I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 402 Welcome to Hell
Fights between gangs are common in garbage dumps.

Fights between scavengers, between mercenaries, or between scavengers and mercenaries happen every day.

After all, scavengers can become mercenaries by finding any employer.

When mercenaries have no missions, they are just scavengers. They also need to find something to make a living and earn today's pick money.

But
Things started to become strange when a small leader of the largest local scavenging gang, the Scavenger Birds, and fifty of his men died on the same morning at the same place.

A team of fifty people, each of whom has at least one hot weapon, and the leader has a lot of outdated professional-grade prostheses, and even some scrapped military prostheses.

Such a team suddenly died without any warning?
And even the precious micro-reactor was blown up and could not be recovered?
When the scavengers who came to Taobao discovered the extremely high concentration of nuclear radiation here, they immediately sold the news to the scavengers.

A major leader of the scavenger birds took this very seriously and immediately brought people to the battlefield to dig and look for the person who did it.

In the cyberpunk world, the Internet is highly developed and information is transmitted at a very fast speed.

Soon, all the fellows, big and small, who were making a living on the road in the surrounding area knew about this outrageous incident, and it gave them more topics to talk about before and after meals.

With the help of a large number of engineering machinery, the collapsed garbage mountain was dug up again.

The extremely dense ruins and blood and flesh slurry appeared in front of everyone.

The strong smell of blood hit my nose, almost overwhelming the stench of the garbage dump.

"Fuck, did this BYD have a fight with a meat grinder?" A guy with colorful hair couldn't help but mutter, "This is the first time I've seen such a fragmented battlefield. There are no intact bodies. It seems that everyone was blown up in the middle."

"It's possible that some kind of explosive weapon was used," another person speculated. "Look, many of the body parts have neat cuts. It looks like they were cut off by powerful fragments and then flattened by the falling debris."

At this time, the professionals responsible for investigating the cause of death had already scanned the scene and compiled the clues into a report, ready to submit to the leading superior.

The big boss looked like an ordinary person.

But if you look closely, you can find that there is an abnormal metallic luster flashing under his skin, and black tubes replace some of the blood vessels, transporting fluids other than blood to his body.

Countless pieces of information kept flashing in a pair of dark blue electronic eyes. He looked through the "autopsy" report submitted by his subordinates and quickly judged everything that was happening before his eyes.

"It seems that they are targeting the bodies of the biochemical experimental subjects in the two ancient hibernation chambers. Is this the symbol of Zulong Han? If such ancient experimental subjects can be preserved until now, the data is indeed worth recovering."

"There are many death spots, and there was a violent explosion in the center, but no traces of high explosives were detected. Could it be the Hyenas? These guys like to use small pulse blasting devices. Every time they fight, the ground is covered with a layer of explosives."

"The corpse has signs of violent tearing, and the bones are shattered and broken over a large area. It seems that he was hit by a powerful blunt object before he died. Hiss! I remember that the Big Butcher had some conflicts with the Eight-Arms Gang. Are they those crazy people who like to replace limbs directly? This is not easy to deal with."

The big boss continued to look through the information he found after cleaning up the battlefield. He eliminated one possibility after another in his mind, and new guesses continued to arise.

When he saw the remnants of mind-activating potion in the remaining flesh and blood of the butcher, and the supercomputer chip in his brain was suspected to have burned out due to data overload, his heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition gradually came to his mind.

Sweat was faintly oozing from his forehead.

It couldn't be that the Dragon Claw Team of Zulong Company personally came to recover these two precious experimental bodies, and in order to keep it secret, they killed the Butcher and his gang who happened to have discovered them, right?
Otherwise, how could there be someone among the scavengers in this area with such advanced hacking skills?

Just when the big boss was imagining some random things, one of his men came running over from a distance with a hint of excitement on his face.

"Boss, we found it! We found the suspect!"

"You know what the charlatan is, right? That weird guy calculated that there might be information about biochemical experimental modified bodies to sell to two people. One is the butcher, and the other is the old cripple Liu Linan."

"I asked around. The old cripple got up early in the morning and came here, then went back alone. He was limping and covered in dust, carrying a sack as big as two people on his back."

As he spoke, the subordinate operated casually on the projection that only he could see, and sent a list to his boss.

"Boss, look, this is the old cripple's spending record today that I just had someone check. Bandages, radioactive spirits, purified water, burn medicine! He must have been here this morning, and it's very likely that he's at the scene."

"No genetic tissue other than ours was extracted from the scene. The death of the butcher and his group was most likely caused by this old cripple. He must have bought some explosives in advance and tricked the butcher and his group. The possibility is over 95%!"

Listening to the report from his capable subordinate, the big boss felt very proud and relieved.

But now there is a very serious problem before him, which makes him feel a little confused.

He understands everything.

But who the hell is this old cripple?
Is there such a character in this famous mercenary film?

"I haven't been this embarrassed in a long time."

This was Lu Wenwu's first thought when he gradually regained consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a dark and cramped little room.

A cabinet, a bed, a small bathroom that is barely big enough for one to turn around, an empty small table, and... two vending machines embedded in the wall?

What a weird furniture arrangement!

His eyes swept across the only small window, and Lu Wenwu quickly determined that this strange light was probably not normal sunlight, but a simulated ambient light.

His clothes were changed, the wounds on his body were simply cleaned, and he was considerately wrapped with a few thin bandages.

Feeling his body's severe protest, Lu Wenwu, who has always been very optimistic, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Without food supplies, the situation became increasingly difficult.

The body is incredibly slow at repairing itself.

