Boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion from afar.
The motorcycle suddenly soared into the air. The moment it rushed towards the Predator group, it wanted to fly past them, but it was hit by an invisible force. With a boom, the entire motorcycle, along with the people on it, exploded into pieces and directly exploded.
"I knew it," Garon muttered as he stood on the wall and looked at the flames from afar.
Soon, East Perrin and Malone caught up. They did not say anything when they saw the flames. Only a haze was reflected in their eyes.
"We've been surrounded. These hunters are just waiting for time to digest the people in other places. We're no different from livestock in captivity," Garon sneered. "That guy still wants to escape. He's just looking for death."
Malone and East Perrin did not say anything. There was only dead silence.
The people who were still making a ruckus went silent. Everyone knew that Caster had failed completely. Their hope seemed to have been cut off. Caster used the Mech's power furnace as an engine to drive the motorcycle. He could not escape at such a high speed. This result made them feel relieved but it also made them feel disappointed.
Garon turned around and saw that East Perrin still had no reaction. She looked a little dazed. He sneered.
"Go down and keep an eye on the people below. Be careful of them giving up on themselves and increasing their radiation level! It's not the first time they've tried to avoid death by increasing their radiation level. "
East Perrin still had not completely recovered. Not only did the betrayal of her assistant for many years hit her hard, but she was also exhausted and did not know what to do.
Slap!
Garon slapped her hard on the butt.
"Go!"
East Perrin woke up and stared at Garon angrily.
"You're asking for a beating!"
"You can't beat me anyway," Garon said casually.
East Perrin saw that Garon did not look like he was waiting for death. She could not help but have the thought of living again. She quickly went down and kept an eye on the people below. Although the people of Leo City were relatively united, since Caster had set a precedent, there might be a second Caster or a third Caster.
Malone also took a deep look at Garon. Even he could not think of any way to escape in such a situation. However, this young man's eyes did not reveal the despair of waiting for death, but tenacity.
He turned around and followed East Perrin down the stairs.
At this time, even if Garon's origin was unknown, he could not escape in this crisis. Even if he had other ideas, it did not matter. If he did not succeed, he would die.
Other than believing in Garon, there seemed to be no other way.
They couldn't even find enough explosives to take him down with them. There weren't any explosives in the town.
Garon watched as the two of them left. Soon, two people came up, a man and a woman. They were both well-built and powerful, and they stood in front of Garon.
"Uncle Malone asked us to assist you. Just tell us what you need!" the man said loudly.
Garon nodded.
"Now, only one-third of the people are on guard. The rest go down and have a good rest. Two shifts won't be able to make it through," he immediately ordered. These two people were his first step in taking control of the town.
However, he did not care even if the whole town was under his control. What was the use of a town with at most thirty to forty people?
"Okay," the man went to pass the order to Malone.
Garon looked at the remaining strong woman.
"Go and gather all the high radiation food in the town. I want to use it."
"Understood!"
The woman nodded.
"Once you're done, report to the leader, East Perrin. I'll go and rest first. Oh yeah, send me some food, "Garon ordered casually.
The woman struggled for a while and went down reluctantly.
Garon also looked into the distance. According to the law of nature, the predators would not attack at night. He was relieved and went down. The ten people on the wall were enough to defend and investigate.
Without waiting for anyone to greet him, he asked East Perrin to arrange a room for him to rest.
After eating a plate of mushy food that was similar to mashed potatoes and filling his stomach, he closed the door so that no one could come in and disturb him. He also began to hold the Energy Machinist key on his body and his consciousness slowly sank into it.
He could feel that the key was constantly releasing subtle waves. These waves were constantly shooting towards the top of his head. This seemed to be the function of the black box that Celine mentioned. It was constantly sending out positioning signals.
"I don't know how long it will take to get Mila Cells …" Garon sighed. If it was not necessary, he did not want to use the uncontrollable Distorted Seed. The best way was that the biochemical pool itself was controllable. With the enhancement of the Distorted Seed, he might be able to perfectly control it to form strength. He had read about the related techniques in the Energy Machinist's training method records and could theoretically achieve it after some calculations.
