Chapter 27 Pixis Collection

"Ride on my beloved small motorcycle, it will never~traffic jam"

Ren hummed a ditty all the way, and ran for hundreds of kilometers across the wasteland, without seeing any imperial cavalry behind him.

I have to say that the shape of this steam motorcycle looks very strange, but the user experience is extremely good.

The three-meter-diameter double-layer big wheel has a super-balanced suspension system, which not only ensures speed, but also enables this single-wheeled iron grunt to have extremely high stability and safety on the complex terrain of the wilderness.

Even if the ground is uneven, this thing can be like a "rolling hoop". The beauty of the big ring wheel design is that as long as the rider maintains a good balance, it will never overturn.

Moreover, the inner circle is also set with a balance seat that changes rapidly with gravity, which can keep the riders' postures in a horizontal position at all times, and also prevent the ballistic trajectory of the two six-wheeled muskets loaded on the locomotive from deviating too much from the bull's-eye.

Of course, riding this kind of steam locomotive requires a high level of physical fitness for the knight, otherwise it would be those difficult acrobatic moves that can kill people alive.

The steam locomotive galloped across the boundless wilderness. Never since Ren crossed over, could he feel as comfortable and free as he is now.

The depression that had accumulated in my heart for more than a year was blown away by the strong wind, and turned into a passing cloud.

For the first time, he felt a kind embrace from this mysterious new world.

Only with "freedom" can life truly have a sense of expectation.

However, this is just the beginning.

Chuck, tug, tug.

The sound of the boiler stopped abruptly.

After riding for hundreds of kilometers, the steam boiler of the motorcycle went out.

Lane had to stop, check it out, and the car was in good condition.

"Steam motorcycles actually use solid fuel?"

Only then did he discover that the motorcycle was not using fuel, but a solid fuel called "high-burning coal".

Compared with ordinary coal, the same volume of "high-combustion coal" can provide hundreds of times the combustion energy.

But its output is rare, and it belongs to the rare associated ore in the coal seam. Often, only a piece of "high-combustion coal" the size of a longan can be dug out of thousands of tons of ordinary coal mines.

When Renn was in the "Weasel Phantom Thieves" before, he had seen old people snatch this kind of thing.

One piece is worth several thousand lisos, and those with high purity are worth tens of thousands more. It is an extremely expensive and rare energy source.

This "high-burning coal" is also a strategic resource officially controlled by the two empires of Omar and Sid, and is rarely used for civilian use.

At this moment, the high-burning coal in the miniature boiler of the steam locomotive has been exhausted, and Ren has no backup, so he can only get down and walk.

Fortunately, the ten cubic meters of space carried by the "Intellectual Brain" can completely accommodate this locomotive.

Otherwise, he can only discard this good thing on the wasteland.

As night fell, the heavy fog that must come every night came as promised, covering the entire ice ridge wasteland.

The wilderness at night is the most dangerous time.

All kinds of nocturnal beasts began to come out of their lairs, looking for food on the wasteland.

Human beings without the protection of the mechanical city are the favorite prey of the predatory monsters.

Thick fog and night, the visibility is extremely low, occasionally in a dense fog area, you can't see your fingers.

In order to survive, the monsters in the wasteland have evolved a sharper sense of smell and hearing for hundreds of millions of years. They are keenly aware of the smell and sound of their prey in the mist. They are like assassins who are born to sneak. After quietly approaching their prey, they will explode when the prey is not aware of it, and bite off the neck of the wilderness traveler.

"Probably no one would be idle and chase hundreds of kilometers to catch me, a little shrimp."

Ren stood on a high hill and observed for a while, making sure that the surrounding area was safe.

He didn't dare to violate the "nocturnal taboo" of wilderness walking, but planned to build a simple camp for the night.

Not to mention that he is an [awakened person] who has just broken through the first-level gene lock, even a third-level [demon hunter] is unwilling to travel alone in the mist at night.

There is a proverb circulating in this world: There is a "great terror" hidden in the thick fog of the night, and travelers in foreign lands will lose their way and fall into the abyss

The place outside the steel castle has always been the hunting ground for monsters, and they are the masters of the wasteland.

There are countless terrifying creatures hidden in the dark mist, such as jackals, ghost spiders, earth brown bears, and earth dragons.

