Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

"What do you mean?" Lu Meng turned to him.

Chad glanced at Huang Xiang lying on the bed and said without hesitation, "Because he was covered with tattoos, I didn't recognize him at first glance. I have actually seen this boss called Leopard before. It was when the Tech Hunters were recruiting new members..."

At that time, he was still a bandit active in Stober's garden, but because his subordinates were attacked and wiped out by a group of rising mysterious people, he had no choice but to come to the Depression Lagoon, seeking to join the organization of technology hunters.

"Of course, he didn't have a nickname at that time, he was called by another name." Chad said, "But according to the regulations set by the Black Scratch headquarters, he had too many blood debts on his shoulders before, and the Tech Hunters could not absorb them."

The conditions for recruiting members for Tech Hunters are already quite relaxed. No matter where you come from, as long as you superficially cut off ties with them and don't have too much involvement, this will not become an institutional obstacle to joining Tech Hunters.

But there are exceptions.

That is, the new recruits cannot be important wanted criminals of the major kingdoms, nor can they have provoked too many forces before - the technology hunters want to recruit people who can do the work, not to take the blame for them or serve as a shelter.

Otherwise, if they commit a crime, they will hide among the technology hunters. This may recruit many capable people, but it will also cause hatred from all parties, which is inconsistent with the security principles of this organization on the mainland.

Lu Meng had already tried it. If the leopard really became a mercenary, he should be considered excellent and competent with his strength. However, he was rejected even with such relaxed recruitment conditions as the Tech Hunter. The trouble he had caused before must have been considerable.

In contrast.

People like Chad, who are from Aikuang Town and have a clean background and strong abilities, were successfully selected.

"After being eliminated, he was unwilling to accept it. Perhaps he knew that after leaving the Lagoon, he would be hunted down by his enemies and would have no chance of survival. He could only stay in the Tech Hunters and seek shelter to have a glimmer of hope." Chad added, combining his memories with the information he obtained from the torture. "It is said that he was so angry that he made a big fuss... but he must have been quickly suppressed and arrested by the law enforcement team. There was no news after that. At that time, I and many others thought that he was expelled from the Lagoon and left it to his own devices, and we didn't know whether he would live or die."

"Unexpectedly," Lu Meng said, "Today, we saw him in the downtown area."

And it has been operating in the community for many years.

Judging from the time, this former bandit has never left the Lagoon Town since being rejected by the technology hunter.

Lake Town may not care about the specific operations of the drifter community, but it is impossible for it to have no knowledge of their managers.

It can only be default and permission.

This has been incorporated.

"Yes, this is against the organization's rules..." Chad repeated palely, "But for him who has nowhere else to go, this is his only choice. He has no choice but to be loyal."

Much more "loyal" than any technology hunter recruited through formal channels.

This is the real reason.

"Private forces." Lu Meng pointed out, "Where are the people?"

"It's been dealt with." Chad pointed to the stunned Huang Xiang on the other side, "You asked me to take him with me, so I don't have time to take another burden with me."

The bandit was originally seriously injured and dying, and he was only saved by the medicine given by the Tech Hunter. It was already good enough that he could hold on for a round of torture by Chad and Bo and get some information out.

This had been done long before Chad arrived, and when he said this now, it seemed like he had given up on himself and acknowledged his position.

"What?" Huang Xiang looked at the two in surprise, "Are you talking about leopards?"

If his legs had not been amputated, he would have jumped up in fright by now.

"Maybe. There are at least 800 nicknames like this outside. I put it here just to hide my real identity... I'm just a little mouse that no one dares to recognize." Lu Meng didn't care and said casually: "But from now on, there should be no such person in the Lower City."

Huang Xiangmu was dazed.

He wondered if the two of them were making up a joke to cheer him up in order to comfort him for having just lost his legs.

But whether looking at Lu Meng's casualness or Chad's seriousness, they didn't seem to be joking.

