"That's it? !" Bick's tone was very strange.
When he saw the fat monster wiggling its fat and roaring at the sky, he thought it was some powerful move.
Who knew, they were all ready to see the other party shake the world and kill in all directions. In the end, the special effect was quite good. When they saw the actual effect, not even a hair of the guards was hurt.
"What else can we do? Fat monsters, this kind of mutated beast, has been hunted in the wasteland world for 80-90 years. Don't you know its ability?" Kate was even more speechless. She shrugged her shoulders very casually.
Bick secretly rolled his eyes. It turned out that he kept cheering for himself along the way. It was a battle of wits and courage with the air.
What was it like to be hunted by survivors for 80-90 years?
If one treated the fat monster as a big boss in a video game, it might be easier to understand.
Thinking back to some extremely difficult video games in his previous life, when they first came out, it indeed made all the players scratch their heads.
However, after coming out for a few months, they were immediately played by experts. They could clear the level without any weapons.
It was just like the mortar positions set up by the free town guards. It was not far or near, but it was about 200 yards away from the fat monster.
At this distance, it was just enough to avoid the fat monster's attack range. It could also save the most amount of ammunition and ensure the power of its attacks.
Not long after, the fat monster was forced into a desperate situation and began to fight with all its might.
The fat on its body squirmed, and a bone spike the size of an ordinary telephone pole drilled out from it.
Although it was called a bone spike, its texture was actually more like some kind of transparent gemstone, sparkling and reflecting the sunlight.
"The bone spur has appeared. The bone spur has appeared. Prepare for high-energy radiation..."
Seeing Bick turn his head, Kate did not wait for him to ask anything, Kate explained directly, "Although the fat monster went astray during the mutation process and put all its nutrients into the accumulation of fat, during this process, a part of it was still put into the bone spur, and this is its normal mutation route. When the bone spur is a little bigger, its fat will be burned into energy, and all of it will be supplied to the bone spur. When the bone spur is formed, the fat monster will become a real level two mutated Behemoth, the butcher. At that time, it will depend on whether you military nobles have the time to take care of this desert, or else..."
Kate did not continue with the rest of her words, but Bick could understand it.
"Buzz!" A series of beeps sounded continuously. Bick looked at the high-energy ray launcher that was vibrating and producing a phantom.
It was hard to imagine that something so crude, like something that was pieced together from a rubbish pile, could vibrate so fast. It was really scary that it would fall apart in the next moment.
However, the technology of the survivors was still reliable. The launcher did not fall apart.
Instead, it was when Bick's chest was stuffy from the sound and he felt dizzy.
Then, a faint sound that was like a match was heard. A light red ray flashed past.
The fat monster's crystal-like bone spurs were broken.
"Ah!"
"Huya!"
As the fat monster wailed weakly, a wave of cheers sounded from the dense vegetation around it.
Soon after, more than a thousand people jumped out from their hiding places. Most of them were holding cold weapons, while one to two hundred people were carrying harpoon launchers.
"PFFT, PFFT!" The sound of sharp blades piercing into flesh rang out continuously.
Harpoons danced in the air. They were tied to ropes made from the hair and tendons of unknown animals. No matter how the fat monster struggled, it could not break the rope that was as thin as hair to it.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that the bone spur that it had gathered all its energy was cut off by the high-energy ray.
At this time, the fat monster was already dispirited.
Seeing the actions of these guards, it seemed that they did not want to kill the fat monster directly. It seemed that they wanted to fix it here.
This time, Kate did not wait for Bick to look over, she directly said, "The fat monster is a rare source of fat. The rest of it is also very useful. That bone spur is a very rare quasi-level-2 material. It can be used to make weapons that can break the defense of anything below Level-2 Mutant Beasts."
"A source of fat?" Bick could not help but exclaim.
Of course, he could see Kate's desire for the bone spike, but he paid more attention to what Kate said earlier.
Because no matter how he listened to it, it was all related to eating.
Kate said indifferently, "How do you think the nutrient supply came about? Without nutrients, how can it provide energy?"
"Uh..." Bick retched, reminding himself that he would never, ever eat nutrient supply in the future.
Eating that thing was the same as eating the fat monster in front of him?
After Kate confirmed that the armed forces in front of them were the guards of free town, the two of them did not deliberately hide.
Therefore, when these guards were fixing the fat monster and using a large pump-like tool to extract the fat monster's fat, they had already discovered them.
However, they did not surround them as if they were facing a great enemy. Instead, they continued to do their own work.
Only two or three big men came over with weapons and asked.
"Hey, what are you doing?" A man with a tattoo on his left arm took a step forward with a vigilant look in his eyes.
"I'm going to trade." Bick was not flustered at all.
He heard that the two of them were wasteland visitors who were going to free town to trade. After checking their radiation and biochemical values, they even kindly pointed the way.
After watching the harvest show, under the lead of Kate, Bick soon arrived outside the punk-filled free town.
This was a well-known commercial survivor base. Although the weapons were not as sophisticated as the smithy town, and the food was not as delicious as the maple syrup town, as a commercial survivor base, the things here were the most complete, and the service was the best.
The most important thing was that it could provide protection for every wasteland traveler who came to the town. Even a lone ranger would come here to trade.
In order to not attract attention, before entering the town, they followed Kate's suggestion to dress up in rags, just like those low-level wasteland travelers, and gradually approached the town.
In Bick's imagination, the wasteland should be the naked law of the jungle. There was no morality or law at all.
Order seemed to be a term that should not exist in the wasteland, but Bick felt it in the free town, even though he had not stepped into the town yet.
However, the order here was a little different.
Everything here was so bizarre in Bick's eyes.
Mercenaries with old rifles on their backs and cigars in their mouths leaned against the shade outside the town and chatted in groups of three to five.
Merchants who used a personal terminal similar to a code-sweeping gun to determine the radiation content and biochemical contamination of their products.
Of course, most of them were disabled people. one-eyed people were everywhere. They wore a pirate-style eyepatch and were bold enough to directly expose the black hole.
The poor disabled people put an iron hook on their broken arms and chewed on the roasted meat. The developed ones would change into a mechanical hand, just like the Terminator.
Of course, outside the town, there were more poor people who had nothing. Due to malnutrition, most of them were sallow and emaciated, and most of them could not even moan.
Most of the guards in uniform carried cold weapons and patrolled under the lead of a three-man fire team with guns. They were all expressionless and ignored the poor people, they also showed no mercy to the skimpy-dressed prostitutes who approached the roadside naked.