The sky is gray and the sunlight cannot penetrate, as if covered with a layer of black veil, which makes people feel extremely depressed.

The ground was jagged, cold and dark.

Near a bare stone mountain, guns roared and fire flew.

The obsidian mountain is as tall and steep as a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners. Dazzling firelight flashes constantly on the mirror-like stone surface, but it is fleeting and disappears into the darkness.

Looking up, a huge humanoid creature is climbing on the mountain wall. It is tens of meters tall, has a pair of huge recurved horns, has a sheep head and a human body, with thick and powerful limbs, and a curled tail behind it. A lizard-like tail.

The skin all over the body was rough and thick, showing a dark red color with bleeding scabs, and it was covered with raised blood vessels, which looked hideous and terrifying. The skin seemed to be flowing with magma and fire, and it shrank and shrank with the rise and fall of the chest, flickering in and out.

Its nostrils kept spewing hot steam, as if its whole body was wrapped in flames.

"Chirp..."

The scream of the cannonball came from far to near, exploding in the side of its face. In an instant, rubble and smoke rose into the sky, like a fountain.

Turning around, I saw a mecha with an artillery shoulder turning out from behind the mountain.

"Roar!" The abyss demon let out a huge roar, grabbed the big stone next to it, swung its arms and smashed it.

The mecha master in the cockpit had pushed the joystick to the limit, as if to crush it. However, he still did not avoid the fate of being hit. He only heard a muffled sound, and the mecha flew backwards, with parts flying everywhere. Several jets of black fuel were sprayed out and exploded when they hit the mountain.

The orange-red firelight danced on the angular stone surface, like thousands of sparks.

"Da da da da da da da!" "Da da da da da da da!"

At about the same time, two wing-shaped mechas that looked like ostriches and had two slender mechanical legs darted left and right among the jagged rocks and rushed toward them at a rapid speed.

Viewed from the front, in front of the egg-shaped cockpit, under the dark green windshield, there are three large white characters painted on it - "Thunder Light Group".

Under the iron wings, four roller-type Vulcan cannons were rotating at high speed, spitting out tongues of fire one after another, and shooting out strings of bullets as dense as a curtain of beads.

Dots of fire erupted from the big demon's body, and the gravel where he climbed collapsed, sand flew up, and dust filled the sky.

"Good job!" "Kill him!" "Kill him!" A burst of excited shouts erupted from behind the stone bunkers all over the mountains and plains.

Soldiers wearing gray and white tarpaulin military uniforms poked their heads out, holding assault rifles, and fired wildly at the big demon above.

But the high morale only lasted for less than three seconds before it was torn to pieces. The big demon pounced forward, twisted its body the moment it landed, and swept across with its tail. In an instant, the dust surged like a giant python. Tail flicking, steel whip lashing, as fast as lightning.

The two wing-shaped mechas were unable to evade and were torn to pieces on the spot. The driver smashed the windshield, and half of his body was hanging outside, bloody and bloody, and extremely miserable.

The intensive gunfire suddenly stopped.

The soldiers were stunned, as if they were frightened by the cruel scene. They were stunned for a while, and then hid behind the rocks.

"Boss, what should I do?"

Not far behind the big devil, behind a cracked obsidian, a tall and fat soldier was holding a nearly two-meter-long rocket launcher and asked another man with a silver star on his shoulder straps who looked like a captain. .

"Waiting for the order." The man stuck his head out from the crack in the stone, looked at the huge back covered with bone spurs, swallowed hard, and replied. Then with trembling hands, he took out the aluminum military kettle, twisted it open, and took a sip.

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"Thunder Group, all charge!"

Suddenly, a hoarse shout came from the intercom. The man trembled and dropped the kettle.

The two looked at each other, both a little stunned.

"Boss, what should I do?" the fat soldier asked guiltily, with an unclear meaning in his eyes.

If you charge towards this thing, aren't you looking for death?

"What else can I do..." the captain smiled bitterly, "Are you going to be a deserter?"

"Alas..." The fat soldier clenched his fists and punched his thigh hard.

"Kill!" "Da da da!" "Fierce!" "Boom, boom, boom!"

The next moment, shouts of death, gunshots, rockets, and explosions resounded throughout Stone Mountain.

"Let's go!" The captain gritted his teeth, picked up the assault rifle, and rushed out at the lead. The fat soldier picked up the rocket launcher and followed closely behind.

