Chapter 20: Chapter 20. Mutant Tribe!

Before leaving Wetland Park, Lucius took Walker to a mutated leech nest near the parking lot.

"That's where we found those mushrooms." Walker pointed to the broken cement pipe not far ahead.

"It's a good thing you didn't go in."

Lucius patted Walker on the shoulder.

"Let's go."

"It's not our goal today."

I heard that leeches can be used as medicine, but I don't know if mutated leeches can be used.

The two carefully avoided the nest of mutant leeches, avoided the lush vegetation and concrete ruins, and walked in the sun as much as possible.

Walked a little way east.

Looking at the viaducts and residential buildings ahead, Walker who was following Lucius couldn't help asking.

"Aren't we going hunting?"

"Yes."

"Then why are you getting farther and farther away from the forest?"

"The forest is ahead."

"?"

Lucius didn't explain much, and silently took off the iron-pipe rifle on his back, pushed the bullet into the barrel, and his aura changed.

Not far away, is a broken viaduct bridge.

On the concrete load-bearing pillars covered with moss, the traces of time are hidden by the shadows of green plants.

The rat, the size of a washbasin, licked the muddy water in the sewer pit, and when it found the two uninvited guests, it quickly ran to the grass on one side.

Walker raised his head, his pupils dilated slightly, and they were imprinted with a shocking color.

Behind the broken viaduct, there are tall buildings covered with vines and moss. Thick roots broke through the cracked concrete ground, and tree trunks rose up in the middle of the road, overturning the cars and bus stops that had long been turned into iron slag.

In this green hell, life is full of life, but there is also a murderous intent to devour everything.

The world in my eyes is so shocking, every frame is like a post-apocalyptic artwork, so that Walker even forgot that this is the 'game world'.

And at this moment, he finally understood the meaning of Lucius's words.

Here is the real forest...

"Be careful from here on."

Lucius opened the safety of the iron-pipe rifle while talking, and explored step by step.

Although this can only be regarded as the northern outskirts of Spring City, far from the core urban area, it still has to not relax its vigilance.

High-rise residences, sewers, three-dimensional gardens, parking lots, drone hives, CNC planting towers, maglev stations and behind every window...

All man-made wonders, after being abandoned by civilization, have become natural greenhouses and seedbeds. After the nuclear war, there was indeed a long cold winter on this land, but it only lasted less than half a century.

The forces of nature turned everything around.

The first to fall was the high-rise building. The moss started along the backlit surface, eroded upwards, and eventually covered its entire body. And those non-tall buildings were not spared.

In those years of human decline, it only needed a few downpours and a sweltering summer to turn this place into a paradise for fungi and angiosperms to grow wildly.

They provide abundant food for wild animals.

After the city's drainage system was paralyzed, the fresh water resources in the urban area were even more abundant than the nearby Lonia Lake.

Wild animals and out-of-control poultry began to migrate from forests, lakesides, and farms to cities with more comfortable living environments, and evolved into vicious and bloodthirsty mutants under the triple effects of radioactive substances, genetic weapons, and time.

They are collectively referred to as heterogeneous!

Certainly……

The danger here is much more than that.

Walking carefully along the side of No. 76 Street for a while, the surroundings were quiet, and when Walker was thinking about where all the alien species had gone, Lucius's voice came from beside him.

"There is a situation."

In front of a scrapped car, Lucius suddenly stopped.

Walker immediately came back to his senses, stopped and looked around nervously, but saw nothing.

"What happened?"

Lucius looked solemn.

"There are traces of survivors' activities."

"Other survivors?!" Walker was stunned for a moment, imitating Lucius and lowering his voice, but couldn't hide the excitement in his tone, "Are they the aborigines of the wasteland?"

Finally got to meet other NPCs!

He has been waiting for this moment for a long time!

Lucius glanced at him and knew what he was thinking.

"You don't have to be so excited, this is not something to be happy about."

"Why?"

"Because in this kind of place, strangers are more dangerous than aliens."

Without explaining to him, Lucius squatted down and found a string of soda cans strung with wire behind the discarded wheels.

The aluminum can was broken outwards. From the fracture, it looked like something had been fried, and the residual smell of rotten eggs could still be vaguely smelled.

