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Chapter 221 Thunder City

a week later.

"Is there anyone else? Is there anyone else going to the brotherhood city?" Meng Man shouted while standing on the elevator of the airship, "We are about to set off!"

"Boss, it's up to you!" a life player responded, "Go to Thunder City and build a spawn point quickly!"

The cute man nodded and put away the elevator.

The Crooked Ares airship is already filled with players and their various luggage, and is ready to go.

Meow!
A long-eared cat licks one of its front paws in a large cage.

Next to it, two female players were chatting and teasing it.

Pet cats are also part of the luggage.

Some players also brought poisonous scorpions and six-winged aberrant chickens that were produced near the aberrations' lairs.

In the words of the player, this is a reserve of supplies.

If food is scarce in the Brotherhood's territory, he can have a good meal before building a new player spawn point.

"Take off!" the cute man shouted to the cockpit.

"Take off! Take off! Go to Thunder City!"

"People from Thunder City, please allow me to introduce to you our heavenly father and savior - the Flying Potato God! His wings are so holy and his mind is so broad," Brother Zhu Jun smiled at Liu Haojin and Xu Miaomiao, " While you were recuperating at the Giant Pig Station, you two must have heard about the fame and deeds of the Flying Potato God. What do you think, do you want to join our Great Potato God Cult?"

Liu Haojin lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

He was wary of the "Queen of Monsters" as the players called her.

The centuries-old history of the Brotherhood told him that intelligent monsters must not be trusted. They cannot bring peace, but only disaster.

In his eyes, the peace between the Flying Potato Cult and monsters is just an illusion brought about by the evil monster queen.

Before everything is irreversible, there is always something wrong with these minds, but the generally kind-hearted members of the Flying Potato Cult are worth saving.

"I have an idea," Liu Haojin raised his head, "Brothers, do you want to join the Brotherhood? You have good skills. Even as a foreign warrior, you can make a lot of money in Thunder City."

"Why not?" Brother Zhu Jun was stirring the poisonous scorpion sauce, "Anyway, just give me money. What about you, do you want to join the Flying Potato God Cult?"

Liu Haojin stopped talking.

A warrior like him who aims at the revival of humanity will only believe in the Brotherhood.

As the slogan of the Brotherhood goes, the Brotherhood will bring the dawn!

"I joined the Flying Potato Cult," Xu Miaomiao said, looking at her fiancé's confused eyes, "Does this organization have any responsibilities and obligations?"

"As far as I know, not yet."

Brother Zhu Jun looked at the top of Xu Miaomiao's head. The nickname logo of the NPC friendly unit was displayed there, but it was not on Liu Haojin's head yet.

He acted like a magic stick and bowed slightly to Xu Miaomiao: "The Flying Potato God is watching you under his crown."

Brother Zhujun has gone far.

"Do you really want to join their divine cult?" Liu Haojin asked. "Their organization is lower than that of the Shadow League, which is full of underground rats. In the place of the gods are potato toys that look like children's. I have eliminated them. I’ve read some information about two small sects that are demagogues. They can’t even compare to those small sects.”

Xu Miaomiao waved her hand: "As they say, it doesn't cost money anyway, so just believe it."

She smiled and said: "No matter what you want to do with them, you must have a good relationship with them. Okay, go back to sleep, it will take a long time to go to Thunder City."

The crooked-mouthed Ares airship was moving at full speed high in the sky.

It avoided hordes of enemies on the ground and also avoided flying monsters hunting at night in the stratosphere.

This uses more energy, but it's worth it.

……

world channel.

[Everyone, please accompany me to kill the enemy]: Get online now!The movement outside the airship made my scalp tingle.

[Smoking backwards like a god]: Brothers, what time did you wake up?I haven't opened the live broadcast room yet, and I'm still having breakfast.Steamed buns with soy milk, a weight loss meal. [You guys accompany me to kill the enemy]: Wolf!Cute man!Potato girl!Nervous sister!Derpy! [Channel notification sent]

[Smoking backwards like a god]: Brothers, you look like you drank fake wine and took Viagra. Then you woke up the next day and found yourself lying in a pig pen, and there was a handsome castrated boar around you. , ogling you.

[Everyone, please accompany me to kill the enemy]: Stop talking nonsense, you smoker.You will have a surprise when you go online now, a big surprise!

[Smoking backwards like a god]: I still have half a meat bun and half a bag of soy milk left here.Brothers, if you fool me, I will go to the club and stuff these things through your back door.

The smoker clapped his hands, wiped his mouth and lay down in the game cabin.

He murmured: "Brothers, it's your turn to absorb some water in your large intestine."

……

Spots of light converge.

The smoker lay straight on the bed in a room in the cabin and opened his eyes.

That's exactly the position he held when he came off the line last night.

boom!
There was a roar outside the room, like distant thunder.

boom!
Thunder rolls from the sky incessantly.

What movement?
Smoker took out his loaded light machine gun and carefully walked out of the cabin.

He looked out of the corridor and saw that Brother Zhu and a few players had already come online early.

These people were lying on the railing of the airship, looking excitedly at the bottom.

Yan Gui put the light machine gun back into his game backpack, walked out and came to Brother Zhu Jun's side.

"You're here," Brother Zhu Jun said in high spirits, "Smoker, please open the in-game camera, maybe you will only encounter this cutscene!"

"What kind of cutscene is worthy of me starting the live broadcast in advance. Brother Jun, let me tell you, even if I die as a smoker and jump from here, I will not start the live broadcast before nine o'clock in the morning!"

The smoker looked disdainful and turned to look at where Brother Zhu Jun was pointing: "Fuck!"

His eyes widened and he immediately started the live broadcast.

……

Facing the rising sun and a touch of morning glow, a city made of steel and iron is rising from the ground.

Its area is so vast and boundless that it seems like the whole world is above the city.

boom!
The thunderous sound had nothing to do with the dark clouds, it was the sound of gas spewing out from all over the city.

The white steam reflected the sun red.

Countless flying objects rose up throughout the city, like a swarm of fighter jets flying out of an aircraft carrier.

Just like this, it can only get a "good" evaluation from smokers who are experienced in the game.

But this is just a minor nice touch.

Smoker can clearly see that this giant city is moving!

So huge, so heavy, but it left traces of movement on the wasteland.

boom!
The giant city gave out its last roar of steam.

It seemed to have accomplished something and began to move farther away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This extremely huge mobile fortress casts a kilometer-long shadow under the rising sun; the width of the shadow is incalculable and surprisingly wide.

"Welcome to Thunder City," Liu Haojin walked out of the cabin. He was awakened by the familiar sound of steam. "This is the only hope for mankind, the last home of mankind. A city that will only be traumatized, but will never be destroyed." Destroyed mobile shelter.”

Xu Miaomiao also walked out of the cabin.

"We're going home. It's so nostalgic. But before we go home, we have to deal with the security forces," she said.

Not far away from the Crooked Ares airship, fifty or sixty armed fighter planes were flying in as if facing a formidable enemy.

(End of this chapter)