The figure in front looked like a tall building, covering the sky and the earth. The eyes filled with lava were like a rising sun. The dull roar was even more deafening, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

On the cold and dark ground, among the rocks, thousands of soldiers rushed forward one after another like a colony of ants...

Until the end, everything turned to darkness.

The roaring artillery fire gradually faded away, turning into silence and nothingness.

Time flows quietly and silently.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few hours, maybe a few months, maybe a few years.

In a dilapidated bunker, a young man in his early twenties woke up.

"I...where am I?"

He had a blank look on his face, talking to himself as he looked at the half-iron, half-brick house.

His name is Chen Xing, a time traveler from the earth. He has traveled to this parallel world in the near future for fifteen years.

He remembered that the last moment, he was still fighting against the abyss demon. And the last scene was him looking up and watching the huge palm shoot down from above. He only felt the sky darken and lost consciousness. Under normal circumstances

, he should have turned into a puddle of meat paste. He can no longer die.

He subconsciously raised his hand and looked at the electronic watch on his wrist. It was a black multi-function watch with buttons on both sides and looked very solid. On the two-finger-wide bar screen, a bright green

character of.

[Dr2612-5-16,am 9:30]

[Life status: Sub-health]

[Psychic level: -10]

[Protection level: 0 (ordinary clothing)]

[Tip: Not within satellite signal coverage]

When he saw the time, Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood that he was reborn again. The first rebirth was when he traveled across the earth, and this second time was when he returned from fifteen years later.

"I wonder if I will be reborn if I die again?"

He couldn't help but think that he was an Earthling in his first life, a mercenary captain in his second life, and now he is a mercenary captain. Although he thought so in his heart, he would not be stupid enough to actually confirm it.

Well, since God gives him another chance, he will live a better life. Of course, he has never thought about reaching the pinnacle of life and trampling the whole world under his feet. In this cruel world, he can survive

It's already pretty good. It doesn't mean that you can have some powerful means by reviving your life. At best, you will be clearer when faced with choices.

After figuring out the situation, he began to check his belongings.

After rummaging through the boxes in the room, all he had was a few pieces of clothing, a small purse containing three gold coins, five silver coins and seven copper coins, and the electronic watch on his wrist.

This watch is produced by West Africans Company. Its full name is "Multifunctional Digital Information Processing Terminal". It integrates many functions such as communication, social networking, scanning, physical digitization, banking, and transactions. It is referred to as "Identity Watch".

Or "cyber watch", "black watch".

Chen Xing was originally from the bottom of society, and after time travel he was still at the bottom of society, so he, like most people at the bottom, likes to use the simple and crude term "black watch".

Black Watch is an "identification system client" developed by the "Human Survival Management Committee" after the "Catastrophe". The so-called Catastrophe refers to the large-scale invasion of alien creatures a few centuries ago. Human beings were unable to resist, so they had to let go.

Nuclear bomb, let’s finish it together.

After every citizen reaches the age of ten, they can go to the nearby town hall to enter a DNA fragment and obtain a waterproof, shockproof, anti-friction, solar-powered, and mechanical-powered electronic watch.

People who do not have a black watch are excluded from human society and are called "refugees". Of course, if the black watch is lost or damaged, you can pay a small fee to get a new one.

However, the DNA fragment is the only one that records the person's information. When the "social credit" drops to freezing point, or a serious crime is committed, the right to use the black watch will be deprived.

In the eyes of citizens, refugees are like wild animals. Although they will not deliberately kill them, they will not interact or trade with them because there is no guarantee at all.

Without a black watch, not only is it impossible to conduct "digital scanning", but it is also impossible to conduct normal transactions, or participate in various social activities, such as making friends, getting married, tasks released by the nearest town hall, personal bounty tasks, or contacting

Business etc.

The black watch has the function of automatically uploading real-time holographic images, recording everything that happens around the user. If he is involved in illegal activities and is prosecuted, it will be easily proven. However, that is within the coverage of the satellite signal. Once he leaves,

A black watch cannot upload images to satellites, making it difficult to determine the facts of a crime.

Places without satellite signals are usually called "marginal zones", or "danger zones" or "zero zones". In such an area, the social credit value will slowly decline, and as the time of loss of contact increases,

And the speed of increase decreases.

Generally speaking, if the signal is lost for more than three years, the social credit value will drop to freezing point and the person will become a refugee.

