Chapter 175 A Favor

"At least a four-elemental Warlock. Mr. Black is indeed ridiculously strong..."

Su Lun looked at the black-robed man who, after finishing his spellcasting, retracted his aura and appeared no different from an ordinary person, sighing softly with a complex expression.

Although Su Lun had guessed that the former vice-dean of the Black Tower Academy would be very powerful when they first met.

But seeing Mr. Black cast these super-tier spells so casually, he still found it incredible.

But then again, the shock was secondary.

Su Lun knew he had been discovered. He felt he should think carefully about how to act so that he wouldn't be mistaken for a petty thief lurking on the sidelines by these big shots who came to the ruins to stock up, and accidentally killed.

And when the [Graveyard Lamplighter], the overlord-level creature, was cleaned up, a few of the black-robed figures were freed up. Two of the five who hadn't taken action, one seemed to have noticed something and turned his head to look at the bunker.

The eyes of the two met right at the air vent.

Su Lun couldn't see his face obscured by the hood, but in that instant of eye contact, he vaguely felt that the hooded man's gaze seemed to have a hint of a chuckle.

It was the kind of playful smile a cat gives a mouse.

But fortunately, it wasn't "killing intent."

And at that moment of eye contact, the hooded man suddenly raised his arm under the hood and made a gesture of throwing a missile card.

Before Su Lun could react, the golden card shot out of his hand, spinning through the air like a bullet, accurately entering the vent.

"Clang~"

A sharp sound.

The card embedded itself in the wall, then exploded into a cloud of white smoke.

Before the white smoke dissipated, an unbelievable scene occurred.

The hooded man who threw the card from hundreds of meters away suddenly appeared in the bunker.

Su Lun looked at the guy who had teleported over. Without making any movements that could be misunderstood, and without waiting for the other party to do anything, he decisively said, "I'm a friend of Mr. Black."

.......

The truth is, birds of a feather flock together.

Mr. Black himself was a true gentleman, and the people in his organization were not bloodthirsty.

After Su Lun gave Mr. Black's name, the hooded man with the card ability made a light sound, then glanced at him. But without saying another word, his figure exploded into a cloud of white smoke again and returned to hundreds of meters away.

He came suddenly, and left suddenly.

Then the guy probably said something, and all five hooded figures turned their eyes to the bunker.

But it was only a glance, and they lost interest.

They were busy cleaning up the strange corpses of the soldiers and that very dangerous hexagonal copper lamp. They didn't seem to have time to deal with this "lost wasteland wanderer" who didn't know why he was here.

Su Lun felt that there was no point in continuing to hide, so he opened the self-made mechanical door and finally walked out of the bunker for the first time in a month.

At this time, the black-robed man who had cast the spell put down what he was doing and walked towards him.

As he walked, he lifted the hood covering his head, revealing a gentle middle-aged face, naturally that mysterious Mr. Black.

Looking at Su Lun with his long hair, Mr. Black's eyes were slightly puzzled at first, probably not matching him with any familiar person in his memory.

But he seemed to have noticed something, and looked at the position behind Su Lun, revealing a look of understanding.

That was exactly where the invisible living corpse was standing.

The subtle movements had not escaped his senses.

An invisible object?

It was no secret who had the [Shroud of the Oz Ice Man] now.

He instantly recognized who this person who claimed to be his "friend" was.

Mr. Black smiled and took the initiative to greet him, "Little friend Su Lun, it's been a while."

Su Lun also went up to meet him and nodded in response, "Mr. Black, it's been a while."

......

Mr. Black always gave people a very approachable feeling.

Without waiting for Su Lun to speak, he said in a joking tone, "I've been hearing news about you frequently lately. You've caused quite a stir in Old London and Dawn Camp."

After a pause, he continued, "Now not only the official side, but also the black market, the Oliver family, the Raven Gang, and the Steam Party have all added heavy bounties for your head..."

Su Lun gave a dry laugh.

He wasn't surprised by this news.

He had snatched the opportunity from that young master Danze, and killed several Tier 2 professionals, so it was reasonable to be wanted.

As he said that, Mr. Black looked at Su Lun with his long hair again and teased, "But looking at it now, little friend Su Lun doesn't seem to need to worry about the wanted order."

Su Lun shrugged and said modestly, "You flatter me."

After the pleasantries, Mr. Black got to the point and asked, "By the way, how did you end up here? This is, after all, the middle ring of Dawn City, and besides, the 'Mist Tide' has just ended. There are many extremely strong mutated monsters and anomalies nearby..."

The implication was obvious. Even large wasteland reclamation teams led by top professionals were now very cautious about operating in the middle ring area. How could a Tier 1 professional like him be here?

And especially at this time.

"It's a long story. I was being chased..."

Su Lun briefly mentioned the process of being chased by the Oliver family before.

