Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 792 - 37 - Frosted Martial Arts School District

Chapter 792: 37 Chapter Frosted Martial Arts School District

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For the current neutral city-states in the asteroid belt, the layout of their cities didn’t depend on "city planning" but rather on where the various functional zones of the warship wrecks, initially built by refugees from the Jupiter domain that fled there, were placed.

The original city founders faced the biggest problem of fuel shortage when constructing the city. This group of city founders had escaped from the Jupiter domain, and while they included some martial artists, their numbers were limited. Just reaching here took them forty years.

Let’s just say that this group of refugees set out because the Fourth Martial God’s actions in the Jupiter domain had failed, leading to the complete suppression of all remaining forces of righteousness and bravery.

By the time they arrived, the Sixth Martial God had already fallen, and the cosmic storm stirred up by the Seventh Martial God had begun.

In the age of Homo sapiens, "forty years" meant more than half a lifetime, encompassing all that could be called one’s life story.

They moved at a very slow speed between Jupiter and the asteroid belt for many years, until they finally discovered this battleground relic forgotten by both sides.

And by the time they had established the city and massively revived the feigned deaths of warriors from both sides, they were nearing the age of the Ninth Martial God.

These people lacked even the most basic necessities like fuel. Everything else was even more out of the question. Under these circumstances, the initial city framework just needed to be cobbled together, close enough was good enough.

The city planning in the City of Ur was truly terrible. The main locations of soldiers’ living areas, officers’ quarters, storerooms, warship reactor cores, and bridge command systems were all mismatched with their intended functions.

The initial founders seemed to want to place the reactor at the lowest level, using the waste heat from the reactor to provide basic thermal energy to the residential areas of the city. However, in practice, the warship reactors ended up stacked at a higher location in the "north" of Ur—since there is no magnetic field in the asteroid, the definitions of "north and south" are based on the line parallel to the one connecting the sun’s center with Polaris.]

There was a hangar for fighter jets and cosmic combat prostheses, complete with catapult-assist launch equipment, which should have been placed at the highest point of the city for easy access for the gathering teams. But in reality, it was piled up in the middle of the city.

The people of Ur then expended a great deal of energy and resources to lay various pipes and wires to compensate for this.

But no matter how much compensation is made, the areas near the ground were always the coldest part of the entire city. The average temperature in that area was always below freezing.

For Benchmark Man, this was the worst possible environment. Those who weren’t fully prosthetic risked losing consciousness if they approached.

Even some cheap prosthetic maintenance supplies, such as low-quality lubricants and paints, couldn’t be used there.

Somewhere along the way, this area had become the de facto "Martial Arts School District" and "Residential Area for Incoming Transient Populations."

Most of the people living here were martial artists whose modifications were maxed out. Such people didn’t use those cheap maintenance products anyway.

Concentrating these individuals made it easier for the neutral city-state to manage them.

Although the neutral city-states didn’t have a "Martial Arts Competition" culture like the inner planets of the Solar System, martial arts schools were still thriving here. The leaders of the neutral city-states were well aware that the "Hero’s tactics" were about using the least resources to achieve the highest fighting power and the largest casualty ratio, which was extremely suitable for those with scarce resources. Even if the neutral city-states no longer intended to achieve the ultimate goal of "overthrowing tyranny" in the war between chivalry and tyranny, they couldn’t neglect the pinnacle of guerrilla warfare that was cyber martial arts.

Residents of the neutral city-states were more encouraging of their youth learning martial arts.

No matter how complicated the background of the incoming martial artists was, as long as he was willing to teach the city residents a move or two, they were willing to take the risk of accepting him as a resident.

This was an area where the walls were covered with a layer of frost. The vapor evaporating from the bodies of the young residents, as well as the moisture that occasionally entered the air as a coolant, would enter the city’s air circulation and condense in the few coldest spots. Benchmark Man had very low water needs, and the asteroid belt had an abundance of minerals mixed with ice slag, so the neutral city-states weren’t short of water, hence they wouldn’t often recycle this condensed solid water—it would actually be a waste of resources.

The perpetually trampled ground had a thin, smooth, but filthy layer of ice. Under pressure, the ice would slightly melt and then quickly refreeze. The ground was slippery, but nobody needed assistive devices. Gravity was so weak here that even if someone fell while distracted, the posture control system could leisurely adjust their footing and stand up again.

The walls, however, were covered in thick white frost. On some walls, enthusiasts had even left behind fist and footprints to show off a corner of their martial studies. Here, it seemed to be a form of communication among the martial artist circle.

"Indeed, this is the perfect hiding place for a gathering of external martial artists," Asgard nodded.

A group of external martial artists scattered here was like hiding a cup of water in the ocean, extremely difficult to locate.

Jeanne showed some surprise, "Haven’t you been in the neutral city-state for several years? Is this your first time here?"

"Ho, you also knew this place was perfect for a group of external martial artists to hide. The mobile cavalry would likely choose here to infiltrate. Aren’t you avoiding it?" Asgard was also surprised, "How have you survived until today?"

In fact, if she hadn’t known in advance the number of rangers in this city and had Asgard with her, Jeanne wouldn’t have dared to come here outright.

"Inside the Martial Arts School District, there might be an internal strength master who might sense the use of Gu Skill. Moreover, on the ranger side, there might also be a strong internal strength Iron Hand Cavalry," Asgard said, "We can’t use Gu Skill here, what’s your plan?"

"Quality combat," Jeanne replied, "There are several pictures, right? Just trace the records from the pictures and we’ll find our way."

"Of course I know that, but what else?" Asgard asked.

"What else can there be?"

"Fine. I thought your inner strength was quite reliable."

"Don’t forget, there were rumors in Jianghu that a woman, whose name must not be spoken, lived in a place like this."

[What’s your opinion on that, old man?]

[As for the rumors of Jianghu, I reserve my judgment. As for your tactical arrangements, I have nothing good to say. Your respect for the elderly is in the negatives.]

The two, as if ten years back during their training days, approached the site of the first battle outbreak.

A trail ran through several civilian houses.

"Wow, it was a one-sided battle. The ranger who came this time is something else..."

[Wait, adjust the prosthetic eye, focus on that wall... the one on the left...]

[The wall? There’s nothing there...]

Tumor Xiang Shan took control without further ado.

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