Chen Xing is currently in a fringe town and is out of touch, but as long as he connects to the network in a nearby regular town within three months, his credit value will not drop.

He pressed the largest long menu button located under the watch and called up the current body data.

[Name: Chen Xing]

[Identity number: HumMr2005814977369]

[Social credit rating: good-]

[Life status: Sub-health (3% living corpse toxin)]

[Strength:11]

[Agility:15]

[Physique: 9]

[Psychic Power: Not Enlightened][Unknown Flaw: Sluggish Psychic Perception (-10)]

[Innate ability: none]

[Registered skills (Dragonstone Mountain Town Hall): Precision shooting (intermediate), wilderness survival (beginner), motorcycle driving (master), legal knowledge (beginner)]

[Registered spells: none]

[Registered occupations (Dragonstone Mountain Town Hall): Mercenary (junior), courier (senior)]

[Unregistered (system evaluation only) Skills: Cooking (looks okay) Cleaning (looks good) Surgery and medical care (seems to be able to bandage) Calculation ability (can perform common compound operations) Eloquence (can bargain with a little girl)...]

[Unregistered (system evaluation only) spells: None]

[Gold held: 3 gold, 5 silver and 7 copper (cash), 5 gold, 2 silver, 3 copper and 6 cents (bank)]

In the identity number, Hum stands for "complete human being". During the cataclysm, many women were harmed by alien creatures, resulting in the birth of various "half-humans" with special bloodlines. Mr stands for male and Ms stands for

Female. The following thirteen numbers are the file numbers of the DNA fragments.

His social credit is "good-". There are three levels above: excellent, flawless and saint, and below there are four levels: medium, low, negative and freezing. Anyone with social credit below "medium" basically has

No one will be willing to trade.

Strength generally refers to muscle strength, agility generally refers to nerve reaction speed, and physique generally refers to cell activity, that is, the ability to resist blows, viruses and diseases, and recovery capabilities. Spiritual power is special. After the catastrophe, some humans can sense and absorb it.

The spiritual energy in the air and use it.

The so-called spells are to release spiritual energy in a specific way to produce force. There are roughly four types, namely protection, rapid medical treatment, energy impact and weapon amplification.

Perhaps because of the time traveler, the air of the earth does not contain spiritual energy, so Chen Xing's spiritual power is not only in an unenlightened state, but also belongs to the category of low spiritual perception. He needs to inject ten "spiritual power enhancers" before he can

There is a chance for enlightenment. In other words, it consumes ten more spiritual power enhancers than others.

In the last life until his death, he had never enlightened his spiritual power, which was a complete hardship. In this life, he had to enlighten his spiritual power no matter what, otherwise he would be too passive in fighting alien creatures.

But then again, the data on the black table can only be used for reference, and it is still somewhat different from the real situation. Even though West Africas claims that the accuracy rate reaches 97.93%, in fact, the error rate is

It's still common.

To put it simply, under holographic scanning, the shooting speed of a gun, the exit speed of the bullet, and the impact force caused within a certain distance can all be tested. However, the situation changes rapidly, including the black watch itself.

With a small amount of error, the data cannot be 100% accurate.

It is also possible for a person who appears to be "healthy" to die suddenly. In the same way, with his low psychic perception, it is not necessary to inject ten boosters to awaken. It may be a few, or it may be dozens.

…

He remembered that after the last time he traveled, his eyesight went dark and he lived in chaos for many days. It wasn't until he almost ran out of money to eat that he bit the bullet and started thinking of ways to make money. This can't be the case this time. He must take advantage of his youth and strength.

, strive to climb to higher heights and live a better life.

So, he began to plan his next work.

The first priority, of course, is to make money. In this world, there are two ways to make money. Either go to a larger town to find a stable job with good social credit like him, and use your previous work experience to become a courier.

It's still possible. But it's just enough to make ends meet. If you can't afford strengthening potions, you'll be like that for the rest of your life. The other one is what he is now, a fighting profession.

Mercenaries are a very casual profession, they just run around, hunt mutant creatures in the wilderness for money, or protect caravans, etc.

The reason why his original body came here was to hunt the corpse dogs and living dead around the town. As a result, he died before leaving. As soon as he went out, he encountered a green living dead and was beaten to death.

He abandoned his armor and fled. Although he finally escaped back to the town, he still died of poison and died at home, so he was allowed to travel through time.

