Warlord: volume 1

by Chen Ran

  Of course, the living corpse who didn't even have a hundred rankings was no match for Soren's group. Not long after the battle began, it ended. Soren did not mind and ordered the group to continue forward. He did not expect that not too far away, in the ruins, there would be even more living corpse that heard the gunshots and were attracted over. Thus, when they met again, Soren faced hundreds and thousands of living corpse.

  Just like this, it wouldn't delay Soren for too long. However, the group of living corpse invaders actually had high ranking living corpse s like the butcher and lacerator, and there were quite a few of them as well. It had to be known that whether it was the butcher or the lacerator, every group of living corpse would naturally not produce that many high grade goods. And that night, amongst the group of living corpse that invaded, there were more than twenty butcher and lacerator altogether.

  Compared to the butcher who was like a human-like tank, the lacerator s were short and short. Their appearance was no different from a normal living corpse, but their bones had undergone a high degree of mutation. The bones of every part of the lacerator's body could be transformed according to needs to form a sharp bone blade that could easily tear apart an armoured chariot, and their agility and speed were far beyond that of a butcher's.

  Under certain circumstances, lacerator would be much more dangerous than a butcher. Take the second fight with the living corpse for example, the lacerator that was mixed in with the rest of their kind only launched a surprise attack when it was close to Soren's group. They, who treated their comrades as cannon fodder, gave Soren's side a lot of pressure.

  In the end, it was only Soren who went in personally, and only then did he temporarily force the group of living corpse to retreat. But very quickly, news came from the scouts. Another group of living corpse had already gathered and were heading towards the main road. After knowing that his own troops were not strong enough to destroy more living corpse, Soren could only unwillingly give the order to avoid, and the team continued to retreat into the Silver Tree City. Using the cover of the city's buildings, Soren's team fought a tug of war with the living corpse for three days.

  No one could do anything until the living corpse began to evacuate. With half of the troop's troops gone, Soren did not dare to underestimate them and travelled through the night. They started to go out into the night, and during this time, Soren sent out. Soren's original intention was for Kabu to figure out the distribution of the living corpse, so that he wouldn't have to fight with the living corpse for no reason like last time.

  But unexpectedly, when Kabu went over, he discovered something strange.

  Tracing Specialist followed the traces left behind by the living corpse to the ruins they were living in. He realized that there was an area in the ruins that was protected by layers of high level monsters like the butcher and lacerator. Kabu thought it was strange. He used a nearby tall building to do a long-distance reconnaissance, and the scene that he saw through the multiplier telescope was projected onto Soren's tactical plate through the Dark Council's network.

  Thus, Soren saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

  Countless living corpse were biting and devouring each other in one building. Broken limbs, internal organs, intestines, and brain matter sprayed all over the floor. The bloody scene was enough to make any crazy person unable to eat for three days. Soren's mental state could not be considered slender, but it was not to the extent of being thick enough to look at these scenes and turn a blind eye to them.

  Soren reported the strange phenomenon from the living corpse to the headquarters, but this was not his main task. After this small incident, Soren led the group and continued their journey, while the returning Tracing Specialist directly rested for two days before appearing once again.

  Not long after, Soren received the order to never mention it again. Soren knew clearly that if such a huge number of living corpse were to fall into trouble, all the bases or companies within 3000 kilometers of the border region would be destroyed. The masters of the Dark Council did not plan to remind the companies nearby, so Soren would naturally not worry about them. From his point of view, this place was like a backwater, even if everyone died, it did not concern him, even if his family owned a small mining base in the area.

  Therefore, in front of the second in command of the Remot, Theon had never mentioned that a biochemical storm was brewing a thousand kilometers behind the Remot.

  Right now, what Soren was more concerned about was still the movements of Su Yun and Lea.

  Looking at the picture on the tactical plate, Theon revealed a kind smile: "So you were looking for them, then you asked the right person."

  This was the best news that Soren had heard in the past week. The young man's face revealed a rare smile.

  The city that Ron's company was in was called Angry Reef City, and it was a city that towered above the ocean. Because of geology, the Angry Reef City was unable to build underground bases like the Remot. Ron could only set up all sorts of radiation purifying device in this city to reduce the exposure of the city's residents to the surface radiation.

  Fifty years after the Cataclysm, even the average person's resistance to radiation has increased many times. As a result, although they lived on the surface, they could barely survive by relying on purifying device. However, the average life expectancy of the surface dwellers would be one third less than that of the base dwellers. They would also be infected with all sorts of strange diseases.

  However, in this turbulent era, having a roof over one watt is already considered heaven, so the citizens of Angry Reef City did not have too many complaints.

  Su He and Lea arrived at the city that was presided over by Ron Corporation at noon yesterday. This place was unlike the Remot, where there was no strict access system. Ron's company had a loose system. Other than the guards at the company's headquarters, only the Magistrate was in charge of maintaining order in the city.

  Of course, you don't need to count on a few Magistrate s to be of any help. Generally speaking, these Han security officials are just passing by. Therefore, the Angry Reef City could be said to be a free city, or it could be said to be a chaotic city.

