Regarding Bentley's question, Qu Jianlei answered naturally, "Isn't it bad that I am young?"
"That's right," Bentley laughed dumbly. This was the first time he laughed after the two met.
Why worry about someone else's mechanical level? "The younger you are, the more potential you have to develop, and the easier it is for you to help me get revenge."
Qu Jianlei spoke seriously, "I don't make promises easily. As long as I promise you, I will definitely do it..."
"But Ben, I want to know more news."
Bentley nodded slightly, and then asked calmly, "What other news do you want to know?"
"Let's talk about Central City first," Qu Jianlei had already thought about it, "We from a remote country are not very well-informed."
Bentley nodded again, "Actually, I deliberately controlled the news. The location and view here are a bit lower."
Qu Jianlei also nodded, "I know that artificially created information barriers... are a way to control thoughts."
"Huh?" Bentley looked at him strangely again, "Information barrier... the description is quite appropriate."
"But at your age, how come you have such a profound understanding of the social system?"
Qu Jianlei drooped his eyelids and answered weakly
"If you have nearly died of cold and starvation dozens of times, you won't be surprised why I have this understanding."
Bentley paused. He didn't think that one could become a thinker by being hungry.
But he has never gone hungry. His family has been well off since he was a child. Even if he was later wanted, he never lacked money.
Later, he awakened his attributes and became even more unmatched in the wasteland.
He has been wandering around for most of his life, and he is a little depressed mentally, but he has never suffered any material losses.
He was not sure how powerful starvation was, but he had seen more than three to five hundred people who had been hungry all year round.
No one can draw such a penetrating conclusion like this young man.
But these are not very important. The more comprehensive the other party thinks about the problem, the easier it will be to help him take revenge.
"The central city is very big and there are many people. There are more than 10 million people in the central city alone, and more than 20 million people in the surrounding areas..."
Having said this, he was a little surprised. Why did the young man opposite him look so unconcerned?
Qu Jianlei really doesn't feel anything. Is 20 million people a lot?
His hometown in Blue Star has a metropolis with more than 30 million people, and an urban cluster within an hour of high-speed rail...
Bentley continued to talk about Central City, which is a hub city that is mainly responsible for managing the following seven settlements.
This city covers an area of more than 100,000 square kilometers and has not experienced any apocalyptic catastrophes.
The city is extremely developed, has a high level of science and technology, and is self-sufficient in industry and agriculture.
For example, mechas are manufactured by Central City itself, but although the inventory of this product is not low, the output is not high.
"Can make mechas..." The corners of Qu Jianlei's mouth couldn't help but twitch, it would be a bit difficult to avenge you.
Bentley glanced at him and continued speaking calmly.
"Manufacturing mechas is at the level of science and technology industry, while Ultimate Warrior is about genetic and superpower transformation. The two have nothing to do with each other."
Qu Jianlei couldn't help but speak out, "How many ultimate warriors are there in Central City?"
"More than a thousand," Bentley replied seriously, "There are thirty to forty thousand modified warriors, but those with attributes are the ultimate warriors."
The modified warrior has been injected with genetic modification medicine three or four times, but has no attributes, so it is considered a failed awakening.
Not that most people's physical fitness has improved in all aspects, and it is also different from the average person.
Qu Jianlei did the math and couldn't help but be stunned.
"If the modified warriors can live for fifty years, then there are only a thousand injection quotas every year?"
In a city with a population of 20 million, a thousand indicators are required every year, which is more difficult than the Blue Star 985 test.
"Primary and secondary coverage are a bit higher," Bentley replied dully.
"The third time...well, it's about a thousand."
So, was the 985 admission notice compromised?
"If you want to become a transformation warrior, you will need a lot of initial investment. Strictly speaking, only rich people can afford it."
After thinking about it, Qu Jianlei asked aloud, "How many levels are the ultimate warriors divided into?"
"This question?" Bentley glanced at him in surprise, "Ordinary people have heard about the ultimate warrior and no longer dare to think too much about it..."
Even he himself had always wanted to become a transformation warrior. The ultimate warrior was his ultimate dream.
After being wanted, it took him a long time to learn that ultimate warriors were also graded.
Like mutant beasts, they are also divided into C-level, B-level and A-level. The difference in combat power caused by the level difference is basically about ten times.
In other words, one B-level warrior can fight ten C-level warriors.
Of course, this is just a very rough calculation. B-level warriors are also divided into strong and weak ones, and the combat effectiveness of well-trained C-level warriors can be doubled.
However, one A-level warrior can deal with more than a hundred C-level warriors.
