Chapter 137 Value Assessment: The Struggle for the Right to Survive
Lu Mingang smiled and lowered his head, "It's a pity you missed out on so much experience. I've stored two experience scrolls for you in the box by the door."
Shen Dixin tried to put the armband on the □□ and let it kill monsters on its own.
"It's just experience, nothing serious."
Hanming shook its feathers, almost slipped and fell, and stared at her with a strange expression, as if to say, "Look at you, your tail is all over the place!"
It watched as a basilisk was shot in its vital spot, struggling to turn into specks of light. Its interest vanished instantly, the teasing was swallowed back, and it buried its head in its feathers and remained motionless.
After gaining consciousness, it was actually identified as part of Chen Qingxin, and the armband could carry it flying, with acceptable physical exertion.
What's the difference between this and a drone that can shoot?
Chen Dixin began to plan to add another camera, so that long-range, blind-sight sniping would not be impossible.
She believed the engineer could do it! That guy was a genius; you couldn't have a shop in the port without a special skill.
After clearing out the sea monster, Chen Dixin rushed to the harbor without stopping. He returned the still-warm gun to the maker, this time using the white coins that Lu Mingang had saved up over the past two months.
As night deepened, the snow, falling like a white mist, finally subsided somewhat.
The canvas used for sunshade in the summer was put back on the boat, but the increased area kept them busy for a while. They had to piece together four canvases of the same size to make it just enough.
As she looked up, the ever-burning lamp still shone on the familiar canvas, giving her a fleeting feeling of returning to summer. But the chill in her breath and the bone-chilling coldness immediately pulled her back.
Arrange the canvas at a slanted angle, then stretch the fabric taut, and your simple sloping roof is done!
This way, too much snow won't accumulate at night, which would be terrible if the boat capsized.
Unfortunately, the canvas creates strong resistance and is not very sturdy, so it cannot be set up while sailing. Many players simply stay put and hibernate in their cabins.
One of the reasons why a fleet that can purify the soul is so desirable is that it provides shelter from the wind and rain, so that even hibernation won't be subject to the turbulence of the waves.
A month after she left, the fleet system was officially opened. As long as certain challenges are completed, a fleet can be formed. The threshold is not particularly high, and almost all of the top 100 players on the leaderboard can meet it.
However, there are only six fleets in the channel at present, less than half of which have bases, let alone like the First Fleet, which is willing to build houses for ordinary members!
Yes, Shen Dixin only found out when she returned that Coffee and the others were very serious and had even held three meetings to decide on the name of the fleet... which was called the First Fleet.
When the First Fleet appeared in the chat, she thought it was just a figure of speech, but it turns out it's actually called that!
It was a bit rustic, but strangely fitting, Shen Dixin thought to himself, feeling that he was just missing a 45-degree angle to look up at the sky and make some kind of vow to better suit the position of the leader of the First Fleet.
Lost in thought, she drifted off to sleep.
"Hello, Cleanse Your Heart."
Shen Dixin blinked. Was she dreaming? Why did Hunter Blade suddenly speak to her and call her name so accurately?
Tell me your name.
Chen Dixin: So this guy can read minds.
"Hey, hey, I have a bad temper, show some respect!" Hunter Blade raised a claw and flipped Shen Dixin upside down.
Having played the cat-and-mouse game with Hunter Blade so many times, muscle memory had formed, and she almost jumped up to quickly find a place to hide.
She lay lazily in the void, turning her head slightly to the side, and asked it, "Your true form? This is our first meeting, isn't it? Maybe the arena was also acting on your orders."
"Let's get to know each other again... In your etiquette, this is how you should express it, right?" Hunter Blade confirmed her guess, and after coming into contact with its true form, Shen Dixin relaxed a lot.
After all, the Hunter Blade, who was always talking non-stop, completely destroyed the tense and mysterious atmosphere it had created as soon as it appeared.
Although Hunter Blade claims to have a bad temper, it is actually very easy to talk to, and perhaps a chatterbox. It answers every question Shen Dixin has.
"I didn't build the arena. They insisted on putting on a show for me, and I go occasionally." Seemingly afraid that Shen Dixin might misunderstand its relationship with the white-faced man, Hunter Blade quickly added, making it seem like it was trying to cover up the truth.
"You understand, right? Tiny ants always hope to have some connection with life forms that are much higher than them, even if it doesn't mean anything."
Shen Dixin found it somewhat amusing. Since her rebirth, she had frequently encountered different types of... children: the arrogant Soraya, the vain and greedy Zhanlan, and this unknown creature in front of her who pretended to be mature and independent, all like children playing house.
She stroked its fur gently, responded repeatedly, and looked at it with encouraging eyes the whole time.
"Your eyes are acting strange. Don't get any bad ideas!"
Hunter Blade told her that he went to the arena not to watch the fighting with those ants, but to find outsiders whose soul strength met the requirements. He was going to do something big!
"You want to rebel? Rebel against the system?" Shen Dixin asked casually.
She hadn't forgotten being stunned by Hunter Blade's glare last time, nor the danger warning the system gave when she first encountered it. What special plot could a villain possibly have? In entertainment works, it's usually either revenge or rebellion.
“I will both avenge my enemies and rebel.”
Hunter Blade listened to Shen Dixin's thoughts and naturally responded. He was very familiar with the various human words Shen Dixin used, and he had no idea how many people's thoughts he had secretly overheard.
