63: Chapter 63 Long Legs Purple Entry—Qin Hongye!

Qin Hongye knelt on the ground, covering her face, and secretly looked up to size up Chen Chen.

She had thought he was just a pretty boy who relied on his looks to get by, but she never expected him to be that legendary god of slaughter.

An emotion mixed with fear, awe, and a hint of secret fanaticism began to grow wildly in the depths of Qin Hongye's heart.

She was a woman who worshiped violence, and Chen Chen's extreme contempt—not even sparing her a glance—actually gave her a strange, shivering thrill.

Chen Chen's gaze finally landed on Qin Hongye.

The system prompt sounded in his mind right on cue.

"Ding! Detected a beauty meeting the binding conditions!"

"Target: Qin Hongye"

"Beauty Assessment: 91 points (Top-tier)"

"Identity Assessment: Gold-medal sniper of the Black Dragon Society"

"Talent: A-Rank · Eagle Eye Sniping (Possesses superhuman dynamic vision and ballistic calculation ability; when using long-range weapons, accuracy and destructive power increase by 200%)"

"Extractable Exclusive Trait: Deadly Lock/Weakness Break (Purple Epic-Rank)"

A purple trait.

Although it didn't compare to the golden or even god-tier traits of the Shen sisters and Su Xiaoqi, on the current wasteland, an A-rank talented sniper was absolutely an extremely scarce strategic resource.

Especially with that height of one hundred and eighty centimeters; those heaven-defying long legs wrapped in leather pants had an extremely strong visual impact.

Chen Chen withdrew his gaze, his tone flat yet permeated with an air of dominance.

"I'll only state the rules once."

"Follow behind, and maintain a distance of thirty kilometers. Don't fall behind, and don't get too close."

"For the women, if you perform well, you can get on my vehicle."

"For the men, figure out how to survive on your own. If you encounter a corpse tide, I won't go out of my way to save you."

After speaking, Chen Chen turned around and walked toward the Ghost Fortress.

Jiang Yanxue, acting like a dutiful maid, quickly stepped forward to open the car door for him. After Chen Chen got in, she turned her head and coldly swept a glance at Seven Blades and Qin Hongye.

"Put away your petty schemes. That the Boss spared your lives is your good fortune."

The heavy armored door slammed shut.

The blue electric arcs on the chassis of the Ghost Fortress surged violently, and the massive vehicle body, without the support of tires, steadily rose half a meter.

The A-rank magnetic levitation engine emitted a low-frequency hum, and the eighteen-ton steel beast launched instantly, turning into a streak of dark light as it sped off into the depths of the wasteland.

Leaving behind only the dumbfounded remnants of the Black Dragon Society.

Seven Blades slumped on the ground, gasping for air, feeling as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

Qin Hongye stood up and brushed the dust off her knees.

She looked in the direction where the Ghost Fortress had disappeared, the fear in her eyes already fading.

"Uncle Seven..." Qin Hongye swallowed, her voice trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?" Seven Blades had not yet recovered his senses.

"Did you... get a clear look at that vehicle just now?"

Qin Hongye pointed to the shallow trench on the Gobi desert floor ahead, left behind by the Ghost Fortress's air currents.

Seven Blades froze, recalling the details of the vehicle from just now, and his pupils constricted sharply.

"No tires... it was hovering! What the hell kind of vehicle is this?!"

Qin Hongye took a deep breath and pointed to the top of her head.

"It's not just hovering. Uncle Seven, didn't you notice the weapons on the roof?"

As Seven Blades recalled, cold sweat broke out again.

In the two hemispherical weapon pods on the roof, there were two terrifyingly shaped dual-mounted heavy machine guns.

But what truly made Qin Hongye feel terrified was the condition of those two machine guns.

"The barrels are dark purple." As a top sniper, Qin Hongye's understanding of firearms was deep in her bones.

