While talking, the three of them stored the two Heavenly Fire Thunderous Strike Rings into their backpacks. Then, they collected the bubbles that contained the magical equipment, the scraps of the metal shells, and even the parachutes and ropes. In the Land of Sins, assets were scarce. Those items had their own uses and could not be wasted at all.
It was not until there was not a single scrap of the metal shells left on the ground that they restarted the shuttle and drove toward the Village of Peace that was established by dozens of iron-shelled warships.
Along the way, the villagers who were collecting supplies were not robbing like a swarm of bees. Instead, they were doing their jobs in an orderly manner. Some were on guard, some were observing, some were dispatching, and some were in charge of counting the supplies that fell from the sky. They were like a well-trained army that obeyed orders.
No wonder the village had been able to survive for decades in the lawless Land of Sins and expand from a few hundred people to thousands of people. Han Te's master, the 'Sky Breaking Hammer', was truly a remarkable person.
Li Yao released vague telepathic thoughts that entangled the villagers like a breeze and sensed their vitality field carefully.
He discovered that the villagers were all strong and vigorous. Their souls were strong, and their spiritual energy was surging like tides. They were all above average experts. Even in the Federation, they would be among the best soldiers.
It did make sense on second thought. The way the angels, or the Immortal Cultivators, treated the sinners was similar to the way they 'raised insects'. Only the strongest 'insects' could survive in the abnormal Land of Sins. Those who were not strong and lucky enough were probably dead a long time ago.
Of course, what the angels granted the sinners were all untested techniques that were highly flawed and dangerous. Li Yao scanned the villagers roughly, and he had already detected a lot of hidden injuries in their limbs and veins. The circulation of spiritual energy was highly unstable, and the odds of mental derangement were twenty times higher than in normal training.
The boat gradually approached the Village of Peace.
Li Yao saw another weird scene. A lot of villagers, mainly the old people, women, and dirty children, were burning incense and praying on the deck. They couldn't have looked more pious.
"They are thanking the angels for their great kindness."
Coloured Glaze said in a low voice. "They are thanking the angels for granting us so many weapons and assets. It perhaps means that the angels are watching over our village and will continue to bless us in the 'Bliss Ceremony' in half a month so that the Village of Peace can prosper even more."
After hearing Coloured Glaze's explanation and seeing that the children and women in ragged clothes were kowtowing on the rusted deck until their heads were bleeding nonstop, Li Yao's soul was even colder.
The three of them drove the shuttle into the parking area between two iron-shelled ships. Climbing up the stairs from a ragged gangway, they happened to run into a group of villagers who were returning from the lake with a full load after salvaging a lot of assets.
Seeing that Han Te and Coloured Glaze had returned, a lot of villagers who were collecting assets greeted them with smiles, and the two of them greeted them back. Despite the chaos and danger outside, the atmosphere inside the village was rather harmonious.
Li Yao saw that the metal boxes that they had collected were either coldly shining new weapons, hideous armor, or spiritual energy refill rods that contained explosive energy. Only a few metal boxes stored highly-compressed synthetic food that looked like gray bricks.
There were more weapons than food. Their intention was obvious. The angels, or the Immortal Cultivators, hoped that the sinners would rob the food with weapons instead of expecting a pie from the sky.
"Let's go. I'll bring Grandpa Yao to meet my master!"
Han Te was so excited that he could not have been more excited after regaining thirty percent of his capability in the past. He immediately wanted to inform his master of the good news and ask 'Grandpa Yao' to investigate his master's situation.
Li Yao, disguised as a common spiritual puppet, followed the two of them while the tracks were squeaking.
But out of his expectation, right then, a malicious shout came from the back of the crowd. "Han Te, wait!"
It turned out to be almost ten young men who were about the same age as Han Te. They were tall and arrogant, and they were all wearing leather armor that was embedded with iron nails. The bottom of their boots was even embedded with a thick layer of iron plates. They squeezed through the villagers blatantly as if nobody was around.
The young man in the lead had a pair of triangular eyes that were too white and an enormous nose that could not be ignored. He licked Coloured Glaze's face with his greedy eyes first before he looked at Han Te in disdain. "I'm told that you are bold enough to explore 'Area A3', which is a high-radiation area where all kinds of mutated beasts abound. Do you really have the courage to go there with your useless appearance right now? You're not bluffing, are you?"
Han Te seemed to hate the young man with the triangular eyes. His neck immediately grew thicker as he said gloomily, "Zhao Chong, I don't think I need to report to you where I'm going to explore!"