The crushing of low-end combat power by high-end combat power is not just talk.
Qu Jianlei thought for a while and asked, "There is someone with a hand cannon in Zhou Liu, and there is also someone who can stop people in the air..."
"Have you met them?" Bentley smiled. This was the second time he laughed. "Hit the Snow Leopard?"
"Yeah," Qu Jianlei nodded, "He almost wanted to kill me."
"Are they going to kill you?" Bentley thought for a moment, then shook his head, "At least one will die, maybe all of them."
I'm stupid...you think so highly of me? Qu Jianlei was stunned for a moment, "Am I that powerful?"
"You know how to trap," said the Bentley man, who was very discerning and had a good guess as to how the mecha was destroyed.
Then he was stunned for a moment before he realized, "Oh, an accidental encounter in the wild?"
"You finally figured it out," Qu Jianlei rolled his eyes, "I was really scared when I saw those two."
"Afraid? It's okay," Bentley pulled off his hood and grinned at him, "I will train you next."
"You train me?" Qu Jianlei was a little confused, "How do you feel..."
"You don't need to feel it, as long as I feel it," Bentley was still calm and calm, but his words were extremely domineering.
Qu Jianlei looked at him unconvinced, "Do you think...you can really beat me?"
It is necessary to determine the authority in the team. The key is that he also wants to measure how awesome the ultimate warrior can be.
"Is it okay for me to fight you?" Bentley shook his head in confusion, "There are top students, but there are no top instructors."
This is what Blue Star says, "There are only number one disciples, not number one masters."
Qu Jianlei felt it. It was not that the other party lacked the courage to fight him, but that the fight was simply meaningless.
Of course, once you lose, you won’t lose face, that’s for sure.
So he thought about it and asked, "What can you teach me?"
"Maybe you have something of your own," Bentley replied casually, not wanting to explore the secrets on the other side.
But he also made it very clear, "But what you inherited is not systematic enough. I have a way to cultivate attributes."
Qu Jianlei decisively admitted defeat, "Old man, do I need to become a disciple?"
He is willing to admit defeat even if he refuses to accept some things. He is very arrogant, but not so arrogant as to be arrogant.
"Apprenticeship..." Bentley's eyes blurred for a moment, then he shook his head, "No need, just remember your promise."
"Don't worry about that," Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation.
The two of them didn't talk much during the next journey. Hua Xiezi's car drove steadily, maintaining a constant speed of thirty kilometers.
In the afternoon, the car drove to a small undulating dirt patch with sparse groves growing on it.
"This is... a lead-contaminated forest?" Qu Jianlei muttered in surprise.
"Yes," Bentley is not a person who likes to talk too much.
"I chose a good place," Qu Jianlei knew that this place was full of lead poison, and even wild animals were unwilling to come.
Some mutated beasts can withstand lead poison, but only just.
However, hunters will scold such mutant beasts after beating them, and their value will be greatly reduced or even useless.
But it is too convenient to hide things in this kind of place. The lead poison only precipitates when it is absorbed by the human body.
The vehicle bumped along the small slope for about 20 minutes and stopped at a mound.
Bentley jumped out of the car, took off a crowbar, and lifted up a large rock half a man's height.
He didn't let Qu Jianlei take action, even though he knew that he had divine power.
He wants to prove that he is not old yet.
As expected of a reformed warrior who has awakened his attributes, despite looking like an old man, he actually pried open a stone.
Under the stone lay half-buried wires in the soil... This dilapidated look is not uncommon in the wasteland.
Bentley grasped the two branches of the wire with both hands and closed his eyes.
Not long after, the hillside in front of me shook, and the earth and rocks slowly parted to both sides, revealing a tall stone door.
There was a round hole the size of a bowl in the door. Bentley reached in and fiddled with it for a while, then pulled out his hand.
After a few seconds, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a hole that was more than three meters high and four meters wide.
The spaciousness of this secret camp far exceeded Qu Jianlei's imagination. The passage alone was more than twenty meters deep.
Hua Scorpion was on guard outside, and he and Bentley walked in, "Did you do this bit by bit yourself?"
"I'm not that idle," Bentley replied dully, "I just grab some bastards to do the work."
What about after finishing the work? Qu Jianlei wanted to ask this question, but he still held back.
The old man can consider arresting "bastards" for work. As far as the wasteland is concerned, the moral standard has reached the standard.
The space inside is also very large, ten meters by ten meters square, and there are actually two small rooms dug out.
There are a lot of supplies piled up in the secret camp, including more than one vehicle and three motorcycles.
There are also a lot of guns and ammunition, as well as some energy blocks.
