Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 536 Watch Dogs

"It's better to talk than nothing."

Enzo shook his head, and returned the white paper to Ulea. Although the sea blue world belongs to the plane of science and technology, it is still a little difficult to compare with the wizard civilization that controls thousands of worlds.

The contents of this white paper also belong to the foundation in the wizarding world.

When Enzo was an apprentice, he had read similar books in the library. Although he mainly studied Potions, he also dabbled in mechanics, but this path could not become a truly powerful existence, so he didn't spend much effort.

In the multiverse, it is the goblin civilization that can use technology to the limit.

It was a big world that made even the wizarding world feel very troublesome. Those small goblins had almost negligible individual combat power, but even wizards were afraid of the technology and equipment built with wisdom.

It took tens of thousands of years for the wizard civilization to conquer the goblin world.

How many fourth-level magicians and even fifth-level holy soul wizards fell under the powerful technology of the goblins. In the end, it was the dark supreme of the wizarding world who personally took action and used the law to curse the entire goblin world.

Since then, the powerful goblin civilization has finally come to an end.

The cursed goblin world can no longer give birth to intelligent goblins, so that they are cursed into a group of low-level creatures. There may be only one intelligent goblin among thousands of newborn goblins, but this is obviously impossible for wizard civilization. threatening.

If compared with the once glorious goblin civilization, the sea blue world is obviously not qualified.

However, the most powerful crystallization of wisdom in the sea blue world is the smart chip fused with Enzo's soul. Its functions can be upgraded infinitely, and it is an existence that even the goblin civilization and even the wizard civilization cannot create.

The sky gradually fell into darkness, and several people quickened their pace.

Finally, when night fell completely, Wayne and the others came to a ruin. After walking through the narrow cave, a manhole cover appeared in front of them. Wayne stepped forward and skillfully removed the manhole cover, and then drilled in.

This is the entrance to Ruin 72 Underground.

Since the world experienced atomic nuclear change decades ago, terrible radiation has shrouded the earth. Only the underground or the sky has become the last habitat of human beings. Compared with the sky, the survival of the underground is worse.

But that has become the only choice for the Wastelanders.

Because the existence of the floating city requires a lot of energy, and it is impossible to carry everyone. Only the elite can live in the sky, and the rest can only live underground, struggling to survive under the threat of radiation.

Along the passage under the manhole cover, Wayne and others walked all the way.

Most of the roads in the underground shelters are winding and winding. Relying on the few kerosene lamps, they can barely see the surroundings. The speed of the few people moving forward is slow, but they are not in a hurry. It is always safer to return to the shelter than to go outside.

After traveling for about half an hour, the road ahead finally came to an end.

Not far away, there is a black lacquered iron door.

There are barbed wire fences all around to resist the invasion of mutant rats. Wayne stepped forward quickly and knocked on the iron gate rhythmically a few times.

Then, the pitch-black iron door was slowly opened.

Wayne and others drilled in one after another. The environment of the underground shelter was even dirtier than the garbage dump, but it could resist radiation, so it became a paradise for human survival.

"Late back, Wayne."

The one who opened the iron gate for several people was a bald man with a thin body, bare chest but tattooed skull, triangular eyes very wretched, with knuckle gloves on each hand, as if he would attack at any time.

"The world is difficult, and it is not easy to find something to eat."

With a calm expression on his face, Wayne took the backpack from Casey, threw it directly on the table in front of the bald man, and said, "This is an offering for our scavenging this time. Please take a good look at it."

With that said, Wayne opened his backpack.

It was full of food, and the bald man couldn't help showing a hint of greed on his face. He picked up the backpack with his hands, and counted out the food, which was enough as a tribute for Wayne and others to pick up waste.

However, the bald man was not satisfied.

He rolled his eyes, and sighed pretentiously, "If you follow the previous rules, these things are enough as your tribute, but unfortunately, Boss Johnny just changed the rules."

"From now on, everyone's tribute will be increased by [-]%!"

"So, these are not enough..."

