Chapter 279

Tie Tu walked out of the abandoned air-raid shelter.

The acid rain hit his mechanical half-body, emitting a fine sound.

He looked down at his palm, the mechanical arm that originally required a Tier 4 energy-gathering engine to drive could now operate freely just by relying on the true essence roaming in his body.

Not only that, but that power was constantly nourishing his dead carbon-based flesh, and the broken neurons were reconnecting at a speed that defied biological common sense.

This was the immortal's method.

Tie Tu looked up toward the East District; the neon signs in the rain curtain flickered, and the red and blue intertwined light halos bloomed in the puddles.

He beckoned, and the dozens of Poison Python Gang thugs he had just recruited followed tremblingly behind him.

These people held Gauss rifles, but their hands holding the guns were all shaking.

They had seen with their own eyes how this half-human, half-mechanical monster had returned to his peak from being a cripple, and was even more terrifying than before.

"Go to the East District, find the Wild Wolf Gang." Tie Tu's voice came out in the rainy night, without the static of the synthesizer, carrying a rough texture.

The base of the Wild Wolf Gang was an abandoned underground rail transit station.

The gang leader, Lone Wolf, was a ruthless character, ninety percent prosthetic, retaining only his brain and spinal cord, with a top-tier chip infinitely close to Tier 5 embedded in his chest.

Tie Tu walked to the entrance of the rail station alone.

Two guards had just raised their guns, but Tie Tu didn't even look at them.

He raised his right hand and clenched his five fingers in the air.

The piercing sound of metal twisting rang out.

The exoskeleton armor on the two guards directly caved inward, squeezing their flesh and blood into a mass of blurred blood mud.

Before they could even scream, the two corpses fell softly to the ground.

Tie Tu stepped over the corpses and walked down the steps.

In the rail station hall, Lone Wolf was sitting on a throne transformed from an abandoned train carriage, holding two scantily clad women in his arms.

These women all had the most primitive characteristics of humans.

This, in the Tian Shu Source World.

Symbolized weakness and proof of low status.

In this world, the stronger one was, the more obvious the powerful mechanical attributes on their body were.

Hearing the commotion, he pushed the women away, stood up, and his electronic eye locked onto the intruder rapidly.

"Tie Tu? I heard your Tier 4 engine was ruined by someone; what, you ran to me to beg for food?"

Lone Wolf's voice came through the loudspeaker, shaking the dust on the top of the hall down in a rustle.

Tie Tu didn't waste words, exerting force under his feet.

A deep pit was stepped into the hard concrete floor, and his whole body turned into an afterimage, heading straight for Lone Wolf.

Lone Wolf snorted coldly, his arms ejecting two high-frequency vibrating blades, slashing toward Tie Tu.

These dual blades were enough to cut through the armor of a main battle tank.

Tie Tu didn't dodge or evade, directly receiving it with his mechanical arm.

The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

The vibrating blade slashed onto Tie Tu's arm, not even leaving a scratch.

Lone Wolf's high-precision electronic eye reported errors frantically; he didn't understand how this piece of scrap iron could have such terrifying hardness without the support of a spirit Qi chip.

Before he could react, Tie Tu's left hand had already gripped Lone Wolf's throat.

Pure spirit power surged from Tie Tu's fingertips, directly ignoring Lone Wolf's outer armor and invading his interior.

Wherever the spirit power passed, the micro-array patterns collapsed, and the connections ruptured!

"You... what evil art did you use?"

Lone Wolf struggled desperately, only to find his body completely unresponsive.

Tie Tu closed his five fingers.

Crack.

Lone Wolf's cervical spine was crushed alive.

The biggest gang in the East District hadn't even lasted one round in Tie Tu's hands.

Their leader, who was strong enough to reach the peak of Golden Core, was dead.

The gang members naturally didn't dare to say anything, kneeling and begging for mercy.

Tie Tu left a few people to take over the territory and turned to walk toward the North District.

