Last Totem Novel - Chapter 69
Chapter 69 Stealing
The captain looked at racing dog number three. It was a huckster, and it looked skinny. He put down his binoculars and asked doubtfully, “Is this dog okay? It looks like he hasn’t eaten enough.”
“Believe it or not.” Tie Zha replied straightforwardly.
Seeing that the race was about to begin, the captain ran into a red tent beside the fence with the intention of giving it a try and placed a bet of two silver.
A few minutes later, with the sound of a whistle, the nine racing dogs rushed into the track and ran quickly on the thin snow, causing the onlookers to boil.
“Come on! Run!” “Baby! Catch up!” “Hurry, hurry, hurry!” “Catch it! Quick! Catch it!” “Go, go, go!”
Among the crowd, only the captain’s voice was unique. He shouted, “Get it! Kill it! Yes … Very good … It’s about to cry, it’s already crying … Yes!”
At the end of the first lap, Racing Dog No. 3 stood out and rushed to the front. The captain was even more excited and shouted with all his might, “Good! Good job! I’ll give you a raise! Good dinner …”
Right at this moment, a black dog squeezed up from behind and clung to the side of racing dog number three. The captain cursed, “Cheating! This is cheating!” As he cursed, he excitedly grabbed the person beside him. Just as he was about to forcefully shake it, he suddenly felt an icy cold gaze sweeping past his neck! He instantly woke up and patted his opponent’s shoulder gently, as if he was patting off the snow on his opponent’s body.
“Nice clothes.” The captain praised.
The iron slag replied indifferently, “Be careful.”
The race went on and soon it was the last lap. Black Dog chased after Huffes and was only half a step behind. Seeing that the black dog was about to catch up, the captain shriveled his throat and shouted, “If you dare to lose, I’ll stew you!”
Seemingly sensing the threat of the captain, Hutchison let out a low roar and his speed suddenly increased. He jumped up and threw away the black dog for a long distance, becoming the champion of this competition.
“Hahaha!” The captain laughed heroically and patted Tie Zha’s shoulder. He gave a thumbs up and said, “Amazing! A young hero from ancient times.” Iron Cinder rolled his eyes and expressed disdain for the captain’s praise. The odds of No.3 winning the race were 1 to 21, with the captain winning two gold coins.
After the second dog race, Tie Zha asked Alice quietly, and the screen on the front of the red comet lit up.
“Dada … Dada …”–According to the breed of dog … fur color … temperament … state … No.5 has the highest chance of winning …
This time, the captain followed Tie Zha’s instructions and wagered a total of five gold coins. As the stakes increased, the captain became even more excited after the match, almost breaking the fence. However, the match was not so intense or intense. Number Five led the race by a wide margin, shaking off the second half of the lap and winning the championship without any suspense. However, number five was a hot dog race, so the odds weren’t high, just one to 2.6. The captain won eight gold coins and gave three generously to Tie Zha.
Tie Zha accepted the money and was in a good mood. He patted the captain’s shoulder and said, “Come on!”
In the third match, Alice suggested number nine. The odds were 5.8. The captain placed ten gold coins in one go and asked Tie Zha if he would place a bet.
Tie Zha refused without thinking, because Old Man Tie once said, “It’s not good to gamble.”
After the third race, Number 9 only took second place, the odds were 0.8, and the captain lost two gold coins. The result this time frightened him so much that he didn’t dare to repeat it. In the next few rounds, Alice’s judgement was correct. After all, she could not use the scanner. She could only use the data from the image generator to calculate. There was a certain amount of error.
The captain lost and won, and his enthusiasm for gambling with dogs had mostly subsided. After losing another round, he no longer placed his bets. The captain yawned and suggested that he should go back to sleep.
Tie Zha nodded and began to clear the snow from the red comet.
The captain looked around boredom. Suddenly, he stared in the same direction as if he had discovered a new continent …
After dealing with the snow, the iron slag stepped onto the locomotive and was about to start when the captain stared blankly in front of him. It was as if he had been attracted by a magnet, and there was no reaction at all. Following his gaze, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure leaned against the fence not far away. Upon closer inspection, it was the red-haired girl he met at the bar that day.
“Do you want to leave?” Tie Zha frowned and asked.
“You go back first … I … I still have things to do …” The captain stared fixedly at the girl and walked over without looking back …
Iron slag grabbed the accelerator tightly and twisted it forcefully, rushing straight out.
It was late at night when Tie Zha returned to the giant wooden barrel. He put on a grey cloth robe and patted the body of the red comet. He instructed, “Take care of yourself and retreat if you are in danger.”
[Yes, my captain]
Before he could finish his words, Tie Zha pushed open the window of the guest room and jumped out. He quietly landed on the snow and quickly moved along the dark side of the moonlight, hiding in the shadows of the alley.
These past few days, he hadn’t been idle. On the surface, he was wandering around, but he secretly touched Luoyan Town to the sky. Ever since he finished moving the box that day and came back with a sore waist and aching legs, he had given up on making money through normal methods and was prepared to steal it.
Although he had always adhered to the “first come, first served” principle, now that he had killed the Silver City nobles, he was already at the end of his rope and could no longer care about that much.