Wayne frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Why don't we know about Boss Johnny's rules? If this is the case, then wait for me to deliver the tribute to Boss Johnny in person."

The boss of Underground Vault 72 is Johnny the Mad Dog.

Therefore, he is the Emperor of Earth here, and all the rules are made by him. How much tribute everyone should pay is a matter of one sentence. dare not speak.

After that, Wayne was ready to leave.

However, the bald man turned cold and blocked his way, saying in a deep voice, "I've already said, the tribute will be increased by [-]%. If you can't get it out, get ready to get out of the shelter."

"It's no problem to increase the tribute by [-]%."

At this time, Wayne spoke quietly, and said coldly, "However, this rule is set by Boss Johnny, or you said it yourself, and it is not certain yet."

The bald man's face changed, but his eyes turned fierce.

"Fuck, you little bastards, do you want to rebel?"

The bald man relaxed his muscles and bones, and said with a smirk, "Whether it's Boss Johnny or me, the [-]% extra tribute is a resource that you should respect. Hand it over obediently, and everything is easy to talk about, otherwise..."

Wayne frowned, anger flashed in his eyes.

It is now very clear that the extra [-]% tribute was not an order from Johnny the Mad Dog at all, but that the bald man wanted to ask for it himself, and blackmailed Wayne and the others by virtue of being the boss of the Mad Dog who robbed you.

Wayne's face was cold, and he was about to draw out the broken knife.

At this time, Ulea stopped him, and said, "Forget it, Boss Wayne, the bald man guarding the gate of the refuge is also very hard, but let's give him some food as our tribute."

Wayne frowned, but was stopped by Uriah's eyes.

What he meant was very clear. For the current small team, it doesn't make much sense to create extra problems. It's better to return to the shelter first. What's more, the resources of the small team for picking up waste are very rich, and it's okay to give some more tributes.

"Well! That's right."

Hearing Ulea's words, the bald man nodded in satisfaction.

Although Wayne was unwilling in his heart, he didn't refute. He took out some food from his rucksack, threw it on the table, and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, the bald man spoke again.

"Wait a minute, let me check your rucksacks." Greedy eyes flashed in his eyes, and he successfully asked for something just now, which gave the bald man a taste of the sweetness. Seeing that Wayne's team has gained a lot this time, he plans to do more benefit.

However, Wayne's face changed slightly when he heard the bald man's words.

The reason is simple. The mechanical arm is hidden in the backpack. If the bald man finds out, it will inevitably lead to a greater conflict. Therefore, Casey, who is in charge of carrying the backpack with the mechanical arm, can't help but take a few steps back.

"It's you, come out for me!"

The bald man saw the change in Casey's expression, so he grinned and said, "Open the backpack obediently and let me check it, otherwise I will report to Boss Johnny that you are hiding contraband."

The so-called contraband is also the rule of the underground shelter.

Here, according to the rules set by Johnny the Mad Dog, any scavengers who find equipment such as guns and ammunition need to hand it in unconditionally, but such things rarely appear in the garbage dump.

Even Johnny the Mad Dog hasn't been seen for several years.

The mechanical arm picked up by Wayne's gang is obviously also included in this list. If the bald man finds it, it will definitely be forcibly taken away.

Casey looked nervous and couldn't help taking two steps back.

This obvious change in expression was naturally noticed by the bald man, so he took a sudden step forward, ready to snatch the backpack from Casey's hand.

"Bring it to me! Zaza..."

The bald man's voice stopped abruptly, and the grim smile on his face froze, followed by severe pain, but it became extremely difficult for him to even make a sound.

"Uh……"

The bald man let out a suppressed voice, and his body kept trembling. Behind him, Enzo grabbed the back of his neck with his hands. Starting from the spine, it had been crushed and even torn off.

Bang!
Afterwards, Enzo threw the bald man out like a piece of garbage. After the man fell to the ground, he struggled a few times like a bug, and finally remained motionless.

Beside them, Wayne and the others were dumbfounded.