He pointed to the bunker behind him with a slightly helpless expression and said, "Then, I hid in that bunker for a month."

"You've been here for a month?"

Hearing this, a look of surprise and curiosity flashed across Mr. Black's always calm eyes.

This wasn't something that could be achieved just by hiding.

The "Mist Tide" was full of dangers. Not to mention the various monsters from the abyss, just the violent dark spiritual energy was not something a normal person could withstand.

The confusion flashed and disappeared. Mr. Black seemed to have thought of something, but didn't say it. A meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"Yeah... that's pretty much it."

Su Lun felt that "X Serum" wasn't exactly a secret either. Mr. Black probably knew about it, so it wouldn't hurt to say it.

But since the other party didn't ask, he didn't take the initiative to mention it.

.......

While the two were talking, the other four black-robed figures had cleaned up the corpse of the overlord anomaly and tidied up the battlefield.

They didn't even say a word to each other, but exchanged glances for a moment, and then left.

It was as if they were a pick-up group that disbanded on the spot after completing their task.

Three hooded figures left, and one stayed behind. That was Number Nineteen.

Number Nineteen was a mechanical warrior with many advanced mechanical modifications, such as iris recognition, voice recognition, and bone contour recognition. She had collected Su Lun's data before, so she recognized him with just a glance.

She walked over and nodded, which counted as a greeting.

Su Lun didn't mind. It was a good treatment to get a greeting from a cold mechanical warrior.

Now that the battlefield was cleaned up, it was naturally not appropriate to stay for long.

Mr. Black called out to Su Lun, "The commotion from hunting the anomaly just now was quite big. It might attract some troublesome guys. Let's go, we'll talk as we walk."

"Okay."

Mr. Black didn't probe Su Lun's secrets, and Su Lun also tacitly didn't ask them why they were here and why they were hunting that overlord anomaly.

He also didn't try to inquire about the secrets of this mysterious "third-party organization."

Of course, without asking, both sides had guessed a part.

.......

The three walked towards the east, which was the direction out of the ruins.

With Mr. Black and Number Nineteen as super bodyguards, Su Lun didn't have to be as cautious as he was when he was alone before.

He had been thinking that he had Tier 2 blueprints and materials and needed a forging master, but he didn't expect to run into Mr. Black so coincidentally.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to make his request for help, Mr. Black actually saw through something and spoke first, "I remember when I first met little friend Su Lun, you were just a quasi-professional struggling for a Tier 1 colony armor. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a few months, you're about to advance to Tier 2."

Hearing this, Su Lun asked in surprise, "Mr. Black saw that I was about to advance?"

"Yes."

Mr. Black naturally read Su Lun's subtext.

It wasn't just that he saw it, but how he saw it.

He directly explained, "The amount of dark spiritual energy you inhale and exhale between breaths is extraordinary. This level is something that no Tier 1 professional can achieve. In fact, many Tier 2 professionals can't reach this amount."

"I see..."

Su Lun found it a little unbelievable, thinking that it was probably some special perception ability.

Thinking of Mr. Black, who could cast super-tier spells with a casual pinch, he didn't find it strange, so he followed the topic and said his request, "Well... Mr. Black, I happen to have a request that I'd like to trouble you with."

"You're preparing to forge Tier 2 colony armor?"

Mr. Black smiled.

"Yes."

Su Lun was used to Mr. Black's prophetic actions, and nodded.

While taking out the blueprint, he said, "I happen to have found a suitable colony armor blueprint and materials, but ordinary forgers can't handle this colony armor, so I have to trouble you..."

Seeing the blueprint that Su Lun handed over, Mr. Black only glanced at it, and said with a slightly strange expression, "Isn't this the famous colony armor of Lloyd the 'Trickster'? Did you kill that guy?"

The blueprints held by those chaebols would naturally not be sold. The only explanation was murder and robbery.

"No."

Su Lun shook his head and added, "I destroyed his alchemical puppet, and then cut off his two legs. So I was lucky enough to get the blueprint."

Mr. Black obviously didn't know this information, so when he heard Su Lun's words, he showed an interested expression.

Then he asked Su Lun, "Have you found suitable main materials? Lloyd became famous with this colony armor, largely because he found the 'Tysmosian Iron Nematode'. Only special silk threads can maximize the power of this colony armor..."

"Yes, I have."

Su Lun nodded and took out a head with silvery hair.

Mr. Black had guessed that Su Lun had prepared the materials, but seeing him suddenly take out a human head, this knowledgeable scholar's eyes also paused slightly.

He looked at it and then recognized something, saying in a questioning tone, "The [Head of the Crying Banshee]? And... it's the second-stage 'Infinite Hair'?"

"Yes."

Su Lun nodded, and also sighed at Mr. Black's extensive knowledge. He actually recognized the origin of the material at a glance.

