"What's going on? Why hasn't Ivis come back with news of victory?"
Karl leaned on the sofa, frowning and looking dissatisfied.
Lermontov drank the wine from Karl's collection and said nothing.
"Asshole, it's useless. That loser is probably dead."
Karl got up from the sofa, walked to the window, and looked down at the buildings outside.
"Lermontov, I heard that there was an entire team of Lickers in the metropolis of Dolon that was plucked out entirely."
"What does this have to do with us?" Lermontov hated thinking about these things.
"Of course it is related. Our territory Binta Star City is very close to Dolon Metropolis. If a relatively powerful human force is doing these things, it may soon affect us."
Karl silently despised Lermontov, a guy with a brain full of muscles.
"Now we live a very comfortable life in Binta Star City, but we have to prepare for a rainy day, and Binta Star City has too few resources. We have to find ways to occupy more territory."
Karl turned around, held his hands on the window sill, and looked at Lermontov indifferently.
"Lermontov, the town of Ross in the west used to be dispensable to us, but it's different now." Karl's plain voice slowly flowed from his bright red lips.
"Rose Town is right between our Binta Star City and her Chelsea metropolis. If we occupy Rose Town, we can place our spies in advance to be on guard against her. During this period, we can continue to search for X."
Hearing "X", Lermontov's interest was finally aroused, and he raised his head with bright eyes.
"Rose Town? Do you need me to take action?"
"Oh, it's just a small town, no need to make such a fuss."
Karl confirmed Lermontov's thoughts. As expected, this guy cared most about this matter.
But even if I find X, I won't share X with this idiot.
"But in order to avoid accidents, I plan to go there myself." Karl rubbed his fingers on the edge of the window sill, "I always feel that there is something in this small town of Ross. Ivis's two failures have aroused my curiosity. .”
"Are you sure you don't want me to go?" Lermontov was puzzled. In order to avoid accidents, he should send the strongest combat force. He is one level higher than Karl.
"You are so powerful, but in order to win a small town, you are a bit overqualified." Karl smiled faintly, with a strange expression.
Karl turned his head out the window again, looking to the west, and gradually fell into a trance.
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Obscene?
There is something wrong with the state of this wasteland system. Is this wording a bit too subjective?
Fang Cheng expressed strong dissatisfaction with this.
It's only past noon today, the ranking rewards have been collected, and I still have to go out and do some work.
Every moment now is precious, so you have to make full use of it.
After walking out of the bedroom, Fang Cheng called Ives and asked Erica to stay at home as usual.
"Evis, come out with me. We are going to try our luck in the forest."
Ivis asked hesitantly: "When can we come back."
He didn't want to miss the show, which started at 7 p.m.
"We will be back before dark, don't worry."
This forest is quite large. Judging from the map on the communicator, there is the metropolis of Chelsea to the northwest and the small town of Ross to the southeast.
Chelsea Metropolis is the place where the "Mary's Sorrow" incident took place. It is a large city similar in size to the Doron Metropolis we just visited.
Judging from the scale on the map, the size of these two cities is no less than a provincial capital city in their hometown.
However, judging from the current scope of exploration by Fang Cheng, he should be the only one descending in this forest.
According to the information obtained from channel exchanges, the density of random arrivals in urban areas and villages that were once densely populated would be much higher.
It may even happen that there are more than two initial shelters for descendants in one building.
Some people have already recruited Sanctuary allies in the channel in an attempt to build a large-scale gathering place for descendants.
But Fang Cheng was not interested in this.
When there are more people, there will naturally be more troubles. Wouldn't it be nice to be the landowner in this forest?
Fang Cheng took Ivis through the forest.
"Stop." Fang Cheng stopped Ivis's move and motioned for him to hide quietly behind the bushes.
Fang Cheng looked at a familiar creature not far away, but he was extremely excited.
[Level 1 Mutated Sheep-Antlered Deer]
[Oh~ This is not an ordinary sheep-horned deer, this is a female sheep-horned deer. Do you know what this means? It can produce delicious deer milk. The deer milk of the horned deer is much more delicious and nutritious than milk~]
Fang Cheng, who had a large amount of meat in stock, was not focused on killing these mutated creatures to get their meat, but was more concerned about their by-products.
Like the eggs of the mutated pheasant, and the deer milk of this mutated mutton deer.
"Evis, we need to capture this sheep-horned deer alive and unharmed. Remember, it is alive."
Fang Cheng solemnly told Ivis that he was afraid that Ivis would kill this rare ewe-antlered deer.
It's easy to say that Ivis is also a level 2 advanced infected creature, and an R-type infected creature that is famous for its strength. If Ivis accidentally punches him to death, how can he explain it?
"Yes." Ivis pursed his lips and nodded cautiously.
Fang Cheng's suddenly serious attitude made Ives a little nervous.
"I'll go from the left, you from the right, let's outflank it and catch it together." Fang Cheng made a few gestures with his fingers.
Ivis nodded in understanding.
"Go, be careful, don't disturb it."
Fang Cheng took the lead and ran out from the side of the bushes with light movements.
The combat uniform he bought from Yuanzhi Mall is very light and fits well, and can also reduce wind resistance. In addition, Fangcheng controls the foothold of his feet and tries not to step on fallen leaves and branches. This makes Fangcheng go very smoothly and quickly. I got close to the mutant mutated deer that was eating without knowing it.
Eavis's actions were less satisfactory.
There was a slight chirping sound from the other side.
When the mutated sheep-horned deer heard the sound, it immediately raised its head alertly and looked towards Ivis.
"This idiot."
Fang Cheng spat, quickly speeding up his pace, not caring about making any noise, and used his fastest speed to pounce on the sheep-horned deer who was looking at the other side with its back to him.
There was a sound of deer roaring and branches breaking, and Fang Cheng pinched the two relatively short horns of the ewe-antlered deer tightly.
Fang Cheng's movements greatly restricted the movement of the sheep-horned deer, which made it unable to attack Fang Cheng. It could only shake its head desperately in an attempt to break free from Fang Cheng's two pliers-like hands.
"Come here quickly..." Fang Cheng shouted to Ivis, who was still groping around his waist.
When Ives heard Fang Cheng's shout, he found that he had already pinched the deer, and ran over quickly without bothering to sneak around.
"What can we do? Such a big sheep-horned deer cannot be compared to the size of a pheasant."
The two people finally controlled the sheep-horned deer, but the current situation was extremely embarrassing.
