Chapter 91 Chapter 107 Letter of Invitation Chapter 108 Invisible Rich Man (Fourth Update Completed)

Chapter 91 107 Certificate of Voting - 108 Invisible Rich (fourth update completed)

Chapter 107: Voting Certificate (Third update)

Regarding Bentley's question, Qu Jianlei answered naturally, "Isn't it bad that I am young?"

"That's right," Bentley laughed dumbly. This was the first time he laughed since the two met.

Why bother with other people's mechanical skills? "The younger you are, the more potential you have for cultivation, and the easier it is for you to help me get revenge."

Qu Jianlei spoke seriously, "I don't make promises easily. As long as I promise you, I will definitely do it..."

"But Ben, I want to know more news."

Bentley nodded slightly, and then asked flatly, "What other news do you want to know?"

"Let's talk about Central City first," Qu Jianlei had already thought about it. "We from a remote country are not very well-informed."

Bentley nodded again, "Actually, I deliberately controlled the news. The location and view here are a bit lower."

Qu Jianlei also nodded, "I know that artificially created information barriers... are a way to control thoughts."

"Huh?" Bentley looked at him strangely again, "Information barrier... the description is quite appropriate."

"But how can you, at your age, have such a profound understanding of the social system?"

Qu Jianlei drooped his eyelids and answered weakly

"If you have nearly died of cold and starvation dozens of times, you won't be surprised why I have this understanding."

Bentley paused. He did not think that one could become a thinker by being hungry.

But he has never gone hungry. His family has been well off since he was a child. Even if he was wanted later, he never lacked money.

Later, he awakened his attributes and had no opponent in the wasteland.

He has been wandering around for most of his life, and he is a little depressed mentally, but he has never suffered any material losses.

He was not sure how powerful starvation was, but he had seen more than three to five hundred people who had been hungry all year round.

No one can draw such an incisive conclusion like this young man.

But these are not very important. The more comprehensive the other party thinks about the problem, the easier it will be to help him take revenge.

"The central city is very big and there are many people. There are more than 10 million people in the central city alone, and more than 20 million people in the surrounding areas..."

Having said this, he was a little surprised. Why did the young man opposite him look so unconcerned?

Qu Jianlei really doesn't feel anything. Is 20 million people a lot?

His hometown in Blue Star has a metropolis with more than 30 million people, and an urban cluster within an hour of high-speed rail...

Bentley continued to talk about Central City, a hub city that is mainly responsible for managing the seven settlements below.

This city covers an area of ​​more than 100,000 square kilometers and has not experienced the catastrophe of the end of the world.

The city is extremely developed, has a high level of science and technology, and is self-sufficient in industry and agriculture.

For example, mechas are manufactured by Central City itself. However, although the inventory of this product is not low, the output is not high.

"Can make mechas..." The corners of Qu Jianlei's mouth couldn't help but twitch. It would be a bit difficult to avenge you.

Bentley glanced at him and continued speaking calmly.

"Manufacturing mechas is at the level of science and technology industry, while Ultimate Warrior is about genetic and supernatural transformation, and the two have nothing to do with each other."

Qu Jianlei couldn't help but speak out, "How many ultimate warriors are there in Central City?"

"More than a thousand," Bentley replied seriously, "There are thirty to forty thousand modified warriors, but those with attributes are the ultimate warriors."

The modified warrior has been injected with genetic modification medicine three or four times, but has no attributes, so it is considered a failed awakening.

Not many people have improved their physical fitness in all aspects, and they are different from the average person.

Qu Jianlei did the math and couldn't help but be stunned.

"If a modified warrior can live for fifty years, then there are only a thousand injection quotas every year?"

A city with a population of 20 million and a thousand indicators every year is more difficult than the Blue Star 985 test.

"Primary and secondary coverage are a bit higher," Bentley replied flatly.

"The third time...well, it's about a thousand."

So, was the admission notice for 985 dropped by someone?

"If you want to become a transformation warrior, you will need a lot of initial investment. Strictly speaking, only rich people can afford it."

After thinking about it, Qu Jianlei asked aloud, "How many levels are the ultimate warriors divided into?"

"This question?" Bentley glanced at him in surprise, "Ordinary people don't dare to think too much about the Ultimate Warrior after hearing about it..."

Even he himself was the one who originally wanted to become a reformed warrior. The ultimate warrior was his ultimate dream.

After being wanted, it took him a long time to learn that ultimate warriors were also graded.

Like mutant beasts, they are also divided into C-level, B-level and A-level. The difference in combat power caused by the level difference is basically about ten times.

In other words, one B-level warrior can fight ten C-level warriors.

