Enzo shook his head and returned the white paper to Uriah. Although the Aquamarine World belongs to the technological plane, it is still somewhat difficult to compare with the wizard civilization that controls thousands of worlds.
The content in this white paper is also basic in the wizarding world.
During Enzo's apprenticeship, he read similar books in the library. Although he specialized in potions, he also dabbled in mechanics. However, this path was unable to become a truly powerful existence, so he did not spend too much energy on it.
In the multiverse, the one that can push technology to its limits is the goblin civilization.
It was a big world that once made the wizarding world feel very troublesome. The individual combat capabilities of those short goblins were almost negligible, but the technological equipment built with wisdom was even fearful of wizards.
It took tens of thousands of years for the wizarding civilization to conquer the world of goblins.
Several fourth-level all-spirit wizards and even fifth-level holy soul wizards have fallen under the powerful technology of the goblins. In the end, it was the Dark Supreme of the wizard world who personally took action and used the laws to curse the entire goblin world.
Since then, the powerful goblin civilization has finally come to an end.
The cursed world of goblins can no longer give birth to intelligent goblins, so they are cursed into a group of inferior creatures. Among the millions of goblin newborns, there may be a chance for an intelligent goblin to appear, but this is obviously no longer possible for the wizarding civilization.
threatening.
If compared with the once glorious goblin civilization, Aquamarine World is obviously not qualified.
However, the most powerful crystallization of wisdom in the Aquamarine World is the smart chip integrated with Enzo's soul. Its functions can be infinitely upgraded, and it is an existence that even the goblin civilization and even the wizard civilization cannot create.
The sky gradually fell into darkness, and several people quickened their pace.
Finally, when night fell completely, Wayne and others came to a ruins. After walking along the narrow cave, a manhole cover appeared in front of them. Wayne stepped forward and skillfully removed the manhole cover, and then got in.
This is the entrance to the underground ruins of No. 72.
Since the world experienced atomic nuclear changes decades ago, terrible radiation has enveloped the earth. Only the underground or the sky have become the last places for human beings to live. Compared to the sky, survival underground is even worse.
But that became the only option for the Wastelanders.
Because the existence of the floating city requires a lot of energy and cannot carry everyone. Only the elite can live in the sky, and the rest can only live underground, struggling to survive under the threat of radiation.
Following the passage under the manhole cover, Wayne and others moved forward.
The roads in the underground shelter were mostly winding and winding. They relied on the few kerosene lamps and could barely see the surroundings clearly. The few people moved forward slowly, but they were not in a hurry. It was safer to return to the shelter than outside.
After traveling for about half an hour, the road ahead finally came to an end.
Not far away is a dark iron door.
There were barbed wire fences everywhere to resist the invasion of mutant rats. Wayne stepped forward quickly and knocked on the iron door rhythmically.
Then, the dark iron door was slowly opened.
Wayne and others got in one after another. The environment of the underground shelter was even dirtier than a garbage dump, but it could resist radiation, so it became a paradise for human survival.
"Are you back late? Wayne."
The person who opened the iron door for several people was a bald man with a somewhat thin body, a skull tattooed on his bare chest, very wretched triangular eyes, and a finger-tiger glove on each hand, as if he was ready to attack at any time.
"The world is tough and it's not easy to find something to eat."
With an indifferent expression on his face, Wayne took the backpack from Casey and threw it directly on the table in front of the bald man, saying, "This is our scavenging offering. Take a good look at it."
With that said, Wayne opened his backpack.
It was filled with food, and the bald man couldn't help but show a trace of greed on his face. He dug through the backpack with his hands and counted the food. It was enough to be used as a tribute for Wayne and others to scavenge.
However, the bald man was not satisfied.
He rolled his eyes and pretended to sigh, "If we follow the past rules, these things would be enough as your tribute, but it's a pity that Johnny Boss has just changed the rules."
"From now on, everyone's tribute will be increased by 20%!"
"So, these are not enough..."
Wayne frowned slightly and said coldly, "Why don't we know Johnny Boss's rules? In that case, just wait until I hand over the tribute to Johnny Boss in person."
