Chapter 83

Zero opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground. He quickly kicked up the sand and stones to extinguish the bonfire.

The sound of gunshots and bellows was miniscule, as if the distant battle was approaching, and it was no doubt a nuisance.

There are only two ways to deal with trouble.

One was to avoid it, and the other was to end it as quickly as possible.

In view of the sounds of battle and the fact that the situation seemed to be at a disadvantage for the human side, he intended to help them out.

In the wilderness, unless it was a clear and hostile relationship, there was no need to clearly state the rules to support the same kind of people.

After waking Monnie and keeping her and Lala in the tent, Zero rushed to the battlefield like a ghost.

The battlefield was not far from his camp, and in less than a kilometer, he was already far away on the dark road. There was a group of people fighting as they fled.

The group consisted of two off-road vehicles and several carriages towed by mutated two-headed horses.

The carriages were covered with a thick tarpaulin, as if they were transporting some kind of cargo.

Go up, this is a caravan.

Behind the caravan, a dozen guards were using automatic rifles to repel the incoming Corpse Wolves.

These scavengers liked to roam about at night, and it was bad luck for the caravan.

From a zero point of view, there were two or three hundred strong male wolves attacking the caravan from the rear of the highway.

Although the caravan's firepower temporarily suppressed the wolf pack's attack, when the ammunition ran out, the dagger and machete that came from the guards were not a weapon to deal with the wolves.

After observing for a while, Zero felt that something was amiss.

Wolf attacks seem to be a little too regular. Wolves are known as social animals.

And in hunting, they show a higher degree of organization than other animals.

But now the pack attacking the caravan could no longer be described as organized. Their fierce and temporary attack was like a well-trained army.

This was not the battle intelligence of a pack of wolves.

Zero was shocked. The wolves' performance reminded him of the corpses he had encountered two years ago in Silver Tree City.

At that time, these living corpses had already shown their intelligence, and even formed the rudimentary form of society.

But now, this pack of Corpse Wolves had reduced Zero to a battle mode that was akin to a marching battle, which made him think of the word 'evolution'.

The evolution of life did not only take place at the level of power.

Incidentally, it also manifests itself in the area of wisdom.

However, the latter was far more valuable than the former, so he couldn't imagine how the world would look like when a living corpse, a corpse wolf, or some other monster possessed intelligence.

What is certain is that the space for human existence will shrink even further, and the world will then be more brutal than it is now.

Not a philosopher, much less a politician.

He didn't have the right to worry about these topics. It was more important for him to help the caravan resolve this crisis.

He circled around and silently headed towards the back of the pack.

Sitting in the Land Cruiser, with the cross pressed to his forehead, he prayed with all his heart for God's presence to help him survive this disaster.

Camber was in his late forties, but by wilderness standards he was a man of his prime.

Although his hair was already silvery-white and his muscles were beginning to relax, he still had the energy of a young man.

It was for this reason that Camber was one of the best adventurers on the coast.

Venture merchants only appeared after the Cataclysm. After the land became dangerous, there were still some rich people who were willing to take risks to conduct the business of selling goods from the south.

These merchants who walked on the earth all year round, wandering between various bases and companies, were called adventurous merchants.

In times of turmoil, other companies do not have the capacity to transport goods independently, with the exception of big companies such as the Parkland plutocrats.

Thus, adventurous merchants were born.

They sometimes brought supplies from far away that were not available in the area, or conducted long-distance trade transactions between companies, and some merchants even brought exotic creatures from the southwest to the coastline for sale.

And this kind of businessman, there will also be a different name, people call them the Monster Broker.

Camber was such a monster broker.

There is always a wonderful desire for control, especially among the powerful.

In this turbulent era, having a large number of human subordinates and subjects was no longer enough to meet the needs of the big figures. The size of their bodies always made them willing to buy some hideous and dangerous monsters from Kampf to use as pets.

Even if some of the unlucky ones were killed by their pets every year, Camber's business never stopped because of it.

This time, he bought some good goods from the southwest, including a rare monster.

It was something Camber believed could be sold for a good price, which, of course, was not something anyone could afford.

So this time, Cumberg planned to be greedy. He would head to Yongye City, where the Dark Council was located. The Elders of the Council would definitely be interested in studying this rare species that came from the depths of the Southwest.

I heard that in order to capture this monster, the adventuring team that sold it to Cumberg paid an almost complete price.

Such a monster was truly unheard-of.

However, before arriving at Yongye City, Kendall also planned to give this monster a tour of the city. On the one hand, he wanted to spread the news to Yongye City, and on the other hand, he wanted to earn more money.

As the saying goes, killing two birds with one stone.

Not far from here, the city of Titan was one of the necessary bases for Camber's journey.

Back to the coast from the southwest, Camber had been eating badly and sleeping badly. What he wanted most was to go to a safe base and have a good night's sleep.

It was only at this moment when he was in Titan City that he had the team travel through the night.

Since he was an adventurous businessman, he naturally didn't have any defensive power.

In fact, a mercenary called the arctic fox served him all year round.

These mercenaries were veterans of the war, and the mercenary captain and aide-de-camp were Adepts of the fourth and third ranks.

Although their capabilities were not very strong in firearms and scouting in the field of perception, they rarely went wrong while guarding Cumberg, so Cumberg had no intention of changing hands.

But tonight, the seasoned arctic fox was beaten up by a group of hungry wolves.

In Cumberg's business history, a monster like the Corpse Wolf was not even worth selling.

Monsters like these could be killed with just a few rounds.

Now, though, the arctic fox seemed to have been fighting for too long, and that left Cumberg's unbrave heart in the shadow of panic.

The adventurer merchants dared to walk on the dangerous land, depending on their greed for wealth, not their courage to face any danger!