Chapter 125 - In the name of survival

"People will think that old Bruce died of a heart attack, because he shouldn't have drunk so much alcohol. His heart, which is about to go to waste, can't bear such an intense stimulation." It was as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Do as you say, Pera, and do it well!"

"As you command, boss!"

Pella quietly backed away, and Theon's fingers moved quickly across the computer's light screen. Another already designed program immediately replaced the original system, in which Theon had the highest priority. As such, the documents that were rejected previously were immediately approved by Sean himself.

Shane had always had the ambition to replace Bruce, but he didn't do it. For one thing, it wasn't necessary, and for another, Old Bruce sometimes helped Sean out of some minor trouble. But now it was different. Remter was going to be an efficient machine, and Sheehan would not allow old parts like Bruce to interfere with the operation of the machine.

From today onwards, he would firmly grasp the power in his hands, even if the price was endless blood!

There was no hesitation in Shane's eyes. No one who hesitated could accomplish anything important, just like Old Bruce. The end result for such a person was to be eliminated by the times, turning into a corpse in one's own residence.

In this respect, he felt that he and Zero were the same kind of person. As long as they decided to do something, they wouldn't spare any effort to accomplish it.

Theon walked to the office window, his steaming cup in his hand, and faced north.

"To us!"

Sean said quietly.

Today was bound to be an extraordinary day for Remus.

At noon, Big Bruce was found dead in his bedroom by a servant. The strong smell of alcohol in the bedroom and a few empty bottles had explained the cause of Bruce's death. After the doctor's confirmation, there was still a lot of alcohol left in Bruce's body. There had to be a good reason for his sudden heart attack, and although some of the union representatives who had been friends with Bruce were suspicious, the sudden increase in patrolling in Remt had dissuaded them from questioning.

On the same day, Theon convened a meeting of union representatives. Under the watchful eyes of the Cobra Army and a group of armed men, Theon quickly took the chair of the trade union with an overwhelming number of votes.

It didn't matter if they were on Shane's side before or if they were on the opposite side. In the series of measures that followed Seth's publication, they all began to realize that Remter was going to make a big move. The new base city would soon start to move like a wheel, and the resources and wealth would be poured into Shane's plan.

It was foreseeable that Remter would usher in a period of rapid development. As for Remus, who was in a frenzied state, it was unknown whether he was a new student welcoming his transformation or a hell of destruction.

Even Seth didn't know!

He only knew that when Zero came out of Death Ridge, Remter would show the world a whole new side.

Zero is now walking through the jungle like a tropical rain forest.

After leaving Phoenix City, they passed by a short and steep mountain path. That evening, he and Monnie officially entered the God of Death Ridge, which was known as the Forbidden Land of Life.

However, he didn't expect that mountains that could make people tremble in fear like the forbidden lands, terrors, and deaths would actually be filled with an astonishing amount of vitality. Unlike the desolate wilderness, the Death Reaper Ridge was filled with lush vegetation. The two of them walked into the border region and saw many plants that had only appeared in the old era and were now extinct.

However, regardless of whether it was the short shrubs or the tall trees with bright fruits, the vitality of these plants were simply too strong. It was so thick that it was as if people were alive.

This was a mountain that was still alive.

Zero made this evaluation of the Death God Ridge.

But the name of Death's Ridge was not undeserved. The terror of this mountain lay in the death you could not see. He hadn't encountered any powerful mutated beasts yet, but they were like shrubs with sawteeth sprouting from their leaves, man-eating trees with roots that could leave the ground and burrow into their prey's body to draw blood and devour their flesh, or tiny green grasses that looked weak but could easily cut through the human body... The various plants here were all filled with desire for blood and flesh, like hungry beasts.

Half an hour after he entered Death's Ridge, he was attacked by such mutated plants. During the turbulent times, aside from living beings, plants also mutated in order to survive. However, the mutation of these plants in the Death God Ridge seemed to be even more severe than those of his relatives in the wilderness. In Zero's opinion, they were intelligent enough to make people feel that the entire God of Death Ridge was filled with a demonic atmosphere.

It was night, and the grass within ten meters of a certain hill had been swept clean. Even some roots were dug out of the soil. After being roasted dry under the remaining sunlight, Zero used them as a bonfire.

And it turned out that Zero's caution was correct. After these seemingly harmless roots were thrown into the fire, they began to twist around like living creatures, causing the flames to crackle. Monnie left the strange fire somewhat fearfully, but Lara was interested, and the animal reached out its short forelimbs to touch the roots.