Of course, this is just a rough calculation. B-level warriors are also divided into strong and weak ones, and the combat effectiveness of well-trained C-level warriors can be doubled.

But one A-level warrior can deal with more than a hundred C-level warriors.

The crushing of low-end combat power by high-end combat power is not just talk.

Qu Jianlei thought for a while and asked, "There is someone in Zhou Liu with a hand cannon, and there is also someone who can stop people in the air..."

"Did you meet them?" Bentley smiled. This was the second time he smiled, "Fighting the Snow Hidden Leopard?"

"Yeah," Qu Jianlei nodded, "He almost wanted to kill me."

"Will they kill you?" Bentley thought for a moment, then shook his head, "At least one of them will die, maybe all of them will die."

I'm so stupid... You think so highly of me? Qu Jianlei was stunned for a moment, "Am I that powerful?"

"You can set traps," Bentley was old and had good eyesight, so he guessed how the mecha was destroyed.

Then he was stunned for a moment before reacting, "Oh, an accidental encounter in the wild?"

"You finally figured it out," Qu Jianlei rolled his eyes, "I was really scared when I saw those two."

"Scared? It's okay," Bentley pulled off his hood and grinned at him, "I'll train you next."

"You train me?" Qu Jianlei was a little confused, "How do I feel..."

"You don't need to feel it, I just need to feel it," Bentley was still calm, but his words were extremely domineering.

Qu Jianlei looked at him unconvinced, "Do you think... you can really beat me?"

It is necessary to confirm the authority in the team, and the key is that he also wants to test how awesome the Ultimate Warrior can be.

"Is it worth it for me to fight you?" Bentley shook his head with a smile, "There are top students, but no top instructors."

This is the saying on Blue Star, "There are only top apprentices, but no top masters."

Qu Jianlei felt that the other party was not without the courage to fight him, but simply felt that fighting was meaningless.

Of course, once he lost, he would lose face, that's for sure.

So he thought about it and asked, "What can you teach me?"

"Maybe you have something of your own," Bentley answered casually, he didn't want to explore the other party's secrets.

But he also said it very clearly, "But what you inherited is not systematic enough, I have a way to cultivate attributes."

Qu Jianlei decisively admitted defeat, "Old Ben, do I need to become a disciple?"

He is willing to accept defeat, there are some things that cannot be rejected, he is very arrogant, but he will not be arrogant to the point of looking down on others.

"Become a disciple..." Bentley's eyes were dazed for a moment, then shook his head, "No need, just remember your promise."

"Don't worry about this," Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation.

Along the way, neither of them spoke much. Hua Xiezi drove very steadily, maintaining a constant speed of 30 kilometers.

In the afternoon, the car drove to a small undulating mound with sparse groves growing on it.

"Is this... a lead-contaminated forest?" Qu Jianlei muttered in surprise.

"Yes," Bentley was not a talkative person.

"It's a good place," Qu Jianlei knew that this place was full of lead poisoning, and even wild animals were unwilling to come.

Some mutant beasts can withstand lead poisoning, but they can only withstand it.

But such mutant beasts will be scolded by hunters after being beaten, and their value will be greatly reduced or even useless.

But it is too convenient to hide things in such a place. Lead poisoning will only settle after being absorbed by the human body.

The vehicle bumped along the small earth slope for more than 20 minutes and stopped at a mound.

Bentley jumped out of the car, took out a crowbar, and pried up a half-man-high stone.

He did not let Qu Jianlei do it, even though he knew that he had divine power.

He wanted to prove that he was not old yet.

As expected of a transformed warrior who has awakened his attributes, he actually pried open the stone despite his old appearance.

Under the stone was a half-buried wire... This dilapidated appearance is not uncommon in the wasteland.

Bentley grabbed the two forks of the wire with both hands and closed his eyes.

Not long after, the small slope in front of him shook, and the soil and rocks slowly separated to both sides, revealing a tall stone door.

There was a round hole the size of a bowl on the door. Bentley reached in and fiddled with it for a while, then pulled his hand out.

A few seconds later, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a hole that was more than three meters high and more than four meters wide.

The spaciousness of this secret camp far exceeded Qu Jianlei's imagination. The passage alone was more than 20 meters deep.

Hua Xiezi was on guard outside, and he and Bentley walked in, "Did you do this bit by bit?"

"I'm not that idle," Bentley replied indifferently, "Just catch some bastards to work."

What happens after the work is done? Qu Jianlei wanted to ask this question, but he held back.

The old man was willing to consider catching "bastards" to work, which meant that his moral standards had already met the standards in the wasteland.

The space inside was also very large, ten meters by ten meters square, and there were actually two small rooms dug.

