Chapter 179 Camp
"Little boy, let me help you!"
Bai Shi and Javi exchanged a few secret glances and temporarily decided to pretend to be natives and blend into the team to obtain intelligence.
Bai Shi smiled and walked over to help the youngest boy pick up the garbage on the roadside: "What's your name?"
The little boy looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and suddenly glanced at Bai Shi.
Bai Shi suddenly felt cold all over, as if he was being stared at by some wild beast.
'This feeling... Javi... He seems to be the same as Javi.' In his heart, a storm suddenly arose.
At this time, the boy finally spoke slowly in a low voice:
"How can weak people like you and your companions be with such a great man?"
"I am...weak?"
Shiraishi rolled his eyes.
He has been the strongest among his peers since he was young, the leader in the training camp, and began to practice resonance when he became a sword holder.
This is the first time I have heard such an evaluation.
"You're not even in the first form, and your companion is also only in the first form. How did you get to be in the fourth form? Teach me!"
The boy said seriously: "Teach me and I will treat you to meat!"
It seemed that in his opinion, this was a very generous reward.
Bai Shi's mind started thinking quickly.
"First Form! It seems that Javi's previous guess was correct. There is indeed a path for the promotion of weirdness. He is already in the first stage, and Fang Xian is in the fourth stage. Is this also the level of natural disaster-level weirdness? There is such a big difference. No wonder we feel that we can't resist ... There is a difference of four stages..."
Bai Shi suddenly felt very valuable: "This...we just happened to encounter a strange thing together...I'll treat you to candy!"
He took out a candy. The sweet taste from another world instantly conquered the boy's taste buds and made him squint his eyes.
Bai Shi took the opportunity to talk a few more words and learned that the boy's name was Ashu and he was an orphan adopted by the camp.
Having recently successfully been promoted to the first form, he must come out to find food and other supplies for the camp.
"In our camp, only women and children can use strange . For a real warrior, the first form is the minimum. My wish is to become the third form like Chief Zitao, so that I can protect a small camp!"
Ashu got another candy, but after thinking about it, he couldn't bear to eat it and put it in his pocket.
"Okay...it turns out I'm really a weakling!"
Shiraishi secretly burst into tears, and asked indirectly about the promotion, but got a cold eye from Ashu.
"Are you a savage? 'One quality restrains another quality, and the combination of three qualities forms the foundation of the extraordinary'... This law that was passed down by the Dawn Society is so famous that even children can recite it! How could you not know it?"
"The Dawn Society, of course I know about it..." Shiraishi felt that the young boy Ashu had begun to doubt him, but he felt that Ashu would never have thought of traveling through time and space, so he simply continued asking.
Through sporadic information, he knew that this world had been plagued by strange creatures about a hundred years ago, and more than a decade ago, it exceeded the limit of human endurance and almost destroyed the entire civilization.
Many cities were reduced to ruins, and only scattered survivor camps remained in the wild.
The Dawn Society is the most famous salvation organization.
Not only did he widely share the methods of becoming a 'superhuman', he announced several strange paths that humans could use, and he also established a last city of survivors.
It is said that there are multiple fourth-form warriors stationed there, and even the legendary fifth-form! It can handle natural disaster-level anomalies and is the last hope and fortress of mankind.
Their small camp had wanted to move there, but the road was too dangerous and there were many strange obstacles, so they failed.
While they were chatting, the convoy had completed today's mission and started its journey home.
Although the sky was still gray, visibility continued to decrease, perhaps it was night in this world.
Fang Xian sat in the car, with only Zi Tao accompanying him.
He knew more information than Javi and Shiraishi.
For example, the survivor camp was very small, with only a few hundred people. If there were more, it would attract the attention of calamity-level monsters, which would be a disaster they could not resist.
Because Zitao is the leader of this camp!
And she only has the third form!
"I was originally a daughter of a wealthy family. Now, I feel that the past ten years have been like a dream..."
Zitao poured a drink for Fang Xian, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
"You are already quite remarkable for being able to devour and fuse twenty-seven strange things and advance to the third stage."
Fang Xian comforted.
He understood that the strange road was not that simple.
The strange characteristics cannot be swallowed randomly, one must be selective and master the method of identification.
The three characteristics restrain each other, and after being devoured and fused, it becomes a first-stage warrior.
As for the second stage, nine qualities are required.
The third stage, which was also the limit he left in his notebook, required a full twenty-seven types!
The fourth stage is the real "natural disaster", which can fight against those idealistic beings and requires devouring eighty-one different strange things.
Therefore, there are very few top-notch experts in this world.
And this fourth form is also called the King Level! It means the King of Weirdness!
However, all these studies came from the Dawn Society, which made him very interested in this organization.
"Looking back, it's really hard. It's mainly due to luck!"
Zitao gathered her hair together, with a silent temptation.
Perhaps in the eyes of the survivors, relying on the strong is a natural thing.
"I understand. You've worked so hard. Life like this must be painful, right?"
Fang Xian felt Zi Tao's inner struggle and pain, and said softly: "Go to sleep, it will be fine after a good sleep!"
Zitao's eyes became blurry and he actually fell asleep.
When she woke up, she seemed to be in a much better mood.
At this time, a scavenger also knocked on the door and said, "Chief... we have arrived at the camp."
"I'm sorry, sir..."
Zi Tao looked at her neatly-clad clothes, feeling a little disappointed and a little flustered, and said to Fang Xian: "Maybe I'm too tired recently..."
"fine!"
Fang Xian got out of the car and saw a small valley.
There was a simple camp inside the valley. When they saw the convoy returning, the people on the watchtower cheered.
Javi followed the convoy and approached the fence, when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Those pitch-black wooden stakes seemed to have some mysterious ability that could suppress strange things. This was a necessary defensive measure.
Bai Shi couldn't even feel this, but when he walked into the camp, he saw a little girl of seven or eight years old holding a stuffed doll in her arms.
The doll's lifeless eyes stared at him, making him suddenly feel a sense of danger.
"This is... a weird thing. Is it okay to let a child handle it?" He muttered to himself as he thought of Ashu's words.
Ashu rolled his eyes at him: "At least... she can skillfully use the power of objects to increase her chances of surviving danger!"