If this thing were shown to ordinary appraisers, probably not many people would recognize it.

Mr. Black: "This is an extremely rare material. How did you get it?"

Su Lun saw that Mr. Black seemed curious about the origin of this head, so he explained a bit more, "I followed a team out to reclaim the wasteland in the ruins, and happened to run into the Oliver family's reclamation team. Then I was involved in a cursed space... So, that's pretty much what happened."

In that fierce battle on Bell Tower Street a month ago, seven Tier 2 professionals chased after one Tier 1 professional, and were killed by him, with two legs broken. The Oliver family was probably too embarrassed to talk about this record.

Without explaining too much, Mr. Black naturally guessed the cause and effect of the matter.

Mr. Black listened to this story that could be described as "bizarre" and couldn't help but show a very strange expression, "Heh... I was wondering why those people in the Oliver family were so anxious to put you on the wanted list. So that's what happened."

Even Number Nineteen, who had been silent all along, looked at Su Lun with a very strange look when she heard about that fierce battle: You, a Tier 1 professional, wiped out a large wasteland reclamation team?

Mr. Black didn't continue to ask. He put away the materials and returned to the previous topic, "Now that I have the [Vulcan's Furnace Lamp], forging the colony armor will be very fast. It'll take at most three to five days to get the finished product."

After a pause, he added, "By the way, have you found suitable advancement materials?"

"No, I haven't."

Su Lun shook his head and asked at the same time, "I want to find advancement materials related to 'space ability', but it doesn't seem easy to find."

"Yes, space ability is also compatible with the puppeteer profession."

Mr. Black nodded when he heard this, but also looked regretful, "I don't have any leads on such materials either. But Dawn City will soon usher in a large wasteland reclamation tide, and many ancient relics will appear. Although space materials are scarce, it doesn't mean there won't be any. The Wasteland Reclamation Guild is a good place to gather information. You can try your luck there, and I'll also keep an eye out for you..."

"Okay."

Su Lun nodded. He had the same idea.

The information commission had been posted in the Wasteland Reclamation Guild for a month. He didn't know if anyone had heard the news.

"About the colony armor, then I'll have to trouble you."

As he said that, he didn't forget the rules of the commission, and added, "So, may I ask what kind of reward I need to pay?"

Last time he used a favor, but this time he didn't have any.

The fees for master-level craftsmen were not cheap.

Mr. Black smiled. It seemed that he hadn't originally planned to charge a fee.

But suddenly, he thought of something and changed his mind, "But then again, there is really one thing you can help with."

Help?

Su Lun was confused at first when he heard this.

A master of this level still needed his help?

But he also said, "Please tell me."

Mr. Black: "You're going to the Wasteland Reclamation Camp now, right?"

Su Lun: "Yeah."

Mr. Black exchanged a glance with Number Nineteen next to him, as if asking something, and received her consent.

He then said, "If possible, I hope you can help bring Miss Nineteen into the camp."

Su Lun: "???"

Mr. Black explained, "As you know, she used to be a super mechanical warrior with excellent combat skills, but she lacks some life skills. I think she will have a lot fewer troubles with you. Of course, just getting into the camp is enough."

Number Nineteen next to him didn't seem to mind Mr. Black's evaluation of her at all.

She, a war machine that existed solely for killing, indeed lacked many of the emotions and sophistication of normal humans.

Although she didn't trust others, it seemed good to have a familiar person with her.

......

Into the camp?

That's it?

Su Lun felt that this "commission" was just something Mr. Black came up with on a whim.

As soon as he heard about entering the camp, his first reaction was: This woman is going to do something big again!

No, it should be said that this "third-party organization" was going to do something.

However, Su Lun didn't have any curious thoughts.

If Mr. Black would say it, he would naturally say it; if he didn't say it, it meant that this matter was definitely the kind of thing that "knowing about it would cause trouble."

He thought about it, and it didn't seem difficult to do, so he agreed, "Okay!"

If it was just a matter of bringing someone into the camp, this commission was simply a D-level difficulty.

Su Lun had been thinking that his "Johnny" identity was exposed, and the Abomination Living Corpse was too conspicuous. Whether he was invisible or not, he could no longer bring it into the camp.

The people from the Oliver family would definitely pay special attention to large weapons like Black Scythe that couldn't be put into the storage ring, and even if he disguised himself, he would be especially noticed.

If he didn't bring the Living Corpse and the scythe, he wouldn't be very confident that he could escape safely if something happened.

Now that he had a super combatant like Number Nineteen with him, it was perfect.

It was good for the two wanted criminals to have someone to take care of each other.

What's more... there was her mysterious organization behind her.

In addition to the two in front of him, the three who had left earlier were a force that could definitely take down the camp.

It also meant that they had five top experts near the ruins. If something truly irresistible happened, these experts would probably take action.