In the same place, Enzo's face was calm. Killing the bald man in front of him was like crushing an ant to him. In the world of wizards, even a single look could kill the other's soul.

"You...killed the watchdog?" Casey's voice trembled.

As a resident of Ruins No. 72 underground, everyone in the small team knew that the bald man was a subordinate of Johnny the Mad Dog. He might not be very strong, but he represented Johnny the Mad Dog, and Enzo killed him without any burden.

Such behavior, even Wayne couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

However, Uriah nodded.

Although his face was a little pale, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said coldly, "Good kill! Enzo did nothing wrong. Since this watchdog is relentless, there is no need for us to swallow our anger."

"Then... what about Johnny the Mad Dog?"

Casey's legs were trembling. He knew very well what kind of person Mad Dog Johnny was. He was crazy and cruel. He would often skin and feed those who dared to violate him in the shelter to zombies.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a mad dog."

On the spot, Enzuo looked calm, and said softly, "Since you have already killed his subordinates, you might as well kill him as well."

"It's nothing more than nothing."

Wayne opened his mouth wide, as if surprised, in his eyes the terrifying Mad Dog Johnny, but Enzo seemed to be downplaying it.

Could this be the confidence of the hunter?

"How sure are you? Enzo."

Ulea asked, "To deal with Johnny the Mad Dog, we must have a plan. That guy is also a wild hunter like you, and he also carries a flintlock with him!"

In a world without witchcraft, a gun would be an act of force.

Therefore, owning a flintlock gun, even if Mad Dog Johnny is not a wilderness hunter, can be feared by many people, although that flintlock gun is only the most basic firearm, and the bullets are scarce.

"A gun?" Enzo muttered to himself.

With the current state of the body, it is still difficult to resist the attack of bullets, but relying on the auxiliary function of the chip, Enzo may not be able to dodge, not to mention that Johnny the Mad Dog only has a flintlock gun in his hand.

Slow rate of fire, small bullet capacity, and short shooting distance!
In some cases, the function of this kind of firearm is even inferior to that of a hand crossbow. The only advantage is that it is easy to operate, even children can use it.

"Be careful, there's nothing wrong with it." Enzo shook his head.

"In this case, great!"

Ulea nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Now that the watchdog has been killed, we only have Mad Dog Johnny left. This is a dangerous thing, but it also represents an opportunity."

"As long as we can successfully kill the mad dog, the entire refuge will become our territory!"

"Boss Wayne, this should be something you have always dreamed of, right?"

Following Uriah's words, Wayne's eyes glowed with fire. It is everyone's dream to replace Johnny the Mad Dog as the boss of the shelter, and Wayne is no exception, so Uriah's proposal is very tempting.

"Just tell me what to do?" Wayne gritted his teeth.

Now for the small team, there is no way out. Sooner or later, Johnny the Mad Dog will find out about killing the bald man.

"Very well, this time the plan is very simple!"

Seeing that Wayne had agreed, Ulea nodded and said, "If you want to kill Johnny the Mad Dog, the first thing you need to deal with is his subordinates. You don't have to kill them all, but at least you have to lure them away."

"The one who really needs to face Johnny the Mad Dog is Enzo."

"But as companions, what we need to do is to reduce the burden on him as much as possible. I am already familiar with the distribution of the shelter's personnel. Mad Dog Johnny spends most of his time in his bar."

"There are usually eight guards in that bar."

"Mad Johnny likes to stay on the second floor of the bar. He is very powerful and very confident in his own strength, so there will be no personal protection around him, which means that if we want to deal with him, we only need to put the bar in the bar. The eight of them were lured away."

Yulea used a wooden dagger to insert into the bald man's body, and used his blood to draw various buildings on the ground in the No. 72 underground shelter, as well as the distribution of Mad Dog Johnny's subordinates. Plans are made.

Ulea, Wayne and others are in charge of creating riots near the bar to attract the attention of Mad Dog's subordinates. Enzo needs to enter the second floor of the bar, and while Mad Dog Johnny is having fun, he uses a sneak attack to kill him.

(End of this chapter)