[On September 16th, the fourth generation of War Dragon was born.]

[Updated armor materials, optimized the power engine, and fixed several bugs.]

[It reaches a height of 2.41 meters and weighs 315 kilograms.]

[Functionality: 2.31→3.07]

[Although the enhancement isn't significant, you've shrunk the wheels of the Ironclad Armor from the day before yesterday and installed them on your legs, giving it another evolution. It now boasts higher jumping ability and stable, sustained high movement speed.]

"As the saying goes, 'to combine the strengths of a hundred schools of thought.'" You satisfiedly stored it in your spatial ring.

"This is me, a man with a hundred strengths."

"It's rare for someone to tell the truth."

[The first generation of War Dragon was the most basic humanoid exoskeleton armor. The second generation replaced the arms with swords. The third generation transplanted the vibration device of the pangolin, evolving the arm swords into high-frequency swords. The fourth generation was modeled after those two motorcycle armors, with wheels installed under the feet.]

"Every time you kill an elite monster/boss, take a part of it and add it as an advantage modification point..." Yun Shou felt like he had seen this operation somewhere before.

On this same day, unbeknownst to you, in an open area slightly north of the center of the garbage dump, the six biggest garbage kings gathered together.

[Octopus King! Mountain Digging King! Motorcycle King! Debt King! Iron Man King! Fire Dragon King!]

There was supposed to be another Rhino King, but he recklessly charged the garbage ship more than half a month ago and was killed by machine gun fire...

[The fact that these six kings could gather is certainly no small matter. Any one of them could easily stir up trouble, affecting the livelihoods of a large area and even costing the lives of hundreds of impoverished people. They are the rulers of District 612 and the surrounding area!]

Today, they've clearly gathered for you.

[The Mountain-Digging King appears to be sitting on a heavily modified excavator, but in reality, his lower body has become one with the excavator. Through his profound mastery of manipulation, he can control this heavily modified excavator as if it were his own body.]

"That's strange. So, will he eat, drink, and excrete waste through internal machines and tubes?"

"Then it will be discharged through a small hole under the excavator, like a toilet on a train."

“You can do public humiliation and then leave as if nothing happened. If someone questions it, you can just say, ‘Who pulled me under my car?’”

Yun Shou concluded: "This guy must be a big spender in private!"

The Mountain King crossed his arms and coldly asked, "That red-cloaked ranger... is he one of yours or not!?"

Others assumed it was a group, but he knew the red-cloaked ranger was just one person. Yet, that one person repeatedly defeated his subordinates, dismantling and modifying the exoskeletons of the defeated soldiers, and then adding enhancements to them!

[The opponent may not be alone; they may be followed by an exoskeleton modification team, but there is only one exoskeleton operator with actual combat capabilities!]

[The Motorbike King, clad in a high-end exoskeleton, also spoke up: "Everyone, the Mad Rhino King has only been dead for less than a month. We can compete normally. Letting outsiders come is a bit excessive."]

Octopus King shook his head: "It has nothing to do with me."

She was a woman, a ferocious and menacing woman, similar to the Mountain Digger King, her lower body replaced by eight enormous steel tentacles, like a sea monster emerging from the sea.

"That's wonderful."

[The debt king adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with a single finger: "This has nothing to do with me. You all know me; I never get involved in these things."]

[As his name suggests, he was the king of moneylenders, controlling the lives and happiness of countless people through usury, including even some of the "upper class" in the inner city.]

He was the only one among the six kings who arrived with only his mortal body and without an exoskeleton, yet the other five kings dared not underestimate him, let alone attempt to "behead" him.

This seemingly elegant and refined man has far too many hidden agendas behind him.

Next, the Iron Man King, whose entire body was shrouded in thick, round iron blocks, spoke: "I only heard of this person two days ago."

The Fire Dragon King, clad in fire-breathing armor and with a dragon head proudly displayed on his chest, shook his head: "It has nothing to do with me."

[(After a highly insightful conversation filled with intellectual analysis and the overwhelming presence of various industry leaders)]

[Mountain King said: "So, that red-cloaked ranger was a greedy fellow who heard about the death of the Mad Rhino King and rushed over from another region, hoping to seize a piece of territory?"]

"That's the only explanation."

[The Octopus King looked at the Fire Dragon King with interest: "Red Cloak...aren't you planning to recruit a subordinate? You don't think much of that new kid?"]

The Fire Dragon King shook his head: "Not my type. I'll refuse outright."

He said to the Mountain King, "I'll leave that guy for you, and blast that exoskeleton to smithereens."

[Iron Man King: "Haha."]

[Motorcycle King: "Count me in."]

[Mountain Digger King: Haha.]

[The Debt King: "That's impressive."]

Octopus King: "Good idea."

"Since that's the case," Motorbike King pointed forward with his right arm, the armor reflecting sunlight, its heavy metallic texture exuding a powerful aura, "then issue the... Trash Annihilation Order!"

"When outsiders try to intrude on our shared territory, we will join forces to drive them out and eliminate them!"

"From this day forward, until we see that person's corpse and exoskeleton, we, the Garbage Kings of District 612, will unite our wills and become one!"

"Go back and inform your subordinates. Distribute them to every corner. If any weaker person spots the target, report it immediately. Keep a close eye on his movements and eventually kill him together!"

[Unbeknownst to you at this moment, an incredibly terrifying net is being cast down upon you, and a near-death experience awaits you!]

"puff."

Today, you acted as if no one else was around, like a weak, pitiful, and helpless teenager, carrying a tattered little bag as you entered the garbage area.

["Hmm?" As you walk by, you feel many eyes sweep over you, but those gazes are fleeting and don't linger.]

You were on the lookout, casting a small spell on yourself to eavesdrop on the conversation between two burly men in the distance.

"It's not that I'm being suspicious; it's just that I'm curious and enjoy eavesdropping on other people's secret conversations."

"Just who is that red-cloaked ranger? Why are they giving such urgent orders?"

"Who else could it be? They've issued a kill order, so they must be experts from out of town, probably here to seize territory."

[You understand now, dispel the minor spell.]

[You were originally planning to find a corner and transform—no, I mean, combine into your armor—but now you need to be careful.]