Kingdom of Corrosion

Chapter 35 - 34 Eagle Sand

Chapter 35: Chapter 34 Eagle SandLin Wu, who had gone to fetch gasoline, felt an uneasy sensation creeping in. Even on stretches of road devoid of residential houses, there would usually be a few zombies wandering about, so why were there only two at the sentry post?

Approaching the car, he suddenly heard the engine start, the headlights flashed on, accompanied by a woman’s cheer.

Fuck! Robbery? Is there no justice? No law?

Lin Wu immediately broke into a full sprint. The car thief spotted Lin Wu and hurriedly closed the car door. With the pickup truck’s slow acceleration and Lin Wu sprinting at top speed, he only covered a few meters before Lin Wu, with his Wind Stinger, appeared beside the driver and aimed the Sawed-off Shotgun at the person inside.

The car came to a halt, and the other party’s compliance greatly increased Lin Wu’s wariness.

The person inside opened the car door, and a female gamer stepped down from the vehicle, with a bit of a rascal tone, "Handsome, is this your ride?"

"Yes."

"Well, I didn’t know it was yours. Put your weapon away; there’s a lot of zombies around," said the female gamer, introducing herself, "I’m Shana," offering her hand.

Lin Wu put away his shotgun and shook hands with Shana: "Liangren."

"Nice name," Shana took a step closer, "Handsome, is your base short on people?" her eyes full of seduction.

’Nice name’? Lin Wu’s sense of caution intensified once more as he took a step back to observe her. Shana casually turned around, and Lin Wu noticed a newcomer’s weapon baseball bat on her backpack weapon rack. Lin Wu stowed his gun, concealed a dagger up his sleeve, and asked, "What skills do you have?"

Shana replied, "I’m a doctor, a general practitioner."

Lin Wu nodded, "My boss is over there." With that, he walked past Shana, opened the back door of the vehicle, and took out some spare gasoline.

Shana made a point of leaning in to touch Lin Wu deliberately, making him awkward, "Let’s go."

Leading the way, Lin Wu walked ahead with Shana following. She whispered, "Brother, is your boss hard to get along with?"

"Not at all."

As soon as Lin Wu finished speaking, he vanished and reappeared behind Shana, plunging a dagger into her skull and swiftly drew the blade across, taking away her last sliver of life. His left hand caught her body and gently lowered it to the ground, the movements fluid as water.

From the look in Shana’s eyes, she had no idea how she died.

Lin Wu first found a pistol in her possession: the Desert Falcon. The description made it sound incredibly badass, using 12.7mm caliber bullets. Precision and other stats aside, it’s the power that counts, and for firearms, the triggering mechanism isn’t directly related to power; the bullet is. The 12.7mm is commonly known as the .50 caliber, typically used in heavy machine guns and anti-material sniper rifles.

A newbie with only a baseball bat who learned an entire General Practice Skill Book was either lying or still lying. Of course, it didn’t exclude the possibility that Shana was extraordinarily lucky. But if a lucky person fell at his hands, then it simply meant that his luck was better. Thus, from any perspective, killing Shana was the right thing to do.

However, as Lin Wu continued to

Maya fell silent for a moment, "If I’m not mistaken, Dawn only left a single chance to start the engine."

Lin Wu realized, "That’s right, that’s just Dawn’s way of doing things. While pulling off a dirty trick, she still manages to feel self-righteous." Players, I’ve given you a chance—as long as you add the gasoline and then ignite, the car is yours. This trap is disgusting because most players will fall for it. The car isn’t driven away, and a bucket of gasoline is still given.

No wonder no zombies were arranged; this is for fear of not tricking players out of gasoline. A bucket of gasoline is 8 liters, exchanged from the base for two points of gasoline value.

Maya said, "I’ll drive the car over to charge the battery."

"No, no," Lin Wu said. "Being fooled once is enough. Trust me, Dawn wouldn’t give away something so good easily. If you bring the car over to charge it, who knows what else might break. We should go down and have a look."

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This wasteland was divided by barbed wire, and thirty large tents were again enclosed by a steel wire fence as a unit. Without a flashlight and in the rainy sky, crouching in front of the wire gate, Lin Wu peered into the pitch-dark interior, a proverb flashing in his mind: "Like inviting someone into a trap."

The small iron gate was unlocked, so Lin Wu asked Maya to wait a moment while he went inside to scout for a bit before reporting back, "Inside, the main facilities are containers and tents, with only 40-centimeter-wide paths, feeling more like a small maze. Additionally, some containers have ladders leading to the top."

Maya suggested, "Let’s go up on top of the container to survey the situation first."

Lin Wu nodded, leading the way. They hadn’t gone far when they reached a container, climbed the ladder to its top, with Maya following. She asked, "Do you hear any strange noises?"

"No," Lin Wu asked anxiously, "Did you hear something?"

"No, just checking." The area was close to the sentry post’s streetlights, which offered some light. Standing on top and looking around, it was impossible to tell if there were any zombies on the paths below, nor could they see any movement inside the surrounding tents.