Mobile City Farming Guide

Chapter 134 In the eyes of monsters, humans are monsters too (4.2K)

While nodding in thought, Li Ye realized a problem.

That is, how long will the monsters abide by the silence agreement?

The epic intelligence report stated that the silence protocol has been in effect for 152 years since its inception.

In other words, humans and monsters maintained a superficial peace for 152 years.

Therefore, it is reasonable to assume that, over the course of more than a hundred years, while both sides maintained a public agreement to remain silent, there must have been countless behind-the-scenes confrontations and calculations.

The power struggle among these world-class forces should be quite fascinating.

In the central part of the Western Wilderness, in the Level 1 region Red Ridge, it is located at the foot of the Liedun Mountains.

The earth trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a series of rumbling sounds came from underground, the ground began to crack, and a huge array of drill bits broke through the soil.

One after another, the Apocalyptic, underground mobile cities emerged.

Moving underground is much faster than climbing and migrating on the plateau; they reach their destination in just one or two days.

In contrast, the mobile city in the sky and the troops led by Bishop Heath across the plateau were still far behind.

The underground mobile cities laid down tunnels, allowing the survivors on board to evacuate one by one.

The vast majority of people looked haggard and weak, and some even vomited.

This is because riding in a dug-out mobile city is not a pleasant experience.

The underground mobile city is cramped, with people packed together. And in the days since the evacuation, it has been moving at full speed, and the survivors in the city can feel the bumps and tremors of the city moving every moment.

Moreover, during their underground journey, the excavated mobile city is completely enclosed—this is to avoid digging into underground rivers or oil fields, which could cause large amounts of water and oil to leak in.

There's no need to worry about breathing problems, as underground mobile cities are often equipped with internal air circulation systems.

Not far from the ground, the members of the Apocalypse Church and the Titan Throne, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly arrived.

Their job is to receive these survivors and arrange accommodation for them.

This is a tremendous amount of work, considering that the number of survivors who evacuated through the underground mobile city is in the tens of thousands.

But for two world-class organizations, it's not a problem.

At this very moment, the engineer-type mobile cities they dispatched were already under construction several kilometers away, building town after town.

The construction speed of mobile cities is more than ten times faster than that of ordinary construction teams, especially for engineering-type cities.

They often only need a few hours to build a town.

As for the food needed for the tens of thousands of people, and the hundreds of thousands of survivors who will arrive later, it will be transported by aerial mobile cities and underground mobile cities, while the daily necessities they need will be provided by the city's production workshops.

This is the productivity and resource power of mobile cities.

In a short period of time, a mobile city can be established to house hundreds of people and provide a range of living resources.

Moreover, it can also build heavy machine guns and artillery, various vehicles, and all kinds of firearms for towns.

"Skyscrapers rise from the ground overnight"—this is the best description of a mobile city.

Furthermore, these survivors lived in a safer environment in the Red Ridge region.

The main reason is that the monster civilization in that area has been wiped out, and the remaining monsters are just a disorganized mob.

The human survivors here do not experience much pressure.

Therefore, there are far more survivor towns and level 1 fortresses here than one might imagine.

Humans have extensively cultivated land, extracted resources, built houses, and even constructed roads and utility poles here.

In addition, there are areas where the monsters have an advantage, as well as areas where the two sides are evenly matched or even fiercely fighting for control.

The wasteland where Tomorrow was previously located was a relatively peaceful area where humans and monsters were evenly matched.

After learning about the situation in the Red Ridge area, the survivors gradually felt joy.

Here, they will begin a new life.

Meanwhile, within the plateau region, the Apocalyptic mobile city, Saints, was on board.

Currently, the 22 mobile cities led by it are still migrating in the plateau region.

Their speed is similar to that of the Tomorrow Alliance.

In a small room on the upper deck of the Saint's Cathedral, Bishop Heath stood silently with his hands behind his back.

"Your Excellency!" The deputy pushed open the door and entered. "We've received a reply from above, requesting your immediate participation in the video conference!"

Bishop Heath's brow twitched.

After waiting for so long, it's finally here!

After nodding to his deputy, he hurried to the communications room.

As a mobile city under the command of a world-class organization, the Saint's communications room is even equipped with video calling devices.

As Bishop Heath entered a series of codes, the video call device in the communications room was activated.

