86: Chapter 86 Blackwater Town

Chapter 86 Heishui Town

On Rusty Mountain, the howling gale swept past, and the red gravel flew with the wind, stinging people's faces painfully.

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A group of men wearing ragged khaki sand-proof robes strode up Rusty Mountain.

Their expressions were vigilant, subconsciously sweeping across the surrounding environment. When they arrived at the mountain, two groups of people were already waiting for them.

Saying there were two groups was actually a man in a black robe and another team of similarly dressed people; the three factions were distinct.

The one draped in a black robe was about two meters tall, with a full beard and gloomy eyes, looking like a lone wolf hidden in the desert.

His gaze swept over the leading men of the two teams, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "It seems the Three Wolves Gang has truly been wiped out by someone, with only the two of you coming."

"Whether he comes or not, things will be done the same way. What are we waiting for him for? Is it some big deal that can't do without him?"

Liao Shan shook his head, staring at Wu Chong: "You certainly are confident."

The short-haired man at the side revealed a sharp look in his eyes, with a hint of impatience on his face: "The dignified leader of Heishui Town called us over, surely not just to talk nonsense, right?"

Liao Shan was the leader of Heishui Town. He came alone, specifically finding the two notorious thugs famous in the wasteland before him—the leaders of the Wild Dog Gang and the Black Gun Gang.

The long-haired man who spoke first was named Wu Chong, the leader of the Wild Dog Gang, who had a fiery temper and was also a madman.

The other person had a lean figure and capable short hair. His hand under his monkey robe never left the gun at his waist. His name was Fang Ming, the boss of the Black Gun Gang, whose marksmanship could pierce a willow leaf at a hundred paces, never missing a shot.

According to Liao Shan's plan, when he invited people over this time, he actually also intended to find Zhou Lin, the leader of the Three Wolves Gang.

However, the men under his command had been sent out to search for a long time without discovering Zhou Lin's whereabouts.

Logically speaking, no matter how elusive these desert bandits were, it was impossible for them not to leave a single trace.

People like them who robbed things eventually had to fence their stolen goods. Shelters like Heishui Town had more or less intertwining connections; people who could usually be found could not be found now, which was the biggest problem.

Bad luck——

Although Liao Shan was dissatisfied in his heart, matters had reached this point, so he stopped beating around the bush: "We have been cooperating for quite a few years. Coming here this time is to ask you for a favor."

Wu Chong slightly raised his eyes, grinned to reveal a mouthful of irregular yellow teeth: "Are you going to hunt monsters again? Or are you going to rob something?"

On the Tieling Wasteland, sometimes the relationship between certain Shelters and bandits was particularly complex. There were those who hired them to hunt monsters, and those who specifically hired them to solve matters when it was inconvenient to do so themselves.

Hunters and prey, collaborators and plunderers, the relationship between the two was hard to clearly define.

Not every Shelter farmed quietly like Zhao Kun and Fan Da.

The Infinite Building naturally occupied by some Shelters was not suited for farming in the first place; constantly plundering resources was the primary element of their development.

Although Fang Ming of the Black Gun Gang did not speak, he meant the same thing.

After all, their cooperation revolved back and forth around these exact things.

Heishui Town borrowed them to eliminate surrounding competitors, and they needed a justifiable town on the surface like Heishui Town to fence stolen goods and purchase supplies.

"This time it's not robbing outside things, but wanting you to bring something out from the black market in Huangyan Town."

Hearing the three words Huangyan Town, the expressions of Wu Chong and Fang Ming changed, and the cronies behind them also looked quite bad.

"Liao Shan, we don't have a grudge with you, do we?"

Wu Chong looked at Liao Shan unkindly, his voice suddenly turning cold: "Huang Yanwu of Huangyan Town, he is a Tier 1 Painless, and you want me to go provoke him?"

Wu Chong knew his own worth; even though he was the leader of the Wild Dog Gang, he was an outstanding figure among twice limit-breaking warriors.

