Apocalyptic Wasteland Simulator-Chapter 322 - 317: Experiment

This tactical squad was dressed in uniform black combat suits with the gold emblem of the City of No Night embroidered on their chests. Their steps were synchronized, their eyes vigilant, and their weapons emitted a cold, metallic gleam.

Upon seeing Chen Pingchuan and Yang Jian, the squad leader, a burly man with a prominent scar on his face, raised a hand to signal his team to halt. He scrutinized the two before stepping forward, his tone assessing. "Who are you? Don't make any sudden moves and cause an unnecessary misunderstanding."

Yang Jian was about to speak, but Chen Pingchuan spoke first. "We're just passing through. I used to live here, but in just over a year, the place has changed so much. Could you briefly tell me what happened?"

The scarred man frowned slightly, seemingly displeased with Chen Pingchuan's question, but he still gave a curt reply. "We're a patrol from the City of No Night, responsible for clearing out residual dangers in this area and searching for survivors. As for your question, I'm not going to tell you. And I have one more thing to say: you've been temporarily conscripted by the City of No Night. Please don't offer any futile resistance."

After speaking, the scarred man raised his right palm, holding it parallel to his face. The tactical squad behind him swiftly raised their weapons, aiming them at Chen Pingchuan and Yang Jian. Of course, their firepower was focused primarily on Yang Jian, because the armor he wore looked extremely powerful. Chen Pingchuan, on the other hand, gave off the impression of a powerless mortal, as if he were Yang Jian's servant, though it was unclear what use such a servant would be.

Chen Pingchuan chuckled lightly. "There's no need for that. We'll go with you."

He then glanced at Yang Jian. Inside the metal armor, no one could know Yang Jian's true thoughts, but after hearing Chen Pingchuan's response, he gave a slight nod. Seeing that Chen Pingchuan and Yang Jian showed no intention of resisting, the scarred man lowered his weapon and signaled his men to lead the two back to their camp. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Along the way, Chen Pingchuan and Yang Jian silently observed their surroundings. The entire outer city was deathly silent.

Before long, they arrived at a large camp encircled by a makeshift wall. At the gate, several armed guards stood watch. After entering, Chen Pingchuan and Yang Jian saw a group of people laboring with numb expressions. Some were carrying stones, others were clearing rubble, and the eyes of every person revealed a deep exhaustion and helplessness.

"Is this the refugee camp for your City of No Night?" Yang Jian couldn't help but ask with a frown.

The scarred man didn't respond, merely urging them to keep moving.

At that moment, an elderly man in tattered clothes accidentally bumped into a patrol soldier, causing the tool in his hands to drop to the ground. The soldier's eyes widened in fury, and he kicked the old man down. "If you can't work properly, you can get the hell out of this camp!"

The old man looked at the soldier in terror, hurriedly kneeling to beg for mercy. "Please, I'll work hard, don't kick me out! There are Ogres outside! They'll eat me if I go out there!"

Witnessing this, Yang Jian felt a surge of anger and was about to intervene, but a strange force suddenly washed over him, leaving him completely powerless. It was a state he had never experienced since merging with the Clear Sky Battle Armor.

To think he could do something like this... perhaps this brother-in-law of mine isn't merely a Demigod.

"Stay calm," Chen Pingchuan's words echoed directly in Yang Jian's mind. "This is how the world is. In truth, these laborious tasks would be effortless for people with abilities, but why aren't any of them doing this work?

"Hierarchy!

"Power!

"Oppression!

"These are the principles of this world. And what I'm about to do... is overthrow them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Pingchuan stopped hiding his strength and shot into the air. A dazzling light erupted from his body, and a formidable aura stormed out from him, spreading in all directions. The soldiers on patrol were staggered by the force, stumbling back several steps.

The laborers in the camp were drawn by the sudden spectacle. They stopped their work, one after another, and stared in amazement at Chen Pingchuan hovering in mid-air.

The scarred man's expression changed dramatically. He had never imagined that this seemingly powerless individual was hiding such terrifying strength. He swiftly drew his weapon and shouted, "Everyone, be careful! Prepare for battle!"

However, an involuntary tremor laced his voice. The ability to fly meant that, at the very least, the person possessed a unique talent or was a powerhouse of Level Seven or higher.

Chen Pingchuan hovered in the air, his cold gaze sweeping over the camp below as his voice boomed like a great bell. "Stop your work. Look at yourselves and ask one question: is this the life you want?"

His gaze fell upon the elderly man who had been kicked to the ground. With a hint of compassion in his eyes, he waved a hand. A gentle light enveloped the old man, and his pain vanished instantly. He stared at his body in astonishment, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"They claim to act for the sake of the City of No Night. They call themselves its guardians, yet their actions have nothing to do with protecting anyone. Now, if I told you I could create a world without hierarchy, without oppression, without suffering, would you want to go there? If so, then kill the guards around you."

Chen Pingchuan's words were like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, sending massive waves through the camp. Hesitation and fear flashed in the eyes of the long-oppressed laborers, but it was quickly replaced by a burgeoning spark of hope.

A young man was the first to step forward. He gripped the tool in his hands, his eyes filled with resolve. "I've had enough of this life! I work myself to the bone every day only to be beaten and cursed! I'm willing to follow you, sir, to find that world without oppression!"

With that, he charged at the nearest guard.

The guard was obviously caught off guard by the sudden resistance. However, a man of his power was not someone an ordinary person could defy. Even in his haste, he easily knocked the young man to the ground with the butt of his rifle. When he saw no reaction from Chen Pingchuan, the guard's eyes turned vicious. He began to repeatedly stomp on the young man's head with the hard toe of his boot until the man was bloody and barely breathing.

He only stopped because he couldn't fathom Chen Pingchuan's intentions. To be honest, the guard's heart had been pounding as he struck the man, terrified that Chen Pingchuan would attack him. Yet, unexpectedly, the mysterious man simply stood by and watched.

But was Chen Pingchuan truly just standing by?

No, he wasn't.