Author: Nanchao Konoe

"The car is coming!"

"Hurry up and load the goods!"

"While the mechanical clan hasn't blocked it yet, quickly transport everything back!"

"..."

In a corner of the freight terminal, the atmosphere was tense, and the employees of Zuoyan Group were busy.

The transport truck came to them with large containers, but they directly loaded the entire container into the truck without unpacking it. They took the time to make everything simple.

Soon, more than a dozen freight trucks drove out of the dock and gradually disappeared into the distance of the hazy night road.

This night, not only them, but also the other employees on the dock were in a hurry and were afraid of a complete blockade by the machine clan.

No one noticed that after the dozen or so freight trucks left, two black figures followed closely behind the convoy and then moved away from the dock.

Zhuang Ren said to Su Xia: "Are you not going to take care of that batch of arms?"

Su Xia shook her head: "There are too many. I can't take them away. Let's save people first."

"Don't you have some extra-dimensional means?"

“There are so many people on the pier that it’s inconvenient to collect.”

That batch of arms and supplies is not what Su Xia values. If he is really short of it, he can just destroy a few mercenary towns.

In comparison, human life is more important.

The two of them followed closely behind the convoy. Now was not the best time to take action, so they could only wait slowly.

Late at night, the temperature was getting lower and lower. The cold wind howled in the middle of the night and slapped their faces. The wind carried thin and dense cold threads, and it was actually raining.

It was clear that the moonlight could be seen a few hours ago, but now there was a layer of rain clouds in the night sky above our heads.

"Damn, it's raining again. I hate this kind of weather the most." Zhuang Ren cursed and wiped the rain off his face.

"What's wrong?" Su Xia asked.

"It is inconvenient to move on rainy days. The sound of rain hitting clothes and fabrics is slightly different from the sound hitting other materials. Especially when moving at high speed, people with keen senses can distinguish it." Zhuang Ren explained.

.

"I seem to have seen this statement before."

"You didn't notice before?"

"Um."

"You bastard is still too young and inexperienced. No wonder you are always found by the machine clan!" Zhuang Ren said rudely, "Read more books, especially those written by the old people in the tavern. Many details are

Newcomers like you don’t know that one detail can save a life!”

"I'm wanted now and can't go back to the tavern to read," Su Xia said.

"You bastard didn't bring this on yourself? Who made you so impulsive that you actually killed people in a tavern!"

"Is it my fault?" Su Xia shrugged, "The rules of the tavern haven't changed in decades. They should have been revised long ago."

"You can go to hell and talk to the first founder of the tavern!"

"How can an outstanding young talent like me go to hell?"

"..."

Zhuang Ren was speechless. He couldn't speak to Su Xia, so he stopped talking.

Regarding the rainy day issue he mentioned, Su Xia had indeed seen it in some introductory books inside the tavern.

Movement in rainy days is a big problem. Your hearing, vision, smell, etc. will all be disturbed. The traces left by rain on your body are also difficult to clean. If you are not careful, you will die due to details.

Previously in Seahorse City, Su Xia's whereabouts were exposed due to rain, causing her to be surrounded by the mechanical tribe.

After a while, Zhuang Ren spoke again: "You haven't learned any of the psychological training, surveillance, disguise, information technology, cryptography, physical skills, intelligence analysis and other courses inside the tavern?"

Su Xia nodded: "Yes."

"It's a miracle you bastard is still alive!"

"I can't help it, I'm too strong."

"..."

The courses Zhuang Ren mentioned are all offered inside the tavern. You can buy textbooks and videos for self-study, or you can find tutors for guidance, but the price is more expensive.

Members who can survive for more than three years will basically learn part of the content.

Among them, the most popular are naturally the practical courses such as hand-to-hand combat, weapon control, and driving skills. In addition, courses such as camouflage, surveillance, anti-surveillance, and anti-tracking are also very popular.

These courses are all voluntary. As long as you want to learn, you can pay for them.

The more skills you learn, the more hope you have of surviving.

Even if you don't use it now, you will eventually use it.

The longer you live, the more money you can make.

Everyone understands this truth.

This learning process, supplemented by practical experience again and again, is a path for new students to gradually become veterans.

However, Su Xia has never learned any of the skills mentioned above, and only has a superficial understanding of most of them.

Therefore, Zhuang Ren said it was a miracle that he could survive to this day.

It can be said that it is unprecedented for a ignorant young man like Su Xia, who has not even understood the basic processes of the tavern such as tasks, exchanges, and transactions, to survive to this day with a high profile.

"Why did you join the tavern in the first place?" Zhuang Ren asked him.

"Of course it's to make money!" Su Xia replied.

"What now?"

“It’s still about making money!”

"..."

"My head is now worth one billion. More than a hundred organizations have issued bounties on me. The bounty pool is full. If I didn't only have one life, I would have wanted to take my head and collect the bounty."

"..."

Zhuang Ren took a deep breath, looked at Su Xia deeply, and said to him: "You bastard has a single goal."

Su Xia said: "This is called not changing your original intention."

"Then what was the purpose of killing? What was the purpose of killing Xue Lin? Is it for justice?"

"no."

"Isn't it?"

"Nonsense, of course it's just for fun!"

"..."

The topic stopped just like that, leaving only the sound of the cold wind blowing.

Xue Lin should indeed be killed, but according to Zhuang Ren's idea, he should not be killed inside the tavern.

His idea was consistent with that of many people. If Su Xia had not taken action at the beginning, things would not have developed to this point now. At least the machine clan would not be able to obtain most of Su Xia's information from the tavern.

That action seemed to be a happy one, but it also made Su Xia bear the labels of being impulsive, reckless, and not considering the consequences.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do after the two hundred or so kidnapped people in the convoy ahead are rescued?" Zhuang Ren suddenly said.

"let me see……"

"We're already taking action, and you haven't thought about it yet?" Zhuang Ren stared, "Don't you ever consider the consequences of doing things?"

"I am a masked geek. I am young, impulsive and ignorant. Of course I do things without considering the consequences." Su Xia said calmly.

"you……"

Zhuang Ren was furious. If he had known earlier, he would have acted alone. If he acted with Su Xia, he would be looking for trouble!

As he is getting older, being angry is really not good for his health.

Su Xia looked calm and said to him: "We will arrive at the group's only base in Conch City in forty minutes. We will start in twenty minutes."

"Aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy?"

"Once I take action, I will cut off all contact with the other party, don't worry."

Su Xia glanced at the gloomy night sky, and several more patrol machines from the mechanical tribe flew past.

This night was very dull, the arrival of rain added a bit of uneasiness and coldness, and the whole world was pressed under the gloomy clouds.

"As for the more than 200 kidnapped people, they all have identities. Just give them some money to evacuate them and let them go home on their own."

"This is a feasible method."

Zhuang Ren groaned, nodded, and approved Su Xia's method.
To be continued...