But he knew the gap between limit-breakers and transcendents; one was in the heavens and the other on the earth. Without heavy weapons for suppression, if they started fighting, he would definitely be chopped into pieces and waiting for a grand funeral.

Liao Shan smiled indifferently: "It's just the black market, not the town of Huangyan Town. No matter how formidable Huang Yanwu is, he has no way to control the entire black market. I only need you to fish in troubled waters, it's that simple."

Fang Ming, the leader of the Black Gun Gang, raised his head, his face likewise somewhat gloomy: "Liao Shan, it's best to make things clearer. We are not like you, already a Tier 1 transcendent. Everything everyone does carries risks. If it's not made clear, who knows what day we might disappear onto this Gobi Desert just like Zhou Lin."

They were people who licked blood from the blade's edge; if they weren't careful and cautious, they probably would have long ago turned into scavenging materials for others.

Wasn't Zhou Lin a cautious person?

He was a famously old wolf in the Three Wolves Gang, and very decisive in his actions, but isn't he still missing without a trace now just the same?

Liao Shan slightly raised his eyes, a flash of gloomy green passing through his gaze, and his momentum also rose a lot at this moment: "It seems the two of you finally remembered. I am also a Tier 1 Drowned. You fear Huang Yanwu, do you not fear me?"

The words implied threat and dissatisfaction, causing the expressions of Wu Chong and Fang Ming to change slightly, and their originally dissatisfied tones naturally eased a bit: "If you want us to do things, we can't possibly risk our lives inside it."

Hearing this, Liao Shan's momentum dissipated a bit, so he got straight to the point: "My men are also in the black market; the main force is me, not you. However, to get this thing out, some commotion needs to be stirred up. I only need you to play supporting roles. If Huang Yanwu makes a move, I will deal with him."

"What about the reward?"

"One Drowned potion per person."

The two suddenly fell silent, a spark of fervent heat igniting deep within their eyes.

This was a transcendent potion; not to mention its immense value, it could also help them break through the bottleneck of limit-breakers and step into true transcendence.

Yet when they heard about the Drowned potion, they also revealed a bit of struggle and hesitation.

"The Drowned potion doesn't have a subsequent advanced potion; I want a painless potion."

Hearing this, Liao Shan revealed a scoff: "A painless potion? Why, do you think you can elevate a painless potion to its peak? Or are you certain you can get a Blood Warrior potion?"

Liao Shan made no effort to conceal the disdain in his words, even carrying a hint of anger.

"Even in Jumu City, those who can develop the Painless to its peak and successfully acquire the advanced potion Blood Warrior can be counted on one's fingers. It's already not bad to be able to become a Tier 1 transcendent warrior; don't place yourselves too high. You, and even I, are merely hunting hounds foraging everywhere across this wasteland."

Wu Chong's expression immediately became unsightly, but he did not flare up, merely gritting his teeth with a hint of unwillingness on his face.

Liao Shan's words were truly sharp, piercing through all disguises, but Wu Chong knew his words were right.

Wanting to become a transcendent was not easy to begin with; right now, a potion was placed before them, and this was the opportunity to break through the bottleneck.

People like them might not even have the opportunity to set foot in the realm of Tier 2 transcendents throughout their entire lives. Since the opportunity was slim, whether the potion used had a fallback path no longer mattered.

Fang Ming, the leader of the Black Gun Gang, nodded in a deep voice: "I agree. But if we face a transcendent, I will leave immediately."

Wu Chong's voice became somewhat hoarse, but he still nodded: "I agree as well. What do you need us to do?"

"Listen to my instructions when the time comes. What you need to do now is sneak into the black market and prepare to seize the city gate."

After the three finished their conversation, they left one after another.

Neither the Wild Dog Gang nor the Black Gun Gang raised the demand to take the potion first; they both knew Liao Shan's personality—if he wanted you to do it, you had to do it, and getting the benefits first was absolutely impossible.

After the people from the Wild Dog Gang and the Black Gun Gang left Rusty Mountain, Liao Shan's expression also turned gloomy.

