With an understanding of this world, Su Chen's first priority was to identify their current location. Next, they headed towards the muscle Camps or Factions, intending to let Guangtou Qiang take over there. Establishing a base in one of the Camps or Factions would make all tasks more convenient.
As the duo left the alley, the scene outside caused Su Chen’s gaze to shift dramatically. The environnt was filthy and chaotic, reeking of stench and littered with garbage. Yet, more striking were the people: their numb eyes, tattered clothes, and gaunt appearances, resembling living corpses.
Su Chen and Guangtou Qiang, markedly cleaner in appearance, stood out conspicuously in this setting.
So locals eyed them with ill intent, but recoiled upon seeing Guangtou Qiang’s bulging muscles, barely concealed by his clothing. Everyone knew that only those from the muscle Camps or Factions could boast such physique in a world where starvation was common.
Guangtou Qiang, with a fierce look, grabbed a passerby and demanded, “Where are we?”
The man, intimidated by Guangtou Qiang’s muscular build, stamred, “This... this is a city under the Black Pupil Camps or Factions.”
Black Pupil Camps or Factions?
Guangtou Qiang pondered. If he rembered correctly, this faction always maintained a low profile, rarely engaging in battles, which usually involved the muscle Camps or Factions and the Blood Moon Camps or Factions, with occasional involvents of Black Pupil.
Guangtou Qiang knew little about Black Pupil Camps or Factions. As a straightforward Super Soldier, he preferred brute force over strategy, unlike Black Pupil, known for their cunning. If not for the balanced power among the factions and the presence of Superweapons, Black Pupil might have already aid for dominion over the world.
Su Chen’s appearance led so to believe he was a high-ranking mber of Black Pupil—how else could one explain his fine skin and clean clothes?
Observing their unlikely alliance, so bystanders discreetly left to spread the news.
To Su Chen, such attention was trivial. Their strength was unmatched in this world; even Superweapons posed no threat.
Their journey to the Black Pupil main base was swift. Along the way, Su Chen witnessed the grim reality of this world. The aftermath of a nuclear war had left many scarred by radiation, their skin unhealthy, so even disfigured. Hope seed a distant concept here, as people rely survived on the minimal food provided by Black Pupil. With no education or prospects, joining any of the three major Camps or Factions was a distant dream.
Upon witnessing a group descending on a fresh corpse, Su Chen frowned. Guangtou Qiang intervened, dispatching the crowd and erasing the evidence. Leaving the body would have dire consequences.
“This world is devoid of hope, but my arrival changes everything,” Su Chen mused. This was his world, won in a lottery, his personal domain, and he would not tolerate such despair.
Arriving at the Black Pupil main base, they were imdiately confronted by guards ard with AK-47s. The guards, puzzled by their appearance—a black-haired, black-eyed man, and a muscle-bound figure—assud a joke of sorts. When challenged, Su Chen casually denied any affiliation with Black Pupil, prompting the guards to ready their weapons, suspecting espionage.
The confrontation escalated when the guards opened fire on Guangtou Qiang, only to find their bullets ineffective against him. Realizing they faced a formidable opponent, they sent a distress signal, alerting the main base.
The base responded with the activation of Prism Towers, unleashing a piercing sound and a beam of light towards Guangtou Qiang, indicating the start of a significant confrontation.
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