Chapter 15 Going to Clean Up the Pickles

Jiang Tiancheng said earnestly, "Xiaoxue, Chen Luo also has a base, and he's developing it very well. His strength is very powerful, and you'll have a good life there."

"It's just leaving H City, your hometown. What do you think?"

Jiang Chuxue nodded without thinking, "Okay."

Jiang Tiancheng was helpless. Did I even need to persuade her?

Jiang Tiancheng whispered, "I suspect Chen Luo stole our food. He's too mysterious, and I think he could do it."

Jiang Chuxue said loudly, "Dad, you can't talk nonsense. I don't think he's that kind of person."

Jiang Tiancheng was dumbfounded. I was just suspecting, not saying it was certain. Why are you so agitated?

Fine, I won't say it.

There was no choice. Jiang Tiancheng didn't want to be a lonely old man, so he could only honestly go with Chen Luo.

Without food, he couldn't survive.

If people can't eat their fill, who would follow him?

Jiang Tiancheng prepared to only take fifth-level elites and a few trusted old subordinates who followed him.

As soon as Jiang Tiancheng said he was going to Shendu with Chen Luo, everyone agreed without hesitation.

Following this kind of person, isn't the future bright?

As for food, they didn't believe that this could stump Chen Luo.

Although he said he was leaving, Jiang Chuxue was very reluctant. This was her hometown.

The biggest reason her father built the base was to resist the invading pickles.

Jiang Chuxue sighed, "If we leave, if the pickles invade again, without Dad, I'm afraid it will be much more difficult."

Jiang Tiancheng smiled and said, "I'm afraid they've been scared out of their wits and won't dare to come again."

Chen Luo heard this and walked in, saying calmly, "What's there to worry about? Just clean them up."

Chen Luo's original plan was to abduct Jiang Chuxue in half a month, but he accomplished it smoothly in two days.

What's wrong with spending a day cleaning up the pickles?

Chen Luo had only cleaned up a batch of pickles, and there were still many people left.

Fortunately, the people who organized the resistance against Jin Haoyu hadn't left yet.

Chen Luo revealed his intention slightly, and they excitedly expressed their willingness to go with Chen Luo to sweep them away.

Of course, it would be best if the threat of the pickles could be completely eliminated.

Immediately, they formed a group to brush the pickles.

Before, they had also organized manpower to clean up the pickles, but it was their base camp, and the losses were not small.

Some people would even steal from the base when others left.

The pickles would also organize manpower to resist, resulting in mutually assured destruction.

Each base only brought a small number of people, and the rest stayed to guard the home.

They were counting on Chen Luo to kill everyone and avoid their losses.

Chen Luo turned a blind eye, too lazy to argue about it.

Their role was just to encircle and suppress some stragglers.

Ah, the pickles, there were big entanglements with them before the apocalypse.

Chen Luo sat in the car, heading to the pickles.

This was the border, and there was only a border line between them and the pickles. Crossing the barren border area, they quickly entered the pickle territory.

They passed several bases in a row, all empty. These were all the bases that followed Jin Haoyu, and they had been scared out of their wits by Chen Luo.

How could they dare to stay?

After packing up a little bit of supplies, they ran away.

They didn't encounter any pickles, but they did encounter a zombie horde of a thousand.

This group of zombies was starving, and when they saw humans who were about the same number as them, they immediately swarmed over.

Chen Luo thought for a moment, then used a spatial pulse to destroy more than half of them, leaving the rest for others to deal with.

Those who came were all elites, and they were fighting with more against less, so of course, it was very easy to destroy this group of zombies.

Suddenly, a zombie that fell to the ground in the distance attracted the attention of a big shot, Wu Hai.

Wu Hai was wind-type, so he quickly ran to the front of the zombie and dug out its crystal.

Wu Hai pretended to be disappointed, but Chen Luo clearly saw that this was a level seven crystal.

Wu Hai pretended to say, "Oh, it turns out it's not a mutant."

Chen Luo said indifferently, "Give me the level seven crystal from just now."

Wu Hai was shocked, you could see clearly from so far away?

Wu Hai said anxiously, "Mr. Chen, whoever finds it first gets it."

Chen Luo stretched out his hand: "I'll give you one more chance, give it to me."

Someone else persuaded, "Without Mr. Chen leading us, would you dare to come here? Isn't Mr. Chen's speed faster than yours?"

Wu Hai became anxious, "Mr. Chen, can you be reasonable? This is an unowned item."

Wu Hai was certain that Chen Luo wouldn't fight over a level seven crystal in front of everyone. It was worth risking it for a level seven crystal, which could allow him to reach level seven sooner.

One step ahead, every step is ahead, being one step ahead can dominate.

Chen Luo showed disdain, you really think I'm easy to talk to after I acted like a hero once.

I gave you a chance, but you're useless.

Chen Luo snatched the crystal and kicked Wu Hai out of sight.

Jiang Tiancheng shook his head. He was really blinded by greed, but this Chen Luo really kills without blinking an eye?

Chen Luo pondered, the area of the pickles is small, but the population is large. Maybe I can explore it and find some mutants or their corpses?

Finally, they encountered a pickle base.

This base was very large, and the pickle survivors nearby had probably gathered here.

One person trembled and said, "That great devil is here. He waved his hand and wiped out more than 6,000 of us."

A person next to him said indignantly, "He also has our pickle blood flowing in his veins, but he actually wants to kill us all."

The leader of the base, Park Youcheng, said coldly, "Invite the Guardian God."

The base had just acquired a Guardian God, which was why Park Youcheng had the courage to stay here.

This Guardian God was simply irresistible by human power.

The Guardian God arrived, a level eight zombie.

Its size was truly astonishing, reaching a height of fifteen meters.

A level eight melee zombie.

Park Youcheng said respectfully, "Guardian God, these people want to kill us all, so you won't have fresh meat to eat."

The "Guardian God" chuckled, "Then I won't eat you today. I'll eat them instead."

The Guardian jumped directly off the city wall, and the nearby ground was trembling slightly.

Jiang Tiancheng's pupils shrank sharply. This, a mutant.

Mutants had left a deep impression on them. Every time they encountered one, they escaped death, but some people had to die.

They had never encountered a mutant they could defeat. Mutants were invincible.

For example, a level six mutant. By the time Jiang Tiancheng advanced to level six, this level six mutant would have already self-destructed.

And this mutant looked very scary.

Chen Luo was a little surprised, tsk tsk.

High-level crystals are always welcome.

Time acceleration.

The Guardian came, the Guardian God died.

The Guardian fell heavily to the ground.

Jiang Tiancheng was frightened. How did Chen Luo kill it with just one look?

Park Youcheng was also frightened. Damn it, you really chose the wrong time to die. Couldn't you have killed them before dying?

How can I resist Chen Luo now?

Seeing that Chen Luo was about to make a move, Park Youcheng anxiously shouted, "I have a treasure to offer to you, please spare our lives."

Chen Luo was stunned, a treasure?

Alright, let me see it.

Four pickle countrymen carried four large jars and knelt on the ground.

"We are willing to offer you our treasured pickles."