“Your abilities are not very appealing.” Shen Dixin choked, feeling extremely uncomfortable about his inner thoughts being constantly monitored.
Hunter Blade ignored her and began to talk about his grand plans and ambitions, speaking with great passion and fervor.
This made Shen Dixin look frequently at the bracelet that was properly placed on her wrist. The system panel could still be called out normally. Could this be considered a conspiracy in person?
"It can't hear us; the moonlight is protecting us."
Finally, the Hunter's Blade revealed a pair of eyes as large as bronze bells in a temple, forcing Shen Dixin to retreat to the edge to avoid the torture of looking up at the sky.
"I need your help. Your soul strength has reached 60% of the standard, making you the most promising candidate in recent years."
Shen Dixin remained silent and did not respond.
What is this? The Blade that was thought to be the mastermind behind everything actually harbors ambitions to overthrow the system's rule? One wrong move and it will be discovered, leaving only elimination.
"What grudge do you have against each other? Tell me."
As expected, Hunter Blade was drawn to this topic.
“You’re carrying mermaid stuff, so you should know about the three major mermaid clans: Moonbeam, Blade Hunter, and Raging Tide. These are also the surnames of three Werners, including mine.”
“Thousands of years ago, we were chased to this planet by our enemies. Yuehua led us to escape by faking our deaths. They saw that their prey was dead but could not find the body. Unwilling to give up, they sealed this place off.”
"They've been locked up like this ever since, and maybe they've even forgotten it themselves! We can't get out, we simply can't get out! Because the seal was originally designed for the Werner race, and using it to imprison other beings is just a side effect."
At first, Shen Dixin had a gossipy expression, but after listening for a few sentences, she sat up straight cross-legged. She just wanted to change the subject, but Lie Ren spilled everything.
It turns out that the three Werners were the original prisoners of this "garbage planet," while the incongruous white-faced man and the mermaids were thrown in later on two separate occasions.
Werner wanted to escape with the help of other races, who were less bound by the barrier. So both races had traces of Werner's influence, because at that time, they truly descended like gods to protect living beings.
However, after spanning thousands of years and failing twice in a row, neither the Frenzy nor the Moonbeam could hold on, and now only the Hunter Blade Werner remains.
Her expression turned serious. She pointed a finger at herself. "Garbage planet? Criminal?"
"That's just what we call you in private. To be precise, you should be referred to as indigenous people who have no racial preservation value."
The Hunter Blade from "outside" clearly knew a lot.
"After entering the interstellar age, many civilizations will plunder resources from other places. If they encounter a planet with native inhabitants, according to Article 422 of the Peaceful Universe Management Treaty: No civilization may arbitrarily harm native inhabitants during its expansion. In special circumstances, relevant documents must be applied for."
"Your planet should have changed hands long ago. Great civilizations always have their own ways of evading the rules."
"For races like mermaids and dwarves, whose racial value is clearly above two stars but below four stars, and who cannot obtain extermination permits and whose domestication value is not high, we find an abandoned planet and throw them there to fend for themselves."
"White-faced people and humans have low physical fitness and no innate special abilities. Their racial value is generally two stars or below. We need to find a planet to conduct a racial value assessment, which is what you call 'survival at sea'. If it is determined to be two stars, they can live; if it is one star, the entire race will be wiped out."
Even the Hunter Blade, who was also captured, still took this plan for granted. In its eyes, its situation was completely different from that of the natives. It had been hunted down by a conspiring alien hunter and had ended up here.
"This is illegal! What right does this civilization have to keep beast hunters and provide them with disposal sites? They even dare to capture Werner cubs!! Do they know who they've captured? If the other Werners find out, they'll tear their planet apart!"
The more Hunter Blade spoke, the more aggrieved it became. The Werners were one of the most powerful races in the universe, and once they passed their infancy, nothing could threaten them.
The only problem was Werner's limited offspring; even after laying a hundred eggs, there might not be a newborn.
Therefore, they value their cubs extremely. If they know that someone is threatening the safety of their cubs, they will fight to the death. Even if you kill Hunter Blade, you would never imagine that it would be targeted by a hunter from another race!
They're incredibly audacious, catching three at once! Aren't they afraid the Werners will go berserk? Although it seems the hunters' plan is successful now, they're really going to be worn down.
Werner's food only appears in space. Once the Hunter Blade can no longer maintain its size, the disguise left by Moonflower will fail, and perhaps even the corpse will have to be picked up and sold for money!
Hunter Blade became more and more aggrieved as he spoke, but Shen Dixin's face remained stiff, and his limbs seemed to be frozen by the cold air.
It seems that this is how it should be; races without value should be wiped out.
So they appeared here simply because they were blocking other civilizations from plundering resources? No, it's not about blocking them, because it's easier for a more advanced civilization to crush them than to crush an insect.
Like now, being inexplicably thrown into a place like this, to engage in a life-or-death struggle, yet humans have no right to discuss it, not even the right to know.
Their homes are destined to be taken away; now they are fighting for the right to survive.
She forced a smile that was more painful than crying. "Why? This is absurd!"
"Who could have imagined! Yuehua has only been dead for a few hundred years. I miss him so much." Lie Ren didn't have time to listen to other people's feelings at the moment, and assumed that Shen Dixin also felt that their fate was too sad.
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