Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"……OK then."

In the end, Wuming went to the last carriage, and the matter seemed to be resolved satisfactorily.

However, these elders were clearly not to be underestimated. They had long since realized that Wuming possessed extraordinary combat abilities, but for their own safety, they preferred to discard this unstable fighting force directly.

"Wait a moment, have someone unload the last carriage," the person who had just made the suggestion said menacingly.

With Ayame and the surrounding samurai absent, the elders plotted how to cause trouble.

Chapter 424: Finding an Unnamed Animal

After learning the location of the Iron Fortress, Isaac immediately piloted a helicopter to fly there.

Prior to this, he appointed several men to maintain order at Xianjin Post Station, and due to the disappearance of the original lord, Shifangchuan Jianjiang, Amestoris sent several officers to serve as lords.

After explaining everything, Isaac took off in the helicopter.

Hinomoto is quite small; at the current speed, it would only take six hours to fly from Kenkin Station to Kongoka. Although the fuel is only enough for two hours of flight, fortunately, Isaac is an alchemist, so the fuel can be made on-site without needing to go for resupply.

Accompanied by the sound of the rotors spinning, the helicopter flew rapidly through the sky.

Through the window, one can see the area they are flying over: the abandoned city of Junjo on the railway tracks, the wandering Kabane, and the wasteland filled with bones. These are very common in Japan, a country ravaged by Kabane.

As he flew, Isaac saw a train car parked on the tracks below.

Isaac recognized this carriage; it seemed to have separated from the Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress, and there was a familiar aura inside. This familiar aura prompted Isaac to land the helicopter not far from the carriage.

Boom boom boom!

As Isaac stepped off the helicopter and was about to check the condition of the vehicle, he heard a series of thuds coming from inside.

The carriage was locked from the outside, and it appeared that there was someone locked inside.

呲~

With the blue electric current, Isaac disassembled the carriage, and the person inside happened to be someone Isaac knew.

"Nameless? What are you doing in there?"

Isaac saw the nameless man lying inside, looking somewhat weak.

"Blood……"

"what?"

"Give me blood..."

"..."

Isaac had heard before that the offspring of a person like Nameless and a Kabane needed to regularly replenish their strength with human blood. Helpless, Isaac picked up a knife and made a small cut on his left wrist.

As if he had smelled blood, Wuming immediately jumped up from the floor of the carriage and pounced on Isaac, biting his bleeding wrist.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

As blood flowed into the nameless woman's abdomen, she finally regained some strength.

"Stop drinking, or I'll get anemia." Isaac pulled the nameless man away from his wrist, who was still sucking blood from it, and sealed the wound with alchemy.

"Thank goodness you came, otherwise I would have starved to death in the carriage." Wuming regained his former spirits and walked up to Isaac, saying, "Thank you very much."

"How did you manage to fall out of the train car along with it?"

Upon hearing Isaac's question, Wuming became furious.

She had previously been instructed to live only in the storage compartment and not to leave it without permission. At first, Wuming thought it didn't matter and complied.

However, because she had consumed a lot of blood in the Kabah at Xianjin Station and needed to replenish it, she left the carriage to ask the passengers for blood to drink.

The result was obvious: a man who wanted to drink blood was enough to cause panic. In addition, the elders were determined to expel the nameless man from the Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress, so they incited the civilians to unload the last carriage and lock it up.

If Isaac hadn't arrived, she might have starved to death in the train carriage.

"You deserve it. Who asks for blood in front of everyone?" Isaac stared at Nameless with dead fish eyes.

"I have no choice. We Cabanelli can only maintain our bodily functions by drinking blood. We have to drink blood." The nameless man shrugged, expressing his helplessness.

"What I mean is, why can't you just find a secluded spot, knock someone unconscious, and then take some blood? That should be easy for you, right?"

“…I didn’t expect that.” Wuming stuck out his tongue.

“Never mind, I’m going to Jin Gang Guo later. Are you waiting here for the next Jun Cheng bus that passes by, or are you coming with me?” Isaac asked.

"Together? Do you have a Juncheng?"

“I don’t have Juncheng,” Isaac said, pointing to the helicopter behind him. “I have this.”

"Oh!! This is that thing that can fly around in the sky!" Nameless's eyes lit up as he looked at the helicopter, eager to experience it. "I'll go with you."

"Okay, there's a spare seat in the back."

The helicopter took off again, this time with an unnamed person in the back seat looking around.