  Zero left Lea in a hotel opened by the officials of Ron. The fee paid here was 30% higher than that of a normal hotel, but no one dared to cause trouble inside the hotel. It was safer for Lea to stay here than in a privately owned hotel with a mix of dragon and snake. As for Zero, he would register at the main hall of the Angry Reef City, only by temporarily registering in the main hall of each city would mercenaries or hunters be able to obtain information and missions from the main hall.

  After completing the registration formalities, Zero Request met with the Trade Union Chairman. He hoped to use this opportunity to get close to Ron's higher ups in order to obtain information on the company or organization that might be able to heal Lea. But this appointment, to this day, still has no news. Zero had to put it aside for the time being, and information had another source besides official sources.

  The place where that kind of channel was located was undoubtedly a tavern. Thus, at nine o'clock in the evening, Zero appeared in front of the only pub in Angry Reef City.

  Chapter 61 - Mind Your Own Business

  The former self was a seafarer's club in Angry Reef City. After the Cataclysm Day, the Angry Reef City was rebuilt. The seamen's club was converted into a tavern so that the energetic men could have a place to vent their anger. In addition to selling all kinds of cheap beer, the tavern also offers dancers and singers. Of course, the tavern only provided them with a stage for their performances, and no one was responsible for their safety.

  But in this era, defending oneself like jade was simply a joke. Food or money could allow men to take away good-looking women here. It was common for women to become their partners, or to be sold off as female slaves after they had had enough.

  In turbulent times, without the power to protect themselves, women were like flowers floating in the
wind. Wherever the wind blows, the flowers can only fall and cannot be chosen by oneself.

  When Zero arrived at the tavern's door, he was stopped by a big man.

  The man was about two meters tall and his upper body revealed his strong muscles. There were circles of fleshy flesh on his chest, and it looked like some sort of mutated tissue. In fact, in the Angry Reef City, even though the purifying device s that could be seen everywhere diluted the radiation in the air, the ordinary people who had lived on the surface for a long time would more or less have changes in their body's structure. This was the most common amongst the mob and bandits that roamed the earth. The environment of the Angry Reef City also caused some changes to the organization of the residents.

  "We only serve women, members and local residents. "Brat, you're nothing. Scram for me." The black man looked down from above at Zero's frail body. His eyes did not hide the contempt he had for Zero.

  In the wilderness, the law of the jungle was observed. The law of the jungle ruled over the world's strength. Zero's slim body might be liked by rich ladies, but for people like black people, zero was just a soft spot. As for the weak, they had never been respected before.

  In the two years after he woke up, he had come into contact with enough of these things. He just took out a few coins and pressed them into the black man's hand, saying, "I just want to go in and have a drink."

  Money was also a sign of power, and the black man put the money in his pocket and let it go.

  Zero pushed open the door of the tavern and went in. At once, the foul air, mingled with the smell of beer and the pungent perfume of women, entered his nostrils. He frowned, almost wanting to catch his breath. It was the busiest time in the tavern. Not only were there plenty of seats, there were also a few ordinary-looking but voluptuous young women on the dance floor. They were twisting their limbs and using all sorts of insinuating body language to seduce the surrounding men.

  People continued to throw money on the stage, even stuffing it into the woman's sexy body. However, they didn't stop their movements. Instead, they worked even harder and made all sorts of alluring gestures, making the men turn into beasts.

  Among them, there was even a man who couldn't throw it away. After throwing enough money to sell a woman onto the stage, he carried the dancing girl and started working on the stage. The moans of the women, the shouts of the men, and the jeers of the people around them all combined into a wave of noise that seemed to send the tavern flying and hurt both ears.

  Zero, who had already recovered from Spider Queen's injuries, discovered that her ears were more sensitive. An environment like this was nothing but torture.

  He sat at the bar, keeping his distance from the dance floor. That place had already become a gathering of wild beasts. After a few men threw out quite a bit of money, they went up the stage to grab their favorite dancers and settle it on the spot. This kind of madness was unimaginable in the old days, but now, it was a common occurrence.

  He asked for a glass of beer and nearly spat it out. This sort of thing couldn't even be called wine, it was just a liquid poured out from the distillers grains. There was no taste of beer at all, only pure alcohol.

  bartender looked at him and laughed: "This is the first time guests have come, right? If you're not used to it, we have a relatively mild cocktail, would you like to try it? "

  Zero shook his head. He wasn't really here to drink. He took out a few coins from his pocket and placed them on the bar counter. Zero said quietly, "Tell me who has the most information here. This money is yours."

  The bartender squinted his eyes and used his hand to sweep through it. Then, he quickly stuffed the money into his own pocket, "In the Angry Reef City, Masters is the most well-informed. He usually comes to the tavern after ten o'clock. Guests can wait a bit longer. "

  Following that, bartender once again described the characteristics of Masters's image. Under the influence of money, there were no secrets. Moreover, Masters wasn't some secret. He was the leader of the Angry Reef City, a character like Claude. It was just that Masters had never done anything to the people of Angry Reef City, including the outsiders. He had a good relationship with Angry Reef City's Ron Company, he even had a private army in his hands, which he operated outside the sect all year round.

