Survival for All: From Electric Bikes to Mobile Cities

"I can understand, I can understand."

"Survivor, you're a survivor, right?"

"Sir, may we join your base?"

The two victims were extremely excited, as if they had seen a glimmer of hope.

Survivor?

base?

Chen Haitian looked at the two excited people and had some guesses.

"You two aren't survivors?"

He didn't understand what was so exciting about being a survivor.

There are over 20,000 people like him in his area.

It's not the survivors who are the strange ones.

"We, we are not."

"Wait, you...you're a new survivor?"

The two victims realized something, and their expressions froze.

Survivors who have survived for a long time and dare to venture out generally represent strong capabilities, abundant resources, and some even possess influence.

However, it's different for newcomers; most of them die without having anything.

This is also why there are so few survivors later on.

"Ha, I never imagined we would encounter a new world."

"I don't know if we were lucky or unlucky."

The man who spoke felt like God had played a cruel joke on him.

Explain yourself clearly.

Chen Haitian shook the Desert Eagle, reminding the other party not to speak in riddles.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"We are not survivors. In fact, we are the descendants of survivors. Only a small percentage of the descendants of survivors become survivors."

"As for the arrival of the new world, a large number of survivors will be born, and the nearby black fog will become unusually active. Of course, the probability of obtaining treasure chests will also increase."

The two spoke in turn, one finishing speaking and the other adding to it.

This allowed Chen Haitian to understand some of the situation.

"The survivor's offspring."

In the end, these survivors' descendants are the true "natives" of the survival world.

"What's the difference between you and the survivors?"

He soon had a new question and was curious about the situation.

"We only have a general understanding that survivors have a control panel and can open Heavenly Treasure Chests, which ordinary people cannot access, and some cannot even see."

Although it's said in a very casual way, as if the difference isn't that big, the gap between the functions on the control panel and the supply boxes is something that ordinary people can hardly bridge.

Furthermore, there were other differences that the other party was unaware of, and Chen Haitian quickly grasped the concept.

So, there are still people who can't open the supply crates.

This is bad news for ordinary people, but good news for survivors.

"Tell me about your situation. Why are you here?"

After checking the walkie-talkie and finding no response, Chen Haitian continued asking questions.

"We were originally residents of City Seven, which has been established for over seventy years and has a population of over one million."

"Now, we're considered slaves, and this is our batch number."

The two exchanged a glance and answered the question with complicated expressions.

At the end, he pointed to his forehead, where there were tattoo-like markings and numbers.

"City Seven, slaves!!!"

When Chen Haitian first received news of humans from other places, he never expected it to turn out this way.

Why is that?

"So, City Seven has fallen?"

"Or perhaps you ran outside the city and were captured by other creatures?"

This was the only possibility Chen Haitian could foresee that city residents might become slaves.

Building a city is no small matter; exploring science fiction genres, there's bound to be one that suits you. At least as far as he knows, the kind of spark needed requires at least a gold-level item.

A city that can hold out for seventy years is definitely not bad. If it still suffered a disaster, what kind of trouble did it encounter?

Fortunately, Chen Haitian received a different answer.

"this.."

"We were sold."

"If you offend someone, lose your job, and become worthless, you'll be sold into slavery."

Both the man and the woman looked somewhat desperate.

Their fists were clenched so tightly that it was clear they were extremely unwilling to become slaves.

"..."

Okay, Chen Haitian accepted this reason.

Being betrayed by one's own people is also a powerful excuse.

He hadn't expected that goblins could be traded.

If he kills anyone he sees, does that mean he's not an outcast?

Thinking about it this way, even Chen Haitian felt a little embarrassed.

But they quickly came up with another idea: they'd drop supply crates!

Anyway, it's so ugly, and it's not a good thing either.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Haitian convinced himself and continued to ask questions out of curiosity.

"Do you people trade with goblins where you live?"

"That's right. Not only goblins, gnomes, orcs, but even elves, dragons, all kinds of alien races have some trade with us."

When faced with the problem, neither of them intended to hide anything.

"Some people only trade goods, but others will sell anything for profit, including people."

"Of course, not all of those alien races are willing to trade. For example, we were actually sold to the Golden Royal Family of goblins, and then circulated among the goblin tribes. We were bought by a nearby goblin tribe and were only recently sent here."

Finding Chen Haitian interested, the two told him about their situation, as well as some things about City Seven and slaves. Their journey had been full of hardships.

She lost her job because she offended someone, and then she was stripped of her resident status because of debt and forcibly sold into slavery.

Being a slave is one thing, but becoming a slave to some high-ranking human beings, or even some friendly aliens, is actually acceptable to some people.

But becoming a goblin's slave is a different story.

Even among slaves, being a goblin slave is the worst possible outcome.

Goblin slaves are also known as birthing machines.

Goblins themselves are incapable of reproduction and can only reproduce by relying on other races.

Regardless of gender, anyone who is impregnated by a goblin will give birth to a goblin, which is an extremely terrifying ability.

Among intelligent life forms, the mere mention of it evokes fear and dread.

"..."

Listening to the two men describe goblins, Chen Haitian felt a chill run down his spine.

The slight guilt I felt for killing the goblin just now has completely disappeared.

They really are evil goblins, they deserve to die.

I had just thought of goblins when they were about to arrive.

"Captain, the goblin is heading towards your location."

Lin Yu kept observing the positions of the other goblins.

They gave a warning when they abandoned the search for others and headed in Chen Haitian's direction.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle."

"Roar~"

The two sides have been exchanging ideas for two or three minutes, and it's a bit late to take action now.

Those guys probably didn't want to let their target go, so they held back for a moment.

Upon hearing the prompt, Chen Haitian stared in another direction.

With the crunching sound of footsteps.

The first thing to appear near Chen Haitian was a goblin carrying a quiver and holding a bow and arrow, hiding among the treetops. It immediately stared intently at Chen Haitian and his companions.