"Yeah... Indeed."
Winder nodded in agreement. After all, except for a big blue guy, the other Masked Fools looked very similar.
"… "
Dan Heng sat aside in silence. He had been on the pirate ship of the Masked Fool before, so he was very familiar with this group of people. They were just a group of people who practiced "joy" for fun. However, the man in front of him...
Looking at the hole under the mask, Dan Heng couldn't help feeling confused.
Rather than looking for fun, the "mask merchant" in front of him gave him the feeling that he had an extremely strong purpose, as if...
It seemed as if he had expected their arrival, and he did not hide anything about it. From his previous words, it seemed that he was indeed waiting for them.
"Since you are here, you must be here for the access to the underground reservoir, right? After all, this is the only way to the Legendary Tower. The road to the old city has been blown up. If you want to save Punk Lord, this is the only way to go."
The Masked Fool smiled, leaned forward, and placed his hands on the coffee table, as if waiting for everyone's reaction...
… … …
Reality
"Ohhh! Mountain of garbage! Mountain of garbage!"
The dog shouted the name of "Garbage Mountain" crazily, and then followed the main task to enter the map of "Scrap Mountain".
After listening to March's sigh, she found that the main storyline did not require her to go through the plot here, so she switched out of Toppa, summoned Zhang Zhang and started her own treasure hunt!
Judging from the map interface, there are actually seven treasure chests in this place! Although the map doesn't look very big, there are still quite a lot of treasures!
Just as Gouzi was still immersed in the joy of finding the treasure chest, an exclamation mark suddenly appeared on her head, and then! A dilapidated hovercraft fell from the sky! A big "attacked" word came from Topa's body, and then the picture broke, and Gouzi was forcibly pulled into the battle.
"Ah? Ah!? What happened?! How did I suddenly get into a battle? And what kind of monster is this?! A new monster?"
Gou Zi looked at the battle scene in front of her with a puzzled look. She was walking on the road just fine, and suddenly she was hit by a car
"Okay, okay! I'll use you to open the new map!"
"boom!!"
The monster named "Junk Hacker" on the opposite side launched the attack first, and a hovercraft fell from Toppa's head, causing damage not only to Toppa, but also to Winder and Himeko beside Toppa.
"Ah? You really just throw the car around randomly! Do you have any manners? You drive a truck just to send people through time, right?"
Looking at the outrageous skills of the monsters on the opposite side, Gou Zi couldn't help but complain. It was hard to imagine the designer's mental state. Why did he start to let himself go as soon as he arrived at Punk Lord
He decisively activated the five-star Winder's ultimate move and sent this "junk hacker" back home. Then a bronze achievement icon popped up.
[Travel to another world! Truck driver!]
"Okay, okay! So it's the truck driver who traveled through time this time, right? No, you really are a truck driver!!"
The dog complained helplessly.
Chapter 57: The Impending Destruction of Punchlord
"Oh? Haha, it seems you know our whereabouts very well."
Ji Zi chuckled and stared sharply at the masked merchant in front of her, as if she wanted to see his true nature through the mask.
"Ms. Ji Zi, please believe my sincerity. Although it is very abrupt, I want to make it clear to you that I do know your whereabouts, and I also know another thing..."
Pushing the brim of his hat, the masked merchant raised his head.
"Punk Lord's time is... running out."
His words were brief and gentle, but they created a huge wave on the train crew.
"What do you mean? What do you mean Punchlord's time is running out?"
Jizi frowned and questioned the mask merchant in front of her.
"Hehehe... You need to see it in person to know all this..."
His laughter was so gentle, yet somewhat harsh.
... ... ...
Punk Lord. The interior of the legendary tower.
"Hey? How come you're still alive, old beast?"
An illusory figure said to the figure next to him in surprise.
"I'm fucking you! (Punkloder dialect) Our cassettes are being controlled by something, we are now the boss of someone else!"
The swearing figure decisively kicked the illusory figure, and looked behind him with an unpleasant expression. The star core... was floating quietly near them.
And they are the legends who were once at the top of Punklord, but now... ..they are just ghosts reawakened by the power of the star core.
