The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

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The triumphal ceremony lasted about ten minutes, and the transport convoy drove back to the garage safely.

Once inside.

Immediately, many lighthouse dustmen ran over and unloaded the supplies in an orderly manner.

Jon jumped off the Heavy Cube and returned to the Dustmen team with a calm expression.

If you want to unite the class, you must make your position clear.

Him now.

It's dust people.

They are the kind of people who cannot have a name.

"and many more!"

Just then, someone called Jon.

Look back.

He is a member of the hunting team.

what do you say that is?

correct.

Mexico City.

"You did a good job this time, but you will be punished for entering the 'gravity body' that can only be driven by the upper-class wasteland hunters without permission."

Mo Cheng said solemnly.

Jon said nothing, just stared at the other person.

Mo Cheng felt bored and shrugged, "Tsk, so boring~

Okay, I just wanted to scare you.

We have all seen your performance this time, and your contribution points will not be reduced at all.

Of course, we will report your situation truthfully.

If your merits and demerits offset each other, maybe I can even give you some extra supplies."

This is the Shangmin.

So arrogant.

Obviously without Jon, their attrition situation would be much worse than it is now.

However, even such a great favor could only make them treat Jon as an equal, rather than feeling grateful.

Jon nodded nonchalantly and walked towards the group of Dustmen.

After he left, the hunting captain Mark came over and asked, "Mocheng, where is Dustman 4396?"

"Let's go back to the suspension area." Mo Cheng answered truthfully.

"You just let him go like that?" Mark was extremely puzzled. "That guy has a secret. At least the fighting skills he used are not something that Dustmen can master."

Mo Cheng curled his lips.

After looking around, he lowered his voice and said, "What's the big deal? Maybe he picked up some books from the old world and learned them secretly.

Hoarding supplies is a big taboo in the "Lighthouse".

but.

There are policies and measures to counter.

Who can be 100% sure that they don’t have one or two favorite things hidden away?

As long as you are not discovered, everything will be OK~

So explain

That makes sense.

Otherwise, how could the Dust People, who have been unable to receive education and skills training since childhood, be able to perform such superb fighting skills?

“His style of boxing is very suitable for mecha.

Um.

If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely let 4396 contribute. "

Mark thought to himself.

The words are divided into two parts.

After completing the mission, Jon and 4068 returned to the suspension area, and their heroic deeds quickly spread.

"Hey, you know what? This time it was 4396 who saved the Wasteland Hunters!"

"Is this true? Isn't he a Dustman like us?"

"What's wrong with the Dustmen? Dustmen have hands and feet. As long as they have 'heavy dimensionality', they can also devour the extreme beasts!"

4068 and 4097 have completely transformed into '4396 blow'.

This situation is very similar to a social phenomenon that Jon had seen in his previous life. Although the country was poor and backward, a hero of their own appeared, and every member of the group was proud of it, as if it was real.

Just like the scene I imagined

——Jon became a torch and a guiding light!

One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people, a hundred people tell a thousand people.

The more it spreads, the more evil it becomes.

In less than three hours, all the Dustmen in the Suspension Area knew that there was an outlier among them—4396!

And Jon is also a good person.

He generously distributed the supplies he got from the spacecraft to strangers.

Reputation +100

This action scared 4068 and 4097.

"Are you crazy? If you do this you will attract the law enforcers from the Church of Light and Shadow!"

"Take the things back quickly and don't cause trouble for yourself!"

Call in law enforcers?

That is exactly my purpose.

I need a stage.

A dramatic stage.

On this stage, I will officially become the representative of all the people of Dust!

Jon smiled, but didn't say what was in his mind. He just said softly, "Anyway, I have violated the three major laws this time, and I will be punished by the law enforcers sooner or later.

In that case, I don’t mind being beaten a few more times.”

The so-called three laws are:

——Abolish family relationships, and use the life formula to determine the quality of genes, and use this to divide the dust people and the upper people;

- Planned births between men and women, prohibiting free love;

——People who have reached a certain age limit need to arrange for a "long journey".

It can be said that it is an iron rule that is both cold and ruthless.

of course.

Such an iron law is very necessary in the last days.

Jon is very understanding.

However, this was his consideration from the perspective of a superior.

Now he is a dustman

At least for now, it's Dustmen.

Therefore, he had to think about problems and make plans from the perspective of ordinary people.

Ahem, that’s too far off topic.

Closer to home.

By deliberately winning people's hearts, Jon became a celebrity.

He became another idol of the common people after Mark.

of course.

From a standpoint, he is a more suitable idol for the common people than Mark.

That afternoon, the suspension area where Jon was located was crowded with visitors.

If the activity time was not limited, those dust people would not want to leave.

Jon's conversation, knowledge, attitude, and affinity completely conquered them.

Simultaneously.

It also ignited a tiny spark in their hearts.

"Lighthouse", central elevator shaft.

"In the last few missions, the hunters have hardly collected any ground samples."

Jing Nan, the chief of staff in the control room and director of the scientific research department, said calmly, "Dr. Jiali and I have complained many times that the research work on doomsday ecology has stagnated."

ponder for a moment.

Mark put his hands in his pockets and said, “The delta area 200 kilometers away may have what you want.

A week later, I will organize the next collection mission.

But don’t forget, the duty of a wasteland hunter is to bring back supplies. Whether or not you can collect ground samples depends on luck.”

"A week later? So urgent?" Jingnan asked.

Mark didn't respond, and changed the subject, "Those guys down there are getting harder and harder to deal with. The 'Heavy Stereo' starts up too slowly. Can it be improved within a week?"

Jingnan thought about it and said, "It should be about the same."

Then, she smiled and said, "You, you can't sit still just after you came back. To be honest, have you ever thought about getting a clerical job?"

Mark shrugged. "This is my fate. I have no choice."

"That's hard to say."

The two chatted happily.

The only white-haired officer in the Lighthouse, Adjutant Ran Bing, puffed up his cheeks quietly.

It won't take long.

The three of them went straight to the top of the "lighthouse", which was the city lord's hall.

Old City Lord Morgan leaned back on his chair with his head supported by one hand.

Seeing Mark, he smiled and said, “Thank you for your hard work this time.”

Mark waved his hand, "It's what I should do."

Waited another four or five minutes.