Login Rewards at a Post Apocalyptic World - Chapter 17

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Bick immediately realized that the wasteland world was not a peaceful place.

The threat to every wasteland traveler here, other than the harsh environment, zombies, and mutated beasts, there were also other survivors.

A force that could pull out mortar cannons and start a war with mutated beasts was definitely not a force to be trifled with.

In fact, their threat was even greater than that of mutated beasts.

After all, low-level mutated beasts did not have any intelligence other than their strong physical bodies.

Not to mention, they were deceiving the wasteland visitors.

Seeing that Bick had reacted, Kate then slid out two daggers and said very seriously, “Follow me closely. Let’s sneak up and take a look.”

As she said that, she quickly hid in the dense vegetation. Bick immediately increased his speed and followed her.

In the area with a complicated terrain and lush vegetation, Kate activated all her strength and leaped forward quickly. She also carefully avoided the branches of the plants.

Bick followed with great difficulty. Before long, he was panting from exhaustion and was drenched in sweat.

However, even so, he still persevered and barely caught up with Kate’s footsteps.

Just as the distance was getting further and further, and he felt that he was about to lose her in the next moment, Kate suddenly carefully hid behind a tree that was surrounded by five or six people.

Bick felt as if his lungs had been thrown into boiling oil and exploded. He wanted to desperately open his mouth and breathe.

However, when he saw Kate raise her finger to the side of her mouth and make the first soft gesture, Bick forced himself to cover his mouth.

Fortunately, because the next moment, he secretly poked his head out from the side of the tree and was almost shocked by what he saw.

More than 200 yards away, an area that occupied at least five or six standard football fields was completely covered by a thick layer of white object.

And from the fact that the white object was constantly squirming, that thing was actually alive!

It covered such a large area, and it was two to three stories thickl. How could it be alive?

Before Bick transmigrated, the biggest creature he saw was the sperm whale in the aquarium.

As for the land creature, it was just an elephant.

However, facing the creature not far away, whether it was an elephant or a sperm whale, they were all insignificant little guys.

Just as Bick was staring at that thing in a daze, Kate’s faint voice rang in his ears, “Fat monster, a type of nuclear radiation mutated beast that failed to mutate. It only wants to keep eating and increase its fat content. In the end, it’d turn into a pile of fat.”

If not for the environment, Bick would have grabbed Kate’s collar and asked loudly, “This is still a failed mutation? How terrifying would the successful one be?”

Speaking of which, based on the fat monster’s size in the distance, it would definitely be an overlord-level creature in the world Bick had transmigrated to, right?

“Tong Tong…” The continuous sound of mortar shells interrupted Bick’s imagination.

Smoke rose from the three o’clock direction of the two people. Soon, the fat monster’s body, which was surging with waves, trembled.

The white fat was like a surging sea wave, constantly rising and falling.

Then, there was a high-pitched howl that pierced through the clouds.

After discovering the mortar positions, Kate immediately pulled Bick and sneaked over.

Although Bick didn’t understand why he didn’t hide here and wait for the final result, it was easy to cause misunderstandings if he went over now.

Not to mention the wasteland world, even in the world that Bick had transmigrated to, if a certain paramilitary organization was fighting and saw someone sneaking up on them, they wouldn’t be very polite, right?

“Continue shooting, don’t stop, it’ll be over soon!”

“Everyone work hard, the bone spur is about to come out…”

“Prepare the high-energy Ray, you must hit it with one hit. Energy points are very precious.”

As the distance closed, a loud shout was heard very quickly.

These survivors didn’t seem like a very formal military organization. On the contrary, it was somewhat similar to the Hunter’s club’s operation that Bick had seen before he transmigrated.

Although there were elected leaders, when they really started to act, everyone would shout loudly and give out orders to who knows who.

Moreover, everyone knew what they should do and displayed very good personal techniques and tactics.

When combined, it was a very strange scene.

It was said to be a motley crew, but their individual strength was definitely not bad.

If they were an elite division, their organization was also very chaotic.

Kate, who was at the side, carefully checked the clothes of the burly men and the weapons they used. She let out a sigh of relief.

When Bick turned around, she said softly, “They are the guards of free town. It can be considered an official organization.”

She did not understand the organization here, but seeing Kate relax, Bick also let out a sigh of relief.

At the very least, the guards wouldn’t attack them casually.

Then, Kate excitedly commented on the guards’actions and introduced the weapons they used.

Through this period of contact, Kate could see that although Beek was born into a noble family,.

He had always been pampered and didn’t understand many common sense things.

Therefore, whenever she had time, she would popularize it to him.

Bick was also happy to be misunderstood by Kate. It was very important for him to be able to make up for this knowledge.

The mortar cannon was similar to what Bick knew. It was a relatively common kinetic energy heavy weapon in the wasteland world.

This was not to say that there were no more powerful weapons and equipment in the wasteland world. Instead, it involved a cost-effective problem.

Just like what the guards called “High-energy rays,” which was a type of energy weapon, Bick sounded like a very popular concept weapon in his previous life, which was “Lasers.”

According to Kate’s instructions, Bick also saw the high-energy Ray launcher.

It was shaped in a very eschatological punk style, and was far from being as tall as Bick had imagined.

There was a bunch of wires wrapped around a satellite TV receiver that looked like it had been magnified more than ten times. There was a thick probe at the front.

It seemed that Bick despised high-energy radiation, Kate said in an envious tone, “Nobles like you definitely don’t understand the suffering of us poor people. Such a weapon is already the most powerful for us. A single shot will consume close to a thousand energy points. A real cannon will cost ten thousand taels of gold!”

Hearing such energy consumption, Bick put away his look of contempt.

He now knew the purchasing power of energy points.

One energy point could buy more than ten to twenty nutrient supply bottles. It could completely supply the consumption of a high-powered laborer for half a month.

If converted to Franklin’s words, he could roughly estimate the value of one energy point just by thinking about his half a month’s food expenses.

As for the consumption of nearly a thousand energy points, it was only one shot of energy supply, not counting the depreciation of the weapon.

It could be imagined that such a weapon was not for the poor.

Soon after the mortar continued to fire, the fat monster became angry. The fat all over its body once again piled up, and it was seven or eight stories tall.

Then, like a tsunami, it crashed down with a loud bang.

It had to be said that the power was quite good.

When the fat monster fell to the ground, Bick even felt the ground under his feet tremble a few times.

Unfortunately, the fat monster did not have a brain, and it did not seem to have good control of the distance.

With its high accumulation of fat, the monster simply could not hit the mortar base hundreds of yards away from it.