Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 578 Request (Combined Chapter)
"Boss, where did you find these people?" The head of the engineering department, Wurman, held a grass stem in his mouth. After sobering up, he was not as frantic as he was the day before. "They are working hard to putty."

"Secret." Lu Meng said.

The scene before us is the construction site of the sacred base, with people working on all kinds of building materials coming and going, the work is in full swing and dust is flying everywhere.

And the most eye-catching is.

In front of a construction site, a new group of laborers arrived. They had changed into simple linen clothes like everyone else and started working with bare arms.

The efficiency is amazing.

"Ah!"

With a slight snort, I saw bricks and stones piled up like a small mountain, suddenly rising up and starting to move steadily.

The one at the bottom of the hill is a soldier bee.

He actually carried all the construction materials by himself, which usually required a small team from the engineering department to load and unload, causing the onlookers who were unaware of the situation to exclaim in surprise.

This is Diu, of course.

As a warrior-level warrior, he was now working with others to build the initial foundation of the sacred fortress brick by brick.

The remaining dozen people.

The anti-slavery people.

The beginning of the matter dates back to yesterday, when those who stayed behind were caught by the Shandi garrison and guards.

Although it would be easy for the anti-slavers to escape stealthily given their strength, no one took any action due to Mr. Gray's order.

However, Lu Meng had already given the order in advance.

No conflict broke out.

The collapse of the commune huts was characterized as an inexplicable natural disaster... The reason why it was not a quality issue was that of course no one would question Woman's authority to his face.

That would seem unbelievable.

The existence of the anti-slavery fighters was explained as a group of newly arrived refugees who came to support the construction of the great land of Shem...

It can be said to be the most reasonable reason for them to show up in public.

The house he built collapsed, and Woman was in a bad mood. The day after the celebration, he pulled all the construction workers to start work and took them with him.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.

The anti-slavery fighters were all very strong and physically fit, and they worked tirelessly.

The key is also to be dexterous.

You can tell from the moment they start working on some of them that they are originally from construction sites. As for the rest, even if they have never done this before, they can get the hang of it quickly with a little guidance from a master.

And I am not afraid of getting dirty or tired.

There is no resistance.

For example, Warman remembered a boy named Xia Hong, who had not yet gone through the coming-of-age ceremony. The worker bee was a little hesitant about whether the Red King would say that he was abusing child labor.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Hong started, he showed great talent in surveying, structure, wall building and wiring, and he can be said to be a natural born saint.

This made the worker bees eager to try and aroused their interest in talent.

Thinking about whether to accept him as a disciple...

Unable to get an answer from Lu Meng, Woman did not pursue the matter further and devoted himself to the career he loved.

At this time, in the shadow of the tent behind him.

Then a figure walked out.

Just now, Woman was clearly just a few feet away in front of him, but it seemed as if he had not noticed him at all.

“They are really capable.”

Lu Meng said with her back to him.

"'If you want to move a thousand pounds with a little force, you must have a thousand pounds of strength yourself', this is what the gentle people said - of course, some people also believe that bricks can fly with great force." Mr. Gray looked at the people on the construction site, "But no matter which interpretation is it, the martial artist's own strength is the most important, which determines their ultimate lethality. The second is the toughness of the body, which determines the strength and ability to withstand blows of the body."

Ancient martial arts were something that every anti-slavery activist had to practice, even someone like Jeger who practiced martial arts was no exception, and this also brought him great benefits.

The stimulation of physical potential is manifested in the most outward way, which is an amazing physique. Even if one is not as naturally strong as the Shak people, one can still squeeze out unimaginable explosive power from a seemingly ordinary body.

Moving bricks is a piece of cake.

It can even serve as a training exercise.

Having said that, Hui glanced at Lu Meng.

The scene that emerged in his mind was him standing in the distance, watching the beehive hut explode and the dust fly.

The reason why this man was able to defeat Diu in ancient martial arts was not because of his skills, but because of his overwhelming physical fitness - and the latter was actually what Galahad was pursuing.

If you focus your energy on "skills".

But ignore the "Tao" behind it.

It was a detour.

