Chapter 107: Voting Certificate (Third update)
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.
To be continued...