He looked at the sky-filling yellow sand blown by the wind on Rusty Mountain, a hint of worry in the depths of his eyes: "There are very few people on the wasteland who could wipe out Zhou Lin together with the Three Wolves Gang. Could it be that the people of Huangyan Town did it? Or perhaps Chechang Town? It'd better not ruin my plan."

Liao Shan wrapped his black robe tighter around himself, and then his figure moved rapidly, like a male lion shuttling through the desert, quickly leaving Rusty Mountain.

His moving speed was so fast that in just a few dashes, he had already disappeared into the wasteland.

Over at Outpost Camp, Ren Chuan and Dong Hu came out from Scarecrow Town, also bringing back a large amount of supplies.

Only this time, the ratio of food and bullets carried was much less. Some relatively crucial automobile equipment parts, along with a large amount of Rot Soil Hound sludge, instead became the core items of trade.

One of the things Outpost Camp needed to do next was endlessly suppress the newly born Parasitic Fungus Vine. This was their core channel for acquiring monster corpses and transcendent materials.

However, normal searching and hunting was destined to not compare to Wang Ting single-handedly suppressing over a thousand Parasitic Fungus Vines in terms of speed, but it had the advantage of being endless.

Moreover, accompanied by the refresh of the Parasitic Fungus Vine, those few supply points would also respawn the corresponding supplies; all they needed to do was slowly wait.

Aside from normal search supplies, what needed to be done in Outpost Camp was to continue reclaiming farmland outward. The new farmland required a large amount of fertile soil, which required the sludge of the Rot Soil Hound. With such fertilizer-comparable stuff, they could save even more time.

According to Ren Chuan's estimation, although Outpost Camp could grow crops, the lighting conditions and growing conditions here actually could not compare to Scarecrow Town.

If Scarecrow Town's wheat yield per mu could still reach three to four hundred catties, then Outpost Camp here would likely only reach three hundred catties.

They had to reclaim more farmland to acquire stable food.

Ren Chuan brought the supplies back to Outpost Camp and reported the situation of this trip to Wang Ting: "Boss Zhao and Fan Da both agreed. From now on, our two camps are in an alliance relationship; supplies can be traded through transactions, and there will no longer be revenue sharing."

"Well done." Wang Ting nodded; achieving this result was within his expectations.

Zhao Kun and Fan Da were not people who couldn't tell right from wrong; for the two camps to part ways amicably was in itself the best result.

"Have you obtained the situation of the surrounding Shelters?"

Ren Chuan nodded: "I've obtained them all. However, there aren't that many Shelters connected with Scarecrow Town; Huangyan Town, Chechang Town, and Bullet Town are relatively closer. Further away are actually Mermaid Lake Town and Fisherman Town, but we haven't contacted them in a long time. Wanting to directly contact them also requires passing through the edge of the Jungle Ruins, and that side is not very peaceful. Therefore, recently Boss Fan and the others generally use the black market as an intermediary to communicate with them, occasionally purchasing some fishery products."

Ren Chuan spread out the map for Wang Ting to see. Most of the Shelters were listed on it, and Jumu City to the north was also marked on the map, except the distance was indeed very far.

The location of Huangyan Town was situated somewhat in the middle; Bullet Town was located on the west side of Huangyan Town, and Chechang Town was on the east side. Mermaid Lake Town and Fisherman Town mentioned just now were both to the southeast of the three, even further south than Scarecrow Town.

"It's good that you got them. Find ways to do some trade with all of them in the future."

Ren Chuan nodded; Outpost Camp was recovering from devastation, and the things it lacked were truly too many.

Unlike Scarecrow Town, this floor seemed to have no special restrictions on crop rules; perhaps they could also go to Potato Town to trade for some potatoes to plant as crops.

Ren Chuan thought he understood Wang Ting's meaning, but in Wang Ting's eyes, these individual Shelters represented individual Infinite Buildings, and the anomalous monsters hidden behind the Infinite Buildings were what he truly wanted to trade with.

Wang Ting withdrew his gaze and finally moved it to the location of Huangyan Town: "Pack up the things, we're going to the black market."