"That's the mark left after high-intensity continuous firing caused the barrels to severely overheat and anneal. Furthermore, the ammunition belt hanging outside the feed port is empty."

Seven Blades gasped, his voice trembling: "Are you saying..."

"Those two heavy machine guns had their ammunition emptied. And in an extremely short amount of time, a massive amount of bullets were poured out, forcibly firing the barrels to the point of almost melting."

Qin Hongye walked to where the Ghost Fortress had just been parked, crouched down, and touched a patch of dark purple blood on the ground.

"This bloodstain hasn't dried yet. The residual energy fluctuations inside... were left by at least a peak Mutation-level, or even a Tyrant-level monster."

Seven Blades felt his scalp tingle.

A hovering RV with no tires.

Two heavy machine guns that had emptied their ammunition and were about to melt.

The vehicle body was covered in the blood of high-level monsters.

And the man inside the vehicle didn't even have a speck of dust on him, calmly and composedly hugging the young lady to flirt.

"What on earth... did he do last night?" Seven Blades muttered to himself.

Qin Hongye stood up, her 1.8-meter tall, slender figure looking exceptionally straight in the morning breeze.

She looked into the distance, licked the split wound at the corner of her mouth, and tasted a hint of blood.

"Last night, he absolutely, single-handedly, in one vehicle, slaughtered his way through a highest-level corpse tide."

Qin Hongye's tone was incredibly certain, and the fanaticism in her eyes could no longer be concealed.

"Uncle Seven, the young lady is right. Following him is our only way to survive."

She looked down at her long legs, which she was proud of, and the words Chen Chen had just said echoed in her mind—"For the women, if you perform well, you can get on my vehicle."

Qin Hongye clenched her fists.

She had to get on that vehicle.

Even if it meant being a servant who served tea and poured water, it would be ten thousand times better than being cannon fodder on this wasteland.

"Everyone, get in the vehicles! Check your equipment and refuel!" Seven Blades roared, regaining the capability of a Punishment Hall master.

Six modified off-road vehicles started up quickly, engines roaring, as they followed far behind, tracing the tracks left by the Ghost Fortress.

...

Inside the Ghost Fortress.

First-floor living quarters.

Chen Chen leaned against the driver's seat, controlling the steering wheel with one hand, his multi-functional tactical goggles hanging around his neck.

"Shen Wanbing, are they following behind?"

Shen Wanbing glanced at the Radar panel and nodded: "They are following. The distance is controlled at around twenty-eight kilometers; they are being very disciplined."

Chen Chen gave an "Mm" and didn't speak again.

Jiang Yanxue walked to the side of the driver's seat, took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to Chen Chen's hand.

"Just now... thank you, Boss, for saving face for me." Jiang Yanxue lowered her voice.

She knew very well that if Chen Chen had really wanted to pursue the matter, the moment Qin Hongye drew her gun just now, she would already be a dead person.

Chen Chen letting her handle it herself had saved Qin Hongye's life and also preserved her, the young lady's, prestige in front of her subordinates.

Chen Chen took the water, took a sip, and his gaze swept over Jiang Yanxue's cold and beautiful face.

"That Qin Hongye, how is her marksmanship?"

Jiang Yanxue was taken aback for a moment, then answered truthfully: "Very strong. The Black Dragon Society's number one sniper. A-rank talent, Eagle Eye Sniping. Within 1,500 meters, she hits whatever she aims at. Plus, her physical fitness is excellent, and her close-quarters combat is not weak either."

"One meter eighty tall, she does have quite long legs." Chen Chen commented casually.

Jiang Yanxue's heart skipped a beat.

She knew Chen Chen too well.

This man was absolutely the type who wouldn't do anything without some benefit.

Even she, a woman, found Qin Hongye's legs eye-catching.

Since Chen Chen specifically asked about her, the meaning couldn't be clearer.

Rather than waiting for Chen Chen to bring it up himself, she might as well do him this favor.