A figure then appeared on the screen.

That's an old man.

The wrinkles on his face resembled the etched marks of steel, and though he was hunched over and silent, he exuded an aura of power that was difficult for ordinary people to attain.

Just sitting there, he gives off an impression of being as immovable as a mountain.

Bishop Heath was taken aback when he saw it.

"I never expected it to be you, Lord Victor."

This time, the person he met was none other than Cardinal Victor, who usually valued him the most.

Or perhaps a cardinal.

Although he is currently a high-ranking bishop, he is still several levels below a cardinal. For example, a regional archbishop or a continental archbishop.

“Heath, I must say you did a great job this time,” Victor said softly. “The number of troops you withdrew from the southern part of the Western Wasteland, and the number of human brethren you saved, is far greater than we imagined.”

Heath lowered his head and said with his eyelids down.

“Lord Victor, I actually feel that I have not done enough.”

“You have done your best, and we have all witnessed your performance,” Victor said quietly. “The Cardinals and His Holiness the Holy See have decided to reward your performance, and the commendation order and promotion order are already being prepared.”

Heath simply shook his head.

"More than that, Lord Victor, I am concerned about how your talks with them are going."

Within the Cult of Apocalypse, Heath was considered a relatively pragmatic individual. He hoped to eliminate the zombie civilization as quickly as possible.

Compared to other monster civilizations, the zombie civilization is truly terrifying.

The report submitted by Heath contained the following:
It is hoped that the Apocalypse Cult and the monsters' world-class organization can reach an agreement to send high-level mobile cities to annihilate the zombie civilization.

After all, the zombie civilization was indeed a real threat to the monsters of the Western Wilderness.

The zombies will indiscriminately attack infected monsters, turning them into their own kind.

Therefore, Heath believed that those monster world-class organizations would agree.

Under his hopeful gaze, Victor slowly spoke.

"Don't worry, our negotiations are going smoothly and we'll have a result soon. This time, the zombie civilization has really gone a bit too far."

"Really?"

Under Heath's excited gaze, Victor spoke calmly.

"The initial agreement reached between the human and monster world-class organizations is to continue the agreement to remain silent."

"Neither side shall deploy high-level mobile cities. Mobile cities deployed in the southern part of the Western Wilderness must be limited to level 2 or below."

"However, the item levels that can be configured in the cities of both sides will be level 3 or 4. This will make your work much easier."

Heath listened and nodded repeatedly, feeling more confident.

As Viktor spoke, he began to cough violently.

Upon closer inspection, this cardinal actually appears to be more like a cyborg.

His left eye was replaced by a mechanical prosthetic eye, and beneath his deep red cardinal robes lay a mechanically modified body. His lungs were replaced by semi-mechanical steam bellows, each breath accompanied by a slight hissing sound, and his spine was made of reinforced steel vertebrae, making it difficult for him to stand upright.

As Heath watched, his eyes filled with a deep sense of respect.

He had heard of the cardinal's deeds.

Decades ago, during a continental war, Victor piloted his flagship and engaged in a duel with a high-level monster mobile city.

Although he survived, he ended up looking like this.

After coughing, Victor continued. It wasn't just humans; the monsters' world-class organizations had also reached their limit of tolerance for the zombie civilization.

Therefore, they will also be involved this time.

Heath was not surprised by this.

He looked at Viktor and asked the question that concerned him most.

"What should be done with the skeleton body part that the zombie civilization possessed?"

The zombies' flesh and blood technology might be difficult for ordinary people to understand, but the Apocalypse Cult could see through it at a glance.

There is only one being who can master flesh and blood technology.

That is the wasteland god "Skeleton Lord".

The zombie civilization clearly possessed a part of the skeleton master's body, and thus learned flesh and blood technology.

Those world-class monster organizations obviously also want to obtain this part.

After all, everyone understands the value.

While Heath was lost in thought, Victor spoke again calmly.

"Heath."

Heath snapped out of his daze and nodded quickly.

"exist."

“Your task is very important; you need to find a way to secure that part of the Skeleton Lord for us,” Victor said. “As for the monsters… they’re not in a hurry to get that part.”

Although somewhat puzzled by Victor's last sentence, Heath nodded nonetheless.

"So, Lord Victor, when will we humans launch a counterattack?"