"I should go and find an Energy Machinist Imprint first. Otherwise, I can't even create the lowest level cannon fodder. Without an imprint, it would be a huge project to design a cannon fodder creature independently. It would at least require a large quantum computer to calculate continuously for three months, and this is the lowest level. An Energy Machinist's calculation power is much stronger than a quantum computer in terms of biochemical models. "
The Energy Machinist Imprint was a pre-made biochemical model. As long as there were materials, the biochemical pool could be used to process cannon fodder creatures according to the model. There was no need for additional calculations. The Energy Machinist Imprint's calculation power was mainly used to assist the Energy Machinist in other aspects. For example, the calculation of the experiment bench. Therefore, the pre-made model in the imprint was equivalent to a mold. The materials were mixed and filled in to cultivate a cannon fodder. The efficiency was very high.
Some popular Energy Machinist Imprints had been improved and optimized many times by many Energy Machinists. Compared to the new cannon fodder designed by oneself, it had reached a very good level in all aspects, whether it was the saving of materials or the power function, or the speed, durability, and structural stability.
Therefore, no matter which Energy Machinist it was, unless it was the kind of Energy Machinist who did laboratory research all day in the Alliance of Energy Machinists, the rest would buy the Energy Machinist Imprint they needed and develop further on this foundation.
It could be said that every powerful Energy Machinist was a biochemist, biologist, and geneticist.
The pleasant mechanical female voice sounded again.
'Please select a trading point to enter.'
Garon once again entered the rainbow-like cylindrical passage. In front of him, a translucent panel appeared, showing the nearest trading points around him that could be entered.
Garon saw that the place where he was was was a clear red dot, and there were a total of three points around him to choose from. Two of the points were brighter, and the last one was a little dim, as if it would be extinguished at any time.
He tried to connect his consciousness to the brightest point.
'Jasper Workshop: This point is a private space. The owner is Energy Machinist Hassan Jasper. You need to pay a permission fee of one crystal to enter.' The female voice explained.
Garon smiled bitterly as he looked at himself. He used his hand to feel around his body and quickly found the black key. It clearly showed his current assets, and his total assets were 0.
'You don't have enough crystals. Please come back after replenishing.'
The mechanical female voice sounded again.
Garon tried another point, and it also required one crystal to enter. There were no free public trading points around him at the moment. In fact, he wanted to enter the free public trading points that he went to the previous two times. Unfortunately, those points did not have a fixed time, and would only open randomly once every once in a while.
Finally, he tried the third point, the one that was about to be extinguished.
'Ke's Biochemical Shop: This shop is a private space. The owner is anonymous and can be entered by anyone. The cost is free.'
"Fortunately, there's one that can enter." Garon breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, he really did not know how to get the Energy Machinist Imprint. The Energy Machinist Imprint was actually an extremely precise and complicated construction of Willpower. In fact, it was equivalent to using the Energy Machinist's Willpower as the main material, and adding in some other things to build a high-intensity precision computer calculator. It was the process of achieving a qualitative change.
Perhaps some people would think that it was just a simple change in Willpower, and there should not be any big changes.
However, the original computer was actually just a combination of metal and various other materials to make components, and then assembled. If there was no structural assembly, the computer would just be a pile of raw materials separately, and it would be meaningless.
After choosing the entry point, Garon instantly felt that his body seemed to be speeding up. Soon, he flew forward in the colorful passage for a distance, and finally an exit appeared in front of him.
The exit that was glowing faintly was not as glaring as last time.
Just as he rushed out, Garon landed lightly on the ground and began to look around the environment.
It was an empty grayish-brown wooden hut, and it seemed to be the layout of a shop. Dim lights hung on the walls, and the yellow light shone down, giving a sense of peace and gentleness.
The counter was L-shaped, but there was not much to see behind the glass. The shop was the size of a small basketball court, but there were only three customers including Garon. In front of him, there was a customer who was talking to a little girl behind the counter, but it seemed that they did not reach a consensus. The customer shook his head, turned around, and slowly faded away, obviously leaving this point completely.
The red-haired little girl behind the counter pulled her ponytail, and there seemed to be some frustration on her oval face that was not considered pretty. She was wearing a light brown shop assistant apron, and her body was slender. She seemed to have developed well, with a slim waist and full breasts.
The other customer seemed to be just looking, and did not seem to have any intention of buying. The whole shop gave off a very cold feeling.
Garon walked a few steps over, and saw that there were a few certificates that seemed to be the awards of competitions hanging on the wall by the side. They were mounted in wooden frames and hung on the wall. There was also a very large silver bull's head, with two very sharp horns.
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