Chapter 51 051 Wasteland Punk: Junk Man

Chapter 51 051.Wasteland Punk: Garbage Man

"Humans are not gods. It is normal to make mistakes." Qiu Ran said with a rough expression, she laughed: "By the way, we will arrive at the Sikkim settlement soon."

"Really?" Li Ozi glanced at the mission destination: "Well, it's not far away, so be prepared."

"Are you going to fight with each other directly?" Qiu Ran was a little worried: "Although I know that you and Nomi have great powers, the other party is a desperado after all and is still very dangerous. No matter what, you should ensure your own safety first. You must protect yourself.”

Li Aozi was startled. He glanced at Qiu Ran, who scratched his head a little uncomfortably:

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Li Ozi shrugged: "It seems that no one has expressed concern for me for a long time, which is a bit surprising."

"Is that so? Hehe." Qiu Ran was relieved. She especially liked to laugh, which always made others feel good: "I used to be the eldest in the family, with two younger brothers and a younger sister. Look, When I see you and Nomi, I can't help but feel like my sister."

"not bad."

Li Ozi changed the subject:

"Although it's a bit unaccustomed...but it doesn't feel bad."

"Huh? Really?" Qiu Ran's eyes lit up: "I can actually let you say that, that - I feel quite honored."

"As for that? But that's right. In your eyes, I guess he's a murderer. He doesn't seem to be good at expressing emotions." Li Ozi spread his hands: "I did act a bit too arrogant in the past, and the impact was not very good - in the future He will restrain himself, well, it’s good to start by cherishing life, I won’t kill people casually.”

"Well - actually, it's fine if you admit it frankly. If you just be yourself, it'll be fine."

Even so, Qiu Ran still whispered:

"It should be said that killing people and laughing at the same time is a bit too scary."

"Don't worry, we won't take action immediately. After all, the Sikkim settlement is their territory." Li Aozi explained: "We have to inquire about the situation first, then prepare to rescue people, get back medical equipment, and then evacuate. Try not to stir up trouble."

"Then, I will have my car ready at any time to take you back safely."

Qiu Ran waved her fist. As a non-combatant, she knew her responsibilities very well.

"My driving skills are no worse than Nomi's."

Li Aozi nodded. He lowered his head and looked at his attire: he was still wearing a humane hospital gown, but he was covered with a layer of cotton-padded clothes. This look was incompatible with the outside world.

We are about to enter the Sikkim settlement, and it’s time to change our outfit.

“It’s easier to move around if you blend in with your surroundings.”

Li Ozi clicked on [Game Mall], found the [Fashion] column, and scrolled to the bottom.

Half an hour later, a small mountain appeared in sight. The dark rock mass blocked the wind, snow and dust. Relying on its shelter, a dense group of tin cans appeared between the foot of the mountain and the mountainside. After taking a closer look, I noticed that these messy iron containers had been transformed into tightly-fitted metal houses.

There are no signs or walls. It's like a corner of the kitchen. It's dark and dirty. Feces and bonfires can be seen everywhere. The surface looks empty, except for a few scattered figures lurking in the corners of the street. I don't know what's going on. The deal, nothing else showed the slightest sign of life.

"This is a gathering place for wanderers." Qiu Ran lamented, "It's just like a garbage dump."

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, good morning, is it morning now?"

With sleepy eyes, Nomi kicked Yawen who was standing aside. She put her head in the front seat and glanced at Li Ozi in the passenger seat:

"Hey, the emperor knows how to dress well."

“When you are in the countryside, do as the Romans do.” Li Aozi put on the filter-less respirator mask on his face:

"Qiu Ran, you have a stable personality. Accompany me to explore the situation. Remember to dress up - Nomi, don't get out of the car and keep a close eye on this woman."

"Huh? No fight? It's so boring." Nomi curled her lips and retracted her seat.

"okay."

Their vehicle was on the hard ground near the periphery of the gathering place. They covered the vehicle with a layer of protective and camouflage cloth. Li Aozi turned around and looked at the person who had changed into a dark, thick cotton coat and wrapped his face and hair with a scarf. Qiu Ran, he nodded, wrapped the chain around the back of his hand, pulled down his hood at the same time, and strode into the Sikkim settlement.

For the wanderers here, a pair of uninvited guests came from the outside world.

There is nothing much to say about the woman. She is well-dressed and has a delicate temperament. At first glance, she is a dependent. It's the man's dress that makes people secretly vigilant.

The gray and black filter-less respirator mask is suitable for those with strong skills. Such people would rather sacrifice the breathing experience and ensure flexible movements. It is best not to conflict with him. Failure to fight is secondary. The main problem is that he cannot follow. How fast a person like this can escape.

The hem of the yellow-black coat is just the right length, just enough to block the wind, snow and sand. The shoulder bag clings tightly to the body, and the zipper deliberately opened is filled with various mechanical parts and metal scraps.

He wears a gray hood around his neck, paired with the jingling chain. People in the outside world can tell at a glance that this is a habitual criminal who often kills, steals, and robs.

Wearing a mask means that he has been wanted by the four countries and even robbed their convoy.

He wore a striking red armband on his left arm, with a crossed wrench and a gear skull on it, proving the man's identity - a junker.

