Chapter 213: The City Lord

Greke looks like a natural soldier.

He is 2.5 meters tall and his body is terrifyingly strong. Every line on his face seems to be meticulously engraved. His actual age is in his fifties, but he looks only in his early thirties. Compared with ordinary people, his tall and strong body is enough to fit a thin woman.

This is the mutant effect caused by radiation.

The city lord's residence is a white steeple tower with a rich Gothic architectural style. It was originally a city museum in the old era. War destroyed all things related to art. Except for dozens of incomplete marble sculptures in the foyer and corridor, the exhibits here have long been transformed into ashes with civilization.

Greke likes this building very much. He cleans up the piles of garbage, wipes away the spider webs and dust densely covered with walls and corners of the house, and then decorates them with white paint and various old utensils collected from the ruins. This place has become the new power center of Cang Cinema.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, more than six meters high, and looking silently at a team of soldiers practicing in the square in front of the building, Greke's thick and rough mouth slowly showed a faint smile.

The average height of these soldiers is about the same as Greke. Every muscle on their body is full and bulging, and the tendons are like giant pythons. The load capacity of individual soldiers can reach 500 kilograms. They have strong bodies and tenacious vitality. Even in the biting cold wind, many people are still naked and shaking their muscles like showing off. At first glance, they look like a demon god with ferocious faces and fierce expressions.

They are elite guards directly belonging to Greke, and they are also the mutant army he spent a lot of money to build. The total number is about one hundred, but they have strong combat power no less than that of any family organization.

Evolved people are the highest-end existence in the wasteland world, which is a fact that everyone agrees with.

With the power of a parasitic of up to five stars, Greke easily gained the dominance of Cang Cinema. Like all the priests who gained power with their power, he cut off the head of the predecessor city lord and hung it high at the top of the city gate, and used terror and violence to capture the rebels lurking in the dark.

Greke is a cruel ruler. He can't find words like "gentle", "people-friendly", "benevolent" in his dictionary, and only "strong", "bloody", "suppression". He doesn't care how the people evaluate him. In the past few decades, he has not known how many of the most vicious curses Greke has suffered. In the end, he dismembered the person who cursed himself, cut off his head, and used the best anti-corrosion technology to make specimens in the showroom. In his words, "The enemy's hatred is the best source of power."

Ruling the city is a very troublesome thing. Greke himself is also very clear that it is impossible to maintain it for a long time by relying solely on killing and violence. He needs more help and support from others. Especially when facing foreign aggression and war, the strength of the army can never be replaced by personal abilities.

The special geographical location determines that Cang Cinema is destined to be a closed and isolated city from the outside world.

However, things are absolutely absolutely true, and businessmen with vision understand the truth that profits and risks coexist. Six years ago, a small exploration team belonging to the Luton family entered Cang Cinema with anti-radiation agents. It was from that time that a trade route between Cang Cinema and Sosbia was secretly established.

Due to capacity and energy restrictions, Sosbia asked Cang Cinema to provide only coarse salt. In exchange, they transported fabric, flour and wine into the city and made amazing profits.

By obtaining weapons from the Luton family, Grek quickly established a huge army. He understood the huge role of the superpowers in war, so he demanded to obtain enough enhancement potions. However, this kind of thing can only be produced by the Joint Doctors Association. The Luton family also had to strengthen its own private army, so the amount of potions that could be supplied to Cang Cinema was extremely rare. In addition, Sosbia maliciously raised the selling price, Grek was forced to pay nearly a hundred times the market price in six years, and only received a mere forty-two first-level enhancement potions.

Greke knew very well that the Luton family wanted to get the city. Perhaps it was because they were afraid of themselves with the power of five-star parasitics, or because of the special geographical environment surrounded by severe radiation areas. In short, these black-hearted merchants did not directly tear their faces, but forced themselves to submit in another gentle but fatal way.

They control the only business road entering and leaving Cang Cinema, monopolizing all important sources of materials in the city. They do not have to send troops to occupy Cang Cinema at all. It is extremely expensive to spend a lot of radiation-resistant potions and maintain the garrison. The shrewd Luton family only needs to close the business road and cut off all contact between Cang Cinema and the outside world. It won’t take long to cause a comprehensive disaster due to the lack of various necessities in daily life.

Sosbia stuck Greke's lifeline from the source.

Without strengthening potions, there will be no elite troops.

