"The enemy has caught up to us! They're really persistent!"
A 'Ji jumped up and said in a quivering voice, "Big Brother Chao, w-what should we do?"
"Don't panic. I think I've thought of something."
Meng Chao stared at the end of the dark underground tunnel and said thoughtfully, "The abnormal beasts were able to set up one or more Deification Capsule pharmacy in Leprosy Village without anyone noticing. They even recruited a large number of desperadoes and assassinated the village chief at the most critical moment. They even nearly assassinated Ms. Mulian. It's impossible for them to have done all this without the help of a mole.
"Since Wild Wolves started taking over Leprosy Village a few years ago, there's a high chance that the mole is a member of Wild Wolves. He might even be the person closest to Wild Wolf.
"In other words, if we can find the mole and let Wild Wolf know that the tentacles of the monster civilization have reached his side, perhaps we can gain his trust and make him feel a sense of danger."
A 'Ji was stunned. "It sounds logical, but how are we going to find the mole?"
"Perhaps we won't even need to find the mole. The mole will jump out on his own."
Meng Chao stared at Su Mulian with an intense gaze and smiled. "After all, we have the most fatal bait for the mole and abnormal beasts!"
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At the center of Leprosy Village was a crossroad known as Slag Street by the villagers.
Inside the dilapidated and dirty buildings on both sides of the road, there were illegal underground weapon processing workshops.
Noise, waste gas, and poisonous fog roared and spread out endlessly over the years.
Even if the Vortex did not create chaos, this place was still like a bizarre hell on earth.
But this hell was the most important source of livelihood for the villagers.
Dragon City lacked resources. Before they gained full victory in the northern offense, they lacked ammunition. All the bullets had to be reloaded, and even if their weapons had around eighty cracks or were even cut in half, they had to be sent back to the furnace to be reforged.
To maximize their power, Dragon Citizens loved carving runic symbols, embedding crystals, and injecting acid and poison into normal bullets and swords.
Embedding crystals and injecting acid and poison into weapons was very dangerous.
After all, bullets and swords were cheap consumables.
Ordinary weapons for ordinary citizens to use had to be minimized in cost. It was impossible for them to be embedded with high-damage but low-pollution top-grade crystal shards.
It could only be embedded with low-grade crystal fragments that contained a variety of impurities, strong radiation, and serious pollution.
It could indeed increase its penetrative power and damage by leaps and bounds, and it could deal severe damage to monsters.
However, the manufacturers would also be corroded by the radiation pollution, and in the long years of production, their precious lives would be burned away.
It was the same principle to smear acid and poison on bullets or cold weapons.
It was useless to just smear the acid and poison extracted from monsters on bullets and blades.
It was impossible for acid and poison to stick to the monster for long. Even if it did, it would damage the strength of the bullet and the blade itself. Even if the bullet hit the monster, it would be difficult for the acid and poison to be released into the monster's body the moment the blade touched the monster's flesh.
For this, it was necessary to mix various chemicals, blend them with acid and poison, and then repeatedly smear them on the weapons.
The process was extremely dangerous.
Many of the chemicals would seep into the human body even if the user wore three layers of gloves and corroded their bones and nervous system, causing the weapon makers to suffer from osteoporosis, nerve pain, immune system failure, and other diseases.
Many of the weapon makers had sallow skin, swollen joints, and lost teeth at a young age. This was because they were affected by chemicals, acid, and poison.
War was always a double-edged sword.
During the process of humans fighting against monsters, they gradually turned into monsters that were beyond recognition. This was a cruel and helpless reality.
Due to the powerful side effects, normal citizens were usually not willing to create and process special weapons with strong acid, poison, and high radiation.
Even if they were poor and had nowhere else to go, they were willing to use their long-term health in exchange for a temporary livelihood.
From the perspective of protecting the environment, the government did not want normal citizens to set up special weapons manufacturing factories that would cause serious pollution in densely populated downtown areas either.
And since Dragon City had been surrounded by fog for a long time, if they set up factories at the fringes of the city or even outside the city, it would be easy for monsters to invade them.
Hence, most of the strong acid, poison, and high radiation weapons in Dragon City were created in the lair, which was already noisy and heavily polluted to begin with.
After the gangs subcontracted and subcontracted, in the end, the orders for the strong acid, poison, and high radiation weapons, or at least the most dangerous parts of the manufacturing process, landed in Leprosy Village's hands.
It was for the survival and advancement of human civilization.
Someone had to make sacrifices.
They had to endure the pain quietly and create special weapons so that all citizens could fight against monsters to the end.
Leprosy Village was originally the descendant of zombie infectees. They were born with all sorts of congenital diseases and deformities, so their average lifespan was much shorter than in the outside world.
