In the apocalypse, I hoarded goods and handed over my storage space to the government.

(Word count has been increased in the previous chapter!)

It's been more than four months since the apocalypse.

The further along the journey, the faster the monsters evolve.

When the extreme winter hits, third-order mutated creatures sprout up all over the world like poisonous mushrooms after the rain.

The window of opportunity for human development is narrowing inch by inch.

"Coordinates confirmed."

Su Ran spoke to the AI ​​agent on the control panel.

"The North African plains, the last area where F-093 was spotted."

"The flight route has been planned. Estimated arrival time is two hours and seventeen minutes."

The agent's voice was steady.

Su Ran closed the light screen and shut her eyes to rest.

Meanwhile, Mo Yun was still engrossed in typing his report.

Two hours and seventeen minutes later, the Xuan Nu fighter jet descended to its lowest altitude.

Outside the porthole stretched an endless gray plain. Abandoned farms, collapsed power transmission towers, and roads mostly eroded by wind and sand.

What was once the granary of Eastern Europe is now nothing but withered yellow weeds that stretch all the way to the horizon.

"Arrived at the destination."

The agent reports the coordinates.

"Arrived in the last area where F-093 was last seen. Radar scan radius: 40 kilometers."

Mo Yun leaned over and looked at the radar screen, his brows furrowed.

The screen was blank, with no high-energy reaction whatsoever.

"Forty kilometers."

He read out the number, then looked up at Su Ran.

"This place is bigger than a city."

A peregrine falcon can travel at 400 km/h; if it were to fly around wildly, the two of us wouldn't be able to find it even after searching for three days and three nights.

Su Ran leaned back in her seat, tapping her fingers on the armrest.

"We can't actively seek them out."

He opened his eyes, a cold glint in them. "We have to make it come to us."

"Should we make him come to us?"

"That's right."

With a thought, Su Ran produced a metal can in her palm.

"High-concentration attractant. Last time in Paris, I lured tens of thousands of corpse vultures to chase me all over the sky, and that was thanks to it."

Mo Yun also instantly recalled the crazy scenes of the battle in Paris and immediately understood Su Ran's tactics.

"Replicating Paris's tactics? Using this thing to lure out all the mutated creatures hiding in the crevices of the earth within a radius of dozens of miles?"

A glint of light flashed in Mo Yun's eyes.

"That's right."

Su Ran tossed the jar in her hand and sneered.

"No matter how fast a peregrine falcon flies, it's still just a mutated creature. As long as it's a monster, it can't escape the instinct to feed that's in its genes."

Mo Yun remained silent for a few moments, then slowly nodded.

"Then I'll go down."

He stood up decisively and strode to the cabin door.

At the same moment, Su Ran's bright eyes flickered slightly.

The "Bone-Eating" tactical mech was released from the infinite space and landed steadily on the dusty plain with a "boom".

Mo Yun leaped down, twisted his body in mid-air, and precisely slipped into the open cockpit of the mecha.

On the ground, a five-meter-tall humanoid mech knelt on one knee and slowly stood up.

"Neural connection synchronization rate is 91%."

Mo Yun felt the feedback from the mecha and muttered to himself, "It's higher than last time."

Su Ran stood at the cabin door, looking down at him.

"Old Mo, you're the star of the show today."

Su Ran smiled, flicked her wrist, and a large iron bucket of attractant was thrown in.

"You'll have to figure out the limits of this mech yourself."

"Understood." The mecha's mechanical voice was deep and chilling.

Su Ran controlled the fighter jet to climb back up and stop at a height of thirty meters above the ground.

He leaned halfway out and took something out of his spatial storage.

The gun has a slender barrel, a dark scope, and the words "Falcon" engraved on the barrel.

It was the Tier 3 crystal core sniper rifle that Wei Jianguo had forced upon him.

"Perfect, let's use a falcon to hunt falcons."

Su Ran weighed the item in one hand, then made an aiming motion.

"Old Wei gave me this pile of treasured items; I can't just let them gather dust in my storage space."

He knelt by the hatch, rifle butt against his shoulder, scope scanning the distant horizon.

"We need to get some real-world data so we can report back to the old man."

In the footage, a startled Tier 2 armored hyena crashes into the crosshair.

"Buzz!"

A beam of pale blue energy shot out from the muzzle of the gun, silently.

The shelled beast's head was instantly vaporized, and its remains lurched forward two steps before crashing to the ground.

The second shot, the third shot...

……

But on the ground!

The alloy cap of the inducing agent was crushed by the mechanical arm of the "Bone-Eating" mech.

A dark green liquid poured down, splashing onto the withered grass.

An indescribable, sweet-smelling smell drifted on the wind, carrying far away.

At first there was nothing.

The wind whipped up sand grains that pelted against the mecha's outer shell, making a soft, rustling sound.

About a minute later.

At the horizon, the air began to distort.

Dense black dots.

They emerged from the ruins, from the dried-up riverbeds, from the collapsed farmhouses and cellars, rushing towards the source of the attractant.

A first-tier zombie covered in rotting flesh, a second-tier mutated dog whose size had increased dramatically, and several mutated wild boars with hides as thick as tanks...

Their eyes were bloodshot, and they rushed towards Mo Yun's direction like madmen.

"We've got a job."

Su Ran narrowed his eyes in the fighter jet, stopped sniping, and handed the stage over to those below.

Mo Yun controlled the mecha, and the huge metal arms pressed down heavily!

"laugh!"

Dark green mist surged from the mech's energy nodes, spreading out a poisonous net thirty meters around him.

"Ha!"

The zombies in the front row, oblivious to their fate, plunged headlong into the poisonous fog.

Before he could take two steps, he collapsed into a puddle of pus.

Those behind them continued to pounce, stepping over the remains of their kind, only to fall one after another into the fog.

In less than three minutes, a circle of bloody mud piled up at the feet of the mech.

"The mech's anti-corrosion coating can completely withstand the internal circulation of my high-concentration toxic fog!"

Inside the cockpit, Mo Yun looked at the monitoring data, which were all stable in the green zone, and his tone revealed an undisguised sense of satisfaction.

Don't get cocky.

Su Ran's voice came through the communicator, "The main person hasn't shown up yet."

The voice just fell.

At the edge of the sky, a blurry gray shadow tore through the clouds!

Su Ran's immense spiritual power instantly expanded, enveloping the entire area. He immediately sensed something terrifying had entered his domain.

Su Ran quickly raised the "Falcon" and tried to lock onto the gray line with the crosshair, but found that the other party's trajectory was erratic and unpredictable.

"This speed truly lives up to its reputation." He clicked his tongue.

Just then, the red dot on the fighter jet's radar screen flashed wildly!

"It's here."

Su Ran called out a reminder, "Old Mo, watch your head."