Qu Jianlei couldn't help but said dumbly, "Old man, do you still plan to use it as a refuge?"
"The lead pollution is too heavy, how can we stay there for a long time?" Bentley replied casually, "I was going to use this place as a cemetery."
Having said this, he sighed deeply, "I didn't expect that there would be a day when it would be used."
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Chapter 108 The Invisible Rich (Fourth Update)
Bentley's wealth really surprised Qu Jianlei.
Although he has been complaining that he is too poor, he always thinks in his heart that it is because cultivation consumes too many resources.
If you put aside cultivation, he feels that he is not a rich man, at least he has a successful career.
He would have no problem buying a villa in any wealthy area of any settlement, and even a manor would not be out of the question.
And when it comes to earning power, he believes that he will not lose to anyone, and he will definitely have no problem living a carefree life.
But he really didn't expect that a mediocre repairman outside the city could save so much money.
"At least twice as rich as me..." This still does not include the construction cost of this secret camp.
Bentley looked at him with a little suspicion, "Do you think my decades of accumulation will be worse than yours?"
"I still have to practice the basic exercises, otherwise, I would be much richer than I am now..."
"That's true," Qu Jianlei nodded in agreement, "Cultivation is really resource intensive."
Bentley hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to ask something, but finally said.
"Hurry and take a look to see what modifications are needed to this truck. Once it is packed up, it can be set off at night."
Qu Jianlei took a quick look at the situation of the heavy-duty truck and said, "No problem...just move the weapons."
He kept his light truck and transferred all supplies to the heavy truck.
Bentley was not stingy either, he piled a lot of ammunition and energy blocks on the car.
Qu Jianlei thought it was a bit too much, "You should save more just in case...what if I die accidentally?"
He can never let the other party provide more resources than himself. As the leader of the team, he cannot afford to lose that person.
"I saved these just for the purpose of using them," Bentley said quite openly.
But then, he hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Where did your cultivation method... come from?"
"If it's inconvenient, you don't have to say it."
Qu Jianlei smiled and didn't say a word - you know I'm inconvenienced, and you still ask like this?
Bentley really didn't care, but changed the question, "When you practice, what level of mutated beast meat do you want to eat?"
"C-level, B-level and A-level are all fine," Qu Jianlei felt, refusing to answer questions all the time and not being cooperative.
He even added, "There are also B-level mutant crystals."
"What?" Bentley was stunned when he heard this, and his reaction was even greater than when he heard the word "deserted settlement".
"You don't have awakened attributes, so you can practice with mutated crystals?"
Qu Jianlei replied sternly, "I don't know much about the cultivation system you mentioned..."
"But from my understanding, the mutant crystal itself is a kind of energy, so why can't it be used for cultivation?"
Bentley was even more shocked. He opened his mouth in astonishment, "You can't just... just use the mutation crystal to practice, right?"
"Of course, direct cultivation," Qu Jianlei looked at him curiously, "Is there any other way of cultivation?"
Bentley was completely speechless when he heard this. He took out a cigarette and lit it silently.
After smoking a cigarette, he spoke, "You can't even become a C-level ultimate warrior by directly using mutation crystals to practice."
Central City's research on mutation crystallization is very in-depth and can be applied to many places.
For example, genetically modified drugs and early genetically modified neutralizers.
Even those teenagers who received injections needed to increase their nutritional content, including mutated crystals.
That's why Bentley said that if his family didn't have any foundation, they really couldn't train reform warriors.
When it comes time to transform warriors, in order to enhance their physique, a greater amount of mutant crystals will be used.
However, even if they awaken their attributes and become the ultimate warrior, all they can use is crystal powder.
The powder will be mixed with other substances for consumption, injection or smearing.
This is why the price of mutant crystals has remained high.
However, what restricts the use of mutant crystal is not only its own quantity, but also the corresponding supporting substances.
The scarcity of many materials is greater than crystals, so in various settlements, there is a certain amount of mutant crystals.
What Bentley means is that only B-level ultimate warriors can directly use mutation crystals to practice.
Moreover, B-level warriors cannot use A-level mutant crystals - there seems to be no problem with B-level warriors using B-level crystals.
For Qu Jianlei to be able to directly use B-level crystals... Bentley's shock is understandable.
After listening to his explanation, Qu Jianlei asked aloud, "How many B-level fighters are there in Central City?"
"This is a secret," Bentley spread his hands helplessly.
"If I even knew this, how could I be harmed and my family destroyed?"
"Is it okay to give a rough estimate?"
"Fifty to...seventy?" Bentley answered uncertainly, "For A-level warriors, there are at least three."