The energy of Cang Cinema Tide Power Station is limited and cannot supply more than 30,000 people with purified water. Even if there are a large number of weapons collected and renovated from the ruins, it is impossible to maintain a number of civilian armed forces of more than 10,000. Even if Greke leaves the city alone and retaliates against the senior leaders of the Luton family, they can also counter them by hiring more powerful parasites.

This is an unsolvable death.

By heart, Greke was not willing to leave Cang Cinema at all, give up the power he had already obtained, and also look for a new ruling area. However, he could not escape Sosbia's control. He had no cars, no energy, and no potions to strengthen the army comprehensively, so he could only stay here and could not move.

Nothing in the world will remain unchanged. Under the control of power and desire, humans will always have some extremely terrifying thoughts.

Greke is no exception.

In order to break the deadlock, he desperately searched for all possible ways to fight Sosbia. When he saw two mobs in wooden cages on the slave market in the city, he was sold as goods, a bold and crazy plan slowly emerged from the depths of his mind.

The mob is probably the dirtiest, savage and powerful intelligent creature on this planet.

Threatened by death and hunger, mob slaves captured from the wilderness will obey their master's orders under the beating of sticks. Almost all mines use this kind of labor that does not require compensation, and they only need very little food to feed them. But the slave owners also have to put in a lot of energy to supervise them the most. These guys never miss any chance of escape, and even force the weapons from the supervisors to cause total chaos. As for sending them guns and ammunition to form an army... I am afraid that only the most brainless idiots will do this kind of suicide.

Greke's plan is simple - select strong male reserve soldiers from the civilians and add severe radiation-contaminated ingredients to their food. At the same time, let them match the captured mob female and become pregnant.

This plan is not only aimed at men, but also some female citizens are forced to combine with the mob under a mandatory state.

Mobs and humans have almost the same genes, and the chances of evolution of offspring from the combination of the two are much higher than those of ordinary people. The lifespan of parasites is close to infinite, and Greke has enough time to wait for these mixed races to be born and grown. They will be fully militarized from birth, year after year, day after day, and eventually, Greke will get a powerful army entirely composed of evolved people.

They may not have enough wisdom like normal humans, but they must be very barbaric, rough and strong. For Greke, they will use combat skills to kill people as long as they obey their orders. This is enough.

It was a terrible plan, and Greke was not a biologist either. He was just acting on his own experience. He was willing to wait and devote a lot of time to it. However, unexpectedly, among the first soldiers fed with high radiation food, some mutants interested him appeared.

These people are very strong, and in just two years, they are over two meters tall. They are amazing, barbaric, aggressive, and their strength is several times higher than that of ordinary people. This mutation surprised Greke, but he also understood that this was definitely not an evolution under normal circumstances. Their degree of mutation only stayed in terms of physique and strength, and their speed and reaction ability did not change at all. Moreover, the number of soldiers with mutations was very rare, and the probability of production was only five or six%. As for others, after completing the first few matings, they died in large numbers due to various discomfort symptoms.

After spending thousands of residents, he could only get a hundred mutant guards.

Greke was already very satisfied with this result.

He was like a gambler who was brewing a sweep of the dealer, trying hard to piece together every possible copper plate that might be used as a bargaining chip. As long as his power became more and more abundant, he immediately took back everything he had done from the hands of the Sosbia and the Luton family with the bloodiest and violent means.

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The Hidden Moon City convoy that entered the outer edge of the city did not encounter any trouble. The large-caliber machine guns raised high on the roof are more convincing than any level of pass. Of course, the city guards without superpowers cannot judge by their breath. The visitors were evolved or strengthened people, but they could use their own eyes to see the other party's high-elastic combat suit with amazing protection capabilities, and the "Strick" chariot equipped with thick armor and heavy weapons.

Except for the Sosbia caravan, Cang Cinema has almost no outsiders. Everyone was curious about the convoy. Many residents ran out of their residential buildings, stood by the roadside and carefully looked at every part of the car body, and the young faces sitting in the carriage with assault rifles in their hands.

Several lazy-looking soldiers guarded the road leading to the city center, looking at the slowly coming convoy with envious and surprised eyes. One of the middle-aged men in black leather vests walked over slowly, raised their left hand, and signaled the convoy to stop.

"Hi! Where are you from?" He put the gun on his shoulder, approached the off-road vehicle in front, and looked at Lin Xiang in curiously.

"Hidden Moon City, about 1,600 kilometers away from here." Lin Xiang glanced at the mileage counter in front of the steering wheel, took out the cigarette box from his clothes pocket, took out two cigarettes, and handed it over with a smile.

