The Death List Novel - Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Scrap Picker
The leader of the Motor Vehicle Party walked in front of the prisoners, took off his leather gloves and sunglasses, took off his hood, and shouted at the crowd, waving his arms and stomping his feet in an exaggerated manner from time to time to strengthen his tone.

The prisoners stared expressionlessly at this self-directed and self-acting fellow. Many people’s faces had begun to twitch slightly. Everyone knew that the intelligent creatures that appeared in front of them should be the natives of this world, but few could have imagined that these pocket-sized creatures were still “familiar”.

Green skin, hooked nose, slender curled ears, large eyes that covered a third of the face, and short arms with four fingers.

Green dwarf? Green dwarf? Goblin? Goblin? A big question mark appeared on all the prisoners’ heads!

This condensed Big Boss of the Soaring Motor Party was actually ninety percent similar to some of the little monsters in Earth’s online games.

Seeing these tall humans turn a deaf ear to his words, the Big Brother of the Motor Speeding Party seemed to be a little surprised. His body language became even more intense, and he changed the language in his mouth. The prisoners looked at each other and shook their heads cautiously.

The Big Boss of the Motor Vehicle Party soon realized that he was playing the zither against a cow. These people didn’t understand what he was talking about at all. However, he did not seem very disappointed. Instead, his big eyes revealed a trace of joy. He stopped performing his body movements and said, “Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,” patiently changing several human languages.

After confirming that the humans in front of him did not understand the languages he spoke, the Big Boss was overjoyed and carefully took out a pocket watch-shaped device from the pocket of his leather jacket.

‘”Sha ~ Sha ~” The Big Boss of the Motor Speeding Party did not know which button on his pocket watch was touched. A loud noise rang out in the minds of the prisoners, and they couldn’t help but cover their ears in pain. However, they immediately realized that the noise was directly affecting their minds and covering their ears was useless.

Fortunately, the noise only lasted a few seconds before it stopped. In the next moment, all the humans heard a stiff mechanical sound in their minds.

“You are humans that have just teleported over from a different space-time world!”

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The mountains and cliffs quickly retreated in his field of vision, and the strong wind brought away some of the heat from his body. Qin Lun leaned against the car window and looked into the distance, hearing the rumbling of the tracked carriage beneath him.

Not long ago, when the boss of the Flying Motor Party took out the pocket watch-shaped instrument and established a so-called soul force field, the two sides were finally able to communicate smoothly.

During their brief communication, the human prisoners finally confirmed that this was an alternate space-time world called the Shattered Star Sky. The little monster Flying Motor Party also confirmed that they were alien humans who had shuttled through the teleportation portal of space-time.

The shattered starry sky was a world of different spacetime that completely violated human common sense. The greatest feature of this starry sky was that it had thousands of floating continents.

The floating continent was large and small, as large as a complete planet of life. There were mountains, rivers, forests, lakes, deserts, grasslands, everything, and even the ocean. The small floating continent was only a few kilometers in radius, like a small island.

These floating continents were unable to move, nor would they collide. They were embedded in the starry sky like gemstones.

On these floating continents, there were many civilizations. There were all sorts of living races. There were no lack of intelligent races, humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, trolls, undead, elementium beings, flying dragons, titans, and other creatures. There were also Immortal Buddhas, monsters, divine races, devils, angels, and other extremely rare high-ranking races.

These self-proclaimed “Lulu Clan” resembled Goblin’s motorcycle gang and were scavengers in the Gobi Desert. In other words, they were garbage collectors. The place where Qin Lun and the others were located was called the Red Gobi. It was a medium-sized floating continent. In other words, it was about 100,000 square kilometers, which was equivalent to Zhejiang Province in China.

Within the shattered starry sky, the Red Gobi Continent belonged to the margins of the civilized world. However, this place was rich in minerals, and there would often be races from other worlds that landed in the Gobi Desert through the teleportation portal, so there was no shortage of adventurers and scavenger tribes.

After confirming that the humans in front of them were from a different space-time world, the Goblin Motor Vehicle Party immediately used the unknown guns in their hands to semi-forcibly escort everyone onto the motorcycle and “invite” them to the tribe as guests.

The prisoners had no objections to this. Although they knew where they were, they could not survive independently without food, fresh water, or weapons. In a sense, this group of goblins had saved everyone from their predicament.

However, after the prisoners boarded the carriage, they discovered that Goblin did not bring them back to the tribe immediately. Instead, he sent people to climb up the hill-shaped base building. When the Goblins discovered the zombies crowded at the entrance of the base, they weren’t surprised. Instead, they shouted excitedly.

