Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 87 - 67: Newcomers, Old Hands, War of Words and Wit!
"If you’re not home by 11, I’ll come find you."
"Forget it, you third-rate assassin, after all these years you’ve made no progress, going out would scare me to death."
Master Tian waved his hand, too lazy to argue, and as he closed the door, his figure still seemed bulky and clumsy. But the next second, he leapt out of the corridor window like a monkey.
The third-floor height was nearly 10 meters.
His fingertips barely touched the drainpipe, and he floated to the ground like a feather.
Then, at a terrifying speed incomprehensible to ordinary people, he began running along the corner of the wall.
Strangely, when he ran in the building’s shadow, even if he brushed past pedestrians, they were unaware, as if his form was completely hidden in the shadow.
"Huff.."
"Huff.."
From the city to the North Suburb, Master Tian was running out of breath.
After all, he was getting old. This was only about ten kilometers, and he could already feel his stamina rapidly declining.
He glanced at the time on his Defense Communication; it had been exactly half an hour since he set out.
Looking around, the North Suburb under the overcast sky exuded a heavy oppression.
The dilapidated bungalows and winding alleys were like a maze, seemingly impossible to escape once entered.
Master Tian stopped to catch his breath for a moment, casually plucked a handful of leaves from a street tree, and flipped onto the roof of a bungalow, nimbly traversing the rooftops like a civet cat.
Soon, he arrived at a position close to the center on the left side of the shantytown and abruptly halted, squinting downwards.
Before an inconspicuous small bungalow, someone was approaching while pulling a cart.
The cart was piled with four burlap sacks.
Master Tian reached into his pocket, took out the leaves he had just picked, and flicked his fingers. The freshly picked leaves shot out like Flying Knives.
Rip.
A slit appeared in the rear two burlap sacks, and black-brown powder flowed out in a stream.
"Damn, how did the bag rip?"
The young man cursed loudly, hurriedly shouting towards the bungalow ahead, "The bag is ripped! Come help out, finish this deal and let’s retreat!"
Clatter.
The previously dead silent bungalow area suddenly swarmed with over a dozen young men.
With pots and pans, all the things that could hold the powder were brought out, and they frantically collected the black-brown powder on the ground.
"Ha... pests!"
A terrifying murderous intent flashed in Master Tian’s eyes.
The Starfish Antidote Powder contained a special crystalline powder.
Red Blood Worm Powder.
This was precisely one of the main ingredients he used for the Life Secret Medicine, which could slightly enhance human immunity.
According to the market price, every 5g of Red Blood Worm Powder required 3 Contribution Points.
Through the distillation process, 20 kilograms of Antidote Powder could extract nearly 100 grams of Red Blood Worm Powder.
A total of 60 Contribution Points!
These pests were buying up Antidote Powder, converting it into Red Blood Worm Powder, and then smuggling it to other Shelter Cities in exchange for a large amount of resources.
"Damn it!"
Master Tian muttered angrily, reaching to his side.
He picked up the Defense Communication, turned on the camera, and started recording the young men below who were gathering the powder.
Then he swiftly leapt backward, his fingers rapidly tapping out.
02110.
"Hello, Emergency Epidemic Control Office? I found a site in the North District where they’re reselling Antidote Powder, the video has been sent over, yeah, yeah, the location is in the fourth row of bungalows, houses six to nine."
"I don’t know if it’s people from the surrounding Shelter Cities. You check that yourselves."
"Don’t thank me, I’m just a concerned resident."
Hanging up the call, Master Tian chuckled coldly.
In less than ten minutes, several vans recklessly charged in from the city center.
At least forty armed guards jumped out and surrounded the shantytown with lightning speed.
Another ten minutes or so later, intense gunfire erupted within the shantytown.
Unfortunately, the resisting side couldn’t even hold for ten seconds before being suppressed and controlled by the overwhelming firepower, all the pests involved in reselling were immediately neutralized on the spot.
"Old friend, in this era... it’s not your turn anymore, huh."
Patting the sword hanging at his waist, Master Tian smiled boldly, quickly heading towards the next hideout.
These past few nights, he had secretly scouted many locations.
Those trading points hidden in the shadows of the shantytown, workshops distilling Red Blood Worm Powder, and even channels for transferring resources, he had all mapped out clearly.
He couldn’t handle the higher-level pests; more capable people were needed for that.
But he wouldn’t let a single one of the lower-level ones go.
"I’m a concerned citizen, I report..."
"Fourth warehouse in the West District, the hidden compartment in the floor..."
"The video has been sent. I report..."
One hideout after another was exposed, and soon it was 8:30 in the evening.
The fierce wind was already howling, sparse raindrops were pattering down, and the humidity of the air was rapidly increasing.
Vaguely, gunfire was already erupting in all directions of the Buffer Zone, as if sounding the horn of impending chaos.
Master Tian moved quickly, eyeing the distant Survival Library, just as he pulled out his Defense Communication, his body suddenly dodged back, and the sword at his waist automatically slipped into his hand.
Clang.
A crisp collision sound rang out as the Purple Glow Short Sword and the tool axe clashed fiercely.
The cunning force transmitted from the axe blade nearly made Master Tian lose his grip on the Shadowless Sword in his hand.
However, the superiority of materials was apparent when compared; the axe blade was instantly shredded by the sword blade, and wood chips and iron fragments scattered everywhere.
"Celestial Union?"
"You too belong to Celestial Union?"
Both took several steps back simultaneously, their eyes full of caution as they regarded each other.
With this scrutiny, Master Tian immediately noticed some clues.
Although the middle-aged man opposite him was masked, he wore an inconspicuous coarse cloth short shirt, his muscles bulging and knotted like rocks.
