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Chapter 62 The Black Crusade

Chapter 62: Black Crusaders

“It hasn’t rained in Washington, DC for two hundred years.”

The person who said this was a middle-aged man in his forties. He seemed to have not shaved his beard for a while, and the thick and hard stubble on his chin was already a little long. Although he looked a little undressed and malnourished, he was elegant and had a calm and calm expression in his eyes, which made people unable to help but convince what he said.

"Since the end of the Great War, there has never been a drop of rain in the sky here."

Standing beside him was a young blonde man with a tired look on his face. He turned his head and sighed without a trace when he heard his father say this. The two stood at the door of a broken garage, stretching their bodies in the breeze, after all, they had been lying in the virtual warehouse for a long time.

Four days ago, Adam finally entered the entrance to Sanctuary No. 112 hidden in a dilapidated garage. According to his inference, his father came here to find the whereabouts of GECK. In this brand new but uninhabited underground shelter, Adam discovered a virtual reality machine that could allow people to enter another illusory world.

Adam linked his consciousness into that world and found that it was a peaceful and peaceful but eternal world, a small town, where he discovered the incarnation of Dr. Brownie who was on the verge of madness. The mind of this man who controlled the illusion was twisted and could only find some fun in the pain of others. Dr. Brownie ordered Adam to torture other residents in order to achieve his own happiness, but the young man firmly refused and found the password to enter the backstage control in an abandoned house, forcibly breaking the illusion and rescuing his father James.

The father and son met again after a long separation. Adam had thousands of words in his belly and wanted to ask his father, but James was determined to restart the water purification plan. The two of them said as they walked, James asked his son to be calm and asked him what he had done during this period. Adam had to start talking about the people and things he met during this period. James listened quietly, and finally he patted Adam on the shoulder.

"Son, you've grown up."

Just one sentence, Adam's tears suddenly burst out, and the hard work and grievances of this adventure period suddenly burst out. Fortunately, his concentration has become much stronger now and he has not made any sound. He just hurriedly turned around and used the action of finding something from his backpack to hide his tears.

Adam had a lot of dry food and canned food in his backpack. The two of them set up a rack with the things they found in the garage and started to eat cans at the entrance of the garage. James was trapped in the fantasy for several months. Although the survival system had been injecting nutrient solution to him, the digestive organs of the human body were almost unable to bear it. He had taken some bread and stuffed his stomach before, and now he had the time to eat something nutritious. Adam had a good habit of thrift along the way. With the medical knowledge he learned from his father, he tried to cut some edible parts from the various monsters he beaten to death to store. Now he was put on and looked at it.

James was holding an iron rod in his hand and was grilling a bunch of quagmire crab meat. The tender white quagmire crab muscle fibers gradually burned yellow under the flames, emitting an attractive fragrance.

After a few bites, the two of them heard the whistle of the four-blade propeller of the Flying Bird Helicopter. In the distance, a Flying Bird Helicopter was flying towards them. The huge Flying Bird Helicopter stretched out his wings, and each of the wings had a four-blade propeller with a changeable angle on each of the wings. A laser Gatling machine gun was carried on the nose, and a missile launcher was hung on the side of the fuselage. Compared with this aircraft, the father and son were as weak as mice in front of a dog.

"Not good... This is Incred's aircraft...Adam! Go back to the shelter underground!!"

James was knowledgeable and recognized the origin of the plane at a glance. He quickly dropped the meat skewers in his hand and pulled Adam to run into the abandoned garage. Adam ran a few steps and heard a sound from an electronic speaker on the plane shouting at him:

【Adam – It’s me! I brought what you are looking for –】

"No...father, I know this voice... This is not Incredley, this is my friend!"

The two raised their heads, and the flying bird helicopter landed under the sky and the sun. A young man with long black hair stood at the open hatch. Under the belly, a triangle landing gear different from the normal helicopter was being lowered. There was an auxiliary wheel in front to support the ground.

At Su Jing's warm invitation, the father and son boarded the helicopter in scepticism. In addition to Su Jing, there was also a white man and a black man in the cabin. Both of them were holding laser rifles and collars were hanging around their necks.