On this basis, martial arts itself is just a useful tool, a weapon that can be used anytime and anywhere even by people who have nothing.

The stronger you are.

The "weapon" becomes more powerful in his hands.

Hui actually arrived at the scene earlier than everyone thought, and he could see from the chaotic shadows that although Lu Beiyou was holding back, he was constantly adapting to Diu's rhythm during the fight, and even learned his techniques and moves.

This is the only way to continuously accumulate advantages.

Finally, it turned into my own experience.

Use neutral language to make comments.

——This is really scary.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Lu Meng turned around and smiled, "They are very adaptable to this environment."

Mr. Gray paused: "Yeah."

"After all, we used to do this all the time."

For example, the anti-slavery activist who seemed to be skilled was actually a slave worker in the city-state, responsible for repairing mansions for the nobles.

As for everyone else.

The number of anti-slavery fighters is small. Apart from daily combat, training and study, if there is anything that needs to be built in the base, they have to do it themselves.

Even ash is no exception.

After all, it can be said that the first tile laid there was laid by him.

In the wanted notices in the United Cities, they would claim that they are anti-labor activists, which could easily lead people to misunderstand that they are a group of lazy people who live on desperation and only incite riots and looting to make a living... Little do people know that anti-slavery activists are only opposed to working for slave owners.

If every fruit can be enjoyed by oneself, no one would be unwilling.

Of course, after thousands of years of being influenced by the aristocratic discourse system, "labor" has been tied together with "slavery". Resistance means losing this noble character and is despised by others.

It would be fine if the slave owners believed it.

In fact, many civilians in the United Cities believe in this view, or at least do not think there is anything wrong with it, and some even cheer for it.

Mr. Gray was a little surprised.

Anti-slavery activists had come into contact with many other forces before, but few people noticed these details about them like this, let alone paid special attention to them.

He claimed that he could see through people's thoughts, and in fact he could always guess what they would think or say next... But when facing Lu Beiyou, this ability seemed to have failed.

Discover yourself from the other person and take the initiative to reach out.

Until now. It's still the same.

This is also one of the reasons why Mr. Gray decided to negotiate further with him.

Lu Meng looked at the bee-man prince and discovered that in addition to the bandages wrapped under his coat, he was also holding a leather paper umbrella, shrouding his entire body in shadow.

It is clearly late autumn.

The sun is no longer as scorching as it was some time ago.

This time Hui noticed his gaze and unhesitatingly lifted a corner of the bandage on his face, revealing a large scar. Under the thin healed skin, there were clear bloodshot veins, and the blood was surging as if it was about to jump out. It was much more horrifying than what was occasionally exposed.

It looks like burn marks.

"Scars like this are all over my body." The bee man readjusted the bandage. "There's no other impact. It's just that it's more sensitive to light, water, heat... In short, things like that."

"Fortunately, we usually operate in the shadows, so we are not afraid of these."

"Do we need to arrange an operation? Our technology is very mature now." Lu Meng said, "You have also seen the young man named Ji Hai. In fact, all his skin except his face has been replaced."

"Really? No wonder... I didn't think about it that way." Mr. Gray hesitated for a moment and said, "Forget it."

"Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately... I'm not used to their skin."

The bee man smiled calmly.

Lu Meng understood what he meant.

The materials used by the Medical Department for experiments and surgeries, including the treatment of seriously injured patients, actually all came from the serious criminals in the swamp.

This is already a wasteland world, there is no such thing as technological ethics - after being sentenced to death, their bodies will naturally be put to good use.

The doctor is familiar at this hour.

But Hui didn't want to have any part of those criminals and scum on his body.

Even if the subspecies of Bee Prince leaves the hive, it will be more or less restrained when outside. For example, it cannot eat rotten meat and carrion like other subspecies... Gray does not show any signs of this on the surface, but unexpectedly he has some mysophobia psychologically.

This was the other party's own business, so Lu Meng did not persuade him much, but just said: "Then if the in vitro skin-building technology can be realized one day, Mr. Gray can come again."

"Really? Haha... that would be great if something like this happened." The Bee Prince did not take it seriously, thinking that the other party was joking. However, although he was always serious, he smiled at this moment and was very cooperative.

