Chapter 137 - Undercurrent (Upper)
Lankey lay on the raft, which was drifting along the water. The river flowed at a moderate speed, carrying the raft along the water route for more than a hundred kilometers.
There was still a long way to go, almost five hundred kilometers of the river. According to the river's constant flow, Lan Qi would need at least three days before he could reach the downstream region. He would set up a careful trap there, and if Zero didn't die, then Lange would snipe at him downstream.
The bald eagle closed his eyes and placed the sniper rifle, "Raging Eagle", on his chest. Lan Qi crossed his hands over the cold spear's body. His breathing was faint, and his heartbeat had slowed to a breaking point. This caused the temperature of his body to drop to an unimaginable level, similar to the temperature of the river. This was something Lange had learned from his five years in the Southwest. He had used a special breathing technique to reduce all the vital functions of his body, in order to avoid the perception of certain deadly creatures.
During the turbulent times, at least seventy percent of the one hundred mutated organisms possessed the ability to sense heat. This was an ability to transform due to the need for survival. After all, for mutated beasts, the most delicious food were humans. Humans, on the other hand, have a higher body temperature. It was only natural to evolve the ability to sense heat in order to capture them.
The body that Lan Qi had learned had allowed him to escape the attacks of many mutated creatures. So even though he knew that the Lamarsson River was not calm, he still dared to raft down the river and go down the river because he was confident in his own abilities.
In fact, everything was exactly as Lange had expected.
To the giant toothed fishes, the largest mutant fish in the Lamarson River, it was just some lifeless wood that drifted across the surface. Even though these pieces of wood were intentionally tied together, they were still wood. They would not turn into fresh meat just because they were tied together. Therefore, the Giant Tusk Fish didn't care at all, not to mention that with their minuscule brain size, they were unable to understand what this artificial raft represented.
As for crocodiles with three horns on their heads, they looked like the mutated crocodiles of ancient horned dragons. Unless they had no food to eat, they did not want to attack humans. These guys were much smarter than the giant toothed fish. The crocodiles knew that humans were far more difficult to deal with than the giant toothed fish that were everywhere in the river. Even if it wasn't those troublesome humans that had the ability, or the aboriginal tribes that lived in the Deathgod Ridge, the crude weapons they made themselves could injure or even kill Horned Crocodiles.
Although humans were indeed very delicious, the more lazy horned crocodiles were more willing to take action against the group of Giant Tusk fishes. As a result, even if a group of trident crocodiles were lying on the riverbank, closed their eyes and dozed off. When Lan Qi's raft passed by, they only raised their turbid triangular eyes and lazily glanced at it before continuing their sleep.
The entire journey was very peaceful, until a shocking explosion suddenly occurred in the direction of Death Canyon.
Lan Qi, who had his eyes closed, first felt the intense light. He opened his eyes just in time to see a corner of the night sky dyed red. Only after that did a thunderous boom sound out from afar. Lan Qi immediately looked in the direction of the explosion. In the distance, a fiery cloud suddenly rose from Death Canyon. The fiery clouds converged and then exploded on both sides.
As a result, a clear line of fire appeared in Lan Qi's eyes. The line of fire had nearly ignited the entire Death Canyon. The loud sound of the explosion, accompanied by the strong gale caused by the shockwave, swept through more than half of the Death God Ridge, completely shattering this quiet night.
The vibrations from the great explosion in Death Canyon soon spread to the Lamarson River, where the river bed vibrated and the river boiled, making the giant toothed fishes in the middle of the river go berserk. The fishes, all the size of kittens, leaped out of the river in groups, and then fell into the water in waves. Hunger and irritability made the giant toothed fish turn red in the eyes, and even they hissed at each other in the air and in the water.
The giant toothed fish's body was not small, and its head was especially large. A row of canine teeth was placed on their upper jaws, and the jaws of the mutated fish had a row of teeth that matched the teeth above, so that they could be taken in when the giant toothfish closed its jaws. However, when they bit their prey, the giant fangs of the upper jaw and the fine fangs of the lower jaw would complement each other. In front of the hundred kilograms of bite power of the giant toothed fish, any prey would be easily ripped apart.
However, the giant toothed fish's bite wasn't something that had never happened before. These mutated fish that were prone to nerves would usually provoke and bite each other when they were free, not to mention that the explosion from Death Canyon had turned them berserk. As a result, the Lamarsson River, which was already restless, became even more chaotic.
One could see the undercurrents as the giant toothed fishes bit each other. The undercurrents affected the normal flow of the river, causing the raft Lan Qi was on to become unstable. Lan Qi, who had been awakened by the explosion, could no longer maintain his strange breathing. As a result, the heat in his body gradually took shape.
Some of the giant toothed fishes that were not involved in the fighting discovered the heat energy of the creatures on the river.
As the firelight from the sky shone down on the surface of the Lamarson River, Lankey saw shadows moving back and forth near his raft. He realized that trouble was coming!
Far away in the northern lands, more than four thousand kilometers away from the Death Reaper's territory, in the Blue Ridge Mountain Range, a few hundred kilometers of forest had been cleared away. A modern industrial city was built on top of the cleared mountain ridges. The surrounding area of the city was surrounded by a ten meter high metal wall. Except for an entrance facing a man-made road on the mountain ridges, no other places were allowed to pass through.
Every hundred meters, there would be a cannon tower, and every cannon tower had ten soldiers stationed there. This was to build the basic defensive strength of the city.
The cities they protected had water processing plants, logging plants, processing plants, weapons processing plants, and even an army training ground. The modern city had no residential areas at all, and every inch of the city was put into the most efficient operation. The city was not built for people to live in, its main function was to dig up wood resources, produce equipment and weapons, and then sell them to the lower cities or bases in order to make huge profits.
The city was an efficient factory all night, and a circular square was developed in the center of the city. The square was made of white stone and brick, but in the middle of the square, golden and dark green bricks formed the shape of a tulip. It was the coat of arms of the Parkland Merchants, and a building that stood sixteen stories high in the square had the office and residence of an important member of the Parkland family.
It was already daytime. As the sun shone through the clouds of radiation and fell upon the city, the factories in the city began to move. In the training field, the private troops belonging to the Parkland family began to gather, and under the order of the instructor, began the training for the next day.
At the very top of the building, when the huge quartz clock upstairs pointed to nine o'clock, Saurun was awakened by the butler, who then forbade him to come to the sixteenth floor of the building.
This floor was owned by the head of the Parkland family. Today, old Brent wanted to meet his favorite grandson, Saurun. But what Sauron didn't know was that in old Brent's office, a problem was waiting for him.