[Fashion name]: Wasteland Punk Series - Junker

[Quality]: Practical

[Introduction]: Fashion editors usually look down on this kind of sloppy and dirty dress, but in the eyes of people in the outside world, this kind of clothing is full of special lethality, because the 'junkers' all dress like this.

The 'junkers' are a notorious organization in the outside world. They are cruel and generally have professional engineer-level technology. In the outside world, mastering knowledge is almost the same as mastering magic, but this is only one of them.

After the 'war to end all wars', all the industrial cities of the old era were buried by wind and sand, and now they belong to the junkers.

It can be imagined that there are countless old-time garbage and waste buried underground - from children's general reading materials to space shuttles. Countless wild dogs from the outside world flocked to it, vying to dig out a piece of garbage, and based on the excess productivity of the old era... most of the garbage could be repaired and perhaps better than the current goods.

To become a garbage man, you don't need to go through strict assessment. This business is like a pirate bandit. No matter you dig, rob, or steal 5 finished garbage, you can become a glorious garbage man, and from then on, you will be rampant in the outside world. When people see this outfit, they will know that compared with your garbage, other people's goods are really "garbage".

[Price]: 12 coupons

"12 coupons, in exchange for such a set of clothes and security, it's really a good deal."

Li Aoz's [Charm] attribute is very high. After wearing the [Garbage Man] costume, others will subconsciously feel that their temperament and image recognition match the impression of the "Garbage Man", and they will not doubt it.

Moreover, the Sikkim settlement is a spontaneous gathering area for wanderers. There is no government, order, or law. They have just stepped into the street made of containers, and a group of wanderers with bad intentions have already set their sights on them.

Qiu Ran felt the gazes around him and was a little scared. He subconsciously moved closer to Li Aozi, but Li Aozi didn't care. He skillfully inserted Yawen's pistol into the gun bag on his waist, and took a photo from time to time. With the outfit of a "junk man", he quickly dispelled some people's ideas.

"These containers on the surface seem to have some numbers - hey, this word seems to mean goods, is this a container?" Qiu Ran looked at the surrounding containers curiously and soon found something.

"Of course, this place was a sea in the old days." Li Aozi said casually.

"Sea?" Qiu Ran was confused: "What does the sea look like?"

"Blue, with a little ink black, but it's actually a pool of water, so you'll find it's colorless and transparent when you hold it up. The sea looks peaceful and tranquil from a distance, but it's actually always surging. Sometimes the waves can even surge up dozens of meters, smashing the metal masts into pieces."

Li Aoz said casually, and Qiu Ran, who had never left the hemisphere city, listened very attentively.

"Under our feet... was it all water? That's too expensive, 500 ml of filtered water costs 2 derbies."

"In fact, 70% of the land on the entire Azure Star was covered by water before, and the deepest trench was more than 100,000 meters, a place that submarines couldn't reach."

Li Aoz noticed that three or five wanderers were slowly approaching. They were wearing motorcycle helmets and had homemade guns and sticks in their hands.

"Hey," the tall and thin man in the lead said in a hoarse voice, grinning at Li Aozi: "Brother, are you new here? The girl looks good, how much is one pound?"

"One pound?" Before Qiu Ran could react, a sound of breaking air was heard.

Swish!

The chain swept across, and Li Aozi turned his wrist, and the tall and thin man's temple was immediately hit by the chain. He fell to the ground, red and white splashed, and died instantly.

Before the other two could react, Li Aozi suddenly raised his foot and kicked the knee of the gunman on the right. The other party wailed and hurriedly raised his gun. Li Aozi swung the chain, wrapped around his neck, and pulled it over his shoulder.

The last person picked up a stick and smashed it on Li Aozi's head. Li Aozi kicked it up and hit him on the crotch. The sound of chickens and eggs breaking made the other party's face purple and blue in an instant, and his body limp.

"Uh--"

Before he could react, Li Aoz turned his wrist, and then a fist wrapped in chains hit his throat, shattering his larynx and making him faint.

At the same time, he pulled the chains, and the wanderer's trachea was squeezed above the cervical vertebrae, unable to breathe air. He just struggled for a while, and his head tilted, and he fainted.

Li Aoz lowered his head to search for spoils without any guilt, and collected 7 military bullets and 6 fluorescent bottle caps from three people.

"Why do you come out to rob when you are so poor? It's a waste of my time to kill people."

Li Aoz deliberately muttered while searching, and his crisp movements and words were meant for those around him who were ready to make a move.

He took away the opponent's homemade firearm, which was a typical double-barreled shotgun, a bit like the "Gun Immortal" Yamagami Tetsuya's shotgun. He pulled the trigger, and the battery generated electricity to detonate the gunpowder, pushing the bullet out.

It was a very crude weapon. Li Oz deliberately showed it off and kicked the body aside, leaving it to the wanderers around.

"Let's go."

Qiu Ran was a little confused, and Li Aozi dragged her directly and shuttled through the container area skillfully. Qiu Ran looked back, and in just a moment, the three people who fell to the ground were no longer alive.

"How much is one pound?"

This sentence unconsciously emerged in her mind, thinking of the bodies that disappeared in an instant, and the pairs of wanderers' eyes flashing green along the way.

Qiu Ran shuddered immediately.

Law is the bottom line of morality, but there is no law in the outside world, let alone morality.