There were also a lot of supplies piled up in the secret camp, more than one vehicle, and three motorcycles.

There were also a lot of guns and ammunition, as well as some energy blocks.

Qu Jianlei couldn't help but speak in silence, "Old Ben, are you still planning to use it as a shelter?"

"It's too heavily polluted with lead, how can I stay here for a long time?" Bentley answered casually, "I was going to use this place as a cemetery."

At this point, he sighed with deep emotion, "I never thought that there would be a day when it would be used."

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Chapter 108 Invisible Rich Man (Fourth Update)

Bentley's wealth was really beyond Qu Jianlei's expectation.

Although he kept complaining that he was too poor, he always thought that it was because cultivation consumed too many resources.

If we leave aside cultivation, he feels that he is not a rich man, but at least he has a successful career.

He can easily buy a villa in any wealthy area of ​​any settlement, and he can even consider a manor.

And in terms of earning ability, he believes that he will not lose to anyone, and there will be no problem living without worries.

But he really didn't expect that an ordinary half-baked repairman outside the city could save so much property.

"At least twice as rich as me..." This is not including the construction cost of this secret camp.

Bentley looked at him with a little suspicion, "Do you think my decades of accumulation will be worse than yours?"

"This is because I still need to practice the basic exercises, otherwise, I will be much richer than now..."

"That's right," Qu Jianlei nodded in agreement, "Practicing really consumes too many resources."

Bentley hesitated, as if he wanted to ask something, but finally said.

"Hurry up and take a look at what changes this truck needs. Once it's packed, we can set off at night."

Qu Jianlei took a general look at the situation of the truck, "No problem... Transfer the weapons."

He kept his light truck and transferred all the supplies to the heavy truck.

Bentley was not stingy either, and piled a lot of ammunition and energy blocks on the car.

Qu Jianlei felt that it was a bit too much, "You should save more, just in case... What if I die accidentally?"

He couldn't let the other party take out more resources than himself. As the leader of the team, he couldn't afford to lose face.

"I saved these just to use them," Bentley was very open-minded.

But then, he hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Where did you get your cultivation method from?"

"If it's not convenient, you don't have to say it."

Qu Jianlei smiled and didn't say a word-you know it's not convenient for me, so why do you ask this?

Bentley really didn't care, but changed the question, "What level of mutant beast meat do you eat when you practice?"

"C-level, B-level and A-level are all fine," Qu Jianlei felt that refusing to answer questions all the time was not a cooperative attitude.

He even added, "There are also B-level mutant crystals."

"What?" Bentley was stunned when he heard this, and his reaction was greater than when he heard "Huangzi Settlement Area".

"You don't have awakening attributes, so you can use mutant crystals to practice?"

Qu Jianlei answered seriously, "I don't know the practice system you mentioned..."

"But from my understanding, mutant crystals are a kind of energy, why can't they be used for practice?"

Bentley was even more shocked, he opened his mouth in astonishment, "You wouldn't... use mutant crystals to practice directly, right?"

"Of course I practice directly," Qu Jianlei looked at him curiously, "Is there any other way to practice?"

Bentley was completely speechless after hearing this, he took out a cigarette and lit it silently.

After finishing a cigarette, he spoke, "Practicing directly with mutant crystals, even the ultimate warriors of Class C can't do it."

Central City has a deep research on mutant crystals, which can be promoted and applied to many places.

For example, genetic modification drugs, and early genetic modification neutralizers.

Even those teenagers who received injections of drugs need to increase the nutrients, which also include mutant crystals.

That's why Bentley said that if the family has no foundation, it really can't afford to train a modified warrior.

When it comes to the time of transforming a warrior, in order to enhance the physique, the amount of mutant crystals used will be greater.

However, even if the awakened attribute becomes the ultimate warrior, they can still use the crystal powder.

The powder will be mixed with other substances for oral, injection or application.

This is why the price of mutant crystals has always been high.

However, in addition to its own quantity, the corresponding supporting materials restrict the use of mutant crystals.

Many substances are more scarce than crystals, so in each settlement area, there is a certain amount of mutant crystals.

Bentley means: only the ultimate warriors who have reached B level can directly use mutant crystals for cultivation.

Moreover, B-level warriors cannot use A-level mutant crystals - it seems that there is nothing wrong with B-level using B-level.

For Qu Jianlei to be able to directly use B-level crystals... Bentley's shock is really understandable.

After listening to his explanation, Qu Jianlei asked, "How many B-level warriors are there in the central city?"

"This is a secret," Bentley spread his hands helplessly.

"If I knew this, how could I be ruined by someone?"

"Is it okay to give a rough estimate?"

