Half a month later, the Polluter's Lair.
Before becoming the Polluter's Lair, this place was the city government headquarters—a building leaning towards Western style.
After several modifications, together with a hodgepodge of various messy things, it became the gathering place for the polluters.
Which is also their old nest.
In the best room of the City of Evolution, it was now a complete mess.
The food, precious after the apocalypse outbreak, was scattered all over the floor, along with shattered tableware.
Upon closer inspection, you would find that the steaming hot food was all bright red, emitting a pungent bloody smell.
Rather than a product of careful cooking, it would be more accurate to describe it as freshly butchered raw meat.
"Useless! All of you are useless!"
Lai San was in a terrible mood these days, smashing things while cursing at the top of his lungs.
This strong anger even suppressed the intense desire for destruction born after his mind was twisted.
Now, all he wanted was to find those few rats causing chaos in the City of Evolution and vent his anger thoroughly to soothe his heart's hatred.
"Third Brother, you need to learn to stay calm and composed."
On one side of the room, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a refined suit said lightly.
If you ignored the two tentacles slicing an undercooked "steak" and the wine glass floating in the air, you might think he was some business elite.
"Calm? How the hell do you want me to calm down?"
Lai San's eyes were bloodshot, with violent killing intent swirling around him, adding a chilling atmosphere to the room.
"Old Qian, you know very well, those self-degrading garbage cut off the head of my most beloved Big Guy! How can I calm down, damn it! I want to grind them to dust!"
"I saw you eat Big Guy's heart quite happily. Besides, your impotent anger here won't solve problems."
Qian Li showed a sinister cold smile, using a tentacle to pick up a handkerchief and wipe his mouth.
"Isn't it just a loss of a few dozen trash? It's nothing, surely those death-seeking mutants are back again."
Lai San panted like a bull and impatiently said, "So, what do you propose we do?"
"No worries, I have a rough idea of their location. A bunch of overconfident trash, they will be eliminated with a snap of fingers, and once again, become fodder on our evolutionary path," Qian Li said calmly, "Not only that, I've even found those mice we hadn't caught before."
"Really?"
Lai San's eyes lit up immediately.
Ever since the city ran out of edible resources, they started devouring each other to continue their evolution and survival.
Initially devouring opponents, then later devouring subordinates.
But the polluted flesh wasn't as tasty as pure flesh when consumed.
Therefore, Lai San had been craving those survivors for a while.
The players occasionally coming to this city were seen by him as the best supplements, consuming one could significantly enhance his power.
That's how he and Qian Li broke through to the D Tier.
"Rest assured, we should have the exact location by the afternoon," Qian Li said confidently, "According to previous estimates, there are at least a few hundred sheep left. Once we devour them all, our strength will reach a new level."
"By that time, hehe... we brothers can venture to other places!"
With Qian Li's words, Lai San was already lost in daydreams.
In a sense, he could barely be considered a pure person.
Doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, isn't lustful, has no bad habits, eats only to fill his belly and boost his strength, with a single-minded desire to become stronger...
Just the things he fills his belly with are a bit abstract, reflecting a style from the Wei Jin Southern and Northern Dynasties.
"Report!"
"Get in."
"Big Brother! We've got great news! We've basically found the location of those sheep! There are a lot of them, afraid the brothers have to go all out!"
"Haha... Third Brother, look, isn't the good news coming?"
"Absolutely, absolutely! Go, tell the boys to get ready for a feast!"
...
At dusk, the polluter's army moved out in full strength.
Since the apocalypse outbreak, the fuel in this city had long been exhausted.
Nearly a thousand people, led by a scout, marched mightily toward the building where the survivors were located.
From afar, those aware knew it was the polluter's army moving out, while those unaware might have thought it was Pai Daxing leading a collective move from Bikini Bottom!
The whole scene was full of bizarre forms.
In a nearby ruin, Lu Wenwu took out a walkie-talkie and said softly:
"Brother Long, they are heading your way, numbers match our estimates. How many we can take down this time depends on Niu Niu's performance, make sure he doesn't mess it up."
"Roger that, everything here is prepared, Director Ye will keep an eye on him. Be careful, over."
Compared to Lu Wenwu's casualness, Wei Long's response was evidently more formal.
Accompanying Lu Wenwu in lurking there, Yuan Shi was still somewhat uneasy.
Even if he tried hard not to look tense, attempting to stabilize his breathing.
But his breaths were still quivering a bit.
Even though Lu Wenwu had lured nearly a thousand minions away, the Polluter's Lair still had at least twenty or thirty D+ Level leaders and over a hundred D, D- Level underlings.
Soon, the two of them and one dog would have to face these powerful beings head-on and forcefully assassinate C-level Lai San.
Claiming not to be nervous would be pure nonsense.
"Stay calm, you're panting more heavily than Mao Mao." Lu Wenwu handed him a piece of chewing gum, "Just relax, my big brother's tactics are a century ahead of the world. Relax, I'll carry this round."
"Your... big brother?"
Yuan Shi chewed the gum, slightly easing his nerves, but still tightly held the special close-combat firearm at his waist.
It was something he had specially prepared for the assassination.
"For someone like you to call him big brother, he must be a tactical master with a deeper understanding of the instance!"
"Of course."
Lu Wenwu nodded slightly, with a look of nostalgic sentiment.
"Once you've mastered my big brother's tactics, only A remains to be conquered."
Yuan Shi: "..."
Bro, hearing you say that, my heart, which I had almost settled, was suspended once more.
After waiting patiently for a while.
As the sun set and night was about to fall, Wei Long's signal finally arrived.
Lu Wenwu took a moment to adjust his own Spirit, Essence, and Qi to their peak state.
Then he patted Mao Mao on the head: "Count on you, baby, have fun with them for a while."
He wasn't at all worried about Mao Mao being in mortal danger.
With a speed of up to 56, if Mao Mao were adamant about running, even an ordinary C Tier couldn't catch up.
"Woof."
Mao Mao let out a soft bark, suddenly turning into a stream of light, shooting straight toward the main entrance of the Polluter's Lair.
The yellow flash dog is back on the streets!