This time, he forced the Heavenly Might Dragon Eyes to suppress his soul, and at the last moment, in order to increase his attack power and penetrate the dozens of generations of Kerafi fibers, he directly used a fatal blow to overdraw his body, which put a great burden on his body. Lu Wenwu could clearly feel that his current body fat percentage was terribly low, even "drier" than those bodybuilders who were about to participate in the competition.

With just a slight movement, the muscle fibers gathered into bundles under the skin tightened and protruded, conveying some dull pain.

This is a morbid and abnormal manifestation.

Since almost all of the fat has been converted into energy and exploded, Lu Wenwu is now incredibly weak.

The bloodstains left by the anti-material sniper rifle under the ribs were still oozing tissue fluid, and there was almost no intact skin on the entire right arm; it was completely burnt.

With just the slightest touch, you can feel the piercing pain coming from deep in your bone marrow.

Hand fracture, forearm radius fracture, extensive burns and soft tissue contusions
Lu Wenwu's body is now so fragile that any ordinary person can kill him here with a knife.

In the battle against the Butcher and his men, it took less than a minute from start to finish.

But it was the most dangerous battle Lu Wenwu had ever experienced since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

If it weren't for the fact that he and Maomao had already cooperated to perfection, they might have really been in trouble this time.

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Wait, Fluffy?
Lu Wenwu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Maomao was also seriously injured. A casual touch revealed that it had at least several broken bones.

So, what is this place?
At this moment, the door of the room slowly opened with a somewhat harsh creaking sound.

The swaying and frictional sound made it hard not to wonder whether this antique door would get stuck in the middle and stop working when it was halfway opened.

Old Liu, looking tired and haggard, walked in from outside and happened to meet Lu Wenwu, who had just woken up.

A glimmer of joy flashed across Old Liu's eyes, but was quickly covered by a look of numbness.

"Two rolls of bandages, three tubes of burn medicine, two liters of tap water, two injections of radioactive spirit, and the four energy gels you stole. You have to compensate me." Lao Liu stated in a lifeless tone, "Since I saved both of you, I think you should give me some compensation."

"It's my duty. Thank you for moving us back." Lu Wenwu thought for a moment and nodded, "But there is one thing I can't figure out."

"what?"

"Why don't you kill us for money?" Lu Wenwu asked seriously. "When we were unconscious, your plasma cutter could cut our throats, trachea and aorta in one stroke. Such injuries cannot be cured with current medical conditions, right?"

"You are indeed an antique from two hundred years ago. You know nothing about advanced modern medical technology." Liu Linan shook his head. "Call the emergency trauma medical team to immediately enter the repair device to maintain your life, or be more extravagant and use nano-cell repair agents. You can be saved, provided that your head is intact and your brain is not brain dead."

"Well, I really don't know much about it." Lu Wenwu admitted frankly, "But you haven't answered my question yet."

"Because I don't want to die. It's better to live a miserable life than to die."

Liu Linan said calmly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"If we leave you there, you may not die, but you will definitely be discovered by the carrion birds, and will definitely be sold to Zulong Han by those idiots."

"Those idiots are so naive to think they can get rich and get a lot of money. Ha, you two are indeed worth a lot of money, but this lot of money will kill everyone."

"They have no idea how precious the physical data of the original perfect experimental subject is! This is the cornerstone of modern biochemical transformation experiments! It is the key to breaking through the bottleneck of the current era!"

"The Dragon Claw Squad will follow the clues and eliminate every person who knows about this, even a poor guy like me who didn't gain any benefit and almost lost his life."

"Rather than passively waiting to die, I might as well bring you back. No one except those who have seen it with their own eyes would think that the two modified bodies that have been in hibernation for many years can still be alive and kicking."

"Whether it's the company or the scavengers, they will only think that your bodies disappeared mysteriously and were stolen by someone else who knew about it. I, Liu Linan, am just a scavenger with a slight limp. I don't even have a gun. What abilities do I have?"

"Aren't you afraid that the scavenger bird's thugs will be desperate and kill you to vent their anger?"

Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows, but had no intention of pointing out the hidden story behind this sentence.

His sense of being a ferocious beast enabled him to clearly realize that this guy named Liu Linan was definitely not as simple as he seemed.

There is a miniature cold fusion reactor inside the opponent's body, which is also the energy source of the plasma cutter in his right hand.

Just think about it, even a small gang leader like the Big Butcher can only carry an external reactor the size of a schoolbag on his back for energy. The fist-sized precision gadget in Liu Linan's body must be very expensive.

Add to that the old plasma cutting knife, which is definitely not something that ordinary scavengers are qualified to own, and it is even difficult to see it.

Lu Wenwu also had no intention of exploring the secret behind him, and just continued with the previous question: "The fact that you brought us back shouldn't be that secret, right? If you insist that you don't know, they will just think you are lying."

Liu Linan sat down on the bed and said nonchalantly, "Since I saved you, if something like this really happens, can you save me too? Although my purpose is not so pure. If I can live, I don't want to die for the time being."

"A gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart. No one is perfect in the world, so it's fine." Lu Wenwu grinned and stretched out his left hand reluctantly. "Liu Linan, right? I remember. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lu Wenwu, and this is my brother, Maomao."

"You also know this ancient Eastern proverb?"

Liu Linan obviously hesitated for a moment before he stretched out his hand and shook it carefully.

"And your name and language, is the Dragon Kingdom from two hundred years ago still there? Was the world like it is now?"

Lawrence Lu shook his head and told the truth: “Sorry, I don’t know, I don’t know anything here, and I feel very unfamiliar.”

"That's right. You were just experimental subjects at the time. How could you know the changes in society and the times?" Liu Linan didn't know what he was thinking about. He laughed at himself and said, "Well, welcome to hell two hundred years later."

(End of this chapter)