"Fifty to...seventy?" Bentley answered uncertainly, "There are at least three A-level warriors."

Qu Jianlei thought for a moment and then spoke, "Do you want to use the B-level crystal method directly?"

"Of course," Bentley answered without hesitation, "I'm not yet ninety years old, and I can improve my strength."

"Not yet" and "ninety years old" are put together... Is there really nothing wrong with it? Qu Jianlei highly doubted.

The average life expectancy of the wasteland people...well, it's nonsense to talk about this, and it's meaningless.

But he knows that there are many wealthy people over ninety years old in the Hongsi settlement.

More than one scavenger said that if you don't do scavenging, as long as you are rich enough, you can live to a hundred years old without disaster or disease.

In other words, it's not too much for the expected life expectancy of wasteland people to reach a hundred years.

It's ten or twenty years higher than the expected life expectancy of people on Blue Star.

Qu Jianlei believes that a hundred years is a goal that can be achieved, provided that you are rich enough.

In other words, the physical condition of the Wastelanders may be better than that of the Blue Star people - at least their life expectancy is higher.

He never thought that this was a big deal. Racial differences existed objectively, let alone Wasteland and Blue Star.

But when he heard "less than ninety years old", he couldn't help but ask, "How old can a reformed warrior generally live?"

"If you die at the age of 120, it won't be a big problem," Bentley replied without hesitation.

"If you don't refine it well, your lifespan may be shortened, but if you don't die in battle... it's possible to be one hundred and thirty."

If you exercise so hard, won't your cell telomeres be affected? Qu Jianlei wanted to ask, that would shorten his life span.

But this word was too technical. He didn't know how to say it in Wasteland, and it was obviously not knowledge that survivors could master.

He nodded, "You are not young at this age... The key is that my training system may not be suitable for you."

Of course I know this. Bentley nodded without hesitation. I have never heard of your training system in Central City.

"Anyway, you can help as much as you can. I'm helping you without negotiating remuneration."

"I'm different," Qu Jianlei said seriously, "My knowledge system is very valuable."

"I understand," Bentley nodded.

He knew this very well. The knowledge system he mastered was indeed very rare for the settlements below.

But compared to the other party's knowledge, which was rarely heard of in the entire settlement, this was extremely valuable.

At least what he knows is known to over ten thousand people in Central City.

He said simply, "I can pay the difference until you are satisfied... Do you have B-grade crystals?"

Mutated crystals are really hard to get. It depends on influence and probability, and has nothing to do with the knowledge system.

"There's only one left," Qu Jianlei took out the crystal and said sincerely, "The others are all A-level."

"The others...are all A-level?" Bentley's mouth twitched, "How many are there?"

"Two and a half." Qu Jianlei doesn't like to brag. He can just say whatever he can, isn't that good?

If you brag, if it blows up, you will have to bear the consequences yourself. The key is that the club will die.

"This is pretty awesome," Bentley said expressionlessly, "I only have nine A-levels in total."

Would you use the word "only" at all? Qu Jianlei nodded, "What about Class B?"

"There are only thirty-two," Bentley spread his hands and said helplessly, "I have used a lot."

"I'm stupid..." Qu Jianlei couldn't help but mutter, "'Only thirty-two'? My family has the conditions."

"I'll give you ten," Bentley replied without hesitation, "that's the difference."

"I'll buy it at a high price," Qu Jianlei would not make a promise, "I can try my best to help you, but I can't guarantee the results."

Bentley had no intention of arguing with him. He just said that the resources should be used on the team, and there was no need to make such a clear distinction.

He wasn't stingy to begin with, and he had been accumulating supplies. Wasn't it just for times like this?

"Can you show me your cultivation method?"

"It's not very convenient," Qu Jianlei replied sternly, "Show me your method and I'll see if I can help you improve it."

"You... help me improve?" Bentley was not generally suspicious of this statement.

He is very willing to believe the other party, including directly using mutant crystals to practice.

But improving the cultivation methods... is it possible given your age and cognitive ability?

"There is indeed a problem of trust," Qu Jianlei nodded, "but my cultivation method may not be suitable for you."

Inconvenience is one obstacle, mismatch is another.

You have been practicing for so long. Do you think it is appropriate to change your practice method now?

Bentley was not stupid at all, and he had a clear understanding of the world. He thought for a moment and then nodded simply.

"That's okay. Anyway, I didn't intend to hide my method from you... and I even had to train you specially."

Then he turned around and pulled out a shabby-looking bag from under the table next to him, "This is the technique I collected."

Qu Jianlei bent down and weighed the bag, and asked in surprise, "So many?"

How many people has this old man killed?

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