The police chief was responsible for one end alone, while Qianye and Duyan were responsible for the other side. The three of them exhaled and worked together to lift the one-ton gate and push it towards the tower.
Although the one-eyed man has not activated the Force node, he has been practicing and is not far away from activating the first Force node. And his talent is strength enhancement. Qianye has steadily demonstrated the strength of a first-level warrior.
More and less.
A seventeen-year-old first-level combat soldier is enviable at best, but a seventeen-year-old second-level combat soldier is different. How could a person who is qualified to join the Imperial Special Forces Corps go to such a barren place to start?
A small bar?
At eight o'clock in the morning, the three of them were exhausted. However, only half of the repairs to the city gate were completed. In order to assemble the power boiler, which was half of its frame, parts had to be ordered from big cities.
It would take a week at the earliest for new parts to be delivered. Although the bald sergeant was worried, he could only live in fear for another week.
At this time, the sky in the upper continent had already dawned. However, in the dark season of the Evernight Continent, the trajectories of several upper continents happened to intersect over the Evernight Continent, and they blocked the sunlight.
During the day, the sky is only bright from 10 am to 3 pm on the Evernight Continent, and it is dark the rest of the time.
In the night sky, the crimson full moon still hangs there. According to the legend of the Evernight Continent, as long as the crimson moon appears, disaster will happen. When the blood moon hangs in the sky, the power of the dark race will be affected.
With enhancement, the native beasts in the wild will become more violent and ferocious.
Seeing the blood moon in the sky, Qianye suddenly felt a surge of blood all over his body, and his senses became extremely keen, especially his sense of smell, which was enhanced a thousand times. He could almost smell the smell of everyone in the town. The burning blood
The smell almost drove him crazy!
Qianye said goodbye to the Sheriff and quickly returned to the bar, closed the door tightly, and then fell to the ground, howling like a wild beast and rolling all over the ground.
The hunger and thirst for blood is an almost unbearable torture. This feeling of pain and emptiness is more intense than the drug addiction of 'Bliss'. If Qianye hadn't developed a weapon comparable to that of the Red Scorpion Soldier King while practicing the Art of Fighting,
His will has long been conquered by his bloodthirsty thirst, and he has become a true blood slave.
Qianye lay on the cold ground, biting a towel to prevent himself from screaming. He grabbed the steel bar welded into the wall with one hand, and hit the ground hard with the other hand!
Pass! Pass! Pass!
A dull sound came from the bar, and the entire Manjushahua trembled slightly with the sound. There were no customers in the bar at this time, and the sound shuttled through the empty lobby.
Several scavengers happened to pass by the bar. When they heard this strange dull sound, their expressions changed drastically, and they changed their routes and stayed away from Manjushahua, as if there was a certain demon being imprisoned in this bar.
A full hour passed before Qianye struggled to get up. He stumbled to the closet, took out a blood bag from it, carefully squeezed a few drops of blood into his mouth, and then immediately sealed the blood bag to the best of his ability.
Great will puts it back where it belongs.
After a few drops of blood entered his mouth, Qianye immediately broke out in sweat as if exhausted, leaning against the wall and panting.
Now he has to drink a few drops of blood to calm down the bloodthirsty instinct in his body. However, in the beginning, Qianye could survive his bloodthirsty thirst without relying on anything. But starting from three months ago, he needed
Licking a drop of blood can suppress hunger and thirst. Now, Qianye needs close to a spoonful of blood to trick his body and calm his hunger and thirst.
Animal blood has gradually lost its effectiveness, and the allure of human blood has doubled. If this trend continues, Qianye estimates that he can persist for another year at most. Although his stubborn resistance these days has been nothing short of miraculous, the road ahead still remains.
Dark without any light.
Qianye's eyes fell on the cabinet again. This time he was not looking at the blood bag, but the saber underneath the blood bag. It was Red Scorpion's standard multi-purpose saber, and the silver plating on it was badly damaged. Qianye held it
It is placed here just so that one day when the bloodthirsty instinct cannot be suppressed, it can be used to end one's life.
Next to the blood bag is the black silk bag.
Qianye laughed to himself. At least he now had one more option to commit suicide. The magic-breaking mithril bullets would have a fatal effect on vampires with titles, not to mention his half-blood slave. Qianye only had to swallow one.
A magic-breaking mithril bullet will burn all the internal organs of the body into cokes. However, no scars will be visible on the outside.
At least I can die beautifully, Qianye thought.
This is another change that occurred in him after being contaminated by the blood of darkness. He began to instinctively like beautiful things.
But just like he didn't commit suicide immediately, Qianye will never give up until the last moment.
He walked to the power room behind the bar and added a few more shovels of black stones to the big metal thing that was half the size of a bar. In this way, the steam furnace could burn for a whole day, not only providing the necessary power needed by the bar, but also maintaining
The temperature of the wine kiln. The wine brewed by Qianye needs to be fermented at room temperature of 60 degrees for ten days to have the best taste.
There is a public black stone steam tower in the town, but it cannot support such extravagant expenses. Manjushahua and a limited number of households in the town have their own independent power plants.
At ten o'clock in the morning, just as it was getting light, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a tall man covered with tattoos walked in.