The military order he had signed only had three days.

Time was tight, and the task was heavy.

Meanwhile, on the edge of the garbage landfill on the west side of the slums.

A-Qi stood on a high platform built from abandoned oil drums.

Behind him were dozens of boxes of low-quality nutrient solution and some low-level parts seized from the Poison Python Gang.

Below the platform, it was packed with homeless people and scavengers from the slums.

A-Qi cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound more majestic.

He felt that he shouldn't just sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor.

He had to prove his usefulness to the immortal as soon as possible!

"Everyone, from today on, the underground black market of Tian Shu City No. 11 is run by our Ancient Immortal Gate! As long as you are willing to join the Ancient Immortal Gate, there will be a free nutrient solution quota every month, and basic medical parts will be distributed if you get sick!"

The homeless people below looked at each other.

On this wasteland, no one had ever done a good deed for no reason.

But hunger overcame reason; a few people took the lead to rush forward, and the crowd soon became agitated, scrambling to get those nutrient solutions.

A-Qi watched this scene, a sense of satisfaction rising in his heart.

He felt he was doing a great thing; he was saving these suffering people who came from the bottom just like him.

As long as he had the support of these people, his position in the Ancient Immortal Gate would be as stable as Mount Tai.

Just when he was floating, three figures in tattered raincoats suddenly darted out from the crowd.

They were extremely fast, their movements clean and neat; they were definitely not ordinary homeless people.

The person in the middle tore off his raincoat, revealing an arm equipped with a Tier 3 prosthetic, holding a short dagger dipped in poison, stabbing straight at A-Qi's heart.

These were remnants of the Poison Python Gang, specifically lurking in the slums to wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

A-Qi was terrified.

Although he had 1st Realm cultivation, facing a Tier 3 attack.

Although he might not necessarily win, he shouldn't be this miserable.

If he reacted quickly, it wouldn't be a problem to contend with the opponent for a bit.

However, at this moment, he had plenty of strength but simply didn't know how to use it.

Facing this sudden fatal blow, his mind went blank, and his legs were fixed as if they couldn't move.

The edge of the dagger magnified rapidly in his pupils.

Just as the blade tip was about to pierce his skin, a sturdy mechanical hand reached out from the side, precisely clamping the assassin's wrist.

Tie Tu appeared beside the high platform at some point.

He exerted a little force, and the assassin's wrist emitted a crisp bone-cracking sound, the dagger falling to the ground.

Tie Tu backhanded a slap, directly turning the assassin's head half a circle.

The other two remnants saw that the situation was bad and wanted to run, but Tie Tu struck out two punches in the air, two fist winds condensed by spirit power directly piercing their hearts from behind.

The homeless people below were so scared they scattered and fled, not even caring about the nutrient solutions.

A-Qi collapsed on the high platform, panting heavily, cold sweat soaking his back.

Tie Tu turned around and looked down at this nominal Sect Master, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"Sect Master, didn't I tell you to stay quietly in the base before?"

Looking at A-Qi's pale complexion, Tie Tu sneered and continued:

"The immortal's meaning is also very clear; you just need to stay quietly, and leave the rest to me. Why can't you even understand such a small meaning from the immortal?"

A-Qi's face turned blue and white, gritting his teeth and unable to say a word of rebuttal.

"I've smashed the hard bones in the East and North Districts; the remaining small fish and shrimp will obediently hand over their territory before dawn tomorrow."

Tie Tu leaned down, leaned into A-Qi's ear, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear,

"The Lord chose you, that's your luck, but luck can't be eaten as a meal. You'd better recognize reality quickly and stop doing these embarrassing stupid things, otherwise, I, Tie Tu, will be the first to not accept you."

After speaking, Tie Tu stood up straight and strode away.

A-Qi sat on the cold iron barrel, his fists clenched tightly.

He hated Tie Tu's arrogance, and even more hated his own incompetence.

He swore that he must obtain more powerful strength and step everyone under his feet.