Without having his status elevated, Yang Cheng had truly witnessed the disastrous nature of the cycle of reincarnation.
Last time during the Great Zhou Dynasty, he not only had an identity, but also memories of various information about the Great Zhou.
This time, however, it turned out to be a completely blank panel except for the identity of the Wilderness Wanderer; nothing else was known.
Moreover, the mission was to reach the tower, yet they threw him a thousand kilometers away from it.
Yin Lin, that foolish woman, perhaps because she herself is a semi-researcher, doesn't have much vigilance.
The First Clan
Perhaps because he was very proud of the tower, he didn't notice Yang Cheng's subtle probing at all and blurted out all the information about the tower's military strength to Yang Cheng.
"The Tower is certainly very powerful! You must know that 343 years have passed since the apocalypse, and the Tower is the only place that has preserved all kinds of technologies from before the apocalypse. It is also the place where technological power has grown the fastest since the apocalypse."
It can be said that the tower is the last spark of human civilization, the last glimmer of hope!
Yin Lin's eyes lit up when the tower was mentioned.
"The Tower has three major legions. The Explorer Legion is stationed outside for long periods of time, responsible for exploring some uninhabited areas around the Tower and fighting against some mutants and thugs."
My Guardian Legion is the largest, forming the backbone of the tower and responsible for its safety.
The strongest unit in the tower is the Arbiter Legion. Although they are the fewest in number, they are the best equipped. Even the weakest among them are third-tier genetically modified individuals. They are responsible for maintaining order in the tower.
Similarly, the technological strength of the Tower is exceptionally powerful. We have seventeen Tower Research Institutes that conduct targeted research in areas such as mechanics, energy, biology, and genetics.
Therefore, inside the tower you can see all kinds of powerful forces, including genetically modified individuals, mechanical implants, biological implants, mobile armor, laser weapons, and so on.
Not to mention the tower also possesses the ultimate weapon, the Eye of Hades, a powerful weapon that no being can withstand.
As Yang Cheng drove through the desert, he pondered the power of the tower.
What's truly terrifying about the entire tower isn't its individual strength, but rather its scientific research capabilities.
According to Yang Cheng's estimation, the strength of someone who has taken the second-tier Ladon potion is almost equivalent to that of a reincarnator at the eighth level of the realm.
However, since they only possess strength, reaction time, and mental power that are close to those of the Eight Gates Reincarnators, and they do not have various secret techniques, their combat power should be somewhat weaker than that of Eight Gates Reincarnators of the same level.
Having taken the third-tier potion, one should be in the middle to late stages of the Eight Gates realm.
The problem is that this thing can be mass-produced. Even the most ordinary soldiers in the Arbiter Legion can reach the third tier, so you can imagine how strong the defenses of the entire tower are.
Although the main quest in this world has no time limit, its difficulty is by no means low.
"We're almost out of gas."
Yang Cheng glanced at the fuel gauge, which was already showing a red light.
Yin Lin glanced at the map again and said, "After you see a collapsed building ahead, turn left and drive 20 kilometers to Yin En's father's tavern. It's a fairly large gathering place where you can buy gasoline."
Our company developed nano-solar concentrators over a decade ago and has already applied them to vehicles. Unfortunately, the materials are too scarce to allow for large-scale deployment.
Yang Cheng steered his chariot and finally arrived at Old Man Yin's tavern before the fuel was almost completely depleted.
Although it's called a tavern, it's actually quite large, with an exterior area of over a thousand square meters.
People in the wilderness can come here to replenish hard currency such as water, food, gasoline, and even ammunition. They can also trade, repair, and even hire people. This is a function that every settlement has.
Yang Cheng left the car outside and led Yin Lin into the tavern. Immediately, a pungent and irritating smell wafted from inside, consisting of sweat, dust, fermenting food, and even some unidentified chemical substances.
The two most obvious stalls are those selling water and food.
The water was contained in small, transparent bottles, each about 100 milliliters in size. The water was murky, some yellowish, and some even greenish.
In the post-apocalyptic world, the price of pure water is comparable to that of ammunition of equivalent quality. This water, which has undergone preliminary filtration and eliminated radiation, and although it looks somewhat unappetizing, is the drinking water for most people.
As for the food, it was even more bizarre. Some were dark lumps, some were sticky clumps, and some were meats made from unknown materials.
Yang Cheng didn't want to try any of these things. He had prepared plenty of food and water, so he only planned to refuel before leaving.
The tavern was packed with hundreds of people, half of whom were all kinds of strange mutants.
Some people are even more terrifying; they connect various firearms and weapons to their bodies, a practice known as mechatronics.
This method was devised in the early days of the Tower to deal with those vicious mutants, using the simplest and quickest means to turn ordinary soldiers into killing machines.
Because this method is simple and quick, it was gradually learned by forces outside the tower.
These people turned their attention to this place as soon as Yang Cheng walked in.
To be precise, it wasn't a shift towards Yang Cheng, but rather a shift towards Yin Lin.
Although Yin Lin was wearing a loose camouflage combat uniform, it was still difficult to hide her curvaceous figure, fair skin, and beautiful face, which were rarely seen in the cruel no-man's-land.
There were also some prostitutes in the tavern, who sold their bodies in exchange for a pitiful amount of sewage and food.
However, they were generally sallow and thin, and some of them were mutants who always had something extra on their bodies, and even the women had something extra between their legs.
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