When something foreign comes into contact with it, the ends of the roots grow a few wooden tendrils, then like tentacles they try to wrap themselves around the fire and pull themselves away from it. Of course, those who tried to do so had their wooden beards chopped off with a nil blade. Then, helplessly, they were slowly burnt to ashes and remained motionless in the flames.

However, even though these items looked dry on the outside, there was still a large amount of water within them. Even in the heat of the fire, it took half an hour for most of them to stop. Perhaps, this was the origin of the strong life force of the plants. The desire for survival in this jungle is embodied in the different life forms of each plant.

"Zero, how much longer do we have to stay here?" Monnie cowered beside Zero.

He looked at the stubborn child. Although Monnie didn't say it, her trembling body showed that she was afraid. Zero patted her back and said, "At most ten days."

Monnie nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she took out the dagger she had given her and began practicing. He knew that Monnie didn't want to be his burden, so he practiced what he had taught her. However, he also knew that if Monnie wanted to become strong, she would still need a long period of time to be able to survive in the wilderness. No matter how strong the desire to become strong was right now, it could not change this fact.

But with Monnie's mind, Zero appreciated it very much. Faced with the cruel reality, some chose to give in while others chose to fight. No doubt, Monnie was the latter.

A map that was constructed in Phoenix City was laid out in front of Zero. This map only showed the general topography of the Death God Ridge, and the so-called passageway was merely a mountain path that had been cleared over a long period of time by the merchants and their scattered armies. Such a mountain road was just convenient for travelers to pass, but it was not safe at all. Not to mention those mutated beasts that had yet to be discovered, even these ubiquitous mutated plants were enough to threaten anyone passing by.

In reality, there wasn't much difference in terms of safety if they walked on the Shangshan Road or directly went through the mountain ridges like Zero did. The difference was that the caravan couldn't take the zero route due to the cargo relationship. Zero could take a straight line and greatly shorten the time, but because there was no team to take care of it, the safety factor also decreased accordingly.

The two methods had their advantages and disadvantages, and as for the choice, it all depended on the person who chose it.

Here it comes again.

Zero quickly took out the Colt, then turned around and aimed at the darkness beyond the jungle.

Just now, he had the feeling that someone was spying on him. As his abilities improved, his senses became sharper. He did not think that it was an illusion. Weak, but with a faint prickling sensation. It was a kind of hostile detection. But when Zero took out the Colt, the feeling quickly faded, indicating that the person or creature who had spied on him had left.

This kind of feeling would always appear from time to time after zero entered the Death God Ridge. Judging from the frequency and location of his appearance, he could tell that the other party was getting closer to him.

Without accurate information, Zero could not tell whether the other party was a native of Death's Ridge or a persistent killer from Parkland. However, no matter which side, as long as he or it showed hostility towards Zero, Zero would always give them a surprise.

The sudden action of raising the gun also frightened Monnie, but the girl did not panic. Instead, she grabbed hold of Lara and lowered her body. At the same time, she gripped the dagger in her hand tightly, ready to attack at any time. It wasn't until Colt was put away that Monnie let her guard down.

However, before Zero could sit down, there was a movement in the bushes not far to the west. The wind was blowing now, and it was no surprise that the bushes swayed. Strangely, the shrub swayed in the opposite direction, as if fleeing from something. If it wasn't for Zero's keen perception and the golden eye's ability to freely adjust the vision, no one else would be able to detect such a minute situation.

Zero immediately pulled Monnie back out of the light of the bonfire. A moment later, two men appeared on the campsite Zero had cleared out. The man wasn't wearing modern clothes, he was only wearing a hemp dress. The hem of her skirt was painted with various kinds of patterns similar to that of a duck, and she also had a variety of colourful tattoos on her body.

The man held a sharp wooden spear in his hand. The tip of the spear was painted in green. If it wasn't for some color of worship, it was to use poison, an ancient but effective method of attack. Due to years of exposure to the highly radioactive air, the two men each had an undetectable amount of mutated tissue on their body, which appeared on their chest or shoulders like a layer of biological armor.

When such mutated tissues deteriorate further, they will compete with human organs for nourishment, resulting in human death. No one can change this outcome unless, like Masters, it is done with precise surgery.

And before they became deadly, these abnormally fat fibrous layers of mutated tissue did indeed have a defensive effect on them.

The two of them were in the eyes of Zero who was hiding in the dark, but they were no different from the natives in the forest of the old era. And they, Zero, knew that they were the mountain rioters George had spoken of.