"Tomorrow's City Task Force!"
Upon hearing the burly man speak, Wang Lan and the Holy Envoy were immediately invigorated.
They found useful information in the statement.
The city of tomorrow!
This is clearly the name a survivor tribe should have!
“Relax, guys,” the burly man said to his team. “They’re the humans we discovered outside of Tomorrow City. This is a major discovery, shouldn’t we be happy?”
These words immediately put Wang Lan and the Holy Envoy on alert.
The burly man paused for a moment, then laughed and said, “You guys don’t need to be so nervous. Even though you look like humans from a small tribe, if you interpret ‘City of Tomorrow’ literally, you should know that it’s a name full of hope and love. So relax, we’re good people.”
"I think these people are scared by our advanced weapons!"
The bald, fat man placed the heavy gun on the ground with a loud "thump," indicating its considerable weight. He then tapped the grip of the gun several times, seemingly triggering some switch. The gun immediately emitted a "clack-clack" mechanical sound, and then, right before everyone's eyes, it began to deform and fold from the barrel.
In less than a minute, it transformed into a rectangular rod that was entirely black, while the handle remained unchanged.
The bald, fat man smiled as he looked at the stunned expressions on everyone's faces and said, "Excellent compression technology from Tomorrow City, how about it? Never seen anything like it before, right? Isn't it amazing?"
"Stop teasing them, Fatty," the long-haired man said, putting away his gun. But his action was even more amazing. He casually placed the gun on the black box on his back, and then the gun made the same "crack" sound as the bald fat man's big gun. Then the gun compressed and folded, becoming part of the box.
It seems that the box is also a high-tech advanced weapon.
The long-haired man looked at the group and said, "Please introduce yourselves. Where are you from? How did you end up in this eerie forest? Were you fleeing for your lives, or did you wander in by mistake?"
Wang Lan looked at the group one by one and found that apart from the woman who was as cold as ice, the others, although they were holding powerful weapons, did not have any obvious killing intent or ferocity.
On the contrary, his speech and behavior revealed a unique quality.
That was a feeling that Wang Lan had never experienced before, whether it was among the people in the safe zone, Hope Village, or even the Holy City.
Just as he was about to speak, the holy envoy stepped forward and said before he could, "Since you also said you would introduce yourselves, why don't you go first?"
"Um?"
The burly man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Heh... you're dressed like a wizard, but I didn't expect you to be so wary. I'm just introducing myself."
“We are members of a special task force from Tomorrow City. I am the captain of this team, and my name is Sassa.”
“My name is Li Shuo,” the bald, fat man continued, “and I’m the team’s gunner.”
"My name is Zhang Jian," the long-haired man said at the end, and then gently flicked his bangs with his little finger.
After the three finished their introductions, they turned their attention to the woman in black.
The woman was sitting against a tree. She seemed to sense their gazes, turned her head to look at them, then snorted coldly and turned her head away.
"Uh..." Sha Si, the team leader, smiled awkwardly at everyone and said, "Her name is Nan Chen. Don't mind her. That's just Nan Chen's personality. She doesn't talk much."
Nan Chen...
Wang Lan murmured the name to herself.
"We come from the Holy City," the Holy Envoy said, no longer hiding anything, seeing that everyone was speaking frankly. "These are soldiers from our Holy City, known as Holy Soldiers."
After saying that, the Holy Envoy pointed at Wang Lan and the others and said, "They are villagers from Hope Village, a survivor tribe under the jurisdiction of the Holy City. Our purpose in going out this time is to ensure the safety of the surrounding environment, to understand the terrain, and to see if there is any chance to find survivors outside the Holy City."
“Holy City? Holy…” Li Shuo muttered to himself for a few moments, then laughed, “To actually use this word to name a city-state, huh, don’t blame me for being blunt, it really does have a bit of an arrogant air about it!”
"What?" Upon hearing this, the Holy Envoy turned his hood slightly, his eyes seemingly looking at Li Shuo. "The reason why the Holy City is named 'Holy' is not because we consider ourselves extraordinary, but because we have the heart of a saint. In the past few decades, nearly a hundred years, we have saved Hope Village from fire and water countless times. Rather than saying that we consider ourselves extraordinary and named it 'Holy,' it is more accurate to say that this is a manifestation of the support of the villagers of Hope Village for us."
"Uh? Uh... Hahahaha," Li Shuo listened, and after a slight pause, he burst into laughter. He didn't argue much, but nodded repeatedly, sat down to rest, threw the cigarette butt in his mouth aside, and put on a new cigarette. "Yes, yes, yes, I think you're right."
“Enough, Fatty,” Sha Si said to Li Shuo, then looked at the Holy Envoy. “Since you’re being so frank, we won’t hide anything either. We’re from a survivor tribe about two thousand kilometers away—Tomorrow’s City. In terms of size… we should be quite a bit larger than yours. We’re a special task force from Tomorrow’s City, on a mission to better understand the world as the anomalies stabilize. On the other hand, we’re also looking to discover new survivor tribes and integrate the surviving humans to help with future reconstruction.”
The same reason.
In an instant, Wang Lan recalled the grand and dignified words that the Final Fortress had once spoken.
They ostensibly recruit talent based on the future, but in reality, they treat living people as experimental subjects, which is extremely despicable.
But when the people in front of him said these words, Wang Lan felt a strange sense of trust, as if what they said was true, and that the reason why the so-called City of Tomorrow sent people out to search was indeed for a better future.
The Holy Envoy listened carefully to what the Sagat had to say, and finally nodded, saying, "So, it seems that our purposes for this expedition are largely the same."
Sauce grinned. "That's right, you could say that."
As they spoke, the two walked towards each other and stood still.
Sauce said politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
The envoy nodded, but offered no response.
Feeling embarrassed, Sha Si withdrew his hand and said, "Some things are better done sooner rather than later. Since we've met, why don't we go to Hope Village together now, explain the situation, and then negotiate contact between Tomorrow's City and your Holy City? What do you think?"
"no!"
Unexpectedly, the Holy Envoy directly rejected him?
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