Adam glanced at the cockpit inadvertently and almost fell off his seat.

"Super...super mutant?!"

The Fox in the driver's seat laughed and gave a thumbs up to the passenger behind.

"Don't be afraid, young man, this is Mr. Fox, the chief driver of our Black Crusade. He is not an ordinary super mutant. When you see Mr. Fox's technology, you will know why we respect him so much." The black man smiled and said in a low voice when he saw Adam's embarrassment.

"Hmph, when you first saw him, didn't you raise your gun and shoot it at the first time?" The middle-aged white man sitting in front of him sneered.

"Can you stop dismantling me? Jeblis." The black man rolled his eyes.

James kept frowning and observing the collars around the two of them, and then he said to Su Jing seriously:

"Mr., although I don't know how you met my son, can you please explain... what's going on with this collar? I've seen this thing in some captured slaves. It's obviously against the will of these two gentlemen?"

Su Jing waved, Yuroki passed a large package knowingly, Su Jing smiled and said:

"Uh, I haven't introduced it to you yet. This one is Mr. Yuroki, the former leader of the Lost Paradise. He was originally in the largest slave business in the abolished city, but when I came to the door, I was very concerned about the pros and cons, and explained the water purification plan to him. He was immediately moved by this idea and turned the light into the dark... Uh, he led all the staff of the Lost Paradise to join the Black Crusade under my command; and this one is Mr. Jeblis, the former commander of the Eagle Claw Company, in my

I also joined our camp with sincerity and encouragement... Mr. James, have you seen that there are still good people in this wasteland. Everyone gathered together and worked hard for the same goal. How touching... You ask this collar? Oh, this is a little bit of small measures set up to make our cooperation smoother... Besides, doesn't this collar look quite handsome? Who has any dissatisfaction? Can anyone say that there is any dissatisfaction? I am a man known for his democracy and kindness."

James was speechless, and then he whispered: "Sir, I don't want anyone to participate in the water purification program for their own benefit. The beneficiaries of this project will be all people on the wasteland, not... a certain part of them."

"Don't worry. Mr. James... Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, you can call me Su Jing. How do I show my sincerity in the water purification plan... Oh, I heard Adam say last time, are you looking for this little thing?"

Su Jing opened the package in front of him. In the canvas bag, the metal cube emitted a mysterious light, and it seemed that the ripples of energy could be seen flowing through the patterns on its surface. James' eyes were immediately attracted by the cube. He trembled and reached out, gently stroked the patterns on the surface of the cube, and his lips squirmed gently.

"The Creator of the Garden of Eden...this is...the Creator of the Garden of Eden..."

Suddenly, I saw the treasure I had been pursuing for half my life, and even with James's scheming, he couldn't help but lose his composure. His stroking movements were as gentle as if he was afraid of breaking this thing. Although he knew better than anyone present, with the material of this alloy, even if the helicopter exploded on the spot, it would not damage this GECK...

Adam gave a grateful look, and Su Jing nodded slightly.

"Mr. James, you don't have to touch it like this. The ownership of this Eden Creator is already in your hands. When you arrive at the Jefferson Memorial, you can touch it slowly. Even if you want to lick it, it's okay." Su Jing closed the canvas bag again, then glanced at the scene outside the porthole, "Our people have cleaned the Jefferson Memorial. The water purification plan has been suspended for twenty years. It has become a nest of super mutants. Two days ago, I took the Black Crusade to put it in.

The whole plowed there, and now there is not even half a super mutant there... Uh, Fox, turn your head back, I didn't say you... I mean, with your intelligence and talent, the name Super mutant is no longer suitable for you. I now name your race - uh - Uh Ultimate Mutant!! The Black Crusader, the ultimate mutant Fox! I now order you to turn your eyes back, if we crash into the mountain, I will kill you!!"

James took a few deep breaths, and he held Su Jing's hand hard and said sincerely: "Mr. Su Jing... I personally do not have the ability to repay your efforts, but the whole world will remember your contribution to this wasteland... You are an amazing person."

"My honor." Su Jing replied.
Chapter completed!
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