The young man named Zhao Chong let out a weird laugh like a crow but ignored Han Te. Instead, he took two steps toward Coloured Glaze, and the pale light in his triangular eyes became even more scorching. He said 'gently', "Coloured Glaze, if you really want to go to the ruined city to find some good stuff back and exchange it for money to treat the village leader's illness, why don't you come with us? Everybody knows that my father is a top explorer in our village. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been appointed as the captain of the exploration team! If you come with us, you'll be safe and have a bountiful harvest. Isn't it dozens of times better than following this piece of garbage? Look at you, you're injured … "
He swallowed and extended his claw-like hand toward Coloured Glaze's abraded arm.
"What are you doing!"
Coloured Glaze shrieked and took two steps back. Looking at the young man's hand that was somewhat deformed due to radiation, her face was full of disgust. "Don't touch me!"
Han Te was also furious. He stood between Zhao Chong and Coloured Glaze and said, "Zhao Chong, don't you go too far!"
"Humph. What I said is the truth. You're just a piece of garbage. Am I wrong?"
Zhao Chong retracted his claw. A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. His triangular eyes rolled twice before he fixed his eyes on Li Yao again.
Li Yao's rusty and unattractive appearance at this moment slightly stunned him at first. Then, he burst into laughter. "Hahahaha, Han Te, is this the treasure you found in Area A3 after three days and three nights? A civil cleaning and maintenance puppet, and it's broken and riddled with holes. Even its tracks are about to fall off. This … this is just garbage!
"Come on, brothers. Let's take a good look at the treasures that Han Te has discovered after all the hardships and dangers. Tsk, tsk, tsk. The shaking mechanical arms, the twisted antennae, and the shaking tracks can be sold for at least a hundred coins on the black market, can't they?
"However, it does match Han Te quite well. A piece of garbage and a piece of garbage. Isn't it perfect for a piece of garbage?"
The ferocious young men all burst into laughter.
Han Te was so angry that dozens of thick veins were bulging out of his forehead. He clenched his fists so hard that they were cracking. Glancing at Li Yao, he was not sure about 'Grandpa Yao's' attitude. Taking a deep breath, he gnashed his teeth and said, "Coloured Glaze, ignore them. Let's go!"
"Wait!"
With the expression of a cat playing with a mouse on his face, Zhao Chong extended his thick arm again and stopped Han Te and Coloured Glaze.
Han Te couldn't have been more infuriated. "Zhao Chong, what do you want exactly? Can't we leave now?"
"Of course you can leave if you want."
Zhao Chong grinned hideously and stared at their backpacks. "However, you must leave what you found just now."
As it turned out, he had seen through the telescope that Han Te and Coloured Glaze had picked up the 'Heavenly Fire Thunderous Strike Rings' on the shore and was coveting the two pieces of magical equipment.
"You should be clear that all the assets falling from the sky must be distributed according to your needs in a fair and reasonable way," Zhao Chong said coldly. "Whoever grabs them first will get them first. Wouldn't that be a mess? This is the rule of our village. The rule was made by your master, Coloured Glaze's father, and the leader of our village who values justice most. What? Are you going to keep it to yourself now? "
"Don't slander us!"
The rules of the Village of Peace suddenly became serious. Blushing, Han Te said, "It's true that there is such a rule in the village, but the rule is only applicable within the range of the lake. If the assets fall to the shore, whoever finds them will have priority to use them as long as they are traded with other assets!"
The two Heavenly Fire Thunderous Strike Rings were both powerful magical equipment of the latest generation. Now that the 'Bliss Ceremony' was around the corner, Han Te was naturally unwilling to trade them away.
"There is indeed such a rule, but how come I saw that the parachute clearly fell into the lake and that you picked it up from the shore?"
Zhao Chong turned around and asked the ferocious young men next to him, "Hey, what do you think? Is that what happened?"
"Yes. We all saw it clearly. That's exactly what happened!"
"It clearly fell into the lake first before you picked it up from the shore!"
"Garbage, this is something that belongs to the village. Hand it over and get the hell out of here!"
The young men were all helping Zhao Chong. Because of the overwhelming number of people, Han Te and Coloured Glaze seemed to be at a loss for words.
"You —"
Han Te was at a loss for words. His face blushed.
"Garbage, don't be so selfish. Even if the best magical equipment is given to you, what can it do? Do you know how to use it? Do you deserve it?"
Zhao Chong continued looking at Han Te with his nostrils and declared arrogantly, "You also know that the 'Bliss Ceremony' is coming in a few days. Only by focusing the best magical equipment on the strongest warriors can we help the village get back more resources. This is all for the good of the village. What else do you have to say for yourself?"
"Exactly. How much longer are you going to nag?"
Li Yao's soul was yawning, too, sending feeble waves directly to Han Te's cerebral cortex. "Come on. Just hurry up and fight. Don't 'garbage' talk to 'garbage'. Such clichés are a waste of everyone's time!"
Han Te was greatly shocked. "Who — who's talking in my head?"
"It's me, 'Grandpa Yao'," Li Yao replied.
"Grandpa Yao, you — you want me to fight him?" Han Te asked.
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