Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 18 'Cooperation'!
The sun shines brightly on the wasteland.
A new day has arrived, and the mutant lizard, as big as a football, burrows under the sand, quietly waiting for its prey to arrive.
When a mutant cockroach the size of a fist appeared, the thick tongue shot out directly, rolling the mutant cockroach back into its mouth, but before it could taste its breakfast, a vulture with a wingspan of three meters swooped down and grabbed it.
Then--
Bang!
The large-caliber bullet from the modified hunting rifle killed half of the vulture's body with one shot.
The raider named 'Kaili' returned to the camp with food on a cart.
car?
Stop joking.
Gasoline isn't cheap.
He was just the one who prepared breakfast and had no right to use any expensive things.
In fact, if it weren't for the recent special circumstances, he wouldn't even have a shotgun.
Normally, his only weapons are a knife and a machete.
The former was what he brought with him when he joined the raiders.
The latter was given to him by the leader of the raiders as a reward for him discovering the girl and supplies hiding in the basement during a robbery. Although it was rusty, it was better to use than a knife.
"Soon, very soon, I will be able to own a gun that truly belongs to me! When that time comes, I will..."
As Kaili was thinking this, his eyes were involuntarily attracted by a motorcycle in the distance.
It was a heavy motorcycle, and the driver was wearing a gas mask, so his face couldn't be seen clearly.
But the face of the corpse lying behind was clearly visible.
That is...
Baron of Oasis!
100,000 pull!
Thinking of this, Kaili no longer cared about the cart or breakfast, he ran towards the camp madly.
He wanted to tell his boss the news.
And in the wasteland this morning, there are too many people like Kairi.
Almost everyone on the side of the 'Fortress of Doom' saw it.
The remaining side?
As the people on this side began to move, they were also alarmed.
Just like a pack of hyenas, they follow behind their prey, keeping a close but not too distant, looking for the best time to strike.
Goethe glanced at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle and raised the corner of his mouth.
Everything was just as he expected.
Faced with 100,000 La, it is impossible for these predators not to be tempted.
Even the looters who own the 'town' will get involved.
Even if you are not participating now, you will be participating later!
The motorcycle continued to move forward.
When Goethe could see the 'Fortress of Doom' that looked like a mountain range, he stopped his motorcycle and waited quietly.
The looters behind him approached Goethe.
They are greedy but rational - at least, at this moment, they remain rational.
They looked at each other warily and surrounded Goethe.
When the encirclement was formed, some impatient looters wanted to take action in advance, but they were shot and killed by the looters next to them.
Bang!
Blood splattered everywhere and bodies fell to the ground.
"That's mine, no one can touch it!"
The armed looters turned their backs to Goethe and faced the other looters as if to assert their sovereignty.
Then--
Bang!
Goethe put down the sawed-off double-barreled shotgun in his hand and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Don't be so impatient."
"I don't like rash guys."
"How about we make a deal?"
Goethe glanced around at the marauders.
The looters had no intention of listening to Goethe's words. They raised their weapons, and Goethe picked up the body of the Baron of Oasis.
At this time, the looters guessed that there was a bomb tied under the body of the Oasis Baron.
The detonator was in Goethe's hand.
Suddenly, the predators hesitated.
"Look, we both need to talk calmly."
"Pick a few people out."
“No more than three.”
“I don’t like the number four.”
Goethe said while sitting on the motorcycle, using the body of Baron Oasis as a shield.
"Who do you think you are?"
"We... ugh!"
A plunderer refuted Goethe, but before he could finish his words, the beak of the Blood Raven Spirit cut his throat.
Blood spurted out all of a sudden, and the other party covered his neck in panic, but it was useless and he just fell down.
"Psychic!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd.
"You can choose to cooperate with me, or I will kill you and then choose to cooperate with the next group of people!"
" Of course , before that, I will definitely blow up this corpse!"
As Goethe spoke, he looked in the direction with the least number of people.
[Despairing stare]!
Immediately, the people looking at Goethe fell down like wheat being cut.
This scene scared the remaining predators.
They looked at each other, totally unsure of what to do.
"waste!"
A cold snort appeared from behind the crowd, and then the crowd was roughly pushed away.
A sturdy man in leather armor walked in, surrounded by a group of people.
"It's Bazel!"
"'Desert Butcher'!"
The sound that echoed among the plunderers made the sturdy man in leather armor feel very proud.
But immediately, the sturdy man's face turned pale.
A "town" that looked like a castle was rushing towards him openly.
The 'Desert Butcher' doesn't want to be hit to death.
I can only dodge to the side.
Then, before the 'Desert Butcher' could react, more 'towns' appeared.
Each one was running at full throttle.
The looters surrounding Goethe fled in all directions.
