Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 953 - 189: The Bucket-Running People

Chapter 953: Chapter 189: The Bucket-Running People

This group of mysterious people encountered on the seabed have unknown origins. Their mannerisms are informal but exude an air of eeriness.

Yuki remained exceedingly cautious, observing everyone here.

Yet, at this moment, no one paid attention to Yuki at all.

Yuki even suspected that if he suddenly launched an attack, he had a fifty percent chance of defeating this group, leaving them in disarray.

But strangely, this group exuded an aura of having reached the "pinnacle of realms."

—— Are these guys too heartless...?

—— By the way, what realm exactly are they in?

Yuki really wanted to ask. But seeing their serious demeanor, he felt embarrassed to speak up.

And so, several hours passed.

It was Inzewei who first broke the silence. The Sect Leader reached under his seat, pulled out a small red bucket, opened the lid, stirred with two fingers, picked up a storage device, and plugged it into the data port on the side of his thigh.

Then, he exhaled slightly.

"Brothers, it seems there’s no danger here. Let’s take a break."

Saying this, she tossed out a few more storage devices.

Only Zhao Zhengxin threw the storage device back, staring intently outside.

A woman named Song Guatape shouted, "Stop obsessing! There’s nothing outside now!"

The person waved a hand, still hugging the small bucket, staring outside, mumbling continuously.

"Ah, poor folk..." Inzewei lamented, then tossed a storage device to Yuki: "Here, young brother, have one too."

Yuki scratched his head: "What is this?"

"A Paralympics highlights reel, a bit of junk information," Inzewei said. "Totally harmless. They say some External Martial Artists find it beneficial for advancing in martial studies."

Yuki pondered briefly, plugged it into the interface on his wrist, but immediately ejected it, keeping it just "in the interface." Yuki hesitated, "Is there something wrong with this sea area...?"

Inzewei sighed softly, "Everyone here once had something important swallowed by this sea area..."

The deep emotion and sorrow in his tone made one involuntarily imagine a complex tale of love and hate.

Song Guatape also nodded, saying, "This place is a land of heartache for us."

As she spoke, she retrieved a small plastic bucket from under the console, took out a small object, and continuously fiddled with it in her palm.

Yuki saw clearly; it was a transparent thing with a tiny bit of green inside.

Yuki then noticed another element.

—— Another bucket?

There was a plastic bucket under Inzewei’s seat, Zhao Zhengxin was straightforwardly hugging a bucket, and Song Guatape also had a bucket in her hand...

"What is this bucket for?" Yuki asked puzzledly, "Some kind of special storage container looking much like plastic?"

"Ah, it’s just common polymer materials," Inzewei said, "Speaking of which, you might not fully understand this, right? In Martial Ancestor’s youth, people usually carried supplies in this form while escaping. It’s... culture!"

Inzewei shuddered slightly while saying the word "culture." And Song Guatape exclaimed directly: "Ah! You said it! You actually said the word!"

Others also exclaimed, "Culture!" "Awesome!" "Just like that!" "Oh my god, this forbidden thrill..."

Inzewei twisted in the chair, "Oh dear, oh dear, this feeling, I never imagined I’d have a day saying such words..."

And Yuki was left completely stunned.

—— Ah?

He silently searched his memory regarding the content about "buckets."

To be honest, he hadn’t seen Xiang Shan use such containers to carry supplies.

—— Bucket... bucket... bucket...

That group of people were moved and touched for a good half of an hour before becoming alert again, leaving Yuki to complete the search.

Yuki glanced at Inzewei, cautiously asking, "’bucket-running’?"

Apparently, the master used specific character combinations to create this term. [Referring purely to using Chinese characters; the language used in this era is more like a super Creole language.]

Inzewei exclaimed with delight: "Wow! You even know such terms! You must be from a reputable sect in the Jianghu, right? Which sect are you from? Who is your master, a heroic hero? I heard Extreme North Red Stone Gate has been in the limelight recently and has deep ties with The Twelfth Martial God..."

"Well, my master is a lone ranger in the Jianghu, nameless and faceless," Yuki hurriedly waved his hand, denying promptly.

When following Xiang Shan, he used to call himself Xiang Shan’s disciple. Now that he didn’t know where that master was hiding on Earth, claiming to be the disciple of a Martial God was courting death.

Moreover, he indeed felt a bit scared right now.

"Bucket-running"... "bucket-running"...

The term was often used to describe "escaping from the control of evil organizations." In the past, many evil organizations, while masquerading under the guise of light, actually exploited mercilessly within. The act of escaping the control of such organizations was termed as "bucket-running"—perhaps involving metaphor, analogy, or similar advanced rhetorical techniques from antiquity, Yuki didn’t quite understand, but it was likely just a symbol...

—— Who exactly were these people before?

—— Were evil organizations exploiting them excessively, or rather "sustainably depleting them to exhaustion"...

—— Their prosthetic bodies clearly weren’t soldiers...

—— So then...

Yuki carefully scrutinized this group, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

Then, he retracts a hand behind his back, asking: "Were you guys previously... government people?"

"Wow! You actually deduced our origins from just this culture! Seems like you really know a lot!" Inzewei laughed heartily.

Yuki tensed his body, "Were you guys scientific knights before?"

"Ah, yes, yes, keen eye!" Inzewei said.

Alongside, Song Guatape added, "We were with the Galapagos Temple, under Hong C Knight Commander directly!"

Seeing that the expected plot of "you know too much" didn’t unfold, Yuki then relaxed his tense body and sat back as if nothing had happened: "Directly under the Knight Commander’s strong Order of Knights? That should be a very promising career, right? Why did you... why did you end up wandering the Jianghu?"

At that moment, the aura surrounding Inzewei diminished. She hugged her head, "Ah! That old bastard! What do you want me to do? What else can we do? Damn! Damn it!"

Even Zhao Zhengxin turned around, shouted loudly: "Nonsense! What was great about the Great Knight Order? Nothing was good! Only those... only those with connections! Those who could move around! Those with resources! That was good! Boo hoo hoo hoo..."

On this matter, everyone felt a collective rage.