Survival in Uncharted: I Can Raise Reward Levels

Chapter 290
After loading the convoy's goods, Zhang Yang looked at these vehicles again, and finally decided not to take them away, because he already had high-tech vehicles in his space ring, and he didn't care about them, especially these vehicles now every day. All of them were stained with blood and traces of bullets, which made him even more displeased.

After the simple harvest, he continued to head southeast, heading for Paradise City.

The scenery he encountered along the way was similar to the previous ones. Except that he didn't encounter the battle between the convoy and the deformed mutants, he saw a lot of other ordinary mutant monsters.

About half an hour later, Zhang Yang encountered a surprise attack on a section of wasteland that seemed nothing special.

The surprise attack he encountered this time was a bit special, because the attacker did not show his face directly, and the attack he launched had no external appearance, it was a long-range spiritual attack method.

"Sneaky things hiding underground can still master this ability... The direction of mutation is also colorful enough..."

Zhang Yang was directly immune to the mental attack he received, but he was not going to pretend that nothing happened. Since the thing attacked him, he had to bear the consequences it deserved.

"The thorn of the soul."

This time, Zhang Yang used his recently developed ability as an attack method, and sent a soul thorn towards the perceived underground direction.

A headache-inducing sharp hiss came from the ground quickly, and it lasted for about half a second before disappearing. Zhang Yang confirmed that the other party was dead through the sense of the earth, but he did not receive the reward from the system.

"Unfortunately, the strength of this monster is still a bit weak."

After killing the sneak attacker, Zhang Yang continued to move forward, just to try out the recently developed soul spell.

This time, he didn't encounter any special situation for a long time, until he encountered a group of mutated beasts near a mountain pass.

From the appearance of this mutant beast, it should be formed by the mutation of dogs. They are not very big in size, but there are a lot of them. The long fangs formed by mutation are exposed, and the large disgusting abscess on the body looks very vicious. , as soon as they saw Zhang Yang approaching, they charged in groups.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang prepared to pull out Lanqie to destroy them, but after thinking about it, he decided to continue practicing the spell of soul thorn.

He continuously used the thorn of the soul to attack the mutated beasts rushing over one after another, causing them to lose their vitality one after another and collapse on the ground, as if they had suddenly fallen into a coma.

Due to the large number of these mutated beasts and the relatively fast impact speed, Zhang Yang couldn't use the soul thorn to destroy them quickly, so he could only use the teleportation to keep pulling them, and it took several seconds for them all to return to the sky.

"It is necessary to develop a soul group attack spell... Although the soul thorn has good single-target damage, it is a bit weak against large groups of enemies..."

As the saying goes, problems can be seen only through practice. With this simple experiment, Zhang Yang realized the limitations of the soul stab spell, and he came up with the idea of ​​​​developing the soul group attack spell.

"The name of the spell is Soul Blast..."

After thinking about it, he even thought of a name, but the specific spell model needs further research.

While thinking, he stepped over the corpses of mutated beasts strewn about on the ground, and walked to the mouth of the mountain.

When he got here, he noticed that there was a one-meter-deep pit at the mouth of the mountain, and there was a stalled off-road vehicle in the pit.

Part of the window of this off-road vehicle was broken, and several dead mutated beasts were stuck in the opening of the window. The inside of the window was stained with filth and fresh blood.

The filthy blood naturally came from those dead mutant beasts, while the fresh blood came from a person in the cab.

It was a young man who was about the same age as Zhang Yang. He looked a bit Eurasian in appearance, but his face was very pale, because his right arm was almost eaten away by the mutated beast that raided in. A small part of the shoulder, a lot of blood loss made his condition very critical.

But even though he was injured so far, this man did not lose his fighting spirit. He still held a pistol firmly in his left hand, and stared at Zhang Yang who was walking through the broken car window.

"Thank you... for saving me..."

The man looked at Zhang Yang who was walking over, a smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, and thanked him.

"You're welcome, I just happened to pass by."

Zhang Yang stood outside the car window and shook his head slightly at him,
"You'd better deal with the wound quickly, life is the most important thing."