“We’ve reached an agreement with the monsters; both sides have a month to prepare, and perhaps even sooner,” Victor replied. “Once the time is up, we’ll launch a full-scale attack.”

He also told Heath something else.

This time, both human and monster world-class organizations are only allowed to use their mobile cities in the Western Wilderness.

As Heath nodded, Victor looked up at him.

"Heath."

"Ok?"

Heath looked up at Victor, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Under his gaze, Victor spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I think you should be able to understand why I'm revealing so much information to you."

Heath immediately realized what was happening and became excited.

“Yes, this time, the Holy See and the Cardinal Church will appoint you as the supreme commander of the human side,” Victor said calmly.

Heath then placed his left hand on his chest and bowed sharply.

We will do our utmost!

Victor scratched his head.

"Seriously, every time a super monster civilization appears on a continent, everyone gets thrown into chaos."

For this important figure, the upheaval caused by the zombie civilization was indeed an unexpected farce.

This catastrophe that swept across the continent vanished quietly in the casual conversation of the powerful figures.

Heath was also moved.

"Yes, zombies are terrifying monsters."

To his surprise, Viktor smiled slightly.

"In fact, in the eyes of monsters, we humans are also a kind of terrifying monster."

"Ok?"

After a moment of surprise, Heath suddenly realized.

"Is it because humans are the only race in the wasteland that can obtain loot by killing monsters?"

Victor smiled and shook his head.

"No, it's not just because of that."

The monsters in the wasteland can evolve, become civilizations, and are incredibly powerful.

Humanity, like the remnants of the old era, seems to be swept into the corners of history at any moment, yet it remains as tenacious as wild grass, stubbornly existing no matter how many times it suffers setbacks.

Generation after generation of humans persevered and stood firm on the wasteland.

One after another, generation after generation.

The conversation ended there. Heath greeted Victor and prepared to close the communication channel and leave.

Just then, Viktor suddenly spoke up.

"And one more thing!"

Heath's heart skipped a beat.

"Lord Victor, is there anything else you need?"

Viktor looked at him quietly, then spoke.

"Whether you understand or not, we humans need to prioritize maintaining the silence agreement. The longer this agreement is maintained, the more advantageous it will be for us humans."

Heath couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Although he was a high-ranking bishop, he did not become a core decision-maker within the Church of the Apocalypse.

Therefore, he was unable to understand the true state of affairs in the world.

But he himself had a vague feeling that something was not right.

He looked at Viktor in front of him and spoke slowly.

"Lord Victor."

"What's wrong."

“I’ve always had a question in my mind,” Heath said, “that is, how many more years can the silence agreement last?”

After a moment of stunned silence, Viktor chuckled softly.

He did not give Heath an answer, but instead shut down the video communication device.

The old man sat upright in the chair, still smiling, but the smile gradually turned bitter.

"Time is running out, Heath," he muttered to himself, gently patting his knee. "Time is running out."

"The scenery here is really nice." Li Ye nodded sincerely from the watchtower.

This vast region stretching across the central part of the continent, with its magnificent momentum and extraordinary beauty, captivates everyone who beholds it.

These mountains, thousands of meters above sea level, accumulate snow and ice year-round, with glaciers winding down like silver screens, refracting a diamond-like cold light under the sunlight.

The sea of ​​clouds swirls around the waist of the mountain peaks, sometimes cascading into the deep valley like a waterfall, and sometimes brushing against the rugged mountain ridges like a light veil.

“Yes,” Lin Xia nodded, “I never imagined I would see so much scenery along the way.”

She was already wearing a down jacket, cotton pants and socks, and a winter hat on her head, her delicate little face flushed.

"Speaking of which, where are we going next?" She tilted her head to look at Li Ye.

Li Ye then looked in one direction.

“Let’s go to a new area.” He said, then seemed to remember something and added, “Oh, and there’s the sea there.”

"The sea?"

Lin Xia was taken aback, then jumped up and down with delight, her hands clenched into fists.

"That's amazing! I've never been to the beach in my life!"

Li Ye smiled softly.

He was more concerned about that than that.
What's on the other side of the sea?

As he inadvertently turned his head to look around, he suddenly saw something.

After looking closely, he was stunned.

"Are there still towns with survivors on the plateau?"

(End of this chapter)