radicalducati Chapter 2 The Invasion of the Wandering Army
Chapter 2 The Invasion of the Wandering Army
A fruit with an aggressive, lightning-like appearance, entirely golden in color, and branches covered with lightning-shaped branches, comes into view.
Besides being shocked, Shi Yuan was also reminded of Enel's god-like demeanor on Skypiea in the anime.
If it weren't for the protagonist's unreasonable behavior, Enel's almost unbeatable abilities would make him a top-tier player.
Shi Yuan suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
He cried, suffered, and struggled for a month after being transported to the wasteland.
As a true and upright citizen of Earth.
Under the protection of his motherland, most of the harsh environments he witnessed came from television and movies.
I have never experienced it firsthand.
Unspeakable whispers at night, the roars of strange beasts, attacks by wandering armies, scarce resources, scenes of people abandoning their dignity for a sausage, and the corpses of elderly people and children starving to death and left unattended.
Each scene was impacting his worldview.
It also constantly reminds Shi Yuan that he can never go back to Blue Star.
His core strength was not as great as that of other transmigrators.
If the recycling system hadn't appeared, giving him a glimmer of hope to survive, he would most likely have chosen to commit suicide and end it all.
Wiping away the stinging tears that had welled up in his eyes, Shi Yuan picked up the lightning bolt-shaped fruit, a resolute glint in his eyes.
Gollum~
It doesn't taste disgusting like it does in anime; instead, it tastes like a fruit that has no flavor at all.
After swallowing the entire Rumble-Rumble Fruit.
The next second, the power of the Devil Fruit exploded in Jigen's abdomen, causing him to writhe on the ground in excruciating pain.
"Anime has ruined me!"
Everyone else finishes eating it without any problems, but when it's his turn, it's like he's swallowed poison!
Fortunately, the pain lasted only a short time. Once it subsided, Shi Yuan stood up again and looked at his hands.
Crackling sound~
Crackling sound~
Blue lightning bolts danced between his hands.
The air produces a faint popping sound when it is burned by an electric current.
Shi Yuan clenched his fists instinctively, and fine electric sparks instantly surrounded his body.
He gently raised his hand, and a dazzling ball of electricity condensed at his fingertips.
Dispersing the electric ball between his fingers, Shi Yuan exhaled a breath of stale air.
Through practice, Toki discovered that the version of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit he ate was a bit low-grade.
First, it cannot be elementalized.
Elementalization is a standard feature of Logia-type Devil Fruits.
He can't.
Second, releasing the power of lightning will excessively consume physical strength.
Third, Enel is unable to use most of his abilities in the anime.
Only basic lightning release and shaping.
But for Shi Yuan at present, it's enough to eke out a living in this post-apocalyptic wasteland.
Return to the repair function of the recycling system.
Shi Yuan felt a chill run down his spine.
This system is too magical.
He thought the repair meant restoring the damaged source core to a complete, energy-free state.
Unexpectedly, fixing the bug revealed a problem. Was it a feature inherent to the system, or was it always like that?
If this isn't a bug, wouldn't finding broken source cores of other attributes later allow you to create a Flame-Flame Fruit? A Magma-Magma Fruit? Or a Mud-Mud Fruit with the Earth attribute?
Shi Yuan became more and more excited as he thought about it. He picked up the can of alien beast meat from the ground, pulled up the ring, pinched a piece of marinated alien beast meat between his two fingers, and put it in his mouth.
It tastes like expired pickled chicken feet.
No matter how unpalatable it was, Shi Yuan couldn't bear to spit it out; it was a rare treat of meat in a month.
"who!"
Just as Shi Yuan was enjoying himself, he noticed two pairs of eyes peering through the gap in the tent flap and instantly became alert.
Immediately afterwards, a little boy with disheveled hair and a face that hadn't been bathed for months walked in, his longing eyes fixed on the can of food in his hand.
The little boy was being led by a skinny girl who was also staring at his canned food with drool.
Shi Yuan had seen the two children. Their father had been killed in an attack by the wandering army half a month ago, and their mother had been kidnapped.
It's highly likely they won't be coming back.
While the wandering army is called an army, Shi Yuan sees them more as a group of thugs who have lost their humanity and have no moral bottom line, relying solely on plunder and violence.
But then again, he has no right to criticize the actions of the wandering army.
He was just lucky to be in the Survivor League.
If you were to transmigrate to the side of the wandering army, you would most likely abandon your so-called moral bottom line in order to survive.
In this wasteland filled with despair, there is a saying that has been passed down for a long time.
Aggression is for better survival!
"Want some?"
Shi Yuanming asked the question knowing the answer already.
After a month of immersion, he became well aware of the scarcity of resources in the wasteland environment.
No one gives alms or pities others for no reason, unless that person is sick.
There are many children like this in refugee camps, and they starve to death everywhere.
The little boy nodded, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, but he overcame his fear for the sake of food.
"I can give you food, but you have to do me a favor."
Shi Yuan ultimately couldn't shake off that damned pity in his heart.
The little boy took a step back, his expression fierce, and then asked in a frightened voice, "Wh...what kind of help...?"
"Collect some trash."
"Damaged or broken items related to weapons, such as broken firearms and unusable grenades."
"Of course, the rotting flesh of strange beasts would be even better."
"That's...that's all?"
In the boy's memory, there were many garbage mountains to the north, but he had to avoid the garbage station manager.
Shi Yuan turned around, lifted the curtain on the ground, and dug out the three pieces of dry bread that had been buried earlier.
He handed the two pieces to the boy.
"This is an advance payment for your services."
The little boy's eyes lit up when he saw the bread. He took it and first stuffed a slice to the skinny girl's mouth, then quickly put the other slice into his own mouth.
Seeing the two of them wolfing down their food, Shi Yuan sighed, got up, poured the water from the kettle into two old jars, and handed them to them.
"Drink it, don't choke."
The two took the drinking water and drank it all in one gulp, still wanting more.
"I want to eat meat. Show me what I want tomorrow."
Shi Yuan didn't forget to remind the little boy in front of him.
The little boy nodded emphatically and introduced himself: "My name is A-Liang, Liang as in kind. This is my younger sister, Xiao-Guang."
Shi Yuan frowned, just about to say that the two names were not good, when suddenly warning whistles sounded all around.
As the number of whistles increased to 10, Shi Yuan realized that the wandering army was up to cause trouble again.
If the number of whistles reaches 15, it indicates an invasion by alien beasts.
"Quick, hide!"
After warning the two children, Shi Yuan rushed out of the refugee camp and headed towards the designated assembly point.
The alliance has a rule: when the wandering army attacks, all refugees in the city, except for children and the elderly, must unconditionally go to the outside world to provide support.
If the city patrols discover that no support action has been taken, they will be punished afterwards, branded, and expelled from all cities protected by the Survivor Alliance.
The refugee camp was the closest place to the outside of the city.
Although Shi Yuan successfully applied for the job as a cleaner, he was still a refugee and had to go to the front line.
Those who wish to transition from refugee status to urban resident must make contributions.
The contribution metrics are very simple and straightforward.
If you successfully kill 10 rogue soldiers and cut off their left ears.