The boss of underground Vault 72 is Mad Dog Johnny.
Therefore, he is the local emperor here, and all the rules are made by him. How much tribute everyone should pay is a matter of one sentence. Additional tributes are collected not once or twice, and the people in the refuge also dare to be angry.
Dare not speak.
After that, Wayne was ready to leave.
However, the bald man had a cold look on his face and blocked his way, saying in a deep voice: "I have already said that the tribute will be increased by 20%. If you can't get it, prepare to get out of the shelter."
"It's okay to increase the tribute by 20%."
At this time, Wayne spoke quietly and said in a cold voice: "However, these rules are set by Johnny Boss, or you said it yourself, but it is not certain yet."
The bald man's expression changed, and his eyes became fierce.
"Damn it, you little bastards, do you want to rebel?"
The bald man relaxed his muscles and said with a ferocious smile, "Whether it's Boss Johnny or me, charging an extra 20% of the tribute is a resource that you should be filial to. Hand it over obediently, and everything will be easy to talk about, otherwise..."
Wayne frowned, anger flashing in his eyes.
Now it is very clear that charging an additional 20% of the tribute is not Mad Dog Johnny's order at all, but the bald man intends to ask for it himself, using the fact that he is a mad dog to steal your boss, to blackmail Wayne and others.
Wayne's face was grim and he was about to pull out the broken knife.
At this time, Uriah stopped him and said, "Forget it, Boss Wayne, it's very hard for the bald guy to guard the door of the shelter, but let's give him some food as our filial piety."
Wayne frowned and was stopped by Uriah's eyes.
His meaning is very clear. For the current small team, there is no point in causing extra problems. It is best to return to the shelter first. What's more, the resources for the small team's scavenging this time are very abundant, so it doesn't matter if they give more tributes.
"Yeah! That's right."
After hearing Uriah's words, the bald man nodded with satisfaction.
Although Wayne was unwilling, he did not object. He took out some food from his backpack, threw it on the table and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, the bald man spoke again.
"Wait a minute, let me check your backpack." There was a greedy glint in his eyes. He had successfully asked for something just now, which made the bald man taste the sweetness. He saw that Wayne's team had gained a lot this time, and he planned to get more.
benefit.
However, upon hearing the bald man's words, Wayne's expression changed slightly.
The reason is very simple. The mechanical arm is hidden in the backpack. If the bald man discovers it, it will inevitably cause a greater conflict. Therefore, Casey, who is responsible for carrying the backpack with the mechanical arm, cannot help but take a few steps back.
"It's you, come out!"
But the bald man saw the change in Casey's expression, so he said with a ferocious smile: "Open your backpack and let me check it, otherwise I will report it to Johnny Boss and say you are hiding contraband."
The so-called contraband is also the rule of the underground shelter.
Here, according to the rules set by Mad Dog Johnny, any scavenger who finds equipment such as firearms and ammunition must hand it over unconditionally, but such things rarely appear in garbage dumps.
Even Mad Dog Johnny hasn't been seen for several years.
The mechanical arm that Wayne and his gang picked up is obviously one of them. If the bald man finds it, he will definitely take it away by force.
Casey looked nervous and couldn't help but take two steps back.
This obvious change in expression was naturally noticed by the bald man, so he took a step forward and prepared to snatch the backpack from Casey's hand.
"Bring it to me! Xiaoza..."
The bald man's voice suddenly stopped, and the grin on his face froze. Severe pain followed, but it became extremely difficult for him to even make a sound.
"Well……"
The bald man made a muffled sound and his body continued to tremble. Behind him, Enzo grabbed the back of his neck with his hands. Starting from the spine, it had been crushed to pieces or even torn off.
Bang!
Then, Enzo threw the bald man out like a piece of garbage. After the man fell to the ground, he struggled a few times like an insect, and finally became motionless.
Next to them, Wayne and others were stunned.
On the same spot, Enzo looked calm. Killing the bald man in front of him was like crushing an ant to him. In the wizarding world, even a look could kill the other person's soul.