Ren has learned the common sense of wilderness survival in the new training group, and he knows that "flame" is the best way to dispel the fog and most of the nocturnal monsters.

He built a temporary camp, then found some dry bushes, and lit a bonfire beside the camp.

In the silent wilderness night, the surroundings were eerily quiet.

The light of the fire gave Ren the only comfort, and the warmth dispelled the wet fog.

He ate some dry food, and then estimated his itinerary and destination for tomorrow: "The nearest large human gathering place should be 'Snow Eagle Fort', at least a thousand kilometers to the east. I hope it's still there , without migration."

Ryan prayed.

"Snow Eagle Castle" is a small city with a population of more than 100,000.

Three months ago, the "Weasel Squad" passed by there, and Rennes took down its approximate coordinates for the escape route.

But the cities in this world are all mobile and have no fixed place, and he is not sure that the city is still in its original location.

Because the operation of the Steam Machinery City requires a huge amount of energy—coal!

On the Ice Ridge Wasteland, the long-distance energy transportation lines are very vulnerable to attacks by phantom thieves and monsters.

Therefore, human cities are always near resource points, coal mines, timber, salt and various metal mining areas

Where there are resources, there are human gathering points.

When the resources are exhausted, the city will move, like a shepherd, looking for the next resource-rich area to stay.

"If all goes well, it will take at least five days to get there. I hope these few nights can pass safely."

Beside the bonfire, the blazing fire illuminated a resolute face.

Ren chewed on the black bread, thinking about his "new life" in the future.

Only by finding a human stronghold can he plan the next arrangement.

Now escaped from the Phantom Thieves and regained his freedom. He planned to find a human gathering point first, spend some money to forge a new identity, and start a new life.

Moreover, he still has a few things that need to be resolved as soon as possible.

Those "blood nematodes" in the body are always a hidden danger, and he wants to find some senior doctors to find a way to solve this problem completely.

Moreover, the translation of the "Munkel text" also needs to be put on the agenda. Now that he has advanced to the extraordinary level, he also urgently needs a good method of genetic origin cultivation;

As for the map to the wreckage of the airship left by Baron Morin, it is not necessary to consider it for the time being. Judging from the situations described in Mo Lin's diary, Ren felt that he had to break through at least the second-order genetic lock to be able to protect himself, so he considered exploring it again.

The night was so quiet that it was almost terrifying.

After thinking about it, Ren found out the storage ring in his pocket again.

This is the one I got from killing Pixis today.

Take a look, it's another big harvest!

Potion masters are indeed the most endowed small group of people.

Although the items in this storage ring do not look as valuable as those left by Baron Morin, Pixis has been in the Phantom Thieves for three years after all, and has accumulated a lot of strange materials and treasures in his hands.

For example, the collection in front of me.

The work of "Plimo", the only master-level blacksmith in the Omar Empire.

"Is this a sophisticated surgical suit hand-forged by 'Master Primo' in the imperial capital of Omar?"

Ren didn't look at the medicinal formulas, but was immediately attracted by the set of sophisticated surgical instruments that looked silver.

Various types of scalpels, vascular forceps, tweezers, and hacksaws. There are hundreds of them.

The handle of each instrument is beautifully engraved with an engraved pattern and the initials of "Master Primo".

This is the legendary top-notch surgical instrument, forged from Mithril and Haytham alloy, with perfect craftsmanship at the level of art

He remembered that in Mo Lin's diary, he once wished for such a set of "luxury" surgical instruments, but he had never bought such a set even as a baron. This Pixis actually collected a set?

Probably stolen goods.

"I just want to be a doctor in the future, and this set of tools seems to be quite handy."

Ren played with it for a while, and couldn't put it down.

The equipment has two inscriptions of enchantment [Toughness] and [Sharpness], which are very strong and sharp.

At least, using this scalpel to cast [Cut Throat] on the enemy, he doesn't have to worry about the blade breaking off.

And the surprise is more than that.

At this time, Ryan actually discovered that Pixis's storage ring contained a set of metal exoskeleton steam mechanical power arms!

"Hey, good stuff!"

Thanks to 'Grandpa Buffalo' for the 1,000 coins, and the two book friends 'Mu-Zhen-Mu' for their support. thank you~