There was a saying that Chung Shen-soo felt made sense.
The most ancient human language was body language.
Even though they could not speak the same language, he was successfully accepted into the moving steel fortress by using gestures and bribery.
The price he paid was the eyeballs he obtained from the tentacle beetle.
Moreover, even though he had lost most of his abilities, he was still a fast learner.
In just one day, he could communicate fluently in the local language and read and write.
Of course, this was because Chung Shen-soo was talented, and he had also spent a few Tenxiu Points …
At this moment, Chung Shen-soo climbed out of the narrow cabin, followed the hot surface, and climbed all the way up to the vent.
No matter how big the steel fortress was, the living quarters were still very closed, and the ventilation was not good.
Therefore, many scavengers preferred to stay outside when they had nothing to do.
"Li Wei!"
He came to a fort, sat on the barrel of a main cannon with a diameter of 410 millimeters, and started to take a spin.
At this moment, he heard a greeting.
Accompanied by the sound of the wind, a nimble figure shot out a claw from her wrist and grabbed the cannon barrel. Then, she flew over like a swing and landed steadily on the fort.
She had long chestnut-colored hair, a beautiful figure, and was full of explosive power, like a female leopard.
"Hello, Zola!"
Chung Shen-soo greeted her with a smile.
Zola and everyone else in this convoy were scavengers from the "Sky City."
In their words, the City in the Sky was the most perfect and safe city, and it was almost self-sufficient.
Occasionally, they still lacked some rare, precious, and specific resources. They had to search the wastelands and the ruins of the city.
This was the scavenging team's job!
Mm, by the way, Zhong Shenxiu had named their language 'punk'. This was because at the beginning of their communication, the word 'punk' was the most common word they used.
It meant "chariot, steel, and power!"
"How do you feel?"
Zora smiled and said, "You're very lucky. Sky City has recently been lacking a batch of labor, so we're taking you in. Otherwise, even if you take out a low-rank Servant-level organ, we won't take you in."
"Yes, yes …"
Chung Shen-soo replied. Suddenly, he saw Zola take out a syringe from her bag, and his face turned bitter. "Again?"
"As a nomad on the plains, I really don't know how you survived until now. Although you killed tentacle beetles, without the protection of the goggles, you're already contaminated …"
Zola shook the metallic syringe in her hand and stared at him flirtatiously. "This is a precious' blood serum 'that can effectively heal your injuries … Otherwise, you'll mutate sooner or later. You'll become either mentally contaminated or deformed!"
Chung Shen-soo remembered how disgusted he was back then. Now, he had to do as the Romans do. and received another syringe.
Seeing the unknown blood being injected into his body, he suddenly felt much better.
The so-called contamination should be formed by continuous accumulation … Mentally contaminated. Does it correspond to vengeful spirits? And deformed flesh and blood are all kinds of disgusting flesh and blood monsters.
"Zola, tell me about history …"
Lying on the huge cannon and looking at the autumn sky, he suddenly spoke.
"I've never passed history …"
Zola sat next to Chung Shen-soo and swung her legs back and forth. "Anyway, two hundred years ago … the world suddenly changed. A lot of monsters appeared, many people died, and many cities became ruins. Some survivors built the Sky City … Yes, that's it."
"That's really simple …"
Chung Shen-soo rolled his eyes.
Suddenly, a signal flare was shot into the sky.
"Alert!"
Zola's expression suddenly became vigilant and dangerous. She said to Chung Shen-soo, "There's a low-level dependent monster. You're not a combatant. Hide in the cabin and don't come out!"
Chung Shen-soo was not surprised. On this plain, there were all kinds of monsters.
Of course, most of them were deformed flesh and blood, so they were easily restrained by this iron chariot.
After all, the main cannon on the huge multi-turreted behemoth was comparable to a battlecruiser!
Even if it was just a secondary cannon, one shot would turn half of a football field into scorched earth.
If it encountered a single monster that was not strong, the fortress would directly crush it, using its own heavy armor and weight to crush the opponent into meat paste.
More dangerous targets would be cleared with heavy cannons in advance.
When Chung Shen-soo came here, the phrase he heard the most from the chariot was — giant cannons are justice, and caliber is truth!
'This mobile fortress with multiple turrets, and of course, the Mountainous Tank II that they speak of, are only afraid of the few overlord-class individuals and the large-scale migration of mutants on this plain …'
He quickly got out of the chariot. When he was about to completely disappear inside, he suddenly turned his head.
With the last bit of his vision, he saw a greenish-black giant over six meters tall with pus flowing all over its body.
Boom!
The next moment, he heard the roar of the turret.
The terrifying cannon directly bombarded the giant, causing its entire body to explode into countless pieces of flesh and blood that splattered everywhere. Even a large area of the ground was charred black, and a deep pit was blasted out.
"What a powerful war machine … Exquisite and heavy at the same time … Although it has such powerful firepower, it doesn't seem to be able to stop at will, because it takes hours to start the boiler and preheat it … That's why when I wanted to hitch a ride last time, it directly drove over …"
With some inner criticism, Chung Shen-soo crawled through the narrow and blocked passage filled with steam pipes.
This passage was indeed quite narrow. Occasionally, when they encountered people coming from the opposite side, both of them had to turn sideways in order to pass through smoothly.
Beep beep!
Beep beep!
When Chung Shen-soo heard the whistle, he felt that the monsters outside had already been eliminated, and the chariot's advance did not have the slightest intention of stopping.
He thought about it, and crawled into a rather spacious space. This was the canteen inside the chariot. Of course, it could not accommodate many people eating at the same time, and was more like a place to collect food.
Most of the members who came here only took their canned food that had been heated by steam from the window, and then retreated into their own cabins to eat in silence.
Only those who spent a large amount of money to buy alcohol and other luxuries could sit at one or two metal tables. Perhaps they could even get the canteen manager, Old Jack, to send them two pieces of roasted beetle meat.
Chung Shen-soo was still a pauper at the moment. He took his two canned food, returned to his own cabin, and pulled up the small door of the barbed wire.
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