After these primitive people cleaned up the battlefield a little, they happily prepared to go back.
Su Ziyu also turned invisible and followed quietly.
The maglev car that the primitive leader rode was relatively high-end. Although it looked shabby, it could control the driving with voice. After he loaded a bunch of miscellaneous metal parts into the car, he took the three men with guns and sat down. Go in.
It seems that these people are his cronies, and the others with cold weapons can only ride on the beasts of burden outside.
Su Ziyu followed and quickly learned their language.
It was of course very easy to control these primitive people with his ability, but he didn't want to alert the enemy, especially after seeing the enhancement device implanted in the other person's brain. Su Ziyu was not sure whether this device had anything. special role.
Half a day passed like this.
Su Ziyu mastered their language at an astonishing speed, and learned from their conversations that these people really came from primitive tribes.
The man at the head is the chief of the tribe.
But he prefers others to call him 'Sir'. This title is obviously only used by feudal kingdoms.
It's getting dark.
After traveling continuously for more than a hundred kilometers, Su Ziyu saw a strange and weird tribal gathering place in his sight.
At a glance.
The first thing he saw was the shell of a broken spaceship. Judging from the outline, it should be the tail compartment of the spacecraft. It was about fifty meters long and twenty meters wide. The surface was quite damaged, and many useful parts were missing. It was demolished and now only an empty metal shelf remains. Next to the wreckage of the spacecraft is a metal wall with several sentry towers and machine guns mounted on it. However, the styles are all very old, as if they were scraps that were discarded during World War II and were refitted.
The buildings in the tribe are quite messy. The most eye-catching one is a three-story small foreign-style building with quite luxurious decoration. It is paved with marble floor tiles, has an exquisite small garden, fountains and statues, and looks like a medieval noble villa. .
But around this small foreign-style building, there are a large number of low-rise bungalows and simple tents. The streets are extremely dirty, and there are many dried and condensed bloodstains on the ground.
"The chief is back." After seeing the maglev car, the dark-skinned guard at the door opened the metal door with a flattering look.
There was a lift inside, but he didn't seem to know how to use it, so he had to fiddle with it for a while.
"Are those slaves okay?"
"People from the empire are coming soon!" The chief, dressed in a medieval noble attire, stuck his head out and asked.
The guard at the door quickly said: "Everyone else is alive."
"Only one died."
The chief nodded to express his satisfaction. After passing through the gate, he frowned and looked at the ground and said, "Send someone to clean up the blood on the ground."
"Yes." The guard on the side said quickly.
Su Ziyu also quietly entered this primitive tribe at this time. He looked at the environment here curiously, and his eyes fell on a middle-aged woman not far away who was mending clothes and wearing a bone pendant on her lips.
At the feet of this middle-aged woman is a damaged mechanical arm stained with blood and minced meat.
In the corner of the wall is a knife.
"Cannibals?" Su Ziyu frowned slightly.
He saw a small pile of bones and human skulls placed as ornaments.
After discovering that the people outside were coming back, the dark-skinned middle-aged woman quickly hid the things in the corner, then took three or four children aged seven or eight to meet the group behind them, and jumped from the tall camel beast. A man came down wearing a sharp tooth ornament on his chest.
The entire tribe is divided into distinct groups. Half of them are real primitive people. They live in simple tents next to the pens where poultry are kept. The ground is dirty and messy, covered with feces and other filth.
The other half have living habits close to the medieval times. They dress more decently and live in houses built with bricks and tiles.
But their skin color is exactly the same, and their appearance can also be seen as belonging to the same race.
At this time.
The chief of the tribe took out a small and sophisticated silver-white communicator. After saying a few words in a flattering tone, he waved for others to pull out some iron cages.
There are some prisoners in the iron cages, most of them are primitive people of the same race as them, with dark skin and thick skulls, but in the last cage there are two humans with fair skin, both of them are male, one of them is There was an obvious gunshot wound on the chest. Although it had been treated, he could not stand up.
