Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster! Chapter 71 Mist

Although the distribution of land from the rich is easier said than done, it’s evident that achieving perfection in a short period is impossible.

But Chen Jian never intended to achieve perfection.

He rely wanted to show the residents his stance.

No one is blind; everyone knows it’s not easy to tally everything and distribute it fairly.

But seeing those warriors, who just eliminated the monsters and drove the chanical God Sect away, getting directly involved in distributing the bounty had a greater educational effect than anything else.

Thus, on this post-apocalyptic wasteland, a harmonious scene unexpectedly unfolded.

After most things were roughly distributed, the people here profoundly realized one issue:

Now that the resources belong to us, what about the future?

If the chanical God Sect returns, what will we do?

In fact, the policies of the chanical God Sect on this wasteland weren’t particularly harsh; it’s just that good land and resources were too scarce, and securing them was too difficult, so they appropriately raised security taxes and rents.

To be precise, the lives of the commoners here were not significantly different from the tenant farrs protected by landlords during the Eastern Jin period.

A large portion of the output was plundered, leaving them with barely enough resources to survive.

Now, although the managent has changed and future taxes might still be levied, at least the resources are truly distributed into their hands.

Not only were food and materials shared, but also guns and bullets, showing true commitnt to keeping their promises...

The enthusiasm of Yellow Stone City’s residents soared instantly, and even when Chen Jian asked for volunteers for reconnaissance, many stepped forward willingly.

Because Chen Jian promised that anyone who goes and returns successfully will have priority in the distribution of the next battle’s spoils.

Although no one could be sure whether Yellow Stone City could win, they all hoped for victory.

The reconnaissance team quickly filled up, and Chen Jian smiled approvingly at the crowd preparing for departure, thinking to himself:

This is how it should be.

The ti is not ripe; the traditional camaraderie between the military and civilians won’t work here.

But if even the allowances aren’t distributed properly, how can they confidently pull the trigger?

Hold those guns high for !

The city defense mbers of the reconnaissance team quickly deployed, and Lei Jie selected people to return to 7025 fortifications to move equipnt, while Chen Jian stayed behind but was not idle.

Digging trenches, building shelters, and also finding ways to dispose of the monster corpses.

---Such a huge body, if not disposed of cleanly, left to rot and stink, the contaminated water source might instead beco the greatest threat to Yellow Stone City.

"What should we do? Blow it up?"

Shen Yue, standing next to Chen Jian, asked:

"I saw a batch of explosives stored in the basent of the chanical God Sect church. Though not much, it should be enough to dismber the creature."

"Then bring it over."

Chen Jian decisively ordered, and then organized a group of residents to use ropes to drag the monster to the shore.

When the giant creature was pulled from the water and fully exposed to everyone, they truly realized the power of the weapons these self-proclaid "ancestors" wielded.

Unlike the chanical God Sect’s round ammunition, their shells were sharp, like oversized bullets.

And when these bullets penetrated the monster’s body, they exploded into shocking, massive cavities.

Whether shells or tal armor... neither mattered.

The weapons the chanical God Sect spent over two years developing, at the cost of thousands of lives and countless resources, were utterly useless against these.

Huang Yu watched as Shen Yue and He Shuo packed explosives into the creature’s limbs and torso, and remarked in awe:

"Sir, I fear there is no monster in this world that can withstand your firepower."

"Even the monster in the Han Shui Relics will likely end up like Mongolia’s..."

"That one’s already dead."

Chen Jian replied casually.

"Already dead?!"

Huang Yu was stunned and incredulously asked:

"You dealt with that monster first before coming to Yellow Stone?"

"That’s right."

Chen Jian nodded and continued:

"Otherwise, why would the chanical God Sect be our enemy? It must be related to these two monsters."

"They seed to think that those who could kill monsters were so kind of ’Mimic Heretics’. Ridiculous, because we don’t even know what Mimic Heretics are..."

"Mimic Heretics?"

Huang Yu paused, shaking his head:

"You aren’t like them at all."

"You know?"

Chen Jian suddenly turned his head.

Goodness, previously it was said that such information could only be obtained from the ’Ring rchants’, and now soone in Yellow Stone City knows?

What’s a pleasant surprise?

This is it!

Seeing his unusual expression, Huang Yu didn’t dare hesitate and quickly replied:

"I know."

"The turmoil caused by the Mimic Heretics happened over a hundred years ago, and by then Yellow Stone City had a lot of people."

"They ca here, but didn’t stay."

"But they brought many things... I rember, the boats we make now, the sails on the boats, are things they taught us."

"Those who truly saw them have long died, I only heard about it from my grandfather, who also heard it from his grandfather."

Chen Jian thoughtfully nodded.

The relatively isolated and stable nature of Yellow Stone City allowed such events from over a hundred years ago to still be passed down.

But does this also an the imprint left by these "Mimic Heretics" on this settlent was extrely profound?

He further asked:

"So what did these Mimic Heretics do? Were they good or bad?"

"...I can’t say."

Huang Yu shook his head and replied:

"I never t them, but I heard from my grandfather that they seed like...evil spirits."

"In many ways they were like our ancestors, very intelligent, very powerful, but unlike our ancestors, they weren’t kind."

"When they arrived at Yellow Stone City, they had already killed many people and were covered in blood."

"But they didn’t kill our people, instead they left so food and seeds."

"No one knows what they were doing. They certainly weren’t good people, they were different from you."

"But they also seed... like they weren’t entirely bad either?"

After Huang Yu finished speaking, Chen Jian remained silent.

This conversation didn’t provide any effective information or help him obtain useful clues.

Too much ti has passed—many details likely dissipated over generations.

In Huang Yu’s eyes, the so-called "Mimic Heretics" might just be a terrifying and eerie symbol, much like the Bear Granny story Chen Jian heard as a child.

Chen Jian sighed, ready to speak, but Huang Yu added:

"But I know why the chanical God Sect calls them ’Mimic Heretics’."

"Why?"

Chen Jian’s eyes lit up.

"Because they all looked very similar."

"As if they were a kind of monster, only capable of changing into one form."

"This is sothing my grandfather ntioned, though I don’t know if it’s true..."

They all looked very similar?

Chen Jian didn’t understand what this ant, but he could feel the fog over the truth thickening.

Perhaps unlocking this secret would only be possible once Yellow Stone City was fully stabilized, allowing for organized exploration beyond.

At this mont, Shen Yue and He Shuo had finished setting up the explosives.

Chen Jian gave the order, and the explosives detonated, instantly tearing Mongolia’s enormous body to pieces.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, the once-invincible monster now reduced to a pile of debris.

He was about to call for everyone to handle the remains when Shen Yue raised his hand.

"Wait a minute!"

"There’s sothing inside this creature!"