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Chapter 48

48. Burno City

Author: Chief Scientist of the Kingdom of Light

48. Burno City

war world

Burno City, this "city" was just a gathering place for some gladiators at first. Later, due to the increase in the number of people coming and going, it gradually developed into a small town until it became the current city.

As for the origin of the name Bono City, it has been impossible to verify. The most widely circulated story is that the word "Bono" means "dark night" in the language of a certain race. This has the most widespread origin, and some races also mean "dark night" in their own languages.

'Bono' means 'dark night', so the city of Bono has the nickname 'City of Night'.

Today's 'City of Darkness' is already home to nearly tens of millions of cosmic beings, but most of them can only live in small spaces and may die at any time.

The entire war world does not have an economic system to speak of, and most life forms do not even have the concept of "work." This leads to the fact that the only thing most people in the universe can exchange for supplies in the war world is their own body.

Spine, arms, internal organs, eyes, claws... as long as they are on your body, they can be exchanged for resources.

Of course, Bono City will not turn the space people into disabled people. In that case, it will be of no use to the war world.

After the organs are removed, a 'doctor' will replace the cosmonaut with a mechanical prosthetic body. Don't think about how advanced the mechanical prosthetic body is, it's just usable.

At this time, the cosmonauts can only go to the gladiatorial arena and wait, and maybe they can steal the prosthetic body from the downed gladiator and install it on himself to gain combat effectiveness.

This is the life of the lower class beings in the world of war.

No one wants to obtain resources, but will try their best to gain combat effectiveness and find ways to become a gladiator.

"A twisted world." Jero commented.

Unlike other cosmic beings who are trapped in an endless vicious cycle, Jero cares about another thing, that is, if all life is not engaged in production, how will the resources to maintain the operation of the war world come from?

Lu Luo's answer to Jero was that Meng Ge would send plunderers to plunder resources, but there were a lot of cosmic people in the war world. The largest city of Beno had tens of millions of cosmic people.

The number of other gathering places is not as large as that of Beno City, but they add up to tens of millions.

The number of life forms in the war world may not be as large as the population of a small country on Earth, but you must know that no cosmic person in the war world has ever thought of producing resources.

So, can we really sustain ourselves by just plundering resources?

And what if Brainiac or Brainiac's clone encounters a green light?

Even if we rely on the resources accumulated in the past, the war world is still in a very dangerous situation.

There are hundreds of millions of cosmic beings living here!

Jero couldn't imagine that scene, but he was currently unable to change the world of war.

What Mongo did was terrible.

Meng Ge almost turned the entire war world into his clay doll, kneading it at will, and it is probably irreversible.

Walking on the streets of Bono City, Jero was thinking about something.

The high-top boots splashed black water on the ground. This strange black water was probably corrosive.

In order to travel, Jero changed some clothes.

Most areas of Bono City were very harsh, so Jero had to 'wrap' himself up from top to bottom.

Jero is wearing a white coat on the upper body, a black high-density tight T-shirt underneath, a pair of highly stretchable trousers made of the same material on the lower body, a pair of high-top boots on his feet, a hunter's weapon on his right hand, and a hunter's weapon on his left hand.

It is completely wrapped by gloves.

Jero's seemingly exposed head is protected by an invisible optical shield. Even his hair is protected by a layer of white paint. This white paint can protect the hair very well, even from radioactive substances.

It can't damage his hair either.

I will never let my hair get damaged again! Jero swears!

Walking on the streets filled with unknown liquids, Jero felt a lot of hostility.

From the outside, Jero looks like a 'native' without any modification, and he is a race that rarely appears in the war world. If he is kidnapped, he will definitely be able to get a lot of mechanical prosthetics for combat!

But the cannon-like hunter weapon on Gerald's right hand frightened most of the evil-minded people. No one dared to test the power of the hunter weapon first. Under mutual fear, Gerald was actually very safe.

After walking for a long time, Jero found a place suitable for his size. Looking around, there were all kinds of cosmic beings.

Some cosmic beings have been treated with ion perm. Many cosmic beings are much taller than Gerald, and most of them have undergone prosthetic transformations.

After Jero's observation, this place is the one with the largest scale, the best decoration, and the largest number of guests that he knows so far. It should be possible to get some information about the man named 'Ming He'.

The decoration of this place is somewhat similar to a bar on Earth. Some space people will gather around a table, drink something that should be a drink, and then say something.

Finding what should be the bar counter, Jero sat on the floating chair and said to the bartender who was wiping the square container:

"Bring me a glass of milk from a black-and-white-patterned, two-horned, four-hoofed animal."

The thing Jero was talking about was actually somewhat similar to milk, but it had the taste of wine, and it tasted a little weird, but there was nothing he could do about it, it was one of the few things he could drink.

The bartender who looked like transparent jelly 'looked' at Jello, and his jelly-like body trembled. With the help of a translator, Jello understood this unique language.

"Okay, I'll serve it to you right away, dear gladiator."

The jelly spaceman 'grew' an arm in front of Jero's eyes. The arm kept moving, and finally brought Jello a glass of something that looked like milk.

After the jelly bartender brought the 'milk', Jero did not drink it, but asked the jelly bartender:

"I want to inquire about something, do you have the ability here?"

The language passed through the translator and was finally 'heard' by the jelly bartender. The jelly bartender's body that had been shaking stopped for a while, and after a while, he started shaking again.

"If you can show some strength, I will serve you."

"..."

Hearing this, Jero's expression changed, his ears twitched, and he captured the sound of tables and chairs being moved around him. Some cosmonauts slowly took out their weapons, while those without weapons were debugging their prosthetics.

"It's the same as Lu Luo said. If you don't want to keep your head down and live here for a second, you have to show force." Jero said calmly. The hunter's weapons have not been deployed. These miscellaneous fish are not qualified for him to use the hunter.

Armed.

The cosmic people continued to surround Jero, and Jero accurately targeted these cosmic people who wanted to surround and kill him. Then his telekinesis exploded, and all the cosmic people flew backwards like rags.

There are only eight monthly passes left before we can add more updates. Come on, brothers.
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