Being able to retain more than 80% of the integrity of the skin for grafting like the young man from the White Eyebrow Clan did is already a medical miracle.

At the very least, one has to completely decipher an ancient science book, which can only be done by a mechanic at the 'end of the world'.

Appeared in the Land of Flash.

It's amazing enough.

On the one hand, Dr. Zhong’s skills were extraordinary, and on the other hand, Hui was impressed by their background.

But when it comes to creating skin out of thin air...

According to Tin Fist.

This could only be done in ancient times.

Even for mechanics, biomedical technology is not their strong point, probably because the few intelligent cores they possess are not in related fields - one can roughly guess the direction of their expertise from the name of this organization.

In order to make up for this shortcoming.

The Mechanic is also actively cooperating with bounty hunters to explore the Cannibal Plains and the Finger of Darkness in the Far North, because they speculate that the creation of cannibals, or the cannibalism curse, may be the result of an ancient biochemical experiment.

Correspondingly, the probability of those ruins containing relevant intelligent cores is very high.

Unfortunately, it has been fruitless.

A technology that even mechanics couldn't achieve...

The man in gray didn't say much, but just smiled and nodded, showing his appreciation.
“I hope I can wait until that day.”

Lu Meng did not explain.

The existence of the swamp intelligence core remains a secret to this day.

If you can understand it thoroughly.

Not to mention in vitro skin creation and organ cultivation.

Just take a piece of tissue from Gray, and it will be possible to clone the somatic cells. Then transplant it again and it will be able to restore the original appearance of the bee man who is burned all over his body, without any rejection reaction.

But now is not the time to talk about that.

After finishing his words, Mr. Gray looked at Lu Meng and coughed lightly: "I have already considered what you asked us to do before."

"I have already seen what I should have seen."

Even if some of them were not seen with my own eyes.

After the battle of Shark Village, the reason why Jager and Bo stayed in the swamp for a while was not only to find contacts, but more importantly to investigate the environment there personally.

Then witnessed the change.

The liberation of swamp villages, the reshaping of major factions, the construction of town industries... Unlike the rainforest in the past, Lu Beiyou's rise to power is not just a change of power, but also a change to the entire swamp ecology.

It can be said to be brand new.

When they arrived in Shan, the fighting between the wandering tribes was not obvious. The largest overlord, the White Eyebrow Clan, even actively fulfilled its responsibilities for quite a long time and did not engage in large-scale oppression...but the enemies they faced were external.

The raging beast disaster and the treacherous covetousness.

But with the arrival of Lu Beiyou, the Honglei Great Wall was built from the ground, and the beast disaster was extinguished with the help of heavenly fire... these problems were solved again.

For the first time, all the tribes were truly united together, giving them at least a chance to live and work in peace and contentment.

Gray at the celebration.

I have also witnessed the religious fanaticism and the legends that are consistent with mythological records... and I feel uneasy about this.

We can talk calmly and put ourselves in their shoes.

If Hui were in their position, how could he not feel grateful and convinced?
After all, that's what he is now.

Once this torrent is formed, neither Lu Beiyou nor the Red King himself will be able to stop it - but if it can be guided correctly, it will be a force that can change the world.

Even if you look at it with a gray perspective.

This is just a wave...but it is rare to see such a sign on this continent.

For this reason, the anti-slavery activist was determined.

The other party will not be.

The Holy Nation and the United Cities are birds of a feather.

And this is already the basis for cooperation.

"But, I didn't expect..." The Bee Prince's tone suddenly showed a hint of helplessness, "Lu Beiyou, you didn't come to us to discuss cooperation and alliance matters - Diu and I both misunderstood this point."

Lu Meng nodded.

Gray continued:

"It's for the drifter... Mr. Hamt, his wife and daughter."

A former warrior of the Empire.

While on a military expedition, he was forced into bankruptcy and his property was confiscated.

The family was reduced to slavery.

His whereabouts are still unknown.

"Whether as a friend or to repay his help in Shizhen," Lu Meng said, "I think this request is not too much."

(End of this chapter)