#26 - Motorcycle
Three in the afternoon.
Warrior Supply Base, Warehouse Transfer Center.
Under the high-hanging scorching sun, a group of people in military uniforms are busy, cutting, sorting, packing, labeling... organizing various monster materials.
Then, they are packed into different boxes, moved to the shipping outlet and piled up, waiting for the train to transport them all back to the base city at once.
Arriving at the agreed location, but not seeing a trace of him, just as Yang Wu was about to call to inquire, a voice called out to him.
"Hey, buddy!"
"Over here, over here!"
In the shadow under the container, in that inconspicuous corner, a chubby little man in military uniform was excitedly waving at him.
Huh? A little fatty!
Yang Wu immediately felt a sense of foreboding, and really wanted to turn around and leave, thinking that finding someone online was unreliable.
He saw that the other party spoke maturely, and analyzed the price in a very organized manner, with a large number of likes below.
But there was no time to find the next one, so he had to bite the bullet and go forward, tentatively asking.
"Old Zhou?"
"Hehe, brother, that's my dad's account, let me reintroduce myself, my name is Wang Yu."
The little fatty's face was full of smiles, without the slightest awareness, and he handed Yang Wu a business card.
"Wang Yu?"
Reaching out to take the business card, Yang Wu compared the photo and the name, and thought to himself: What a waste of a good name.
"Where's the stuff?"
Yang Wu was too lazy to waste time with him and went straight to the point. The chat could wait until after he had inspected the goods.
"Oh, it's over here, come with me!"
Seeing that Yang Wu had accepted the business card, the little fatty Wang Yu immediately smiled and led him to inspect the goods, secretly relieved in his heart, after all, Yang Wu was his first customer.
If this first transaction failed, he would have no face to go back.
"Brother Yang Wu, is this your first time going to the wilderness?"
On the way, the little fatty asked curiously. Although it was his first time doing a transaction, it was also likely to be the last time he did this kind of strange transaction.
Walking inside the warehouse transfer center, bypassing various passages, they arrived at a spacious warehouse. There were no other goods in the warehouse, only a large box standing in the center.
It was hard to imagine that in this expensive warrior supply base, such a large space could be left idle, a complete waste.
Yang Wu took a deep look at his back, thinking that this little fatty's background was not simple.
Opening the large wooden box, the little fatty pulled open a curtain, and the items inside were immediately revealed.
Motorcycle!
The streamlined body of the motorcycle was full of dynamism and power, making people attracted by its beauty at a glance.
"How is it, Brother Yang Wu!"
The little fatty stared at Yang Wu, asking with some trepidation. It was his first time doing this, and he cared very much about the customer's satisfaction.
"Cool, stylish, and domineering!"
It wasn't that Yang Wu didn't have more words to describe it, but he wasn't interested in motorcycles in the first place. What he wanted was just a means of transportation.
"As expected of the HR Alliance, they are efficient and trustworthy."
"Brother Yang Wu, in the HR Alliance, there is nothing that money can't solve. If there is, it can only mean that there is not enough money."
The little fatty immediately replied happily when he heard this.
"Oh, really? Do you sell laser cannons?"
"How much does a nuclear weapon cost?"
"Get me a smart flying fighter jet!"
Although Yang Wu had never seen any of these things in reality.
But, who wouldn't brag!
When it comes to bragging, he is second to none.
"Old Wang, if you can get these things for me, money is not a problem!"
Yang Wu patted him on the shoulder, leaving the little fatty with a blank expression, and stepped forward to test drive the motorcycle.
"Hmm, not bad!"
"Old Wang, a person should be down-to-earth. I will try to find you for any materials I need in the future!"
After paying the balance and exchanging contact information again, Yang Wu went back to pack his things.
...
The sunset glow was fiery, dyeing half of the sky red.
With a bit of heat, the evening breeze brushed across the face, stirring the hearts of travelers.
"Pa!"
Closing the door, returning the key.
Fully armed, Yang Wu drove the motorcycle, accompanied by the roar of the engine, left the warrior supply base, and entered the wilderness.
Coming lightly, leaving behind a wave of discussion.
For Yang Wu, the highway was already familiar to him, but ordinary humans almost lived in the base city for their entire lives. For them, the highway only existed in legends.
The highway that Yang Wu was driving on was already dilapidated, and there were several cracks in the road surface.
At a glance, cars, trucks, and lorries were everywhere, either dilapidated or broken, abandoned in a disorderly manner on this continuous highway.
Fallen tires were everywhere, and in addition, there were some rotten monster corpses, which seriously hindered Yang Wu's progress.
The reddish sunlight of the setting sun shone on this highway that had been silent and dilapidated for decades.
Far away from the suburbs with more vehicles, without the obstruction of obstacles, Yang Wu drove his beloved motorcycle and began to speed on this highway.
Of course.
If it was in the city, Yang Wu would definitely not dare to play like this. Although he was confident in his strength, he was also afraid of being surrounded by beast hordes.
But on the highway!
Nothing to fear!
"Roar--"
A series of monster roars came from the fields and dilapidated villages beside the highway. As long as you turned your head, you could see many monster figures.
Yang Wu's arrogant behavior did scare many monsters. In their monster life, they had never seen humans act like this.
Not to be trifled with!
They can't speak, but they are not stupid.
For a time, they retreated one after another.
However, there would still be some ignorant monsters who came to die.
On the right side of the highway ahead, a group of pig-like monsters suddenly gathered. Judging by the scale, there should be a beast general level monster inside!
"Hmm, more pigs!"
In the original story, Luo Feng killed a one-horned wild boar for the first time in the wilderness. He himself encountered an iron-haired wild boar during the warrior combat assessment. The first monster he encountered after coming to the wilderness was also a pig.
Although pigs reproduce quickly, with a large litter in one lifetime, and are also omnivores who are not picky eaters, generally speaking, the probability of seeing pig-like monsters is indeed the highest.
But he was sure that he had no fate with pigs, and even less wanted to have anything to do with them.
Protagonist: "???"
"Bloodthirsty Tank."
A group of iron-haired wild boars and one-horned wild boars slowly advanced, surrounded by a monster that looked like a tank, with a red body.
Looking at the color of the scales on its body, it was only an elementary beast general level!
"Heh, provoking me?"
"I'm too lazy to bother with you."
Not worth any money, and you want to waste my time.
Yang Wu stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle sped away, leaving behind bursts of engine sound.
Target, City 023.