Since someone had to make sacrifices, it was the best choice for them to take on this incredibly dangerous but crucial job.
Besides, the resources and space in Dragon City were limited. Everyone had to do their best to survive. Due to various reasons, it was impossible for Leprosy Village to be like the superhumans who had graduated from universities and find decent jobs.
Then, wasn't it a good thing for them to take on special jobs that were within their abilities so that they could support their families?
Perhaps this was what the gangs in the lair thought when they transferred the weapons manufacturing orders to Leprosy Village.
But Leprosy Village's genes had always been unstable, and it was easy for them to turn into all sorts of mutants.
After being exposed to high-radiation, heavily polluted low-grade crystal fragments, acid, poison, and other monster materials for a long period of time, many of the villagers became weaker.
But there was also a small group of villagers who passed through the trials of survival of the fittest and obtained brand new genetic mutations.
They gradually got used to the high-radiation and heavily polluted environment. In fact, they could even absorb surging vitality and fighting strength from the terrible environment, which allowed them to become superhumans in another form.
These superhumans had completely different cultivation methods compared to those in the outside world, but they also had strength and pride. When they gathered together, they formed Wild Wolves.
At this moment, the leader of the Wild Wolves Gang was standing on the rooftop of the largest weapons processing factory in Slag Metal Street. He was looking at the raging flames and the columns of smoke rising into the sky not far away, as well as the sky that was completely covered by the slowly rotating, thick, and sticky dark clouds.
Under his feet was the courtyard in front of the factory. It was filled with angry and murderous Wild Wolves. They were the mutants with the strongest fighting strength who had persevered through the brutal survival game in Leprosy Village over the past few decades and obtained the "prize" in the end.
They were bringing out a large number of highly acidic, poisonous, highly radioactive, and heavily polluted weapons and ammunition from the secret storehouses of the underground weapon factories to arm themselves to the teeth.
Ten years ago, after Wild Wolf took over the management rights of most of the special weapons factories in Leprosy Village, he had secretly kept some of the raw materials for the weapons from the outside world to slowly fill up Leprosy Village's own weapon warehouse.
He also brought a group of strong mutants who could withstand acid, poison, and powerful radiation to train madly. They used the worst environment to gain the most terrifying fighting strength.
He could not explain why he did it.
Perhaps it was because he did not want Leprosy Village to continue being the trash dump at the bottom of Dragon City like it had been in the past. He could only rely on the leftovers that fell through other people's fingers to live an ignoble life.
He did not expect that the special weapons that Leprosy Village had kept after paying a huge price would really be put to use.
His gaze moved from the dark sky to the burning village, then to the fully armed Wild Wolves. Wild Wolf curled up his lips and revealed his sharp canine teeth.
He was just like his name. He had the face of a hungry wolf, but he was really tall and built.
He was over two meters tall and weighed close to two hundred kilograms.
Most of his flesh and blood were compressed together to form bumpy muscles that looked like explosives. His bones were also really tight, and they were as strong as the super alloy used to create motorized armor and heavy sabers. He did not look bloated at all. Instead, he gave off a strong and fierce feeling.
Under the stimulation of anger, the short green hair on his body stood up like steel needles, glowing with a bronze luster. It was as if he had put on a layer of awe-inspiring bronze armor.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Heavy footsteps came from behind him.
Wild Wolf did not even need to turn his head to know that the person who came was his right-hand man, Strong Arm Zhang Tie. He was an industrial worker in a special weapons manufacturing factory, and after years of exposure to high radiation and heavily polluted materials, he had gradually developed a sturdy frame and great strength.
"Wild Wolf, the situation is bad. It's time for you to make a decision. If you continue staying in Leprosy Village, you'll die!"
Zhang Tie's arms were like spiked maces, and his fists were like morningstars. His body was even sturdier than Wild Wolf's, but he was not a boorish man with all brawn and no brains. Instead, he had a lot of basic intelligence.
His eyes shone with a shrewd light. "The fire caused by the explosion seems to have been extinguished, but that's just on the surface!
"In the depths of the ruins, there are still a lot of dangerous spirit energy and chemicals in the countless spirit energy pipes and underground drains. With just a small spark, they can be ignited. In fact, if they've already been ignited, they will explode again at any moment!
"You should know better than me that many of the spirit energy and chemicals only need a small amount of oxygen to burn. During the burning process, they will release thick black smoke and poisonous fog that will devour all of Leprosy Village.
"And after years of irregular operations, there are countless hidden and abandoned drainage pipes under Leprosy Village. All sorts of waste water, liquid residue, and dregs from the creation of weapons and gene medicine are blocked inside. We're basically sitting on fire bombs and explosives. Destruction will descend on us at any moment!"
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