Memories flooded into his mind: If it weren't for that strong man who suddenly came to the downtown area and looked nothing like an ordinary gangster boss, Huang Xiang himself would never have sat idly by and watched those minions run rampant in the community channels, bullying those drifters who smiled at him and helped each other, and he would not have been targeted everywhere.

But now, he is gone?
"So..." Huang Xiang still spoke with some disbelief.

"So if you feel your injuries have stabilized, then come with us... Come on." Another slightly magnetic female voice came, and a figure walked out of the darkness, "Uncle Li and Little Li Yin have been transferred away, along with other drifters. If you don't wake up, we might really abandon you."

Bo leaned against the wall. "The news of the leopard's 'killing' has probably spread to other communities. If it's fast enough, someone should have made preparations."

Such a change means that they may be hostile to the community managers of the entire downtown area, and future retaliation may be like a storm... However, Huang Xiang listened to the tones of several people and it seemed as if they were talking about an ordinary matter, as relaxed as ever.

He was stunned for a moment.

Noticing the man's expression, Bo smiled and said, "To be honest, I've never done anything this big before."

When taking action against slaveholders, it is possible that Diu and other war-class ronin may lead the team... but that also depends on who the enemy is.

Even if they did not encounter opponents of the same level, they had no absolute certainty of defeating a city-state's defenses and defenders by themselves, especially those famous strong cities.

The Depression Lagoon has only recently become famous, but those stationed in it are the famous Tech Hunters, who are equipped with top-notch equipment and are very powerful. Except for their loose organization, they are almost the best army in the world.

Even with Lu Meng accompanying him, Bo actually didn't think they could confront it head-on. At most, they could escort them to escape safely after the incident.

This is already a miracle.

But before that, her past life and experiences along the way told her clearly: she wanted to know how big a fight they could make.

"Who...are you?" Huang Xiang finally asked this question.

"Instead of asking who we are," Lu Meng did not answer him, "I would like to know why you returned to the Lagoon with such a serious leg injury... where did you originally want to go?"

"...Treat the wound." Huang Xiang was silent for a while.

"I know, and then what."

Although returning to the depression lagoon requires wading and swimming, which will undoubtedly further damage the infection and aggravate the injury...but only the technology hunter organization in Lake Town has advanced medical modules and even mechanical repair beds that can heal wounds, and staying outside is a real dead end.

The hope is very slim, but Huang Xiang returned to the lower city with his will. He must not have given up and has some obsession in his heart.

However, he had a conflict with gangs on the way, which further injured him and destroyed his desire to survive.

And he underestimated his own injuries. Chad on the side curled his lips.

Although Lu Meng had performed all the previous surgeries, the medicines and medical modules used in this process... were all provided by him.

Chad didn't feel bad about losing these points.

But he didn't believe that the Red King didn't even have this little potion on him, and asked a tech hunter like him for it...

It's really so annoying.

However, when Chad thought of the expectant and surprised look in the eyes of the grandfather and grandson when they looked at him, he actually didn't feel unhappy at all.

The technology hunter did not realize that, unknowingly, a smile appeared on his usually silent and cold face.

"After the injury heals..." Huang Xiang looked at his empty lower body, feeling bitter.

According to what the other party said.

His life was saved, but to say whether his injury had healed was a joke.

He is already disabled.

For a person like this, let alone being able to survive as a drifter, even if he is a meritorious soldier, the rest of his life in this world will probably be ruined.

However, Huang Xiang hid this despair well in his heart and did not show it.

The young man opposite me looked elegant and decent, and his surgical skills were superb. He must be a famous doctor from somewhere. It was kind of him to be willing to treat me.

How can you spoil the other person's fun like this?
And for some reason, the snakehead girl on the other side was also looking at him with a little expectation.

So, Huang Xiang laughed with relief and decided to tell the truth: "In fact, not long ago, a ridiculous legend spread in our Lower City. It said that on the grassland in the north, an unknown king appeared. He commanded the wolves and tamed the dragons. He made all the tribes sit together in the tent and become one. From then on, there were no more disputes and disturbances. Everyone was brothers for life..."