Since there is a mayor in the town, also known as the "Guardian of the Wilderness", the corpses dare not approach easily. As long as they can escape back to the town, they are basically safe. Of course, if someone more powerful than the mayor is attracted, the entire

The place will be destroyed.

The mayor of the fringe town he is currently in is a "baron-level" wilderness guardian. As long as he doesn't encounter the corpse group led by the golden living dead, or the abyss demons of medium size or above, he can still block them.

Since all his original equipment was lost, if he doesn't want to go back to being a courier now, he has to find a way to get some equipment, then go out to hunt corpse dogs, and then use the corpses of the corpse dogs to exchange for money, and gradually develop.

The corpses of mutated creatures are the main material for refining strengthening potions. To put it bluntly, the lords everywhere earn the processing fees for refining "strengthening potions" from the "mutated corpses". But this processing fee is really expensive.

But then again, even if he wanted to go back to Dragonstone Town and work as a courier honestly, without equipment, he would only die from various situations, such as being attacked by stray corpse dogs.

Or they may be attacked by refugees.

Total assets: 8 gold, 8 silver and 6 cents.

Okay, that six cents is negligible. So, what can you do with this little money?

Chen Xing recalled carefully and found that he should still be able to buy a second-hand pistol and three magazines of bullets. As for protective clothing and the like, you can do without them for the time being. Based on his fifteen years of experience, this is just a novice village.

That's all.

So, he changed into a mercenary uniform made of tarpaulin and went out directly.

Leaving the dilapidated bunker, he walked through a shack area, bypassing several groups of scavengers who were warming themselves by burning waste oil barrels, and arrived at the main street of the town.

This town has a nice name, called "Orchid Town". But it has nothing to do with the beautiful and noble orchids. It is full of filth and chaos, alcohol, drugs, homeless people, thugs, and criminals.

Scavengers are everywhere. This name is probably just the mayor's interest. Every human gathering place can be regarded as the territory of the local guardian. They can name it whatever they want, such as "Beauty Town", "Roast Duck"

"town" can be found everywhere.

On the street, the shops are half-open and half-closed, scattered here and there, giving it a cold and desolate scene. This is a small town on the edge, with not many citizens but quite a few refugees.

After a while, Chen Xing turned into a shop with two guns painted on the sign.

"Hi, handsome boy, we meet again. What do you want this time?" A tall, sweet-looking girl of seventeen or eighteen years old walked over, shook Bai Shengsheng's arm, and greeted him.

Although the girl is not very old, her eyebrows are full of mature charm. Her purity and enchantment are perfectly reflected in her body. The voice is like an oriole emerging from the valley, making people feel comfortable all over, and the touch of whiteness is as white as the first snow.

Jinghong is even more seductive and leads people to commit crimes.

At least, there is 36D...

However, Chen Xing did not squint his eyes and was not moved by beauty. Because he later learned how dangerous this seemingly innocent and lovely girl was, and what a crazy and bloodthirsty heart she had. Moreover, under his

After leaving this small town and visiting other weapon shops, I realized how miserable his original form had been.

She sold the five-copper pistol bullet for 1.5 silver coins. It was said to be a brand-new pistol, but it misfired on the first shot. The grenade that was thrown out exploded after a few minutes. It was simply impossible to time it./

Bomb. It can be said that a large part of the death of the original body should be attributed to this femme fatale girl.

And many years later, he learned that this girl named "Aaliya" had a half-demon bloodline, and was the most powerful "Fire Demon bloodline". In the later period, her strength reached the king level, and she was

The most powerful existence in the entire Orchid Town, and even in the entire "Ambergris River" basin.

To put it simply, he is a boss who pretends to be a novice, goes to the novice village to eat and drink, and enjoys defrauding newbies.

But now she is probably not that powerful, at most she is a baronet.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't come here to buy things. He should go to the alley behind to find vendors. Although it is dark there, it is far less dark than here. If that place is a "black store", this place can be called a "black hole".

describe.

But the problem is, he doesn't have enough money. He has to dig out some shreds of flesh from the teeth of this humanoid tyrannosaurus.

In the last life, at the beginning, he didn't know that his predecessor had been cheated. He survived in the shack until he almost ran out of money to eat, and then he waited for a somewhat reliable caravan, and then followed them to Dragonstone Town to resume operations.

In my old job, I worked as a courier for two years, saved a little money, and then started again.

In this life, no matter what, I should seek some justice, for myself and for the sake of my predecessor.
Chapter completed!