The vast wilderness is completely uninhabited, with gravel and scattered weeds the only embellishments.
Occasionally, a few small creatures of various shapes will pass through the gray and dead land.
They may be the only life in this world. .
A chariot roared across the gravel in the wilderness, kicking up a lot of dust and breaking its long silence.
This was the first time in his life that Van saw the vast wilderness world with his own eyes.
Everything was similar to what he had imagined.
However, at that time, he imagined that he was a warrior who left the organization with honor and opened up the territory, instead of all the time now.
They are all on guard against captured fugitives.
The air in the wilderness is full of radioactive particles that are still in their half-life, but fortunately, several people in the car have already put on corresponding protective clothing.
Except for the driver, of course.
"Hey, does it really matter if you don't wear protective clothing?"
Mandala frowned, with a slightly worried expression.
"There is no need for you to give them protective clothing."
If you want to cross the vast wilderness, protective clothing is a must-have prop, and after Angelil's reminder, Fan found three protective clothing from under the driver's seat.
"You'd better take care of yourself."
Fan responded calmly.
"I don't know what's wrong," Mandala said angrily, but inexplicable complexity still flashed in her eyes.
She was still a little touched by Fan's actions, although she didn't agree with it very much.
But in fact, for Fan, it is more beneficial to him not to wear protective clothing.
The free radiation particles in the wilderness will not have an adverse effect on him, but will accelerate the division speed of his ability cells.
Although this gain Extremely slow, but something that is definitely there.
And this is the new ability he discovered he had after waking up from A-13.
As for the issue of protective clothing, if it weren't for Angelil's reminder, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to take out the protective clothing.
The car soon fell into silence again.
Fan's cold and stern face would instinctively make people stop all conversations.
The chariot traveled again for half a day, and night finally fell.
After a whole day of traveling, even Van felt a little tired, so he stopped his chariot in the vast wilderness.
After parking the car, Fan opened the car door and walked out, carefully examining the surrounding environment and terrain.
Mandala, on the other hand, moved his body with difficulty, and then brought the food in his hands to the mouths of the two bound Angelels.
Angelil finished the food quickly, and then Mandala tightened the ring of her protective clothing, and then approached Dilier on the side.
Angelil looked at Mandala silently, and then suddenly said, "You are very different from the angels of death in my impression."
Mandala paused his movements for a moment, "Oh, what does the Angel of Death look like in your impression?"
"Cold, ruthless, arrogant, even inhumane, just like him."
Angelil tilted her head in the direction of Van.
Mandala suddenly smiled, but then shook his head, "Isn't that what Yama's people are like?"
"No," Angelil shook her head, "There are very few people like him in Yama."
"What do most people in Yama look like?"
Mandala was a little curious.
Angelil pondered for a while, "Actually, there is no so-called majority of people.
Most of Yama's warriors come from all parts of the world.
We have always advocated a free alliance in which everyone gets what they need, so the people in the organization also have their own differences.
Various personalities.”
"What does the Freedom Alliance mean?"
"The Free Alliance is very vague and loose in meaning.
But to put it simply, as long as you can provide what the organization needs, you will receive corresponding rewards."
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"This sounds like there is no difference from the mission mechanism of the Death Angel."
Mandala shook his head.
"No, there is a big difference between them.
Anyone can choose to accept or give up on Yama's mission, and there will be no punishment for failure.
And the most important thing is, even if you are just an ordinary person, as long as you are willing Go open up a new wasteland, and the organization can provide you with corresponding protection."
Mandala finally finished feeding Diliel at this time.
After hearing Angelil's words, her eyes brightened a little, "You mean ordinary people can live with transformed people?"
"Of course."
Angelil immediately replied, "As long as you obtain the legal status of Yama, even ordinary people will be protected by Yama.
Any unreasonable oppression of them will be sanctioned by Yama.
This is Yama.
The biggest difference from the Angel of Death.”
"Of course, ordinary people who are protected must also complete their tasks, such as planting enough crops."
Angelil added.
"Sounds good."
Mandala nodded.
"Of course, this has always been the root freedom and guarantee for Yama to develop," Angelil said with some pride.
After she had an in-depth understanding of the Angel of Death and the establishment of the empire, she became even more convinced of the belief that Yama has always upheld. .
"It is also the root that restricts Yama from becoming a truly powerful organization."
Di Lier, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"Isn't what I said right?"
Diliel did not flinch at all under Angelil's gaze.
"You have spent too much energy to protect those useless ordinary people, they are greedy, they are lazy, they are dirty, and for those powerful reformers, you also lack enough restraint to control them.
When a real war When the war comes, I am very curious about how much cohesion Yan Luo can have."
Di Lier said with undisguised sarcasm.
"Ordinary people are not slaves, and Yama is not an empire.
Don't impose your values on us," Angelil scolded.
"In my opinion, freedom has always been a ridiculous thing.
Freedom that has completely lost its restraints will sooner or later cause chaos.
Of all the reformed warriors from Yama that I have seen, none of them are worthy of my attention.
Instead of calling them They are warriors, rather than a group of ruffians.”
"Then tell me, what should a qualified warrior look like?
Like you Imperial people, you regard stupid glory as your life."
"No, that's not stupid, that can give us strength."
Dili'er shook her head, "And what I think is a real warrior should be like him."
Dili'er turned her face to the car The lonely figure outside.
"Strong, self-disciplined, fearless, and dedicated."
"Ha, this is really strange.
A warrior from the empire would actually praise an angel of death," Mandala said in surprise.
"Imperial people have always been like this.
We respect all warriors who are worthy of respect, and he is indeed worthy of respect."
Dilier's tone was solemn and serious.
"Worship the strong and despise the weak.
Isn't this the usual way of thinking of the Imperial people."
Angelil curled her lips disdainfully.
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Just as Dilier was about to try to refute, a battle suddenly broke out outside the chariot, and a huge black shadow fiercely pounced on Fan's body.
"Lurker" Angelil exclaimed, but when she saw clearly the six green marks on the forehead of this lurker, she couldn't even scream.
"boom" The lurker's long tail whipped the ground hard, leaving a foot-deep mark on the ground.
The poison at the tip of the tailbone shone with a cold luster even at night.
Fan tightly grasped the wolf snake in his hand, a level six lurker.
This was the first high-level Zerg he had encountered since he became a high-level cyborg.
And he finally waited until the lurker revealed itself
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