The man spoke more and more skillfully, and it was obvious that although he called this legend ridiculous, he had repeated it in his mind so many times that he almost memorized it.

Lu Meng's expression was normal, but Bo and Chad's expressions began to look a little surprised and weird.

"Then, they planned to build a shining city, like a spark in the dark night, shining brightly for thousands of miles, attracting displaced people like moths to the moon, with jobs and homes..."

"So, that's where you want to go?" Chad couldn't listen any longer and interrupted.

"Do you think I'm ridiculous too?" Huang Xiang said self-deprecatingly, "But you should understand that for the drifters in the lower city, hearing such a legend, even though they know it may be as illusory as the salvation compiled in all religions, they still can't help but subconsciously yearn for it and hope it is true."

Chad didn't find it funny.

He could completely understand the other party's feelings. The story told by Huang Xiang was a mixture of myth and epic. In the end, he brought out the most direct needs of drifters, such as food, clothing, housing and transportation. It was just like the priests of the Holy Kingdom who always held up a copy of "The Holy Fire" and said that their Pride of Auckland was a paradise flowing with honey and milk when preaching, and they were not afraid of getting bored... Chad just felt it was a little familiar.

Why is this tone the same as the one I heard in Shandi?
Looks like they were written by the same person.

"Wait..." Bo seemed a little anxious, "Have you ever thought of other options, such as counter-accumulation..."

"Bo," Lu Meng said with a smile, "I won the bet."

Looking at Huang Xiang's confused look, he obviously had never heard of the existence of this organization before.

They place too much emphasis on secrecy, which in some ways reduces their influence.

If you want to discover new talents, you can only consider and contact them one by one like Bo.

But this time, she obviously lost.

"Tsk." The anti-slavery activist shrugged. Seeing her roll her eyes, he was still a little unconvinced.

However, even the drifters in the Lowland Lagoon had heard these stories, so Lu Meng was not actually surprised - it was obvious who the culprit was.

Ever since he had a conversation with Bard at the border of the Land of Vengeance, the bard has remained in Shem and composed poems about the First Fire... but he has never had any contact with Lumeng himself again.

It's as if I'm worried that some secret will be discovered.

On this trip south, Lu Meng originally wanted to bring Bard along. When he first followed the Order of Embers, he said that he wanted to follow in the footsteps of their grand leader and search for and compile his deeds... However, this time, he actually "broke the promise".

The bard set out on the journey alone before the official team set out, without informing anyone, not even the Shadow Department.

It seems now.

The place he arrived at was actually the next stop that Lu Meng was going to.

Legend has it that he arrived there before he did.

"Unarmed, crossing the wasteland of bones alone, swimming and trekking to the lagoon... Such ability is admirable." Lu Meng thought with a hint of joking, "Could this be the rule-based ability that belongs only to the bard?"

According to the other person's personality.

At this moment, it was impossible to find the bard in the Lowland Lagoon. He had probably left before the storm came... and headed for the next stop, the Mine Town.

Lu Meng didn't care about the other party leaving without saying goodbye. They had a tacit understanding that Bud himself was not a member of Lu Meng's faction.

What Lu Meng really cares about is that the word "Bard" actually means "bard" in ancient language. So, are the songs and legends sung on this continent, and even the level settings... really the work of the Bard he knows?
After all, no matter how strong a person's ability to mobilize is, it is quite difficult to create a consensus that the whole world can agree on.

But now, he has no time to care about these.

There were continuous footsteps coming from the pipe.

"Let's go." Lu Meng called Chad, and the Tech Hunter carried Huang Xiang on his back. He looked at the drifter and looked him straight in the eye. "Someone will take you to where you want to go later."

The drifter had just recovered from a serious illness and in a daze he did not notice the pure black robe he had just wrapped around him. In a very hidden corner, there was a silver-grey pattern.

Like an unburned ember.

(End of this chapter)