But it was obvious that they were not the first ones to wake up.
"Well, as expected, you guys woke up too."
An old man with a white beard stood at the door of the collection room, looked at the two people who were fighting, and shook his head.
"Fuck! Stop hitting me!"
The originally illusory light and shadow continued to solidify, turned around and kicked the figure who had just swore, then walked to the old man with an incredible look on his face, his body trembling, and his tone full of anger.
"What the hell! Old man! You're alive too!"
"Fuck, you're the one who saw a ghost! I'm the one who saw a ghost, okay? I've been dead for hundreds of years, and the second I opened my eyes, it was you, my unworthy descendant!"
The moment the white-bearded old man saw the light, he immediately threw the crutch in his hand towards him, pointing at him and cursing with gritted teeth.
Damn, this guy is the only one in the family who always quarrels with his father. How come he is qualified to be buried here after his death? Did the people of Punk Lord get their brains kicked by a mechanical donkey
"No! Grandpa, I was young and ignorant back then. After you die, I will be your only heir!"
The light and shadow that was hit immediately held his head and squatted down to defend, looking aggrieved and said to the old man in front of him who was blowing his beard and glaring at him.
"Bullshit! The first thing I did after I was resurrected was to hack into the information database here. After I died, in order to pursue [Mechanical Ascension], you not only uploaded your consciousness into the data space, but also destroyed the entire family, right?"
The old man waved his hand casually, and the data links solidified into entities, then tied up the "unfilial descendant". The old man's hunched body that originally needed crutches to support it instantly became straight. His simple white robe slowly faded away, revealing his gnarled muscles. His strong arms grabbed the "data link" that trapped the "unfilial descendant" and danced and threw him back and forth in the room like a ball and chain.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Forehead... ... "
Looking at the old senior in front of him and the friend with whom he once had a good relationship, the figure who was swearing turned his head silently, not wanting to see such a cruel scene.
"Ahh! Grandpa! I really didn't mean it! It's unfair!"
The unworthy descendants screamed, but they had no intention of fighting back, because...
The one standing in front of you is the fifth most famous legendary hacker in Punk Lord, who single-handedly led the legend of the so-called "physical hacking". He once used ether transmission to smash the network base station of the opponent's company, and unplugged the main power supply protected by special steel materials with his bare hands, becoming famous in one battle!
People nicknamed him "The Holy Saint"!
It has opened the door to a new world for hackers like Punk Lord who used to only rely on network intrusion!
His great-grandson was the sixth legend under him, but because of his weak personality and body, he took a completely different path from his great-grandfather! He originally wanted to ascend mechanically, but in the end he thought it would be more reliable to become a data life that lived in harmony with the world. However, just after he connected himself to the network, he encountered a rare Punklord blackout. Although he was fully prepared, he was still trapped in the network world and could not return to his body.
"well… "
"What are you sighing about? I've checked your information. You're the kid who helped save our family when it was on the brink of extinction, right? The only thing this kid did in his life was to make friends with you. It's a pity that he died young..."
"The Saint of Horror" looked at the foul-mouthed man and said with great emotion.
Obviously, his future is limitless, but he was ostracized by those idiots on the Punklord Council...
"Senior, this is all in the past."
The foul-mouthed man shook his head nonchalantly. What happened back then was over, but he still hadn't figured out the current situation. That star core... It seemed to have been tempting him, wanting them to use the ether editor to forcibly change the reality data of Punkloder, and then directly destroy the entire Punkloder...
"You probably heard that voice, too. Unfortunately, we can't stop it from doing what it does."
"Hai Sheng" shook his head, his old face full of pity.
"It's not time yet. When the time comes, it will force us to edit Punk Lord. There are too many people awake..."
A hacker's ability is limited, but how can a legendary hacker be the same as an ordinary hacker? Hundreds of legends use the Ether Editor together for one purpose, and under the power increase of this thing... The crisis of Punk Lord is really coming...
"Grandpa, I..."