Twenty minutes later, Tie Zha sneaked all the way to the resupply market. Originally, he wanted to steal the rich people of Luoyan Town, but after observing for a long time, he discovered that not only were the three great clans heavily guarded, there were also many experts guarding them. The Sima Clan even had two guards wearing psionic biochemical armor. Helplessly, he could only steal the supply market directly. It was estimated that those vendors would not be unable to survive without a few dollars.
Outside the supply market was a five-meter-tall barbed wire fence. Occasionally, a fly would fly down and be instantly charred by electricity.
According to his observations during the day, there were still 12 guards inside the barbed wire fence, eight of whom were fixed posts, while the other four were patrolling with wolf dogs. Fortunately, there were no guards inside the supply market. The vendors didn’t trust anyone and all left and locked up in unison.
Tie Zha circled around the barbed wire from afar and found that two of the eight sentries were dozing off. He picked one who looked to be sleeping even deeper, moved quietly over, and prostrated himself in the shadows of the sentry tower. After the patrol guards left, his entire body tensed up and he suddenly exerted his strength!
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
In an instant, knife-edge knuckles shot out from behind him!
The six knuckles were wrapped in thick carapace, with tiny barbs at the tips. Along with the sound of cutting through the air, the six legs hooked up the barbed wire and climbed up. Because the limbs are very long and the cuticle is thick, it completely isolates the electric current from them.
After crossing the barbed wire fence, Tie Zha immediately crawled on the ground, using his six knuckles and limbs to quickly climb behind a pile of wooden boxes, observing the situation through the cracks between the wooden boxes. After waiting for about ten minutes, the patrol guards on the scheduled route left. He immediately rushed to the corner of the market with both hands and feet.
The market was renovated from old warehouses. The lower half of the outer wall was made of brick and stone, while the upper half was made of iron and angle steel brackets. It was more than ten meters tall. Tie Zha stepped forward with his left foot, turned his waist sideways, and swung forcefully. The three knuckles on the right fiercely plunged into the wall! Immediately after, he swung his left shoulder, and the other three knuckles were firmly nailed into the wall. In the next second, he used both his hands and feet to climb up the wall. The knuckles and feet fell together, and he withdrew and stabbed, attaching himself to the wall. In the blink of an eye, he climbed up to the roof.
The six legs and limbs of the iron slag fully dispersed the weight of the body to ten points. Therefore, the sound of him moving on the iron roof was especially soft, only a little of the sound of the rope could be heard.
After a while, Tie Zha climbed to the ventilation duct and put away his knuckles and drilled into it. The dust in the pipe was heavy, and the moment it went down, it was filled with smoke and dust. Tie Zha held his breath and crawled along the pipeline until he arrived at his destination. He opened the vent and got out. He opened his knuckles again and climbed along the outside of the ventilation duct.
The market was pitch black and there was no light at all. Tie Zha only relied on his memories to climb along the line in his mind until he reached the vicinity of the target. After landing, he turned on the fluorescent flashlight, used the weak light to find the compressed biscuit stall and drilled into it.
Inside the tent were hundreds of wooden boxes, but only two were encapsulated in dark green wooden strips. He opened it and took a look. Inside were neatly packed compressed biscuits the size of soap. There were more than a hundred pieces in a box. He took out all the money and threw it in a conspicuous position. Although it wasn’t much, it could be considered as buying money for the stall owner. As for whether it was enough or not, he didn’t think about it.
Carrying two boxes of military compressed biscuits, Tie Zha opened his knuckles and returned along the same route. Halfway through, he remembered that he had bought compressed biscuits here a few days ago, and now that the other party had only lost compressed biscuits, he would definitely suspect him. So he went back to the market and messed up the compressed biscuit stalls and the surrounding stalls on the premise of not damaging anything as much as possible.
After covering up, Tie Zha quickly returned to the roof. At this time, because he had two more boxes of compressed biscuits on him, his mobility was greatly reduced. Climbing on the roof, he would occasionally let out a “zero-clearing clanging” sound.
At this moment, the wolf dog below seemed to have sensed the commotion and barked. The iron slag was instantly shocked and immediately crawled on the spot, not daring to make a sound again.
After a while, the guard’s shout came from below, “Stop arguing and kick you to death! It’s just a mouse!”
“Your dog is in/out of season.” “Yes, yes, I think so.” A burst of laughter followed.
Tie Zha held his breath and slowly moved to the edge of the roof. He slightly stuck his head out and looked down. A few patrol guards gathered below, smoking cigarettes and chatting.
Taking advantage of this gap, the iron slag used both its limbs and limbs to climb rapidly on the roof, completely ignoring the sound.
At first, the guards thought it was a mouse, so they continued to chat nonchalantly. It wasn’t until the wolf dogs barked endlessly that they felt the seriousness of the problem. However, it was already too late. They could only clearly see a black figure flying down from the wall. Then, a cold light flashed and a big hole was torn in the power grid. The black shadow rushed out and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The guards rushed over to inspect the barbed wire and found that the cut was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon. At this moment, they were glad that they hadn’t foolishly chased after him. Facing such a monster, they were simply courting death …