The scavengers were bustling and noisy. No one noticed that such a group of people were approaching each other.
The stench emanating from the scavengers around them made it almost impossible for the members to breathe. Soon they discovered that the scavengers were strange. Some were as skinny as skeletons, some were covered with pus, some had maggots crawling around their eyes, and their stumps and arms were broken.
Common. Eyes are lifeless and full of lifeless energy.
What's going on with these people...?
As the members approached, Joyce tried to mentally call out the attribute panel.
Strength:10
Increase muscle quantity and density and increase strength.
Agility:10
Increase body flexibility, flexibility and coordination.
Intelligence:10
It is easier to discover surrounding materials, and at the same time, the rewards for completing tasks and killing monsters are increased.
Constitution: 10
Relates damage resistance, resistance, ability to withstand hits and pain.
Charisma:10
Increase the basic favorability value and fine-tune the appearance.
Lucky:10
Improve overall luck value.
Stealth:10
It is less likely to be detected when sneaking.
Unlock:10
Improve the ability to crack all lock types.
Firearms:10
Increased mastery of all firearms.
Melee:10
You will be more comfortable using melee weapons.
Eloquence:10
It is easier to persuade others.
Subtlety:10
Predict danger and enhance your five senses.
Knowledge:10
You can get additional tips, including but not limited to dialogue, combat, tracking, etc.
Current reputation: 0
Represent your popularity.
Current camp: Absolutely neutral
Represent your camp and reputation.
Title: None
Possess skills: none
A set of property panels that are complex to the point of being cumbersome.
Joyce repeatedly clenched and relaxed his palm several times to determine that the strength was not much different from normal. Then 10 points can be judged as the normal base for an adult.
Joyce switches to the second page of the board: The Dark Web.
Like the dark red lines of a spider web radiating outward, blood sloshes at every node. The center of the spider web is the starting point, where blood also sloshes.
When Joyce's eyes fell on it, a prompt appeared: Obtain black points to unlock the black network.
There is another line of small text below: Black spots can only be obtained by killing creatures.
After closing the attribute panel, Joyce looked around. The members came around. Mu Su stood next to Chen Yue, as cold as ice and serious in speech. It seemed that he was really getting serious.
There was a change on the high platform, and a man wearing high-end clothing appeared in the middle of the high platform.
The noise gradually decreased. In the midst of it, the man shouted: "You are the most useless scum in Hale City, disgusting pigs, trash despised by everyone."
Just when Mu Su was about to praise the good platoon, he raised his hands to clap, when a look from beside him suddenly stared at him.
Mu Su put his hand on his chin without expression, as if he was deep in thought. After a few seconds, Fang felt his sight disappear.
"But the great Lord of Hale City has decided to give you moths a chance. I, the city guard of Hale City, announce! Go out and look for supplies. Each person must bring back 10 kilograms of toothed rat meat or an equivalent amount of supplies. Those who bring them back will get
Untouchable status. Or die here."
"Three minutes. If anyone is still here after that, kill them!"
The man shouted fiercely, and the soldiers on both sides loaded their guns and aimed them at the people below.
Amidst the echoes of firearms, people crowded around and retreated in panic. But no one wanted to turn around and leave.
The city guard officer obviously had no patience or did not regard this group of people as human beings. After more than ten seconds, he took out his pistol and pulled the trigger at random places.
The gunshots caused chaos in the crowd, and there was obvious commotion in one area. Soon, some interested people slowly approached there.
That is fresh, not yet spoiled meat.
Just then, someone started to move.
It's Joyce.
He pushed aside the people on the road and headed outside the cave.
Members account for half of the people. The person killed this time was a scavenger. He may not be so lucky next time.
With Joyce taking the lead, other members followed one after another. However, in the eyes of the city guard, it was these scavengers who finally came to their senses.
Soon, we arrived in three minutes. There were still a dozen scavengers staying in the cave who refused to leave.
The city guard officer looked at the scavengers who were biting and eating around the dead with disgust on his face. He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose, waving his hand to signal for his men to deal with it.
He turned and walked away, and gunfire rang out behind him.
…
Joyce paused slightly and looked back at the way he came.
These gunshots... at least 10 people stayed. What is there outside that makes them so afraid?
Joyce called Anthony and asked him to spread out in groups of three and bring over some people with whom he could communicate.
The cave passage narrows little by little, and the fluorite scattered along the way allows people to barely see.
In the dull moment, more than 60 people formed a sparse line more than 100 meters long, including many scavengers hiding in corners, waiting for an opportunity to escape.
After walking almost two hundred meters, Anthony returned with a young man.
His eyes are lively and can be seen at a glance amid the lifeless air around him.
After Anthony secretly confirmed that he was not from the city guard, he led him here.
"I seem to have never seen you." The young man asked everyone strangely, with a hint of vigilance. "Are you also among the ghouls and want to leave?"
One of his palms was tucked into his sleeve, guarding against something.
Ghoul?
This term makes the surrounding members look at each other.
"Actually... we are outsiders." Joyce put on a breathtaking smile. "For some inexplicable reasons, we lived in Hale City and were caught as scavengers."
"You are foreigners..." The young man was about to shout when he suddenly remembered the surrounding environment. He covered his mouth and asked quietly and quickly: "Where are you from? Is it safe there? Are other gathering places really like those nobles?
Is it so dangerous and terrifying as you say? Will most of the poor and civilians starve just like us?"
After a series of questions, he looked apologetic: "I'm sorry I had too many questions..."
"It's nothing." Joyce didn't mind. "There... is a bit dangerous, but the gathering point is safe and the food is relatively sufficient."
"I guess so." The young man noticed that although they were dirty, they were not malnourished or thin, and looked envious.
He is 18 years old. Long-term malnutrition has made him thin. Muscles and growth require energy. Unfortunately, he cannot eat enough.
"Can you take me back?" he asked with hope on his face.
It has been three years since the apocalypse occurred, and the rules of mankind have been blurred. Young people should not trust others easily, or even let down their guard.
The current situation is probably related to the fact that their total attributes are 10. At this time, the surviving humans may have a hard time finding people with 10 points of charm.
"We don't plan to go back for the time being." Joyce answered him.
"Is that so..." The young man was obviously disappointed, and then asked: "Then can you tell me the location? I know this is very presumptuous but... I promise not to tell anyone!"
"Okay, but before that, we hope you can tell us about Hale City."
The young man looked happy: "What do you want to know?"