Amidst the mountains in the southwest, in an ancient village.
Groups of people of all ages, women, and children were gathered in the square. They were wearing clothes made of coarse cloth and their faces were flushed red. They were looking curiously at the various Gaussian rifles, mecha parts, nuclear batteries, and other things that were casually placed on the ground.
An old lady was hugging a nuclear battery and said, "This thing is really sturdy. I'll take it home and use it as a table cushion."
"Be careful." A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance said helplessly, "These are all very dangerous weapons."
A village man with dark skin and a strong build laughed and said nonchalantly, "But they were still chased away by the Old Ancestor. Haha, it's useless no matter how many of them come."
"That's right, that's right."
"How can those mortals be a match for the Old Immortal?"
The others also laughed and scolded, as if they did not care about the invading army at all. They only treated the things on the ground as toys.
In fact, the villagers did not fight with the mecha soldiers at all. Therefore, they did not know what these weapons were for. They only understood it based on their own experiences and experiences.
A middle-aged woman picked up the Gaussian rifle on the ground and said, "I'll use this thing to make a fire stick. It's quite sturdy."
There were also people dismantling the mecha at the side. However, they realized that other than the ones that had been broken earlier, they could not take them apart even if they were to use big hammers to smash them continuously.
"Why didn't these guys bring any swords, spears, or clubs? What kind of lousy things are these? All of them are so sturdy."
"Beep!" Suddenly, the communicator rang. Everyone was shocked. They heard a voice coming from the communicator, "Is this the Cheetah Squad? I repeat, is this the Cheetah Squad? Where are you? What the hell happened? "
A young man looked at the communicator with his eyes wide open. He ran over curiously and asked, "What are you? Why are you in this small box?
"Hmm?" The voice on the other end turned cold. This encrypted communicator was built into the mecha. Unless the soldiers died or surrendered, it was impossible for outsiders to get hold of it. He asked sternly, "Who are you? What did you do to the Cheetah Squad? I'm warning you, stop what you're doing immediately. You're endangering national security. I … "
Clap, clap, clap. Hearing his tone, the young man angrily slapped the communicator. The already broken communicator instantly stopped working. Hearing that there was no more sound coming from the communicator, the surrounding people gathered again and began to discuss.
"Little Dong, what are you knocking on the door for? You'll definitely knock the person inside to death."
"Open it quickly. I've never seen a miniature person before."
"Village chief." A little boy picked up a helmet and placed it on his head. "I want this."
The dignified man looked at the people who were dividing the loot and waved his hand helplessly. "Up to you."
"Oh!" Everyone cheered, and even more people rushed over from all directions to see these rare things. As for the shouts from the communicator just now, no one cared.
This was Vexed Village, a hidden village that had been established over a thousand years ago. Over a thousand years, other than a few people who went out to communicate, buy things, and bring back orphans to increase the population, the entire village had been isolated from the rest of the world.
However, it wasn't that they had never been attacked by the government. In fact, because of the special bloodline passed down in Vexed Village, the lifespan and youth of the villagers were longer than ordinary people. Therefore, there were a few times when they attracted the attention of the leaders of the past dynasties and the government.
However, even so, there was a reason why Vexed Village was still able to exist until now.
That was because their inherited bloodline didn't just give them a longer lifespan and youth, it also gave some of them great power.
Unfortunately, as time passed, the bloodline of the villagers of Vexed Village became thinner and thinner. Now, not only were most of the villagers only slightly longer than ordinary people, around 80 to 100 years old, but even among those who had awakened their powers, only an old man was still alive.
This time, the cheetah squad had been ordered to investigate the village, and they had fallen into the hands of that old man.
The village chief shook his head, no longer looking at the villagers who were dividing the loot. Instead, he returned to the great hall in the center of the village. He was still very wary of the cheetah squad, feeling that their weapons, equipment, and members were not simple. He had a bad feeling about this.
The moment he entered the palace, he saw a dark-skinned old man with a round figure lying on the bed. He looked like an old rich man from the countryside. Next to him were a few village girls dressed in silk clothes. They were all beauties selected from Vexed Village.
However, the old man wasn't too licentious. He only had a total of four wives, and the population of Vexed Village wasn't that high. Therefore, although his four wives were considered beautiful in the village, they were just ordinary village girls in the outside world.
At the end of the day, although the old man had strength that far surpassed ordinary people, his knowledge and methods were only at the level of ordinary people.
The village chief asked, "Great-grandfather, those metal lumps have been divided. Do you think those guys will still come?"
"Who cares? I'll just kill as many of them as they come." This old man was already over a hundred years old. When he was young, he had left the village and traveled to a few nearby counties. Then, because he was the last one to awaken his bloodline power, his father asked him to guard the village for the rest of his life.
It could be said that he wasn't very knowledgeable, but it was also because of this that he didn't have many desires. His nature was purer than that of ordinary people, and he valued promises more.
"Great-grandfather, are those guys very powerful?" The village chief continued to ask. This was the first time he had seen his great-grandfather spend so much effort to deal with the other party. Usually, even if they encountered some wolves, bears, tigers, or leopards, they would be killed with just a glance.
"It's a little troublesome." The old man nodded. Thinking of the hidden weapons that were shot out from those metal lumps, he scratched his head and said, "I'm afraid you guys won't be a match for them. Tell Xiao Dong and the others not to go out for the time being. Hide in the village."
The old man had read history and had also been to the nearby counties. He knew that if ordinary people were to rely on their own strength, even if there were an army of 100,000 or 1,000,000 soldiers, they wouldn't be able to do anything to him. However, although he was confident that he would be invincible in the world with his own abilities, the villagers of Vexed Village and his descendants were all just ordinary people.
'I wonder which lousy official did this again. Should I just go out and kill that lousy official or the current Emperor? That way, it wouldn't be so troublesome.' However, after thinking about it, the old man was worried that during this period of time when he was away, another army might come and attack them. Without him, Vexed Village wouldn't be able to protect themselves.
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