Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 230 - 230 10 2 Away from Pine Eagle

230: Chapter 10: 2 Away from Pine Eagle 230: Chapter 10: 2 Away from Pine Eagle Xiang Shan and Hiroshi Matsushima soon found the resources they were looking for in that scumbag’s house.

Then, he left the words “Murderer, the Hero who stabbed Bengel” on the wall using his finger.

Below it, there was also a QR code.

This QR code led to a webpage which recorded some of Congriff’s crimes.

Then, he reset the personal sound system in the house.

If someone knocked or visited, it would use Congriff’s voice to drive them away.

Additionally, Xiang Shan slightly altered the dead man’s email auto-reply mechanism to make the auto-replies look hand-written.

These things also flowed out of his thoughts.

He seemed very familiar with these tactics.

Such methods could buy him a little time.

After he left Pine Eagle City, any explosion of this situation would only tie up a portion of the Protector’s attention.

It was indeed a method that killed two birds with one stone.

What this city was never short of were scumbags.

The “Dyson Principle” was an extremely deformed system.

Accidentally harming someone during a dispute, unintentionally causing death through negligence, or having to steal in a life-or-death situation could all lead to the deprivation of civilized protection.

Those deprived of civil protection were stripped of all human rights and dignity.

Others could do whatever they wanted to them.

No matter how cruel the treatment, it was permitted under the Dyson Principle.

Were those who lost protection guilty?

Perhaps.

But should their crimes lead them into such cruel circumstances?

Probably not.

“Fault” and “punishment” must be equivalent for order to be considered healthy.

But this era lacked that.

Therefore, there were also some scum who would vent their negative emotions on those who lost protection.

Meanwhile, the city also had a stash of hidden resources.

The Meng Hand Gang would hide a small portion of resources in ordinary households.

These resources would not appear in the gang’s records; only White Paper Fan or the Gang Leader would know of them.

These items were stored in the homes of civilians who were not closely related to the gang.

Every month, some virtual coins would be transferred anonymously to the custodians who maintained these resources.

This wasn’t for anything else but for a rainy day.

For instance, if the gang was completely defeated, with only a few leaders escaping alive, they might need some resources to flee.

At such times, these hidden resources would come into play.

The amount of resources was not substantial compared to the overall gang—just a drop in the ocean.

But it was enough for a small number of cybernetically enhanced people to trek through the wilderness.

However, those who had initially prepared these supplies had not anticipated that when the Meng Hand Gang crumbled, it would start with their leaders dying.

Xiang Shan extracted this information from the Gang Leader and White Paper Fan of the Meng Hand Gang, and learned of some notorious scumbags through Hiroshi Matsushima.

Among these scumbags, if there happened to be someone caring for the Meng Hand Gang’s reserve resources, it couldn’t be better.

[After all, storing goods for the gang does not necessarily warrant death as payment.

Xiang Shan had no time to verify the custodians’ character, so he had to use this approach.

Hiroshi Matsushima had been working in this city for many years, well-connected and clear about various underground information.]

After killing some people, Xiang Shan had collected the resources he needed.

He and Hiroshi Matsushima returned to Hiroshi Matsushima’s house.

Jader was not there.

He had taken a batch of supplies and gone to the vehicle.

Xiang Shan sat down next to a socket to recharge again.

After all, moving around the city also consumed energy.

But now, he had Hiroshi Matsushima’s place to replenish energy—and Hiroshi Matsushima had purchased some power grid services from small groups, allowing him to continuously obtain electricity.

Opportunities like this shop wouldn’t come again after this village.

While charging, Xiang Shan also carefully checked the resources he held.

Among these resources, the most important were the batteries.

They were suitable for large assembly units and well-suited for installation on vehicles.

The batteries were fully charged—the custodians at least didn’t have the guts to secretly act against the gang.

“It looks like it’s enough.

If operating at normal power, it can last three days,” Xiang Shan nodded, “That should be sufficient.”

Three days might not be enough for vehicles like mules to reach the battlefield, but Xiang Shan’s vehicle couldn’t carry any more batteries anyway.

The dust storm wouldn’t always be this dense.

During these three days, they could still gather some solar energy.

Additionally, if they encountered a group of government Houndhawks on the road and killed them, that could serve as a replenishment too.

When Jader returned, Xiang Shan, together with Jader and Hiroshi Matsushima, moved the remaining supplies out of the city.

The three men quickly arrived at the northeastern side of the city, loading the supplies onto the “Mule.”

Xiang Shan also saw another, rather short-statured Martial Artist whose center of gravity was very low— it was “Defending Justice Gun” Yuan Wenren.

“Senior, we meet again,” Yuan Wenren greeted Xiang Shan with a smile.