"Put these two rebels over there."
"Tie the others up," the chief ordered with a fierce glance.
Fifteen minutes passed quickly.
When Su Ziyu circled around the tribe, he suddenly felt something moving in the sky, followed by a swirling airflow, and an aircraft like a cabin slowly landed. down.
The silver-white metal gate slowly opened.
The first person to walk out was a skinny old man wearing a medieval dress and a gentleman's hat. His expression seemed a little displeased. He frowned and looked at the dirty ground. Then he walked down with a look of disgust on his face and raised his eyes. He looked at the tribal chief in front of him with disdain and said, "Where are the things?"
Su Ziyu's spirit moved slightly.
His expression was slightly surprised. He looked at the cabin in front of him and said to himself: "Psychic enhancement LV5?"
When the wizened old man walked down, two soldiers wearing silver-gray exoskeleton power armor soon walked out from behind him.
"Their equipment is much more advanced than the wasteland world." Su Ziyu's eyes fell on the electromagnetic rifles held by the two soldiers.
The tribal chief's face no longer had the unruly look at the beginning. On the contrary, he nodded and bowed towards the old man in front of him, and said with a flattering face: "Master Manager."
"The stuff is over here."
"In order to get it, we spent more than half a month working, and many people died."
The wizened old man called the Controller looked at the pile of metal parts next to him. A flash of red light suddenly appeared in his pupils. A scanning light could be seen passing through these parts with the naked eye. Then he nodded expressionlessly and said: " They are all waste products from ancient relics.”
"But this pseudo-personality AI core does have some value."
"Plus these slaves and rebels."
"A total of 1,200 empire contribution points can be redeemed."
Speaking of this, the wizened old man raised his wrist. On the back of his hand was a light blue metal bracelet. A small silver-white metal piece was suspended in the air. Then a faint light lit up, and then it appeared in front of his eyes. Produce a 3D stereoscopic projection.
"You are just a lowly knight in the empire now."
"These are the only items and technologies that can be redeemed at the moment."
"See for yourself."
The wizened old man waved to the soldiers behind him, and they stepped forward to move those things into the cabin. Another soldier took out a metal collar, and with a slight press, more than a dozen electromagnetic metal rings were ejected. The slaves took control.
The chief looked at the three-dimensional projection in front of him, with a look of greed in his eyes. He carefully said to please: "Master Manager."
"The things in there are too complicated."
"I don't know what I should exchange for it. I wonder if the manager has any advice?"
When the wizened old man heard this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips. But he still replied with a cold face: "It depends on what you want."
Speaking of this, he looked at the dirty and messy tribe in front of him with disdain, and said slowly: "If you want to advance the level of civilization, then exchange it for scientific and technological materials and construction materials."
"The basic knowledge of the empire should be enough for your tribe to quickly enter civilized society."
"If you want to continue to be a powerful dictator."
The old man moved his fingers slightly, and a large list of items immediately appeared on the stereoscopic projection. He raised his chin slightly and gestured: "These are nano nerve injection training devices, which contain skills such as firearms, fighting, swordsmanship, etc." , any one can make you a master of a certain ability.”
The list of items in front of me flashed by quickly, with various redemption options pages appearing one after another.
"Bionic Transformation Surgery."
"Exoskeleton powered armor."
"Psychic energy field shield."
"Electromagnetic rifle."
"AI intelligent assistance core (implantation)."
"Plasma lightsaber."
"FZ-100 shuttle."
"T1 series genetic modification fluid."
The entire list of items is all-encompassing, ranging from cheap to expensive, and contains tens of thousands of different options. Some of the item lists even made Su Ziyu excited after seeing them.
The old man's eyes fell on the back of the other person's head. After sweeping his eyes, he slowly said: "Your psychic amplifier is still the lowest level."