"Gunpowder with an excess of sulphur, and thumbtacks and flakes of iron..."

Lucius frowned.

Mutant?

Or predators?

Ordinary survivors will not deploy tripwire mines near settlements. This kind of thing is difficult to hurt the alien species with a keen sense of smell, in other words, it is against people.

Judging from the residual smell, the explosion time should be short, at most five hours or even less.

Lucius turned around and asked.

"When you came out of the ground, did you hear the explosion coming from the east?"

Walker shook his head nervously.

"No."

"Wait for me here."

Looking at Lucius who put down the can and got up, Walker asked nervously.

"What are you going to do?"

"Investigate the situation ahead."

"I can go with you—"

"You, stay here."

Walker wanted to persevere, but met Lucius's eyes, choked on the words on his lips, and finally nodded slowly.

The coercion from the authority dog ​​made him feel that the man in front of him was not flirting with him, maybe he would really be kicked off the assembly line...

Instruct Walker to hide beside the old car.

Lucius put away the gun, pulled out the sharpened steel pipe from his back, and slipped quickly into the building on the side of the street with a short body.

Although when he came out, he did intend to use this player as a bait, but the situation is different now.

On the opposite side are other survivors, and they are likely to be predators or mutant tribes. The bait has lost its meaning, and will instead scare the snake away.

Lucius looked dignified, holding the steel pipe tightly in his hand. The straight-line distance from Wetland Park is at most 1 kilometer, which is too close to Shelter No.404!

Especially now that the players are engaged in heavy production, even if the smoke and sound produced are partly blocked by plants and concrete barriers, they will be discovered by the people here sooner or later.

Keeping these dangers is always a hidden danger.

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Lucius was ready to kill.

Once he judges that the opponent may pose a threat, he will strike first without hesitation.

In the ten-storey building along the street, the safety passage is very narrow, and the small space is covered with moss. But fortunately, there are no particularly dangerous xenomorphs here.

On the fifth floor or so, there were a few fat mutated mice, who probably felt that they were 'A lot of rats' and grinned at Lucius recklessly.

If they were running away with their backs turned, they must have rushed up in a swarm, but they were not afraid of this uninvited guest at all, which made them dare not act rashly because of their timid nature, and only dared to make tentative gestures to pounce, baring their teeth sharply.

It has long been no surprise.

Lucius didn't say a word, he directly moved forward with the tube, aimed at the nearest mutant mouse, and immediately killed one.

Seeing that this guy was so fierce, the rats immediately ran away like birds and beasts, got into the entrance of the floor, and disappeared in the shadows.

"It doesn't look like a rat's nest. They should be around ten or twenty..."

A little more, and these guys will be hard to deal with.

Groups of mutated rats would be troublesome even for heavily armed mercenaries, let alone me who only had an iron barrel rifle.

Lucius heaved a sigh of relief, shook the pointed steel pipe, and threw off the fat mouse and the blood that had been impaled to death.

Go directly to the top floor of the tenth floor.

Lucius used the steel pipe in his hand as a crowbar to pry open the rusted door panel and enter the roof.

It was very windy on the roof.

He walked to the side of the rusted water tank and looked towards the east community. What he saw really confirmed his guess.

I saw a wooden camp standing in the open space in the middle of the concrete building, with rags and construction waste blocking the view of the outside world.

Survivor strongholds on the wasteland can be roughly divided into two categories, one is to live directly in the houses that did not collapse before the war, and the other is to start a new stove on the ruins or open space, depending on the surrounding conditions.

Raiders living in urban areas usually lived in buildings, and rarely built such primitive dwellings and fortifications.

Only mutants with an average height of two meters and a weight of more than 300 kilograms would build this kind of wooden shack when they obviously had a ready-made house to use.

The wooden stakes at the gate of the camp were sharpened, like the fangs of wild animals, with a few severed corpses scattered on them, and dried blood on the ground.

They can eat anything.

Not just fungi, but also the fruits of plants, and even the meat of mutated flies, mice, and cockroaches.

Of course, their favorite food is still the same kind——Two-legged people.

Looking along both sides of the street, Lucius saw a mutant sentinel carrying a metal longbow on the roof of a shop along the street at the end of No. 76 Street.