Whether in the old era or in the wasteland, this is the best move for friendship among men.

"Hey! This is a rare good thing-"

Seeing the "marlboro" sign on the cigarette, the man screamed in surprise. He hurriedly took out the match and lit it, and took a deep breath. After a long time, with an extremely refreshing and stimulating feeling, a faint smoke that was almost completely absorbed from his mouth and nose was sprayed out.

The dispersed smoke quickly attracted the attention of several other soldiers. They surrounded them and took their own gifts from Lin Xiang. The cold behavior that should have been strictly investigated turned into a small party full of joyful atmosphere.

"It's rare to see anyone coming from this direction. In fact, except for the armed caravans in Sosbia, you are the only guests of Cang Cinema in recent years. The radiation in the west is too strong, and no one will move in that kind of place. Haha! Of course, it should not be a problem for you. You are very strong, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk! Look at this beautiful car, and look at these guns. The mob and mutant creatures are trying to attack you, and they are simply looking for death... Well! So now, is there anything I need to help?" The middle-aged man's attitude is very friendly, just like he is an old friend who has known for many years.

Lin Xiang smiled: "We are just a small army responsible for exploration. The above may set up a new trade route for the city based on the report of this outing. Of course, it depends on the amount of specialty and material assets you have here. As for now... you have also seen that we have walked a long way and need a clean room, food and water. It would be even better if we could take a hot bath."

The man nodded in agreement and added with a smile: "Perhaps you need a woman. There are many good girls in the bars in the city. As long as you have enough money, they will let you understand what the happiness men should enjoy."

Lin Xiang replied with a smile: "You are right."

A few minutes later, the re-engine convoy began to slowly drive towards the central area of ​​the city on the other side of the road.

Looking at the convoy gradually fading away, a soldier sucked the cigarette between his fingers and said enviously: "These people have a much better attitude towards us than the Sosbian caravan. I have been here for two years, and the caravans have been coming and going for almost fifty or sixty times. Those dark-hearted guys have never even seen a smile, let alone cigarettes."

The middle-aged man nodded: "No matter what, report this news to Lord Greke first. See how he will deal with this matter."

Another soldier stood beside him and whispered: "Captain, these people have very bright clothes and very well-equipped weapons and equipment. They are not many... Maybe we can do a good job."

The middle-aged man looked at him indifferently, shook his head, and said, "You'd better give up this idea as soon as possible. These people are definitely not as simple as they seem. Don't forget that there are black skeleton logos on their vehicles and clothes."

The Skeleton Knights cannot extend the control antennae to every corner of the earth, but this does not prevent the new generation of humans from aweing and fearing their instinctive nature deep in memory. Babies born in the wilderness may not know what the black skeleton logo means, but their parents will teach them orally, treating their maker and their logo as legends, and slowly spreading them among descendants.

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Although it is a large settlement, Lin Xiang cannot feel the prosperous atmosphere in this city.

The streets were dirty, full of garbage and feces. No matter where you went, there was a disgusting smell in the air.

There are almost no shops on both sides of the road. Occasionally, there are one and two shops with half-open windows, and the variety of goods is limited to a few monotonous seafood, cloth cotton, shoes, etc. Moreover, the number is pitifully small.

The empty city diluted the density of civilians, and they rarely gathered in old buildings. The lack of outsiders and fresh atmosphere made the city lack sufficient vitality. It felt like it was slowly rotting, and the predatory trade in Sosbia was gradually pulling away the muscles and bones that supported it, leaving only a pile of stinky rotten meat slowly swallowed by the soil and air. In the end, it completely disappeared from the world.

The hotels at Cang Cinema are not collectively referred to as units of measurement such as "home" or "intermediate", but are given the title of "district".

The city is full of vacant rooms. If you pay enough deposit, the boss will provide some bedding utensils such as felt pads. As for bathing, it is concentrated in several specially designated rooms. Compared with cheap room rent, the amount of water used in minutes is particularly expensive.

To Lin Xiang's surprise, like Hongwan Town, the hotel owner refused to charge Sosbian currency with a one-horned lion pattern. Only hard currency such as skeleton yuan or gold is accepted here. Of course, bullets are also included.

"The guys in the caravan are real villains, we don't like them, nor do we want to use their currency. Young people, for the sake of your first time here, give you a piece of advice - don't use this money in the city. Otherwise, it will cause you a lot of necessary trouble."

Although he didn't quite understand the hotel owner's advice, Lin Xiang did not have the idea of ​​continuing to use Sosbian banknotes.
Chapter completed!