However, the hound is right. Weapons are indeed very limited in the ruins. It does not mean that weapons are useless, but in many cases, fighting does not solve the problem, but makes things worse.

It will be more troublesome.

In fact, many hunters are not combat-specialized professions - when forming a team, engineers, geologists, biologists or doctors like Ivan are often more popular than full-time warriors.

"Zhuo Ligetu, your ability lies in your strength." A short man with braided hair smiled honestly at Ke Lan, "I was the one who pulled you back on the plane before."

"Thank you. If you need anything, please just ask. As long as I can do it, I will do my best." Ke Lan nodded in greeting. Although he was almost thrown out by the other party and suffered a concussion, this was a life-saving measure.

kindness.

"No, no, I have to thank you for grabbing the protective clothing. Otherwise, none of us would survive." Zhuoligetu waved his hand. Compared with the three people in front of him, this Mongolian man looked better.

Get along much more.

Ke Lan subconsciously moved closer to Zhuoligetu. For some reason, he always felt that the hound seemed to be hiding a lot about its abilities. It was impossible to become a lone hunter of this level by relying solely on its sense of smell.

"Jiang Lian." This is the only woman among the seven. She is wearing clothes with very little fabric. Her large exposed skin is covered with complicated and exquisite tattoos, and even there is a flower tattooed on her cheek that is blooming.

rose flower.

"I seem...to have heard of this name..." Renault said thoughtfully, staring at Jiang Lian's face.

"That's right, that one... a very famous one in the North Ninth District... I heard that it only costs 800 credits..." A lewd smile suddenly appeared on the hound's face, and he looked up and down at the other party's body with unabashed eyes.

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Ke Lan was stunned for a moment, a little astonished. Although the income from the hunter profession is not very stable, it is not like selling out...

"Your news is a bit out of date. The current market price is three thousand credit points, but... if it were you, one thousand and five points would be fine." Jiang Lian was not angry, but twisted his waist and walked to the front of the hound.

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"Be careful, old dog!" Layton, who thought he was the enemy of the hound, suddenly took a step forward and stretched out a mechanical arm to block the hound -

"Ding!"

There was a flash of silver light, and a clear sound of metal collision was heard. An inconspicuous white mark appeared on the mechanical arm, and a steel needle with a blue-purple luster bounced away and fell to the ground.

"It's boring." Jiang Lian shrugged, "This kind of poison can't kill you."

"Is this concentrated PSP toxin?" Ivan didn't know when he had picked up the steel needle, "Did you extract it from algae?"

"You know everything and why are you asking me?" Jiang Lian replied.

"What is that?" Hound thought he had some knowledge of toxicology, but he had never heard the name of this toxin.

"An ancient neurotoxin originating from algae on the earth... I thought specimens of this thing could only be seen in research institutes..." Ivan sighed in a low voice.

"If this needle pricks me, will I die?" Hound asked with lingering fear.

"No, the dose is not fatal, but it will at least cause hemiplegia, incontinence of urine and feces... I suggest you not make such jokes in the future. No one wants to go on the road with a burden." Ivan turned around and pressed the steel needle against it.

Gave it back to Jiang Lian.

"As long as he keeps his mouth shut."

The hunting dog glanced at Jiang Lian angrily, and quickly set his sights on Ke Lan: "It's your turn, our hero."

"I don't want to be a hero. If I can get out alive, I can share more of the loot." Ke Lan smiled, "My name is Ke Lan. I am a professional hunter. I don't have much ability."

"No ability?" Layton repeated these five words unhappily, "What does it mean to have no ability? We are already in this situation. We are all grasshoppers on the same rope. Why hide and tuck."

"To be honest, I belong to the kind of character who knows everything but knows nothing. I know a little bit about everything, but I only have a superficial knowledge." Ke Lan spread his hands.

"I understand, I understand, he is an all-rounder, right? You are too humble." Hound smiled and patted Ke Lan on the shoulder, "People like you are always fighting for it when we form a team."

Ke Lan could only smile at the flattery of the hound. Compared with the team, the all-round hunter is more suitable for singles. There is no other reason. The position of a person like Ke Lan in the team is very embarrassing -

—He can play any position, but he is not as good as the talents who specialize in this position. More often, he is just a dispensable fill-in candidate.