The green skin is very much like the orcs in fantasy movies, but in fact they are as strong, savage, rude and bloodthirsty as orcs.

The two-meter height and gnarled muscles are covered with armor made of metal garbage, and even 'half the price of the second root' can be seen on the billboard used as a breastplate.

The two outturned steel bars on the shoulders are even the faucet directly removed from the bicycle-this thing is very effective in dealing with chopping and blunt weapon damage, and can jam a chainsaw or an axe.

It can be said to be quite cyberpunk.

If Lucius and Walker had continued to move forward just now, they would have been ambushed by that mutant sentinel at most at the intersection!

I was faintly afraid in my heart.

Lucius's Adam's apple twitched slightly, shifted his gaze, and continued to look at the mutant camp in the east community.

Due to too many obstacles, he couldn't see how many people were inside. He could only roughly judge from the size of the camp based on experience that the number of mutants should be between twenty and thirty.

"Small mutant colony..."

Lucius's expression gradually became serious. These guys are not easy to mess with!

Almost at the same time, a light blue system pop-up window appeared in his field of vision.

【 Mission: Destroy the mutant tribe on 76th Street

Type: branch line

Reward: 200 reward points 】

Huh? Can the mission be triggered outside the shelter? !

Lucius was taken aback for a moment, and immediately tried to breathe out the system, but there was no response.

The light blue task pop-up window dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

It seems that the system can only be opened near the shelter, but the mission can be triggered anywhere outside the shelter?

But……

These two hundred bonus points are a bit awesome.

Without hesitation.

Lucius immediately put away his weapon, turned around and went downstairs, and quickly left the area with Walker in a daze.

That's a 200 point reward!

The branch line that summoned 100 players was only given 100 points, but this reward was given to 200 points. Obviously, this task is not so easy to complete.

Maybe there is a big hole hidden inside!

Lucius is not stupid. He wouldn't fall for such an obvious trick.

"My lord manager, what did you see?" Seeing Lucius who finally stopped, Walker, who was out of breath, put his hands on his knees to rest, and couldn't help asking.

Lucius, who stood still and rested, answered casually.

"It's a camp for mutants."

"Then we... just leave like this?"

"Otherwise, fight with them? If you lose, you will be thrown into the frying pan?" Lucius glanced at him, "Think about it, we only have one gun."

Even only one person can fight.

Walker shut his mouth and did not speak.

He didn't turn his head around just now, he only thought of the mutants as the NPCs of this game, now that the manager said so, the mutants should be hostile forces?

And eat people...

Secretly recorded this information, Walker planned to share it with other players after returning home.

"It's not a good idea to provoke those beasts now. We need to be more fully prepared and concentrate on giving them to the car, once and for all."

Lucius who walked away cursed.

"It's so unlucky... The camp of mutants is actually on 76th Street, directly opposite the east gate of the park."

"In any case, we have to be careful!"

...

The original hunting route can only be deviated!

Lucius took Walker around No. 76 Street, walked north along the overpass for about a mile, and found an abandoned construction site.

The area of ​​the construction site is very large, and it should be a real estate that has just started construction. One of the buildings has reached the seventeenth or eighteenth floor, and the other large pits should be the foundation being dug.

Most of the equipment used in the construction has been scrapped, and the crane tower even fell on the unfinished building, forming a slope.

It can be seen that the quality of this house is still good.

Even the hanging tower was knocked down by the shock wave of the nuclear explosion, but the concrete building was only smashed with a gap, and the main structure was not even damaged.

The steel stacked on the construction site has corroded, and the cement in the bags has also deteriorated due to hydration and cannot be used anymore.

However, what is surprising is that Lucius found a large number of unused blue-gray stones here!

Lucius recognized it at a glance. This thing was limestone. The main ingredient should be calcium carbonate, which can be used as a raw material for firing cement.

"Good stuff!"

Lucius was overjoyed in his heart, pulled out the map, and made a mark on it.

If all these limestones are smelted into cement, it will not be a problem to build two buildings.

As long as Bunny unlocks the technology of firing calcium carbonate cement, they won't need to worry about the raw materials of cement for a long time to come!

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