After Zhang Yang said these two sentences, he was ready to leave.

"Brother...can you please break the car window to let me out? My car is stuck in this ghost place, and there is no bullet in the pistol to open the window."

Just when Zhang Yang was about to turn around and leave, this miserable-looking young man asked Zhang Yang for help.

Chi la~
Zhang Yang didn't hesitate when he heard the words, the Lanqie at his waist came out of the sheath instantly, and cut off a part of the roof of the off-road vehicle in the pit.

The young man in the car was slightly taken aback when he saw the pale face, then raised his left arm to lift off the part of the car roof that had been cut off, and then stepped on the steering wheel and climbed out of the car.

As soon as he came out, he went straight to the trunk of the off-road vehicle, opened it with all his strength, and then took out a large box of medicine and a syringe, and then used the needle to inject a medicine into his severely damaged right arm.

Zhang Yang watched his operation, and found that his right arm stopped bleeding soon after the medicine was applied, and his complexion seemed to be better.

"This medicine works well."

He secretly thought.

"Brother, as long as you help me bring this box of medicine back to Paradise City, half of the money I earn will be shared with you."

After saving himself, the young man said to Zhang Yang who was watching with interest.

"No... I'll just take a look... Paradise City is not far from here, go there by yourself."

Zhang Yang didn't plan to continue helping him. It was just a matter of little effort for him to rescue him just now, but now it is a little troublesome for him to ask for an escort.

After speaking, Zhang Yang left here directly, and continued to move forward along the established direction.

He didn't walk very far leisurely, and found that the young man behind him followed him. This man was empty-handed, and he strode forward and tried his best to follow him.

"Abandoning the cargo and saving your life first...it's very decisive..."

Zhang Yang felt that this young man had some decisiveness.

For the rest of the journey, Zhang Yang ignored him, and walked towards Paradise City at his own pace, killing monsters when they attacked, and killing mutants when they came, and it didn't take long before he saw a bustling city .

That city is the city of Paradise. It doesn't seem to match the wasteland and wilderness outside, and it looks a bit out of place, because it looks too bright and beautiful, without the dilapidated atmosphere of wasteland at all.

On the edge of this wasteland city, you can see a long wall and a checkpoint guarded by armed personnel. There seem to be a few robots swimming around the checkpoint, which seems to be heavily guarded.

"Sure enough, Paradise City can't be entered casually, there will be some review procedures..."

Zhang Yang was not surprised by this, but he was not worried either, because he had several ways to get in quickly.

Walking towards a fence on the edge of the city that no one was paying attention to, Zhang Yang teleported directly inside, and then continued to teleport deeper, arriving at a street corner within a few seconds.

What appeared in front of his eyes at this time was a somewhat familiar scene: high-rise buildings, wide roads, hurried pedestrians and vehicles coming and going.

"It's a bit like the modern city of Blue Star... but the level of technology seems to be higher..."

At this time, Zhang Yang noticed that there were some robots walking around on the street, some were soliciting customers, some were guarding the gate, and they seemed to be quite intelligent.

The Chenguang clothes on his body currently look like modern casual clothes, so he fit in well in this place. Walking on the street, he looked left and right, a little aimlessly.

"It doesn't seem to make much sense..."

Zhang Yang wandered around this Paradise City for a while, and found that it didn't look like a Paradise at all. Instead, there were many people with strange hairstyles and tattoos wandering around in groups on the street. Relatively normal office workers also look numb physically and mentally exhausted, walking briskly mechanically.

"Hey! Stop! Why haven't I seen you? New here?"

While observing, Zhang Yang's way forward was blocked by three strange men, one with an afro head, one with a cockscomb head, and one with a big bald head. They all had exaggerated tattoos on their arms, and on their necks There is also a large unidentified metal chain hanging on it, which is not a serious person at first glance.

"Get out of the way."

Zhang Yang didn't want to pay attention to this kind of person, so he stretched out his hand to grab and pull casually, and pushed the big bald head blocking the middle to the side road, and fell on his back.

"Dare to hit my big brother?!"

