Ticket

The two sniper sentries saw this scene and immediately felt their brows twitch.

Which guy was so carefree that he wasn't afraid of the loud roar of the motorcycle attracting the irritable monsters along the way...

"Hey, Ground Rat, there's a guy riding a motorcycle toward us. He's carrying several weapons. Stay alert; he might be a biker from a drifter group."

The sniper sentry locked his crosshairs firmly onto the head of Xia Leng and sent a message to the guards on the ground via his walkie-talkie.

As long as the other party showed any ill intent, he would immediately pull the trigger of the high-powered modified Barrett in his hands. A single shot would be enough to instantly blow half of the man's body to pieces!

However, daring to appear openly in the guards' line of sight like this, he didn't seem to have any hostility.

Xia Leng thought the same. To enter a heavily guarded fortress, sneaking in and getting caught would be no different from seeking his own death, so he simply opened his heart and strode toward the main gate.

Xia Leng rode his motorcycle, which had been modified into a wild style, and drove all the way with sparks and lightning until he stopped at the heavily guarded gate.

The thick dust kicked up by the rear end made the guards cough uncontrollably...

"Damn it! What are you doing, you bastard? Are you looking for trouble?! Get off the bike!"

The two annoyed guards held their submachine guns, pushed through the thick smoke, and aimed their sights at this "wild boy" whose brows and eyes were hidden by a hood.

Xia Leng was not here to cause trouble, so he naturally cooperated with their daily work.

He got off the motorcycle with a smile he considered friendly and slowly approached them with his hands raised.

"Buddy, no need to be nervous. I'm just an ordinary drifter merchant from the last Weikuang Town, looking to trade for some goods at your company's fortress."

Xia Leng's words did not make these guards relax their vigilance, so they sent one person over to use a special instrument to detect that he had no explosives strapped to his body and was not suffering from any special infectious diseases. Only when they saw his skin, which was a rare, fair white in the wasteland, did they lower their gun barrels slightly.

"From Weikuang Town? Aren't those all unevolved, barbaric mobs over there? With skin as fair and tender as yours, wouldn't you become their plaything? Hahaha!"

The guard's words immediately drew a burst of laughter from the others nearby. After all, in this era, many people's sexual orientations had become as twisted as their psyches.

In certain special places, fair-skinned boys were sometimes even more expensive than girls.

However, Xia Leng didn't care about their teasing and asked with that same harmless smile, "So, may I go in now?"

"Wait a minute. Let me see what kind of goods you, a merchant, are bringing to trade. Just these few guns? You should know that our mercenary company is least lacking in guns."

Just then, a burly man, similar in height to the person in charge he had seen at the bar earlier, walked over.

His magnificent muscles were almost bursting through the military uniform he wore. He looked like the captain of these guards, and he was definitely a power-type Awakened warrior!

In fact, there was no need to look at his physique. The moment this man approached, an impulse to tear this burly man apart and devour him suddenly surged within Xia Leng's heart!

The Blacklight Virus only produced this kind of violent impulse when facing a Baptized One!!

However, Xia Leng was suppressing this ready-to-erupt impulse deep inside. Cause trouble at the other party's doorstep?

He reckoned that as soon as he showed any hostility, he would be instantly shredded into pieces by the large-caliber anti-aircraft heavy machine guns nearby!

As soon as this Awakened warrior captain walked over, the surrounding guards quickly stopped laughing, and their expressions became serious.

When the captain arrived at Xia Leng's side, he looked with confusion at the young man, who was bowing his head and clenching his fists, refusing to look at him. Could it be that his status as an Awakened warrior had put pressure on this youth?

In reality, it was just that Xia Leng was afraid that if he looked at him a few more times, he wouldn't be able to resist devouring this captain on the spot...

"Don't be nervous. We are a formal mercenary company and won't exploit drifters like you. However, the number of drifters flooding into our fortress lately is simply too high, and there are all sorts of thieves and scum among them. Therefore, our leadership has issued new regulations. From now on, anyone who wants to enter the fortress or even live here long-term must undergo strict screening and vetting before they can enter."

The captain said with a smile, tirelessly. In fact, he didn't know that his face, covered in rolls of fat, looked even more fierce when he smiled than when he was angry...

Actually, what he said was not without reason. During the pioneering period, the Komodo Mercenary Company had sacrificed a large number of subordinates and spent a massive amount of financial and material resources to build this post-apocalyptic utopian fortress.

Abundant supplies, airtight security, stable order maintained by mercenary patrol teams, the only ultra-high-power generator within a hundred-kilometer radius, and various other superior conditions.

All of these enticed the people in the surrounding wasteland to lean toward this "haven." Perhaps only by living within the major fortresses could they find the feeling of being human again, and this was merely a medium-level fortress.

It was said that in the mysterious and distant East, a super aerial fortress had been built, using anti-gravity technology that transcended common sense to suspend a massive city high in the sky, with an energy shield protecting the entire city. It had truly achieved absolute safety, and life inside the fortress was full of futuristic technological elements.

Of course, this was just a rumor. Perhaps it was a spiritual sustenance or a daydream for everyone who longed to return to the beautiful life of the old era.

After the Komodo Company established a fortress branch here, it quickly attracted a large number of people from the surrounding areas to settle down.

At the beginning, the top management also held the idea of welcoming talent, thinking that the more residents who settled here, the better, as the flow of people determined the prosperity of a city.

But as time went on, various drawbacks and problems followed one after another.

Due to the unconditional recruitment of residents, all kinds of people were mixed in: thugs, cannibals, drifters infected with diseases, and even spies sent by other mercenary companies or shelters to create chaos.

They turned everything inside the fortress upside down, nearly causing it to collapse and be destroyed.

After spending a great deal of manpower and material resources to suppress the order again, the top management finally learned their lesson and began strict and cautious selective screening of residents from then on.

As for the scum and spies who had taken advantage of the chaos to move in, they were all rooted out one by one. Their fate was to become fuel for the power station's furnaces.

Xia Leng heard that the captain required conditions to enter the fortress and expressed his understanding. After all, this was not a vegetable market, but the starting point for the restart of human civilization; being rigorous was normal.

"What conditions are required to enter? For example, being a Baptized One?"

The tall and burly captain looked down at the thin youth and said, "How about this? Most of the soldiers inside our fortress have been dispatched to carry out other missions, and there is an urgent research task that requires manpower..."

"What is the mission objective?" Xia Leng interrupted the captain's impending long-winded speech and asked straight to the point.

The captain was stunned after being interrupted. He looked at this straightforward young man and didn't get angry, but instead smiled and replied, "Go to a commercial street on the west side of the city and hunt the mutated living corpses there. Our research department is in urgent need of their crystals, and the gray stones inside their skulls are the tickets for you to enter the fortress."