It was her first time riding in such a vehicle, and everything seemed very new to her. She looked around at the dense array of instruments, wanting to explore them all.

"Don't press any buttons randomly. This seat is for the weapons operator. Don't accidentally launch a missile," Isaac warned while piloting the plane.

"I know."

Although he couldn't touch the joysticks and buttons in front of him, Wuming was still attracted by the sight of the plane slowly lifting off the ground and the ground objects getting smaller and smaller in his eyes.

The two traveled together, flying along the railway tracks into the distance.

“Hey, Isaac,” the nameless man suddenly asked, “you disappeared before I finished asking you my question last time, and I want to ask you now.”

"What's the problem?" Isaac continued to focus on piloting the plane.

"If one day my older brother abandons me, will you accept me?"

"It depends. Many people want to join Amestris, and I'll accept anyone who passes the assessment," Isaac said. "What's wrong? Did you have a falling out with Mima?"

"No, it's just that I have a vague feeling that my brother's purpose is not what he said..." Wuming whispered.

"I think so too. I don't know what that guy is trying to do either, but judging from his behavior, he's not a good person."

If this had happened in the past, Wuming would probably have argued with him immediately after Isaac said this, but for some reason, Wuming surprisingly didn't refute it this time.

In her heart, the influence of Amatori Mima didn't seem as strong as before; in its place, it seemed that someone else's figure had taken her place.

"Huh? Isn't that Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress?" Isaac suddenly said, looking down at the helicopter.

"Where? Where?" Wuming also looked down at the windshield.

On the tracks, the Kabaneri is moving, but it is covered with Kabane, some of which have even torn open hatches and gone inside.

The Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress has been attacked by the Kabane.

"That's terrible, they probably won't last much longer."

"Yes, if I had been in the carriage, I might have been able to save their lives," Wuming said calmly.

Isaac looked at the nameless man behind him and suddenly said, "This is a rare opportunity. Why don't you try out the weapon system?"

"Huh? Is that okay?"

"Just this once."

Chapter 425: Stealing Techniques

How do I use this?

“You have a helmet on your head, and you put it on,” Isaac said.

Wuming then saw a helmet above him equipped with various instruments, so he put it on his head.

When she put the helmet on completely, she could see the outside scenery through the visor on the helmet, and there was also a dense array of data displayed around her.

"Wow!! That's amazing, so what should we do next?"

“Use the fire control system on your helmet to identify the Kabane and lock onto them,” Isaac said.

Following Isaac's instructions, Nameless locked onto several Kabane who were attempting to breach the Iron Fortress's hatches.

"and then?"

"There's a button on your joystick, just press it."

The nameless man did as instructed, opening the cover on the joystick and pressing the button.

The instant she pressed the button, sparks flew from the rocket launchers on both sides of the helicopter, and more than a dozen missiles were launched from them and flew towards the Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress.

Just as Wuming was worried that the missiles would hit the Kabane, they landed with perfect accuracy on the Kabane, blasting them into a pile of minced meat.

However, the impact of the explosion still caused the massive Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress to shake for quite a while.

"It's pretty fun, isn't it?"

"That's fun!" Wuming laughed happily.

Following instructions, the nameless man used a machine gun to sweep away the Kabane covering the Iron Fortress, making the Fortress temporarily safe.

Whether it was due to running out of fuel or damage to the vehicle, the entire train was forced to stop in the middle of the tracks as sparks flew from the collision between the Kabaneri and the rails.

Isaac glanced at his fuel gauge; it seemed to be almost full. To make some fuel, he randomly chose a nearby flat area to land on.

As soon as the helicopter landed, Mumei jumped out and ran towards the direction of the Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress.

"If they kick you out, are you going to go back and help them?" Isaac asked from behind the nameless man.

“I hate them.” Nameless stopped in his tracks. “But fighting the Kabane is my mission, so I must fight.”

Her words were spoken with firmness, revealing her seriousness; in Wuming's heart, her value lay in fighting.

Watching her departing figure, Isaac began to refuel the helicopter.

He couldn't argue that Wuming's ideas were wrong, because he himself had fought his way up since enlisting. They were, in a way, evenly matched.

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Kabaneri Fortress has been invaded by the Kabane.

Gunfire continued to ring out from inside, but aside from repelling the Kaba, it couldn't inflict any effective damage on them.

The warriors took up their shields and formed a line to protect the passengers, but as the number of Kabane increased, they began to feel that they could not hold on any longer.

"How much longer can we hold on!?"

"I can't hold on much longer!"