The cockscomb-headed and afro-headed boys next to him yelled when they saw the situation, their elder brother was humiliated in broad daylight, how could he still live with it?The scene must be supported by the eldest brother.

Seeing that Zhang Yang had already walked in front of them, they attacked Zhang Yang from behind. One punched Zhang Yang on the back of the head, and the other raised his foot and kicked Zhang Yang's waist.

When Zhang Yang sensed that they were attacking him, he immediately reacted. He turned around and kicked them into the road together, right on top of their bald brother who had just got up, making him let out a muffled groan, and then Lie down once.

After the three people were dealt with, Zhang Yang continued to walk leisurely on the street. He seemed to have caught the eyes of some passers-by along the way, but he didn't care. He didn't have to worry too much about this place. He wanted to leave after committing a crime. anytime.

"Sir, your skill is really good... Are you interested in participating in the underground fighting competition? The prize money for the champion will satisfy you."

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes followed Zhang Yang at this time, and said courteously to him, intending to pull him to fight black fists.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Zhang Yang didn't know how to fight some underground black boxing, so he directly refused, then turned around and walked into the door of a bar.

The reason why he came in was because he felt that there were a lot of people and it was very lively. He wanted to feel the charm of this paradise city, so it was a good choice to go in and have a look.

The gatekeeper at the door of the bar was a big black guy. He saw Zhang Yang coming over and didn't stop him, so he let him in smoothly.

After Zhang Yang went in, he found that it was exactly the same as what he perceived, it was a scene of feasting and feasting:

In the wide bar, with colorful lights flashing to deceive the eye, a large number of men and women who do not look like good people are drinking, chatting, dancing, taking drugs and doing some not very elegant things in it.

"This place is really open..."

After a few glances, Zhang Yang seemed to understand the meaning of Paradise. The men and women in the corner of the bar were completely ignorant of the influence. Own dance, own drug.

"This handsome guy, do you want me to buy you a drink?"

After observing silently for a few seconds, Zhang Yang, who looked a little different, was followed by a woman and came to strike up a conversation.

This woman seems to be less than [-] years old, with big eyes and an oval face, and her appearance is fair, but her face is heavily made up, with dark eye shadow and hair dyed, which makes her temperament appear Some flirtatious and decadent.

"Thanks, but I don't drink."

Zhang Yang didn't want to accept a drink from a strange woman, who knew what tricks followed.

"Handsome guy, it's okay not to drink. The rule of this bar is that you have to have at least one drink when you come in."

After Zhang Yang refused, the flirtatious young woman who asked him replied with a smile.

Zhang Yang didn't want to pay attention to her, and walked around her to the other side of the tavern, and soon realized that he was being followed by a few big men in suits and tattoos in the tavern.

But he didn't care. It was wishful thinking for these people to put pressure on him. He continued to wander around in this tavern, observing the microcosm of civilization in this paradise city.

"It feels like a lot of the people in this tavern are gangsters... no wonder there are so many rascals... those who do business, those who take drugs... look like they're going to belch if they don't have time to enjoy themselves... but anyway , at least here is safer than the wasteland outside..."

Zhang Yang now somewhat understands why this city dares to be called Paradise City. The good and the bad are all contrasted. Compared with the harsh environment outside, this smoky place is already considered a paradise.

After walking two more steps, Zhang Yang noticed that those strong men in suits and tattoos who were staring at him before came over and surrounded him, and then one of them flicked the cigarette in his hand, and said to him with a smile :

"Boy, you have to follow the rules when you enter our black hand bar. You must finish the three bottles of wine today, otherwise you don't want to stand up and go out."

When this man was speaking threatening words, the flirtatious young woman who had accosted Zhang Yang before also walked over beside him. This woman was holding a plate with three luxurious golden polyhedral wine bottles on it. It's kind of expensive at first glance.

The man who spoke looked at Zhang Yang with a smug smile on his face, put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth and took another puff, then spit out a cloud of smoke to Zhang Yang who was surrounded by several tattooed men in suits, waiting to see His dismayed reaction.

"Do you want me to drink? I'm really not good at it..."

Zhang Yang's expression didn't change at all, but killing intent had already risen in his heart.

(End of this chapter)