After a while, when the dust settled, except for a few looters, only the "towns" were left, sixteen in total.
And that’s not all.
In the vision of [Blood Raven Spirit], there are more "towns" in the distance.
They didn't come.
Just wait and see.
But that's enough.
"Hehe, hahaha."
Amidst the crazy laughter, Goethe stood on the motorcycle, opened his arms and shouted: "Welcome my real partners - I like you better than the previous guys."
"oh?"
"Why?"
A middle-aged man in a blue suit appeared in the castle 'town' that first appeared.
The other had aristocratic white hair, stockings of the same color, and a mouse beard.
"Because you are greedy!"
"Because you are brave!"
"Because you won't be satisfied with 100,000!"
Goethe laughed.
He spoke again without waiting for the other party to speak.
“I want more!”
"You want more too!"
"Then why don't we use 'it' as a key to get more?"
Goethe pointed to the dead body of Baron 'Oasis'.
"What's the meaning?"
The owner of another 'town' appeared, looking down at Goethe with a gloomy face.
"Are you stupid?"
"For 'it' of course!"
Goethe raised his hand and pointed at the 'Doomsday Fortress' that looked like a mountain range.
Facing Goethe's insults, the other party's face became more gloomy, but after Goethe pointed his finger at the 'Doomsday Fortress', the other party did not get angry, but asked.
"Don't tell me you want to use this corpse to open the door to the 'Fortress of Doom'!"
"Jock VI is not a fool, the bastards under him will carefully check the body!"
"Then, throw it into the power reactor!"
The other person stared at Goethe with eyes that were cold and sinister, like a snake.
"So, you need someone who can actually open the door to the 'Fortress of Doom' - I think I'm suitable!"
As Goethe spoke, he took off his gas mask.
Immediately, the clown's face appeared in front of all the predators.
These predators looked at the scarlet smile and felt inexplicably weird.
Especially when Goethe stood under the scorching sun with that scarlet smile on his face, there was an indescribable feeling of oppression that made people not want to look at Goethe.
The predators unconsciously turned their gazes away.
The raider with the castle-like 'town' frowned.
"Why should we trust you?"
"Why don't you believe me?"
"I will carry the body of the Baron of Oasis to the Fortress of Doom. When the gate of the Fortress of Doom opens, you will launch the charge!"
"And before that?"
"You're just spectators!"
Goethe spread his hands.
Such statements obviously convinced the surrounding predators.
They looked at each other, and it was the man with the rat-like mustache who spoke first.
"Okay, just open the door of the 'Doomsday Fortress' and we will rush in at the first opportunity!"
The other party spoke as .
Such a promise made Goethe burst into laughter.
"Hehehahaha, are you promising?"
"Are you making a promise to me?"
Goethe laughed so hard as if he had heard the funniest digestion, but the next moment, the laughter stopped abruptly. He stared coldly at the man with a rat-like beard and spoke word by word.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Do you take me for a fool?"
"I took the risk to open the door, just for your promise?"
"Do you think you are 'prophets'?"
“Give me money!”
"100,000!"
"Not even a penny less!"
After Goethe finished speaking, he looked at the plunderers around him one by one.
These plunderers first looked as if they had expected it, and then they all shouted.
"100,000?"
"Are you crazy?"
In the wasteland, profit is always the priority.
No one would believe that a person would be willing to take risks to 'help' others.
It must be because of profit!
There must also be benefits!
The former is the rule of the wasteland.
The latter is what Goethe wanted.
"If I'm not crazy, why would I come here to do business with you?"
"Instead of taking it and claiming the reward and leaving?"
“I want more!”
"More understand?"
Goethe laughed again and raised the detonator high.
Immediately, the restless predators quieted down.
"how?"
"Do you still need to consider it?"
"Are you still going to wait here until the 'Doomsday Fortress' is completely repaired? It will be a waste of time."
Goethe continued to laugh.
And this time, these predators were finally shaken.
They huddled together and discussed in low voices.
Looking at this, Goethe knew that the first step was successful.
These greedy predators will definitely take the bait.
And then?
It's the 'Fortress of Doom'.
After putting 100,000 La in a backpack and carrying it on his back, Goethe appeared outside the "Fortress of Doom".
"I'm here to collect the reward!"
Goethe raised his hands and gave a kind smile.
However, the weird clown makeup and the cracked mouth corners made the soldiers of the "Doomsday Fortress" raise their guns high until a man who looked like a leader appeared.
When the other party saw Goethe, he frowned.
However, he did not pay any more attention to it and just checked the body of the Baron of Oasis.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Goethe came over.
He lowered his voice and said——
"Sir, are you annoyed by the 'bugs' around you?"
"I can help you solve this problem once and for all!"