"Looking at your harvest this time, you may consider redeeming it for the T1 series of genetic modifications."
"After completing the first step of brain strengthening, you should be able to install a more advanced psychic amplifier."
The chief in front of him hesitated a little when he heard this. He looked at the high price of the T1 series of genetic modifications, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Master Manager."
"I'd better continue with the bionic transformation."
The wizened old man nodded expressionlessly: "Okay."
"There's a dormant surgery warehouse inside."
Just as the two people were talking, Su Ziyu had quietly entered the cabin aircraft.
The space inside is quite spacious, with more than a dozen silver-white metal boxes of various sizes placed on the floor. In the corner is a silver-gray dormant warehouse. At this time, the wizened old man walked in with the middle-aged chief. After gesturing for him to lie down, the old man opened one of the metal boxes with his fingerprints and took out a silver-gray metal bionic arm and a pair of light blue crystal eyeballs.
Beep beep.
The old man set up the dormant chamber, and the next second a needle came out and injected some kind of liquid into the chief's body.
An infrared scanning light flashed across.
The chief's human body structure appeared directly in the projector on the wall. The old man reached out and clicked a few times on his arms and eyes.
Then, precision scalpels popped out one after another, cutting off the opponent's arm at an alarming speed, and took out a pair of turbid dark brown eyeballs. Several silver-white mechanical hands picked up the metal bionic arm on the side, and then The whole process of installing, implanting and connecting nerves can be said to be done in one go. In less than ten minutes, the chief's bionic transformation surgery was completed in the dormant chamber.
Finally, some light blue liquid was injected into the dormant chamber. After about a few minutes, the chief opened his eyes and stood up with a slightly dazed expression.
A faint red light appeared in his pupils.
Su Ziyu could actually see some flashing data in his pupils. These bionic eyes seemed to have certain data analysis capabilities.
"The transformation has been completed." The wizened old man suddenly trembled, and then said expressionlessly: "You can go down."
The chief, who was still looking a little dazed, was carried out directly by the soldiers on the side.
The cabin aircraft quickly closed and then took off.
Two soldiers wearing exoskeleton powered armor stood at the door like robots.
The withered old man suddenly let out a painful groan. He was panting violently, and there were some strange changes in the exposed neck and head. His entire expression seemed to be... There was a hint of ferocity, the twitching blood vessels were swollen and exposed, the face was almost swollen into purple, and the temples were twitching.
“Damn the whispers of the mind!…”
"monster!"
“Get out of my head!…”
The wizened old man quickly opened a box, took out a silver-white needle and inserted it into his neck. After the light red liquid was injected into his body, his expression calmed down slightly and he gasped. Said: "Return to the underground base immediately."
The soldiers on the side showed no reaction to this, and still stood at the door like robots.
However, a light flashed in the cockpit of the square cabin aircraft, and then a cold mechanical voice sounded: "The coordinates of the base have been located."
"Returning."
call.
The withered old man gasped and sat on the sofa nearby. His symptoms gradually disappeared. After his heartbeat slowly calmed down, he actually reached out and opened a small cabinet, took out a bottle of wine from it, and poured it for himself slowly. Had a glass.
The cabin aircraft took off and returned.
"His symptoms just now? Is it mental pollution?" Su Ziyu's figure was suspended ten centimeters above the ground.
With his level of psychic enhancement, he can completely block the opponent's perception.
It seemed that they were preparing to return to the base camp. Su Ziyu was a little hesitant at this time. He didn't know whether to follow them or directly control the wizened old man in front of him mentally to see if he could ask for any useful information.
finally.
He decided to wait a moment before talking.
Although his understanding of the world is limited, there are many things that the wizened old man showed just now that he is very interested in.
If possible, Su Ziyu still wants to get it.
By the way, he also needs to find out the details of the empire that the aboriginals talk about. Although they already have such advanced technology, their system seems to be still a feudal empire.
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(End of chapter)