  Zero heard that this person had been to a lot of places, so he knew a lot of things. However, Masters did not casually tell the news to others, even money might not be useful. He was not good at interacting with people, maybe someone like Theon could make him talk as long as the other party was not a rock. But Zero definitely did not have that ability.

  The craziness in the tavern continued, but Zero was keenly aware that within the waves of sound, there were other sounds.

  "Don't run, little bitch!"

  Amidst the sounds of footsteps, someone bumped into Zero's feet. Zero's reaction was fast. He reached out his hand to grab the other party's arm. Upon closer inspection, it was a girl with a pretty face who was only thirteen or fourteen years old. The girl had light silver hair and was wearing an ill-fitting dancing gown. However, looking at it from the loose collar, one could see that the steamed buns had already begun to develop.

  "Sir, please save me. "They want to capture me …" The girl was trembling like a cat in the rain. It was extremely pitiful.

  She moved, hiding behind Zero. Without meaning to, the girl pressed close to the zero, pressing the little bump on her chest against the zero's back.

  There were four or five big men chasing after the girl. These people had all kinds of strange tattoos on their bodies. Their faces and tongues were nailed together, and they knew at a glance that they were good people. One of the Caucasians called out to Zero, "Kid, this is none of your business. Get out of my way. The little bitch has taken our money, and now she must come back with us! "

  "No!" The girl held onto Zero's clothes tightly and said while trembling, "We previously agreed to only drink songs, but they, they want to … …"

  The following words were self-evident. Zero sipped on his lousy beer in silence, not even planning to move his butt. Since he wasn't planning on leaving, it meant that he was determined to meddle in this matter!

  Chapter 62 - Naive

  Seeing that Zero did not plan to let him go, the white brute nodded and said, "Brat, you have guts. Look at your tender skin. "You gave …"

  Before he could finish his words, a bottle of wine flew up and landed on the man's head. The bottle shattered, and the impact swallowed up the man's remaining words. Who knew how much strength this sweep had? The big man flew up into the air and slammed heavily onto a nearby wine table, smashing the table into pieces.

  "Dammit, you dare to attack? Kill him! "

  "Beat him to death!"

  When the others saw this, they began to shout in anger.

  A black man was wearing a glove, and his fist was covered with sharp spikes. He cursed as he punched towards Zero's face. If Zero were to be hit, it would disfigure his handsome face.

  Zero fell backwards, but the girl just picked him up and rolled on the ground. At the same time, his toes hooked onto the chair and he threw it towards the black man. The black man's fist missed and was instead hit by the chair that was thrown over by Zero. The chair broke into pieces and the African man screamed as he was sent flying. He then pushed down his companions who were behind him.

  "Fuck you!" A brawny man with a beard and an enchanting tattoo on his chest pulled out a dagger from behind his waist, rushed forward and stabbed towards Zero's chest.

  Zero pushed the girl away and put one hand on the ground. He bounced up and crashed into the man's chest.

  Big Beard's attack missed, while Zero's attacks missed. Without the ability to increase his strength, just based on the strength of a normal person, his fists felt like they were being punched. The muffled sound of leather being beaten could be heard nonstop. Big Beard's body was jumping nonstop. When Zero stopped moving his fist, he had already fallen to the ground, spitting
out white foam.

  Upon seeing this, his two companions cursed as they charged forward with daggers and iron rods in their hands. Zero didn't want to waste any more time with them, so he brought the M500 up to his hand and pointed at the space between their eyebrows.

  The tavern quieted down. Even the beasts on the stage had stopped fighting the human race. Only the heavy metal music continued to ring.

  The Caucasian man who was previously sent flying by No. 01 bottle stood up in a daze. He saw that Zero was facing him. He rolled his eyes and picked up the dagger left behind by Big Beard and was about to stab him.

  "Stop!"

  A loud shout came from the direction of the gate, a familiar sound that made the Caucasian man stop his dagger in mid-air. A middle-aged man walked in from outside. He had a cigar in his mouth and had three or four hideous scars on his face. He walked over to the Caucasian and slapped him. Then, he swept the dagger that was still in his hand to the ground.

  "Boss, what are you doing?" screamed the white man, touching his flushed face.

  Pressing a hand on his head, the middle-aged man puffed out a mouthful of smoke towards the Caucasian man and sneered, "Fuck, why are you spouting so much nonsense after I saved you?" Just then, if you had dared to stab him, he would have immediately shot you. Get back here and take your men with you. "

  The Caucasian man's face turned red and green for a moment. Finally, he stopped.

  "Hey, foreigner. Playing with guns in taverns is not something fun to do. If you don't f * cking put the gun down, do you believe that laozi will call bro to cripple you? " Walking to the side of Su Ling, the middle-aged man pulled the girl over and said, "And you, Moni. "Stop playing such tricks. Come back with me if you want money. Laozi loves your little butt to death."

  The girl's face turned pale.

  Su Ling finally put down her spear and looked at the girl called Moni in surprise.