Checking his spoils of war. There was a scope,less sniper rifle, absolutely different from the basic sniper within the base and even ten times better.
The revolver was a gun Lucifer had rarely seen. This gun was clearly much more powerful than an ordinary revolver. It's barrel was large, quite similar in style to the modified sniper rifle, but it was still inherently different.
Klein's revolver was a modified pistol which came from a weaponsmith and was a handcrafted tool at that. In the making of this gun, Klein had asked for pure power with with no intents on accuracy at all. He believed his opponent would never be able to avoid the bullets at point blank range.
But he had dead and his weapon was now considered Lucifer's loot which had helped him greatly against his opponents.
He also retrieved about 10,000 Meta in cash. It was the most money Lucifer had held in his entire life. Lucifer buried everything in the ground and took only the alloy steel knife and the large revolver but he made sure to hide them from plain sight.
Staring at the map he had gotten from of the corpses he figured out his exact location using the Hundred-snakes valley as medium.
He saw the map of the base his eyes then locked onto a specific location. It was the area for the recon mission from the base. It turns out he was only roughly a few kilometers from there. By rough estimation, Michael should be someplace close also.
As though the entire 24 hours didn't happen, Lucifer got on his feet and started jogging through the ruins, heading to complete his mission like the normal recruit that he is.
The night was brightly lit with moonlight, as the moon was now perfectly round and hanging high up in the sky. Tonight's moonlight was extra dazzling, the pale-green moonlight pouring down from the sky like streams of water. It sprinkled the essence of moonlight onto the wasteland bringing with it a chilling breeze.
The forest surrounding the area were dense and the faint sounds of beasts battling and howling in the forest resounded, making the night forest chaotic.
Michael came out from the cave where he had been camping and took a deep breath. A wisp of dense and pungent fog, along with dense amount of fog together with the dust were inhaled inhaled into his lungs, making him sneeze lightly.
With a stomp, he soared climbed up a tree like a leopard. Standing at the top of a large tree, he ran his eyes around, and spotted numerous eyes growling at him in the darkness but didn't dare come close.
Michael snorted at them with a condescending look. He had killed quite a number of them which made made the Savage Cayotes retreat in fear. While they were the height of a ten-year old with huge jaws, they were still rather afraid him.
But their home had been invaded by this two-legged creature. They could only remain in the dark and wait for him to leave.
Michael acted as though he didn't see them. After all, they were only a bunch of savage beasts.
Smoke escaped the cave into the forest air as he roasted two whole laps of a level-2 mutated Cayote by the firewood. It was the alpha of the pack which he had killed earlier.
Suddenly Michael's brows furrowed and he lifted his head to look at a particular direction.
With a rhythmic tap, the sounds of footsteps got louder until the intruder's face could be seen by the moonlight.
Michael frowned as he recognized this person. "You followed me?"
Lucifer's glanced at the nearby group of Cayotes and then turned towards Michael in slight surprise. This young man certainly isn't simple! Lucifer couldn't decern the strength this young man had achieved but he knew he was no simple individual as even the group of seven level-1 Cayote didn't dare to attack him.
Lucifer shrugged and replied. "I didn't follow you, I'm just trying to complete the mission given by the base."
"Didn't I say I was going to complete the mission? By my self?" Michael pressed on.
Lucifer's nose flared, an aromatic smell of roasted meat entered his nose. His attention turned towards the cave and he immediate gulped and asked. "Can I have some?"
The frown on Michael's face remained. He was quite sceptical of Lucifer. Despite the dangers of this place, he chose to complete the mission and what about the Cayotes? Why didn't he show any signs of fear despite their threatening growls?
Despite all that Michael nodded his head. It wasn't his business in the first place. Thinking about his plan, he stopped worrying.
Lucifer had just finished one lap of a Cayote but he, stood up again and took the other lap and continued to busy himself with the food.
Michael looked at him with squinted eyes. " The scouting mission is perfect for me since I have one level of perception as well as one level of psionic, so I need a lot of energy. Why are you eating so much?"
Lucifer mildly said, "I'm aware you aren't just going there to scout so I'm going with you to the lab. There might be some good stuff left over right? Moreover, my strength is no joke so I will fight along side you too."
Michael's face instantly darkened. And he remained silent for a while. He didn't know how Lucifer knew about his plan. But then he raised an eyebrow.
"You're going to fight with me? What a joke. The secret laboratory contains unfathomable danger. With your weak strength, are you going just to send yourself to the grave? Let's see… you're not even a Level-2 genetic soldier yet, aren't you?"
Lucifer was quite surprised. His eyes, it seemed that any kind of secret was impossible to keep. He probably has two levels in perception. "I have my ways of dealing with danger."
Cracking a piece of bone in his mouth Lucifer grind it dust with his teeth and swallowed it with a gulp.
Michael's face changed slightly. That was a level-2 mutated creature's bone.