To save power, Yuan Wenren set most of her prosthetic body to the lowest power level.

But she still allowed her hands minimal movement to protect the struggling little girl.

Xiang Shan ruffled the little tyke’s head, “Really now…

it was bad enough Yuki that rascal followed, but you too, what’s this all about?”

“Smack!

Smack!

Don’t be afraid!” the little girl giggled, slapping Xiang Shan’s hand.

Jader said wistfully, “This is the last trip.”

Hiroshi Matsushima nodded, “Finally, we’re leaving.”

Jader looked at Hiroshi Matsushima, his tone serious, “Brother, why don’t you just leave with me?”

“Go where?” Hiroshi Matsushima shook his head, “I don’t even know Inner Strength.

What would I do there?”

“Even teaching the Heroes some external strength in the Arctic would be good!

It’s better than not going to the battlefield!” Jader said, “Why endure the disdain of the Zhao Family here in Pine Eagle City?”

Hiroshi Matsushima shook his head, “No need…”

“Actually, I also think that, old Boxer, you don’t need to stay here.” Xiang Shan said, “That matter is already over, isn’t it?”

“Little Brother” lingered in Pine Eagle City because he needed to steal research data from the Mona Knight Order to support his own sect in completing the technology that would overturn the existing theories of Inner Strength.

Now, Xiang Shan had already emptied the data reserves of the Mona Knight Order.

There was no need for Little Brother to keep coming here.

At an extreme, the Personality Mask might even self-delete to ensure the secrets were not exposed.

After all, a “Pseudo-personality Mask capable of using Inner Strength” was enough to alter human history.

With this in mind, Hiroshi Matsushima also had no reason to stay here anymore.

Hiroshi Matsushima shook his head, turned his back, and walked toward Pine Eagle City.

He waved at the Heroes for the last time.

Xiang Shan shrugged his shoulders at Jader, “Everyone has their own aspirations, no need to force it.”

Jader nodded, taking one last look at the city where he was born.

Shrouded in sand and dust, the city was as illusory as memories from seventy years ago.

Then, he shut the door of the vehicle.

Xiang Shan drove the vehicle over ten kilometers away from the city before turning south.

The sandstorm caused significant interference with the satellite surveillance, allowing them to drive unbridled even during the day.

However, Xiang Shan still maintained vigilance with external monitoring to avoid inadvertently entering into the center of an enemy’s large force.

But within several hours, they hadn’t noticed any traces.

After the first battery was depleted, Xiang Shan did not hesitate to throw it away to lighten the load.

Even though it was a pity, in these special circumstances, it was the only thing to do.

A depleted battery was nothing more than dead weight.

Their energy resources were already extremely limited.

The weight of this one battery also had to be carefully considered.

Often, resource-deprived Heroes would continually discard unneeded items during their escape.

After all, belongings are ultimately external to the body, far less valuable than one’s life.

Even modern Heroes discourage destroying resources before discarding them.

The reason is simple, the Protectors don’t need to recover captured materials.

The disparity in resources between the two sides is frighteningly vast.

Additionally, many of the Heroes’ non-standard equipment are hard to utilize.

But if civilians can find materials discarded by the Heroes, it might significantly improve their lives.

In the New World, the glory of the Heroes is dim.

However, in other places with more Heroes, even a small number of civilians make a living this way.

They look for items left on battlefields—an industry where one could open for business only once every three years but sustain themselves for three years from it.

If scavengers in the wilderness search, they might find and recover this battery.

After discarding four batteries, Xiang Shan and his companions finally encountered something other than the yellow sand.

At the time, the Mule was moving forward, but there was a small mound directly ahead.

The Mule gracefully climbed up, only for the small sand hill to suddenly collapse.

Everyone inside was jolted.

At the same time, there was a loud sound of metal clashing.

Xiang Shan and Jader immediately jumped out of the vehicle, wary of their surroundings.

His first thought was “trap.”

But, there was no explosion.

Jader looked at the small mound in front of the Mule, pressing his hand on it, “This mound is very loose…

It’s not soil, but a sand dune that has just formed.

Is there a large object buried here?”

Xiang Shan ordered the Mule to back up, and they discovered, just as the Solo Kill King said, a large vehicle two meters tall, akin to a truck, right in front of them.

This vehicle had just stopped there.

Then, the sandstorm came, and the wind-blown sand accumulated on one side of the truck.

The Mule’s visual processing system had recognized it as a normal, smooth mound, so it simply drove over it.

Then, the sand dune collapsed.

The front of the Mule collided with the side of the vehicle, making the sound of metal striking metal.

Xiang Shan climbed on top of this vehicle, glanced at it, and said, “Solar panels.

This is a base vehicle for the Heroes.”