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Chapter 654 - 645, The Temptation of Advanced Emetic Water_1

Chapter 654: 645, The Temptation of Advanced Emetic Water_1

At noon, Ren He sat in the car, drinking an entire bottle of mineral water while munching on compressed biscuits.

Just an hour ago, Ren He, who had been trailing far behind Li Kun and the others, suddenly noticed that the red dot on the screen of the tracking device had slowed down. It seemed they were no longer travelling by car but on foot.

Ren He had been worried that if this group left the bag of money in the car, he would be pursuing them without his key tool.

But now he realized his worries were unnecessary. These people had actually taken the money into the desert with them!

Ren He glanced at the map, and just ahead was a small inland lake. It was very likely that these people had already reached a spot where yaks might appear.

He looked up at the malevolently scorching sun, surrounded by the vast expanse of the desert. Unlike the sandy desert, the terrain here was rugged and bizarre, resembling a ghost town at night. Although it wasn’t as bizarre as the famous Devil’s City, it was not far off.

However, this was to his advantage, making it easier for Ren He to conceal himself. He opened the trunk of the off-road vehicle and pulled out a huge box from the space where the spare tire was usually stored. This was the equipment Steve sold him for this mission.

At this time, these items were still disassembled parts. Once Ren He skillfully put them together, there was a sniper rifle, an American automatic rifle, a pistol, numerous bullets, 5 grenades, and a set of yellow combat gear.

When Ren He spotted the item at the very bottom, he hesitated about whether to bring this particular piece of equipment... a six-barrel grenade launcher.

Did Steve think he was going to war? He even supplied him with such a powerful single-soldier suppressing weapon. No matter how strong the firepower of the poaching gang was if a grenade was fired, wouldn’t it scare the urine out of them?

The biggest drawback of this weapon was its weight; a single grenade weighed half a pound, and along with the weight of the launcher itself, carrying it for long durations would be strenuous.

But this disadvantage didn’t apply to Ren He at all; he could carry it with ease.

To bring or not to bring? Just bring it. If Li Kun and his men really did have a considerable amount of automatic rifle firepower, or if Ren He accidentally let them get too close, then this weapon could prove very useful.

Previously, Li Kun thought having guns on his side meant even someone as capable as Ren He couldn’t stand against firearms, right?

But what he didn’t know was that once Ren He started moving on foot in the No Man’s Land, he became a mobile firepower point...

However, Ren He thought it best to avoid taking lives if possible. His hands were already stained with plenty of blood, and although he wanted to experience life, every time he really had to kill someone, his heart wouldn’t stop pounding with each shot fired.

This was a normal reaction for a civilized person; if someone could kill another of their kind without feeling anything, that meant they were no longer human.

When Ren He got out of the car, he hesitated. He looked annoyingly at the cartoon cup on the passenger seat... To bring or not to bring?

This question was actually more troubling than whether to bring the grenade launcher because Ren He was struggling with his own conscience. It just didn’t seem right for a grown man to use a pink bear cartoon cup...

Bring it along. Who knew how long he would be in the desert? A bit of embarrassment was nothing compared to the importance of a clean water source. Although it was said that numerous saline-alkali water sources could be found in the No Man’s Land desert, and one could make them drinkable with some treatment, there were still risks. He wasn’t like Li Kun and his group who lived in the No Man’s Land year-round and knew the area well. It was better to bring his own water source.

And besides, this thing was, after all, obtained by exchanging a Perfect Level reward, so not using it just doesn’t sit well with me.

Ren He tucked the cartoon cup into his combat uniform, while the Bright Flashlight was quite handy and always kept beside his waist dagger.

Under the scorching sun, he headed towards the red dot indicated by the instrument; the distance between them was only five kilometers.

After half an hour, Ren He suddenly noticed that the red dot had stopped moving. He began to move forward carefully and slowly, to avoid being detected by the other party. He also had to be on guard, in case they had realized he was following them and had set an ambush.

Another two kilometers in, Ren He found Li Kun and his group’s five vehicles hidden in a spot shaded from the light, with nobody left inside.

He continued to proceed.

Until the red dot was very close and nothing unexpected had happened; Ren He wasn’t ambushed. It’s likely that Li Kun and the others never imagined someone was tailing them. Ren He hid behind a hillside and looked out, catching sight of Li Kun and his group setting up tents.

This place was only a kilometer away from the lake marked on the map. It seemed that Li Kun and his group were prepared for a drawn-out situation, as wild yaks in this land were even rarer than hawks, almost extinct. In the entire Karamay area spanning thousands of kilometers, finding about twenty yaks would be cause for immense gratitude.

Having resolved to wait here for the yaks to appear, Li Kun’s group set up camp directly, but Ren He was in an awkward position. If he didn’t want to be discovered, he couldn’t set up his tent nearby—who knew if these people would wander around like lunatics?

But if he stayed too far away, what if these people found traces of wild yaks and he couldn’t get there in time?

Keep in mind, if just one yak died, he’d lose his five senses for a month. What if one really died? Blind and deaf, wouldn’t he just die out here in the Desert?

Not wanting to be detected and yet needing to protect the yaks in time—didn’t that mean he’d have to sleep out in the open in the Desert? This is just...

After the novelty of being in No Man’s Land had worn off, the longer Ren He stayed in the Desert, the more he felt that the mission released by the Divine Punishment System was a trap, much more draining than extreme sports missions. I mean, what did the yaks ever do to deserve this?

Ren He even started to consider using his exemption right to waive the mission, should it prove too daunting. After all, this mission was tied to human lives.

At that moment, the Divine Punishment System suddenly spoke in Ren He’s mind, "New sub-quest: If the host completes the mission without killing, an additional reward will be granted—Emetic Water will be upgraded to a permanent skill with three uses per day."

Ren He was taken aback. Damn it, advanced Emetic Water?!

Although the stuff was gross, if it really became a permanent skill, Ren He felt... it actually seemed pretty good.

That is to say, if Ren He could protect the twenty yaks and not kill anyone, then after one reward he would get an additional skill—which was quite appealing... Say "vomit shit" and you vomit shit, are you scared yet?

Speaking of which, it seemed that the Divine Punishment System was paying extra attention to this task. Is it because the yaks are too important... or is toying with me too amusing? Ren He felt that the answer was very, very likely the latter!