These people ca from the nearby Xian City, which relies on the coast and has always depended on the nearby sea for survival. Therefore, ships are not scarce. Especially after the apocalypse, many strong forces erged in the city, thus preserving a piece of pure land.
The customs there are sowhat different from other cities. In the beginning, a powerful figure who greatly valued martial prowess rose to prominence, with nas that even carried an ancient flair such as [Fire-Eyed Suanni], [Vanguard], [Soul Capturer], and even [Eight-Ard Celestial King][Joyful Evil Monk].
The world has changed.
Chen Feng, having lived through two lifetis, can still view this world with a normal perspective. But for the survivors of other cities, professionals have always been a na with countless variations.
The body mutates during battle, subcutaneous tissues rapidly proliferate, allowing for six more arms, so being nad [Eight-Ard Celestial King] isn’t inappropriate.
Human nature has degraded, communication is scarce, and as ti goes by, there is no unified understanding of professionals in various regions. Today, you might arrive here and find ancient titles, while tomorrow, in another city, the na might change to [King of the North], [Dragon Mother], or [Fatal Warrior]. For those powerful professionals with so kind of dramatic streak, it’s rely a process of turning imagination into reality.
Thus, in Xian City, martial spirit rises, and so professionals gradually beco accustod to such titles.
Currently, the figure referred to as [Leader] by the surrounding crowd, is also considered a boss in Xian City, nad [Night Fury Scythe] Yan Xiu, equivalent to a battle group leader in the Order.
They are considered a free and unrestrained force. However, in an apocalyptic environnt, most of such forces, despite the title of freedom, are usually reliant on others, choosing to beco lackeys of certain strong individuals, doing shady business.
Where there are people, there is an underworld.
This saying is equally applicable to modern society.
Night Fury Scythe has special abilities, not only able to consu normal food but even tal. When the consumption of iron reaches a certain level, the arms can freely transform into giant scythes, several tis harder and sharper than steel.
This person is scheming, ruthless and has made a na for himself in Xian City, often leading his n to pillage resources.
Just like now, he saw a mutated humpback whale. Even though the city relies on the sea and can fish for a living, the people here can’t overdo it.
Do fish have intelligence?
It’s sothing hard to believe, yet in this apocalypse, it has beco a reality.
So powerful marine creatures disdain harming humans on the coast, simply because the ocean satisfies their appetite. Thus, as long as humans fish in shallow waters, and so fish die, they can find replacents elsewhere, with no need to beco mortal enemies with humans.
But if humans overstep and fish in the deep sea, it angers the deep-sea beasts, which rember those hateful enemies and, when necessary, destroy their ships and kill them.
Even though Yan Xiu was at the Silver Peak level of power, he dared not be too reckless. If sea monsters attacked and the ships were destroyed, it would an the end of his assets, leaving nothing to depend on in the apocalypse.
But now it’s different; in front of him is not a live fish, but a dead one.
His subordinates saw the humpback whale, while Yan Xiu noticed the warships in the distance, all made of wood. Yet they didn’t look flimsy at all, rather, like a hundred-year-old sunken wood, giving a sense of utmost stability.
Yan Xiu, being a professional, had sharper vision than ordinary people. He observed that many black cannons were placed on those ships, and the crew held guns instead of knives. Even from afar, he could sense their cautious attitude towards him.
Next, he witnessed a more horrifying scene, as the cannons were aid at them. Despite the distance, his professional instinct still sensed a hint of danger.
The other side didn’t open fire; it was rely a form of intimidation. After pondering, he gestured, and the three warships moved towards Chen Feng’s location.
The enemy is strong, we are weak.
With dozens of cannons aid at them, Yan Xiu knew he couldn’t escape. Even if he hadn’t seen those cannons fire, he believed in his instincts.
Professionals have strong sixth senses, and Yan Xiu, being a Silver Peak expert, had successfully evaded danger several tis with this instinct.
Just like just now, he wanted to signal the warships to turn around quickly and leave, but he felt inexplicably panicked. He didn’t dare to gamble, because this was his last resort.
As they approached, Warriors raised their guns, and professionals emitted energy from their bodies. While one or two weren’t intimidating, the combined force of several warships was enough to instill fear even in Yan Xiu.
After the ships ca close, Yan Xiu took the initiative to board the leading ship.
In front of him stood a young man, around twenty years old. Although young, almost childish, he exuded an unusually calm aura. He sat on a chair, looking at Yan Xiu without even getting up.
"Local forces?" Chen Feng asked, observing him.
Yan Xiu nodded in response.
The sound of the ship gliding across the water was heard as the supply ship returned carrying the humpback whale. As he looked at the massive body, now just a corpse, the crew on deck showed little emotion. What was there to show excitent about, anyway? It’s just seafood they were already tired of eating.
Chen Feng glanced at the humpback whale and then at Yan Xiu, nodding as he spoke: "I have so questions I want to ask you. Consider this a gift from . I need you to explain the situation here."
"Um..." Yan Xiu hesitated for a mont, perhaps surprised by the generosity considering the city’s usual violence and plundering.
Offering such a precious gift right away?
The other party didn’t seem like a bad person.
Yan Xiu felt relieved. He didn’t rush to answer Chen Feng’s questions, instead focusing on the Demon and Martial Cannon. As a strong professional, he sensed the power of those cannons.
It seed like Yan Xiu’s talent liked to devour tal, and he felt a strange ability to communicate with steel. In these weapons, he felt a trace of bloodthirst. They were terrifying weapons, not only capable of injuring ordinary people, but even soone like him couldn’t ignore such an attack.
If he could have a batch, his power on the sea would increase trendously.
The other party seed nice and was easy to talk to. If he could learn so information by trading for a few cannons, wouldn’t that be reasonable?
After a few seconds of hesitation, Yan Xiu didn’t speak, just examined the Demon and Martial Cannon, attempting to hint to Chen Feng that if he gave him the cannons, he’d provide information.
Chen Feng stood up, looking at Yan Xiu: "What’s the situation here?"
"Where are you from?"
"I asked you first."
Yan Xiu cleared his throat, straightened his back, and said: "This is Xian, where are you from? I’ve never seen such unfamiliar faces before."
As he spoke, his tone rose. He realized these people had no intention to act. Compared to Vinno before, now he felt sowhat arrogant. But as he asked the second question, a fierce look flashed across Chen Feng’s eyes, raising his hand to slap his face. Yan Xiu’s pupils constricted, energy rising within him to stop the assault. However, the gap between Silver Peak and Golden Tier was too large. Even as Yan Xiu tried to avoid it, a searing pain spread across his face.
Chen Feng stared at him coldly, with no emotion in his eyes: "Is there sothing wrong with your ears...do I need to repeat myself?"
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