Chapter 57 The Arrival of the Hunters "Clap!"
In a confined space with only one person, there is no doubt that any sound is quite obvious. Suddenly hearing an inexplicable sound, Wu He, who had originally planned to take a rest, suddenly became vigilant.
However, Wu He's warning did not stop the strange sound, and even intensified it. A series of "snap" and "rustling" sounds suddenly sounded in this place.
"Is it a human?! Or a pole-devouring beast?!"
During this half month, although Wu He had not left the underground laboratory to search for supplies due to his strength, the situation in the outside world had naturally been surveyed by Wu He when he was at Mi Tian Gong.
Although it is true that there were no such things as polar beasts and spinal cords on the earth before hibernation, in the world 60 years after his hibernation, these are as real as the one-piece! ! !
This is indeed the world of spirit cages...
At the same time, Wu He was also sure that in the state of having no thoughts, no thoughts, no inner demons and no desires, the pole-devouring beast and the spine Gu would really not be able to detect him, just like cold-blooded animals are invisible under infrared light, even if Wu He swayed back and forth against them. , as long as Wu He doesn't block their way, they don't bother to pay attention.
Of course, what Wu He saw was an apparently mass-produced beast with six legs, a high bulge on its back, a retractable head like a turtle in the ocean, and a dozen symmetrical tentacles on its neck.
Wu He guessed that it should be the model worker who basically appears in the spiritual cage whenever the pole-devouring beast appears. The snake dog that is beaten every day is the so-called metamorphic pole-devouring beast I.
But aren't those guys wandering around the pile of flesh and soil outside the shelter?Why did you enter the shelter above...
With alarm bells ringing in his heart, Wu He carefully walked to the door of the laboratory, opened a crack in the door, and observed the outside world through the mirror reflection device he had previously arranged.
But after watching for a while, he was shocked to find that what was reflected in the meeting outside was not the black combat uniform of the ugly figure on the set.
And without the sound insulation of the door, in addition to some sounds extending from the solid body, Wu He could also vaguely hear a faint sound.
The sound was intermittent and Wu He couldn't hear it clearly. It might be the result of the echo offset caused by the distance and the twists and turns of the corridor. Wu He could vaguely hear the words of human language in it.
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
"Be careful, don't make too much noise, I..."
……
Although the sounds were intermittent and obviously Wu He was still very surprised.
This is really what he thought of. Wu He was originally thinking of being short of supplies, but now it's coming? ……
The view comes to the other side...
"Please pay attention to me. These are the materials of the lighthouse. If there is any damage due to your carelessness, all losses will be counted in your contribution points."
He looked at a dustman who accidentally bumped into an old metal door frame that was in disrepair while transporting supplies and made a lot of noise. He had a short hair, a gray face and a faint sour smell all over his body. The other one was wearing a bulletproof helmet. Wearing a tactical combat uniform, tight-fitting skin care that covered his whole body 360 degrees, and even his eyes were tightly covered by black goggles, the hunter turned his head with a gun in his hand and spoke unceremoniously. The commoner raised his gun and scolded the slender-headed man.
In response to this, the gray-faced Chenmin was a little angry, especially when he saw the so-called Shangmin suppressing his voice to prevent it from going too far, but with a fierce look. He opened his mouth to say something bad, but After he really opened his mouth, everything changed. He remained silent and whispered:
"Yes, yes, understand!"
Earthlings are one of the classes in the system run by the Lighthouse, one of the last remaining human refuges after the disaster in the spirit cage status is equivalent to that of a slave in a slave society, but the rights are even worse. Not only do they not have the right to control their own life, but they are also completely deprived of the right to reproduce.
For slave owners, education tells them that slaves give birth to new slaves or slaves of the slave owner, which increases the slave owner's Shangmin, being surrounded by education tells them that the dustmen who help them do the dirty work are excrement-making machines. The more people die, the better, and they can also save materials for the lighthouse.
Therefore, for a slave, talking back may result in a beating, but for a commoner, talking back may lead to death... Therefore, although I feel unwilling to do so, if I don't want to die, it is better to be more submissive...
The situation here is naturally obviously different because of the rear decoration. Compared with the previous "supervisor", the Shangmin has a higher status. The strong man holding a gun like a president visiting a factory shook his head helplessly.
The man's name is Mark, and he is the commander-in-chief of the Lighthouse Hunters.
For this post-apocalyptic world that is occupied by Mana ecology and has almost no soil for ordinary human survival, hunters are equivalent to a combination of the army and the production brigade, and are the cornerstone of the lighthouse's survival.
They are the source of food, energy, medicine, and various supplies in the lighthouse, and they are also the strongest force in the lighthouse.
If Hunter Commander Mark wanted to, he could directly seize the power of the entire lighthouse with a wave of his arms and wear a yellow robe.
But in the end of the world, there are only a little over [-] human beings left in total. Survival is a problem. How many idiots would it take to think about internal consumption of resources in order to fight for power and profit? Even consumables are the only surviving armed forces of human beings. Say yes Charles...
The fact that Shangmin looks down on Chenmin is basically a regional characteristic, and Mark is used to this kind of thing.
Although Mark also feels that this system is not good, since it is a system formulated by the old city lord of the lighthouse who has high morals and has led the lighthouse through many difficulties, as one of the beneficiaries of the system, he can't say anything. Lead by example to reduce the discrimination of hunters against ordinary people.
However, the appeal of three or five people is obviously not greater than the collective discrimination of thousands of people in the lighthouse. Therefore, Mark's behavior cannot be said to be ineffective, it can only be said to have little effect.
Even the hunters have made plans. They often go to the ground and walk on the tip of the knife. Some of them have even been saved by ordinary people. Except for a few die-hards, they are basically relatively enlightened.
Those otherworldly guys at the lighthouse are the most powerful in their discrimination against ordinary people...
Shaking his head, if it was just a verbal reprimand, Mark would not stop him. He looked up at the layout of the shelter, then reached out and took out a walkie-talkie, put it to his mouth and said:
"Except for the energy, medicines and supplies in the warehouse, take everything else you can take with you, and be careful to stay away from meat and soil."
Although there is not much meat and soil in the shelter, it is not without and soil will give birth to spinegu, which is a monster that mutates from the original human spine.
The formed spine Gu sometimes does not necessarily come out of the fleshy soil, but may also be hidden a lot of the meat and soil is in a damaged state, the spine Gu may have crawled out.
The body of the spinal cord is very hard and its movements are very flexible. Even if there are only one or two, it may secrete scarlet pigment and cause people to suffer from a kind of scarlet disease that makes people fall into hallucinations and madness. If a battle breaks out, the team will not be affected at all. It will also cause quite a stir...
Mark naturally received feedback from his own team members, and the entire team sped up a lot accordingly.
Seeing this, Mark nodded with satisfaction. He lowered his head slightly and saw his adjutant, childhood sweetheart and assistant, the silver-short-haired girl Ran Bing, who seemed to have noticed what was written. She frowned slightly and looked at one place, twitching her nose slightly. He also frowned and raised his head, then lowered his body slightly and said in a low voice:
"Did you discover something?! Is it a pole-devouring beast? Or a spinegu?"
In response to this, Ran Bing shook his head with a serious face, his tone was uncertain, but his face was very sure:
"It smells so bad, it seems like someone farted..."
mark:"……"
Several hunters became alert when they heard Mark and Ran Bing's movements: "..."
(End of this chapter)