political class is not bad."

  A smile appeared on his face as he said, "Because I have a pretty good mentor."

  Chapter 388 - Death God (I)

  Josen sneezed. He rubbed his nose, which was red from the cold wind.

  It was eight o'clock in the morning, and although the day was already beginning to brighten, the weather was not warm at this time of the winter season. Sunlight was something that only existed in the old era, and in the new era, people could only enjoy the light that shone from the thick, radiating clouds and onto the earth.

  Looking around, there was only a vast expanse of white world outside Pavaric. Radiation clouds piled up on the road, turning the entire land into a snowfield. Those abnormally tall mutated fir trees, their branches and leaves had already been stripped away, leaving only their yellowish brown skin. Without the leaves, the cedar trees would not have to endure the pressure of the radiation snow. The roots, which had grown close to a kilometer long, allowed them to absorb water from some flowing water deep underground, waiting for the leaves to grow in the spring.

  Looking at the seemingly borderless silverfrost dense forest outside of Pavaric Town, Josen couldn't help but shiver. Under the surface of the quiet forest, if someone were to dig underground, they would discover that it was a country filled with roots. In that country, there would be piles of bones. After all, the plants of the new era were no longer relying solely on sunshine and rain to survive. They had already become bloodthirsty existences.

  Therefore, Josen was glad that he lived in Pavaric. Even though this was a desolate place, even though he would have to stand guard inside the post tower before five o'clock every day. But at least in this small town, Josen had a job, and could even support his wife and children. Under the efforts of Mayor Mensa and a few big shots, the days of Pavaric got better and better.

  Other than the fact that the Hunter's Union under President Fred's command reaped enormous benefits from the little town's fur every year, it was also because the Pavaric had an important customer. Josen could not help but look towards the forest to the southwest of the town, where a group of mystical lifeforms lived. They built magnificent underground cities and controlled a seemingly limitless well.

  Petroleum!

  One of the things that the new era lacked the most was for the foreign races who lived underground to use this kind of fuel called "Black Gold" to trade with the Pavaric. Just this business transaction alone had benefited the entire town. Naturally, a majority of the benefits were in the hands of big figures. For a small commoner like Josen, he would only get a small share of the profits every year. But even this little bit of income was enough for Josen to earn three months of salary!

  In this cruel era, there was bread to eat, clean water to drink, and a doctor to ask if he was sick. Josen believed that for many people, the Pavaric was already a paradise.

  The weather was too cold, Josen rubbed his red hands together. He felt an itch on the back of his hand and scratched it with his fingers. On the back of Josen's hand was a layer of cocoon of flesh that was not too thick. The cocoon of flesh pieces were spiraled, with dark-red threads that were like capillaries as they travelled through the cocoon of flesh. Looking at this level of cocoon of flesh, Josen thought that he would have to find some time to make a trip to the hospital.

  This was a mutated organization. Almost every ordinary person living in a surface town would get a "skin disease". The existence of the mutated beasts would allow people like Josen to endure the radiation from the ground, but they were double-edged. In addition to increasing the radiation resistance of ordinary people, they would try their best to absorb the vitality of ordinary people, thus making their lives shorter compared to those who live in underground cities and have good protection for the environment.

  Fortunately, the only small hospital in the Pavaric already had the ability to operate on mutated tissues. The residents of the town had to undergo surgery every three years to extend their lifespan.

  As he was calculating whether his savings would be enough to pay for the removal of the car, Josen suddenly heard the sound of an engine. He looked at the snowy plains outside the little town in surprise. At first, it was just a black dot, but after a while. A modified jeep smashed the snow on the ground through the snow removal system and sprayed it from both sides, allowing the jeep to exit the silverfrost dense forest and head straight for the Pavaric.

  Behind the jeep, there seemed to be a cargo pit, which was covered with waterproof cloth s, who knew what they were.

  It was just that after the initial surprise, Josen regained his composure. Other than this car, he could not see anything else suspicious. He thought that it should be the adventurer, even though there were very few people in the adventurer at this time of the year. However, there were also some people who did not care for their lives. Taking advantage of this kind of winter when the road was sealed and the price was rising, they risked their lives to travel across the wilderness to make a windfall sale.

  Every year, Pavaric would meet two or three people like this during the winter. Usually, they rarely saw faces that dared to take risks. The wilderness is not safe, especially in winter. In an environment where roads are difficult to traverse, it is difficult to get rescue if you are in d
anger. Only, this was also the reason why the adventurer obtained such a huge profit.

  After all, profits always go hand in hand with risk.

  Even if he knew, Josen would still faithfully fulfill his duties as a gatekeeper. He first used the walkie-talkie to inform the guards, telling them to be on high alert. Following which he picked up an old firearm rifle and aimed it at the approaching car under the post tower, and shouted loudly, "Hey, stop, fellow!"

  After shouting this three times, the car stopped in the snow a few hundred meters away from the entrance. The door of the jeep opened and a man jumped out. Judging from his physique, he should be a man. His build was tall and well-built, but his physique wasn't very robust. On the contrary, he gave off a delicate feeling. He wrapped himself in a hooded cloak to keep his body warm.

  He reached under his cloak and lifted his hood to reveal an Asian face. Judging from his appearance, this man seemed to be quite young. His facial features were also very handsome, giving people a favorable impression of him. It was just that there was a blindfold over his right eye. For some reason, this made Josen feel uncomfortable.

  The young man said in a clear voice: "Hello, we are adventurer, coming from the distant south. I heard that the furs here are of high quality, so I wanted to buy a batch. Furthermore, we have brought some goods that you should be interested in. "

  Josen nodded, the introduction he received wasn't too special. He pointed the barrel of the gun at the container and said, "Sir, please uncover the waterproof cloth that you are fighting with and accept our guard's inspection."

  "No problem." He beckoned to the car, and two more figures jumped out.

  From the looks of it, it should be a man and a woman. Although he could not see her face due to the hat, the occasional curve of her body as she floated in the air made Josen's throat go dry.

  At this moment, the small town's alloyed gates, with the help of hydraulic machines, split open from both sides. Four or five guards quickly ran out of the small town and jumped on the cargo pail to inspect it. After a while, one of the guards shouted to Josen who was on the post tower: "No problem, most of it is food, and there are also two boxes of rifles. The waterproof cloth s that are wrapped around it seem to be top quality goods. "