And when a team suffers from attrition, the first thing they need to consider is not to replace positions, but to retreat immediately. This is the way for elite hunters to survive.

"This is the last little brother left." Hound turned around and looked to one side.

A young man wearing an old model of standard armor sat quietly cross-legged on a stone, with his head lowered, and holding in his arms a standard sword that was as worn as the armor - from the time Ke Lan woke up until now,

He remained in this posture without moving, nor did he say a word.

This man seemed to be very withdrawn - this was the first impression he made on the other six people, and it was for this reason that the hound ranked him last.

"Akira Asano, a retired soldier, his specialty... let's call it swordsmanship." The young man raised his head and said slowly.

"Retired soldier? I think you are only in your early twenties, right? According to military regulations, once you serve, you are not allowed to retire before the age of thirty-five... Besides, your armor is an old model from more than a hundred years ago.

Right? The wear and tear is also very serious. The unit number and military rank on the armor have also been erased. Could it be that it was found in the flea market?" The hound was very suspicious, with his withdrawn personality and his deliberate concealment.

With their own identity and strength, such people often become unstable factors in the team. No one knows what accidents will happen in the subsequent exploration process. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are a ticking time bomb.

Compared with Akira Asano, people like Jiang Lian are more reassuring.

In addition, there is another thing that Ke Lan did not notice - when everyone on the transport plane worked together to pull him into the cabin, Akira Asano was the only one besides Layton who could not move.

A person who sits indifferently in his seat.

"If you want to prove that you are not lying, I suggest you report the number and organization of your original unit." Ivan interjected.

Among the six people, Layton and Hound had both retired from the army. As long as Asano Akira could tell these things, they could definitely guess whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

"I am indeed a retired soldier, but due to confidentiality regulations, I cannot say these things."

"Fart!" the hound suddenly cursed, "I've never been a soldier! Do you think this is still the old era? The serial number is not a military secret. There are no messy confidentiality regulations. I think you just can't make it up!"

I think we absolutely cannot take this kid with us, leaving him here to fend for himself is the safest decision!"

"But I can tell you why I retired." Akira Asano said, pointing to his eyes, "I am blind."

Only then did Ke Lan realize that although Asano Akira had been looking at them, his eyes were unfocused - he was really blind.

"Blind man? Can a blind man be a hunter these days? Then I think sows can even climb trees!" The hound was also stunned for a moment, but he was not polite at all.

"I won't be a burden." Akira Asano said in the same calm tone as before. He seemed not to be angry at all about the hound's questioning and sarcasm.

"I think we can take him with us. He won't be a burden." At this time, Ke Lan spoke.

"Why?"

"Before he said it himself, did any of us notice... that he was blind?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other five people suddenly fell silent - yes... If nothing else, when he climbed out of the wreckage of the transport plane, Asano Akira did not behave like a blind man at all. Not only did he not seek

No one's help will help them escape any slower than others.

"Are you really blind?" Before the Hound finished speaking, he had already pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Asano Akira directly in front of his face. Kankan stopped less than five centimeters away from the tip of Asano's nose.

The strong wind brought by the dagger slightly blew a strand of hair on Asano Akira's forehead, but his eyes remained blank and unfocused, without even blinking.

"Okay, but you have to keep up by yourself. If you fall behind, no one will come to catch you." The hound curled his lips and put away the dagger.

"Thank you." Asano Akira nodded.

Ke Lan saw the whole process of Hound's attack on Asano Akira, and he did not try to stop him. But judging from the latter's performance, he really couldn't see anything. Otherwise, no matter how calm his expression was,

Faced with a sharp weapon that is piercing directly, it is impossible for the eyes to change slightly.

There is another discovery that Ke Lan did not mention - the sword in Asano Akira's arms and the suit of armor he is wearing are obviously a complete set, but there is no one among the Ark army.

The army has been equipped with such standard weapons.

In Ke Lan's knowledge, the most common melee weapons in the army are multi-function daggers and engineer shovels, followed by ramrods and chain swords mounted on mechas... This type of war knife is similar to the Japanese samurai sword.
Chapter completed!