The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 754: Long Talk in the Deserted Village
The bounty hunter smiled contemptuously and was about to pull the trigger of his submachine gun when his entire body's liquid armor system suddenly issued a sharp alarm.

Without even looking, he subconsciously made an evasive move, and with the help of the armor system, he jumped to avoid Qi Meng's attack.

A little orange-red flame instantly appeared in front of the hunter, and before he could stand firm, he was engulfed by the flame.

The bounty hunter felt his body hit a wall instantly, and the huge impact force sent him flying.

The branches and leaves in the woods fluttered around, startling a flock of sleeping birds.

Qi Meng immediately fired another shot, confirming there was no movement from the other side. He glanced at the shotgun in his hand, its energy recharging, and the cold barrel radiated a bloodthirsty color. This was certainly not one of those standard equipment that was commonplace, but a special edition micro shotgun that he had purchased at the underground city's black market for half an energy block. Compared to ordinary shotguns, it possessed greater accuracy and power. It was said that it had once equipped the most elite soldiers of the Imperial Guards to fight against the invasion of the Oceanic clone army, helping the Imperial elite to achieve great feats in the North African battlefield.

Qi Meng gently touched the gun handle. As a senior game designer at Vine Company, he needed to be exposed to all kinds of real firearms in order to give players a better gaming experience. Over the years, he had handled at least a thousand firearms, if not eight hundred, so he knew all kinds of light weapons of the empire like the back of his hand.

"Tonight, you will be honored once again and fight for freedom."

This shotgun has been with Qi Meng for almost a year. From the time he walked out of the dungeon and fled all the way to the northern part of Chu, a distance of thousands of miles, he relied on this weapon to kill bounty hunters several times.

However, this time, the bounty hunter escaped.

Qi Meng glanced around and cautiously activated the night vision function. The thermal image only showed the figure of a wild wolf fleeing in panic. Perhaps the beast had already sensed the breath of death.

"If you want to kill me, why are you hiding? Or are you waiting for other hunters?"

If the other party wanted to disperse and encircle him, that would be exactly what Qi Meng wanted. He had long lost patience with these annoying bounty hunters who were as annoying as flies. During these days of escape, he had encountered only vulnerable opponents who constantly drained his energy.

He shouted twice at the forest, but no one responded, so he immediately put away his night vision goggles, used his power armor to jump onto a big tree, and stood on the treetop to look down at his surroundings.

Under the cover of night, the injured bounty hunter appeared on a mountain several kilometers away, running away along the ridgeline at a rapid pace.

Qi Meng gave up the chase. Such a weak opponent was not worth wasting his energy on.

He packed up his equipment, picked up the downed swarm aircraft on the ground, dismantled the remaining energy blocks, collected them in his backpack, and returned to Zhao Can's body. He raised his shotgun and pulled the trigger. A blazing flame instantly engulfed the guide.

When Zhao Can turned into a wisp of green smoke, Qi Meng followed the address he mentioned and walked west along the ridge for 30 kilometers until he arrived near the guide's home.

It was a run-down town.

An aircraft of unknown production age was left at the entrance. It was already rusted after hundreds of millions of years, and its fuselage was covered with green moss.

The morning stars were obscured by the gray sky. Qi Meng stood there for a moment. Fortunately, the town was as bright as day, even a little dazzling.
There are no holographic projection advertisements here, probably due to the cost. There are only giant neon lights here, which are colorful, dazzling, and eye-catching, with all kinds of provocative texts and images, making people feel as if they are in a time and space more than a hundred years ago.

A flying car that was on the verge of being scrapped staggered and landed in front of Qi Meng. The door opened and a drunk middle-aged man with red hair walked out.

"How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for this place."

Qi Meng spread out his palm, and the ring on his ring finger projected a 3D map. Zhao Can's home became a small red dot in the corner of the map.

"Good stuff, good stuff that can only be found in the upper space..."

The red-haired driver spoke as he approached and suddenly attacked his passenger with an uppercut.

Qi Meng grabbed the man's wrist with his left hand and his throat with his right. With a little force, he lifted the red-haired man up. Five or six men with the same hairstyle as the red-haired man quickly gathered around him. They were burly, holding pistols, rifles, and other weapons in their hands, and they fired at him without saying a word.

The bullet hit the protective shield, sparking sparks, and then fell silent.

Qi Meng aimed at one of them and pulled the trigger. The man was instantly torn into pieces by the shotgun, leaving not even a complete bone.

He turned to look at the red-haired driver who was almost suffocating, and said with a pleasant face, "Take me to this place immediately. When we get there, I'll give you ten grams of energy blocks. Is this a deal?"

The red-haired man nodded frantically.

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About ten minutes later, the red-haired man flew the aircraft to a deserted village. Qi Meng jumped from a height of thirty or forty meters and arrived at his destination smoothly.

Of course, the red-haired man didn't dare to ask for the energy block, and hurriedly turned around and ran away. Qi Meng slowly raised his shotgun, aimed at the swaying target, and pulled the trigger.

Burning fragments fell behind him, but Qi Meng did not look back.

He looked around and made sure there was no threat around the deserted village, then went straight to Zhao Can's house at the entrance of the village.

"Old man, I'm Zhao Can's friend. He asked me to come and see you."

"He's Achan's friend. He hasn't been home for a long time. Our village is far away. You must have come by boat. Come in and have a seat."

An old woman opened the door. She looked like someone from an old era. She was wearing a coat of a brand that Qi Meng couldn't name, and she looked not to be in good spirits.

The old lady raised her hand and led Qi Meng into a room.

This room is probably not used normally, and it doesn't even have a touch screen door installed. Standing at the window and looking into the distance, you can see the endless Han River.

Walking into the living room, Qi Meng looked around curiously. The layout of the house was completely different from any house he had seen before. There were all kinds of old-fashioned furniture and appliances. A sweeping robot was busy on the carpet. A smart trash can reminded its owner that it was running out of power. A movie was playing on a low-quality projection TV from the last century.

Qi Meng glanced at it and it seemed to be an old movie shot in the 1970s, a movie about the eldest princess rebelling against the tyranny of Emperor Yang of Qi.

The old lady came in to serve tea, and Qi Meng scanned it with a retinal scanner to make sure there was no poison.

"Thank you." He took a sip, the sweet taste lingering on his lips and teeth.

"Can you see clearly?"

He pointed to the collapsed Wudang Mountain in the projection image, where a mountain torrent was engulfing Junzhou City.

"I can see clearly now. I just had my left eye replaced last year."

Qi Meng said "oh" and said nothing more.

The plot of the movie begins to reach its climax. A corner of the fairy mountain where the eldest princess was imprisoned collapsed, as if Liu Kan’s rule was about to collapse.

The princess, accompanied by her guards, climbed up to the top of the Junzhou city wall. Facing the thousands of refugees who had lost their land and were left with nowhere to go due to the flood, she raised her arms and shouted:
"Kill all the local tyrants and evil gentry, and take back the land that belongs to you!"

(End of this chapter)