The unworthy descendant was about to say something, but then his body suddenly froze, and he seemed to have lost his mind in an instant, while the "Horrible Saint" and the foul-mouthed man next to him fell into the same situation.
They stiffened their bodies, approached the [Star Core] like zombies, and opened their own data to start editing...
Chapter 58: Is this what they call heredity
"But... how is this possible? Without the Antimatter Corps, how can we destroy the entire Punklod with just those Rift Creatures? Even if those corrupted monsters are very powerful, they can't defeat Punklod so quickly."
Jizi questioned the mask merchant's statement.
"Hehehe... Miss Jizi, I know the situation of Punklod and the location of the explosion of the star core. Do you think those legends of the past will be imitated by the Rift? Where are the cassettes with their life resumes?"
The mask merchant just smiled in response.
“… … ”
Finally, the conversation ended with the masked merchant's farewell. Before leaving, he "lent" the hotel to the Star Train, and after interstellar communication was opened, he would ask the company to pay him credit points.
Seeing this, Winder also made a deal with the mysterious businessman. He bought a detailed map of the entire scrap mountain. Of course, the payment was still made by the company.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
After handing the map to Winder, the masked merchant turned and left without any reluctance, as if the interest he had just shown in the [Nameless Guest] was just a flash in the pan.
"This guy is such a weirdo... No, all Masked Fools are weirdos!"
March looked at the masked merchant's back and shook her head. The Masked Fool always gave her the impression of being a terrible bad guy.
"As believers in [pleasure], their good and evil cannot be determined by ordinary people's standards, but everything they do has only one purpose, which is to achieve [pleasure]."
Dan Heng, who is well versed in the ways of the Masked Fool, said it very clearly.
"Yes, people who can't tell the difference between good and evil, truth and falsehood are the most terrifying."
Winder nodded in agreement and returned to the inn.
Ji Zi reported the current situation to Walter and asked Walter to observe the movements of the legendary tower more on the train.
"Wow..."
Winder spread a detailed map of the scrap mountain on the table. This map was similar to the one Weir had given him, but the locations were more detailed and many specific things were marked out. For example, the location of the underground reservoir, which they were most concerned about, was within the sphere of influence of a gang called the "Slag Gang" and was very close to the survivors' base, only twenty kilometers away.
"If we move quickly, we can reach the underground reservoir in an hour and a half, but the road will probably not be smooth."
Looking at the map of the intricate forces, this is quite consistent with Winder's stereotype of the Scrap Mountain.
"My benefactor, let's take a break today. You see, the road to the underground reservoir is where three forces intersect. Although one of them is the survivor base, the Slag Gang and the Scavengers... don't seem to let us pass so easily."
Tingyun, who had been doing business abroad for many years, was very familiar with this kind of place where forces intertwined and knew the best solution, but obviously, that kind of gentle negotiation was no longer necessary. Although the words of the masked merchant could not make the matter of going to the legendary tower very urgent, they could not waste any more time.
"Tingyun is right. Let's take a rest for the night. Tomorrow morning, Xinghe Sanyue and Danheng will go to the survivors' base to find out what the people are saying. It would be great if we can get some information about the Slag Gang and the Scavengers. As for Winder..."
Ji Zi looked at Winder and Tingyun and Jingliu behind him.
"You guys go over there first and check out the location. We'll rush over to you right after we gather enough intelligence."
"good."
Winder nodded and had no objection.
"In that case, let's take a rest first. By the way..."
Ji Zi seemed to have thought of something, her eyes wandered between Winder and the two people behind him, and for some reason her face turned a little pink.
"The soundproofing here... ahem."
After two slightly awkward coughs, Xing and Sanyue looked blankly at Ji Zi who had already gone upstairs to her room, while Dan Heng shook his head helplessly and looked at Jing Liu with a reproachful look.
Then he was hit back by Jingliu's sharp gaze...
"Forehead… "
Winder seemed a little embarrassed, but there was no guest in this hotel before they came, and the number of rooms was just enough for each of them, so now they had a reason...
Well, I suddenly feel better.
Winder said good night to everyone, then went up the stairs, found a room and moved in, locking the door.
"Forehead… "