Under the "escort" of a group of exoskeleton soldiers, Gao Gong walked down the street with his hands in his pockets.
The streets were crowded. Aside from the Peacekeeping Corps' mechanical augmenters, there were mechanical hunters everywhere.
"Fuck, it's him!"
"Who? He looks kind of familiar. A humanoid war beast!?"
"That monster is back?"
After four days and four nights of live-streamed combat, Gao Gong was practically a household name—at least in the local oasis. Everyone knew about the terrifying combat power of the man before them.
And his even more terrifying stamina.
"Did you know? There's a saying going around now," Zhou Cong teased from ahead. "You alone are worth an entire mechanical army."
Gao Gong shrugged and said nothing.
"Four days and four nights aren't actually your limit, are they?"
A roadside gambler suddenly shouted loudly.
Gao Gong did not answer. Instead, an exoskeleton soldier shot the man a wary glance and shoved him aside.
"You're definitely going to come in first! I bet my entire fortune on you!"
"I didn't expect there to be reckless gamblers here too," Zhou Cong said with a sigh.
"Where aren't there gamblers? Aren't you and I gambling our lives against radiation beasts?"
"Lone Wolf of the Wilderness, stop!!"
A booming shout suddenly came from ahead. A gigantic figure over three meters tall pushed through the crowd and barged in.
Lone Wolf of the Wilderness? Wasn't that my old nickname? Someone still remembered it!
Gao Gong felt a little moved. How could Big Muscle King compare with that? People these days had no sense of sentiment. A nickname wasn't a condom—how could they just throw it away after using it once?
Gao Gong looked up and sized up this sentimental fellow, wanting to confirm whether he was an old acquaintance.
Uh, he