"You...killed the watchdog?" Casey's voice trembled.
As residents of the underground ruins of No. 72, everyone in the small team knew that the bald man was Mad Dog Johnny's subordinate. He may not be very strong, but he represented Mad Dog Johnny, and Enzo killed him without any burden.
Such behavior made even Wayne swallow his saliva.
However, Uriah nodded.
Although his face was a little pale, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said coldly: "Well done! Enzo did nothing wrong. Since this watchdog is unwilling to let go, there is no need for us to swallow our anger any longer."
"Then...what about Mad Dog Johnny?"
Casey's legs were shaking. He knew very well what kind of person Mad Dog Johnny was. He was crazy and cruel. He treated anyone who dared to disobey him in the shelter and would skin them and feed them to the zombies.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a mad dog."
On the spot, Enzo looked calm and said softly: "Since we have killed his men, we might as well kill him too."
"It's just something that doesn't matter."
Wayne opened his mouth wide, as if he was shocked. In his eyes, Johnny was a terrifying mad dog, but Enzo seemed to downplay it.
Could it be that this is the Hunter’s confidence?
"How sure are you? Enzo."
Uriah asked, "To deal with Mad Dog Johnny, we must have a plan. That guy is a hunter like you, and he also carries a flintlock gun with him!"
In a world without witchcraft, firearms are an expression of force.
Therefore, owning a flintlock gun, even if Mad Dog Johnny is not a hunter, can still be feared by many people, although the flintlock gun is only the most basic firearm and has few bullets.
"Firearms?" Enzo muttered.
With the current state of his body, it is still difficult to resist bullet attacks. However, relying on the auxiliary function of the chip, Enzo may not be able to dodge, not to mention that Mad Dog Johnny only has a flintlock gun in his hand.
Slow rate of fire, small bullet capacity, and short shooting distance!
The function of this kind of firearm is, in some cases, not even as good as a hand crossbow. The only advantage is that it is easy to operate and even children can use it.
"Be careful, there's no problem." Enzo shook his head.
"In that case, great!"
Uriah nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Now that the watchdog has been killed, we only have Mad Dog Johnny left to go. This is a dangerous thing, but it also represents an opportunity."
"As long as we can successfully kill the mad dog, the entire refuge will become our territory!"
"Boss Wayne, this must be what you have always dreamed of, right?"
Following Uriah's words, a trace of passion appeared in Wayne's eyes. It was everyone's dream to replace Mad Dog Johnny as the boss of the shelter, and Wayne was no exception, so Uriah's proposal was very tempting.
"Just tell me what to do?" Wayne gritted his teeth.
Now for the small team, there is no way out. The matter of killing the bald man will be known to Mad Dog Johnny sooner or later. Instead of waiting for the opponent's punishment, it is better to strike first and gain an advantage.
"Very good, the plan is very simple this time!"
Seeing that Wayne had agreed, Uriah nodded and said, "If you want to kill Mad Dog Johnny, the first thing you need to deal with is his men. You don't have to kill them all, but you must at least lure them away."
"The one who really needs to face Mad Johnny is Enzo."
"But as companions, what we need to do is to reduce his burden as much as possible. I am already familiar with the distribution of people in the shelter. Mad Dog Johnny will stay in his bar most of the time."
"There are usually eight people guarding that bar."
"Mad Dog Johnny likes to stay on the second floor of the bar. He is very powerful and very confident in his own strength, so there will be no people around him for personal protection. This means that if we want to deal with him, we only need to move the people in the bar
The eight men were led away."
Uriah used a wooden dagger to insert into the bald man's body, and used his blood to draw various buildings on the ground in underground shelter 72, as well as the distribution of Mad Dog Johnny's men. After telling it to a few people, he quickly
A plan was made.
Uriah, Wayne, and others are responsible for causing commotion near the bar to attract the attention of Mad Dog's men. Enzo needs to enter the second floor of the bar, take advantage of Mad Dog Johnny's enjoyment, and use a sneak attack to kill him with one blow.