When he saw Qianye, he walked up, patted Qianye's shoulder enthusiastically, and said: "Brother, there is another gambling game! Mr. Zhao asked me to come to you. This time the road is a bit far, so I have to leave early. Mr.
Rules, I will look after the store for you, you can go over now!"
Qianye nodded, took a bottle of liquor from the wine cabinet, stuffed it into the strong man's arms, and said, "Old rules, this is yours."
The big man grinned widely and punched Qianye hard on the chest.
After a while, Qianye came to a tall industrial factory in the northeast corner of the town. After the Dawn War, this place used to be a large-scale mechanical parts manufacturing factory, and it was said that it also produced military products. However, as the empire's top citizens moved to
In the upper-middle-class continent with a better living environment, this factory was also abandoned.
Now, the factory has become a place where Mr. Zhao and his men are entrenched.
Mr. Zhao is very young, less than thirty years old. He is very handsome, and has a neatness and elegance that the natives of the wasteland do not have. It is said that he is the illegitimate son of a large family in the empire, and for some reason he lives in the Evernight Continent. The town
The people called him Mr. Zhao, but no one knew his real name.
In the empire, Zhao is a special surname. The Zhao family is a distinguished family that has been passed down for thousands of years. The ancestors of the Zhao family once participated in the Dawn War and were one of the seven founding marshals when the empire was founded. To this day, the power of the Zhao family has not diminished.
Anti-increase, and tied with Zhang, Bai, and Song Dynasty as the four great clans of the empire, ranking only below Zhang clan.
Therefore, the rumors are not credible. Even if Mr. Zhao has some connection with a branch of the Zhao family, he will not be reduced to collecting protection fees to live in a run-down town in Yongye Continent.
Mr. Zhao does have some strength. As a first-level soldier, he is more than capable of suppressing the dozen gangsters under his command. However, his ambitions seem to be not limited to Beacon Town. Recently, he has often interacted with forces in surrounding towns.
Whenever there is contact, there will be disputes. This method of resolving disputes through gambling is very popular among various forces, and it is a relatively mild one. After all, once two forces officially start a war, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses. Needless to say, the losing side will naturally perish.
But if the victorious party pays too high a price, it will sooner or later be swallowed up by other forces.
Seeing Qianye's arrival, Mr. Zhao immediately smiled, hugged Qianye's shoulders, and said affectionately: "Finally I've waited for you! Brother, we are going to bet big this time, you must not lose!"
If you win, I'll pay for Min'er to spend three nights with you. If you think she's not enough, then you can choose any of the women around me, except A-yun!"
"Or virtual fighting?" Qianye asked.
"Of course! You are the king in the ring!"
"Okay, I don't want women anymore. I still want those medicines for this reward."
"No problem! But the next caravan will arrive in Blackstream City in ten days. It will take half a month for you to get those medicines. If you win this time, I will buy you double copies!"
"One bottle is enough."
Mr. Zhao patted Qianye on the shoulder, laughed, and said: "I, Mr. Zhao, will never change my promise. Double copy! It's settled! This gambling battle is very important to me, as long as you
Just win.”
At this time, there was the heavy roar of the engine outside, and two heavy-duty off-road trucks parked outside the factory. Mr. Zhao pulled Qianye and two other guys with murderous looks and sinister faces into one vehicle, and the other two
Ten thugs crowded into another car.
These are two old-fashioned steam-driven trucks. Because they are durable and easy to repair, they are more popular than the original analog-powered locomotives on the Evernight Continent. Its only drawback is that it is slow, and the noise and smell are not what the upper class would like at all.
Tolerable.
The two trucks bumped for four hours at a tortoise speed of thirty kilometers, and it was a small miracle that they did not break down. At this time, the outline of a big city appeared in front of them. This was not a small town like Beacon Town.
A small place with a thousand people, but a Black River City with a population of over 100,000.
From a distance, the ten-meter-high city wall of Blackstream City is much more magnificent than that of Lighthouse Town. The metal skeleton is revealed ferociously among the exposed bluestones. Every few hundred meters on the city wall, there is an artillery and two cannons.
Bed crossbow.
When dealing with dark races and some huge beasts, these old-fashioned bed crossbows are much more powerful than artillery, so they are quite popular on the Evernight Continent. The mechanical device driven by steam and geared and hinged also makes bed crossbows more powerful.
It becomes easier to reset and reload, and the practicality is greatly improved.
There are several giant chimneys hundreds of meters high in Heiliu City, which are constantly spitting out clouds of black smoke. They are the core energy facilities of the city, the Perpetual Dynamic Tower.
The most eye-catching thing is naturally the lighthouse that burns all year round. This is not a 20-meter gadget like the one in Lighthouse Town. It is a huge thing with a height of 150 meters. In addition to serving as a coordinate for a thousand miles around, it also has to prevent traffic.
Blackstream City's aerostat mistakenly entered the energy zone and crashed into those chimneys.
Compared with Beacon Town, Blackstream City is a giant beast armed to the teeth.
The two trucks panted heavily and drove into Heiliu City. Mr. Zhao was indeed well-known in the surrounding area, so he didn't even have to pay the city entry fee.