Clearly, this wasn’t the first time these Goblin scavengers had seen zombies. In their eyes, these zombies seemed to be walking gold coins that would bring them great profits.

The prisoners watched the Goblin scavengers’ actions with cold eyes, hoping to obtain some information they did not know. Because of the angle, they didn’t know what the goblin scavengers were doing to the zombies.

However, the prisoners knew that these Goblins did not use zombies as food, because after some Goblins came down from above the base, although they were covered in blood, they did not bring any pieces of zombie limbs. On the other hand, he had picked up quite a few tattered items in the base. They were basically broken instruments and metal items.

The base of District 91 had more than 30 floors from top to bottom, and stood on the ground like a huge hill that was over a hundred meters tall. These Goblins were unable to empty the base in a short period of time, much less there were nearly a thousand zombies scattered inside.

When these Goblin scavengers realized that the base seemed to be a huge treasure trove, they no longer went deeper into the base. They only left some men around the hills formed by the base, and then they brought the prisoners on their way, planning to return to the tribe first.

“Eh!” After driving for several hours in the Gobi Desert, Qin Lun suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted softly.

The young man who had been peeking through the window and looking into the distance discovered that the orange-yellow light shield covering the floating continent had actually begun to dim from the horizon. A long shadow appeared on the side of the motorcycle.

The floating continent without a sun or moon was actually divided into day and night!

Interesting! Qin Lun’s lips curled into a smile.

Before it was completely dark, Goblin’s scavenger caravan finally returned to their camp, a “car city” that resembled a giant parking lot.

The surroundings were surrounded by large van-type vehicles, and small and medium-sized vehicles formed a second defensive ring. In the middle was a camp residential area with various small tents, and the most central open space was the living area where the “Lulu Clan” carried out various activities.

Twelve human outsiders were torn apart, and Qin Lun and the others were given a small tent. The facilities inside the small tent were extremely simple and crude. The floor was covered with the fur of an unknown animal, and various household utensils were piled up in a corner.

The only thing to be glad about was that there wasn’t any odor in the small tent. It seemed that these “Lulu Race” weren’t as unhygienic as the real little monster Goblin.

When the sky turned completely dark, bright lights lit up in the camp. A female Goblin from the Lulu tribe brought Qin Lun and the others an umbrella-shaped lamp, some potato mashed food, and a pot of drinking water.

The mashed potatoes are full, warmed and slightly salty. However, Qin Lun and the others, who had been hungry for a whole day, did not pick and choose, and quickly ate them all clean.

“I’m going out to take a look!” After Qin Lun had eaten his fill, he stood up. However, the tent was a little short, so he could only bow.

“Can we go out?” Lin Feng was stunned.

“Did they prohibit us from leaving?” Qin Lun smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine! Did you guys notice that these Goblins have a very strange attitude towards us? We’re neither prisoners nor guests. There must be a reason why we’re so forcefully staying here to entertain us now …”

“You’re right. I have the same idea. It seems like it’s the right choice to discuss with you!” Before Qin Lun could finish speaking, a deep voice sounded from outside the tent.

Immediately after, a burly figure opened the tent from the outside and drilled in.

“Disciple” Seeing the person, Lin Feng’s face turned pale. He only shouted for a moment before he realized it and covered his mouth with his hand.

“Welcome!” Qin Lun smiled kindly at his disciple Hansen.

“You don’t seem to be surprised by my appearance!” Hansen looked deeply at Qin Lun and said meaningfully.

“Right now, no one knows what these Goblins really want. They don’t restrict our personal freedom, so they will naturally find someone to discuss it with!” Qin Lun said indifferently, “It’s just that I never thought that someone would come looking for me!”

Hansen smiled bitterly. He had no choice but to discuss it with Qin Lun.

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Late at night, while Qin Lun was discussing with his disciple Hansen, a pile of zombies suddenly wriggled in a safe corridor of the base building in Area 91, stretching out a slender arm through a crack.

The stacked zombies were slowly pushed away by their arms. A slender figure covered in blood crawled out of the pile of corpses with difficulty. None of the skin and flesh on the figure’s body was intact, just like a ragged doll.

After standing up tremblingly, the figure slightly turned around. His face, which had been gnawed into a skull by the zombie, flashed with a miserable green light like a dark flame. The figure held an empty syringe with an X-mark in his left hand and a scalpel flashing with cold light in his right hand.

“Ah ~ ~ Joey Foster!” The silhouette raised its head, and its incomplete vocal cords and tongue emitted a vague voice that was like a ghost’s howl.