After thinking about it, Qu Jianlei said, "Do you want to use the B-level crystallization method directly?"
"Of course," Bentley replied without hesitation, "I am not yet ninety years old and can improve my strength."
The words "not yet" and "ninety years old" are used together...is there really nothing wrong with it? Qu Jianlei highly doubts it.
The average life expectancy of people in the wasteland...well, talking about this is nonsense and has no meaning at all.
But he knew that there were many wealthy people over ninety years old in the Hongsi settlement.
More than one scavenger has said that if you don't work as a scavenger, as long as you have enough money, you can live to be a hundred years old without disaster or disease.
In other words, the life expectancy of Wastelanders is not an exaggeration if it reaches a hundred years.
It is ten to twenty years higher than the life expectancy of Blue Star people.
Qu Jianlei believes that being 100 years old is a goal that can be achieved, provided that you have enough money.
In other words, the physical condition of the Wastelanders may be better than that of the Blue Star people - at least their life expectancy is higher.
He never thought that this was a big deal. Racial differences existed objectively, let alone Wasteland and Blue Star.
But when he heard "less than ninety years old", he couldn't help but ask, "How long can a reformed warrior generally live?"
"If you die at the age of 120, it won't be a big problem," Bentley replied without hesitation.
"If you don't refine it well, your lifespan may be shortened, but if you don't die in battle... it's possible to be one hundred and thirty."
If you exercise so hard, won't your telomeres be affected? Qu Jianlei really wants to ask, that can shorten your lifespan.
But this word was too technical. He didn't know how to say it in Wasteland, and it was obviously not knowledge that survivors could master.
He nodded, "You are not young at this age...the key is that my training system may not be suitable for you."
Of course I know this. Bentley nodded without hesitation. I have never heard of your training system in Central City.
"Anyway, you can help as much as you can. I'm helping you without negotiating remuneration."
"I'm different," Qu Jianlei said seriously, "My knowledge system is very valuable."
"I understand," Bentley nodded.
He knew this very well. The knowledge system he mastered was indeed very rare for the settlements below.
But compared to the knowledge the other party had, which was rarely heard of in the entire settlement, this was extremely valuable.
At least what he knows is known to over ten thousand people in Central City.
He said simply, "I can pay the price difference until you are satisfied... Do you have B-grade crystals?"
Mutated crystals are really difficult to obtain. This depends on influence and probability, and has nothing to do with the knowledge system.
"There is only one left," Qu Jianlei took out the crystal and said sincerely, "The others are all Grade A."
"The others...are all Grade A?" Bentley's mouth twitched, "How many are there?"
"Two and a half," Qu Jianlei essentially doesn't like to brag. He can just say whatever he can, isn't that good?
If you brag, if it blows up, you will have to bear the consequences yourself. The key is that the club will die.
"That's pretty awesome," Bentley said expressionlessly, "I only have nine A-level ones in total."
Do you know how to use the word "only"? Qu Jianlei nodded, "What about Class B?"
"There are only thirty-two," Bentley spread his hands and said helplessly, "I have used a lot."
"I'm stupid..." Qu Jianlei couldn't help but mumble, "'Only' thirty-two? My family has the conditions."
"I'll give you ten," Bentley replied without hesitation, "that's the difference."
"I'll buy it at a high price," Qu Jianlei would never make a promise, "I can try my best to help you, but I can't guarantee the results."
Bentley had no intention of arguing with him about this. He just said that the resources should be used on the team, and there was no need to make such a clear distinction.
He wasn't stingy to begin with, and he had been accumulating supplies. Wasn't it just for times like this?
"Can you show me your cultivation method?"
"It's not very convenient," Qu Jianlei replied sternly, "Show me your method and I'll see if I can help you improve it."
"You... help me improve?" Bentley was not generally suspicious of this statement.
He is very willing to believe the other party, including directly using mutant crystals to practice.
But improving the cultivation methods... is it possible given your age and cognitive ability?
"There is indeed a problem of trust," Qu Jianlei nodded, "but my cultivation method may not be suitable for you."
Inconvenience is one obstacle, mismatch is another problem.
You have been practicing for so long. Do you think it is appropriate to change your practice method now?
Bentley was not stupid at all, and he had a clear view of the world. He thought about it for a moment and then simply nodded.
"That's okay. Anyway, I didn't intend to hide my method from you... and I even had to train you specially."
Then he turned around and pulled out a shabby-looking bag from under the table next to him, "This is the technique I collected."
Qu Jianlei bent down and weighed the bag, and asked in surprise, "So many?"
How many people has this old man killed?
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