Chapter 7 (1/2)
Chapter 7 - Metahuman
It seeh a thousand years had gone by
Cloudhawk slowly opened his eyes He realized that he was lying out in the open, and he frantically sat up while scanning right and left The area was littered with piles of debris and ruined buildings They were in the ruins, and it was already day
Had it all been a dreaone The injury on his shoulder was gone The place where the sweeper had kicked hi was completely pain-free
Even the wounds he had taken froiven him had coht?
Cloudhawk could sense that his hands were clenched around soaze to take a look, his eyes narrowed Wasn't this the jehich he had taken from the sweeper camp?
The jeasn't shi+ning at all; in fact, it no longer eht However, its formerly smooth surface was now covered with h his blood had been drained into it, with so on its surface
The jewel looked completely ordinary and unre more than an ordinary black rock Aside fro its surface, there really was nothing particularly special about it at all
”Woke up?” The fat man walked over towards Cloudhawk Cloudhawk hurriedly hid away the black stone, then looked somewhat nervously at the fat man This man always had a merry look on his face, but he was actually an incredibly sinister person The fat man, however, didn't seem to mind the look on his face He actually tossed Cloudhawk a piece of bread ”Eat so first”
Cloudhawk hesitated for a few ry that he accepted the bread and began to gnaw at it The piece of bread was as tough as wood, but to Cloudhawk it was an absolute delicacy
Thethe various s As for the fat arette as he sat down ”Y'know, at first I was just lying to ya But I just changed my mind I'll take you to our outpost”
Why did the fat e his mind and become so nice? Cloudhawk had personally witnessed hi thee!
”You ht not know this, but you are now a metahuman” The fat man didn't wait for Cloudhawk to answer the obvious question ”And don't ask me what metas are fucked if I know All I know is that we are a new breed of humans whose bodies have been improved in certain way and are 's a meta, and every other member of our mercenary company is a meta Now, it seems you are a meta as well”
A surge of excitean to enter Cloudhawk's heart Did this mean he would become as powerful as this chubby white man and the muscular black man in the future?
The fat arettes, then continued, ”Buuuut… don't have too many expectations There are ility encemeta”
Cloudhawk didn't understand ”A healing meta?”
”Mad Dog's a strength meta, which is why he can snap bones as easily as snappin' twigs Strengthclose-combat warriors I'm a control le part ofme to aim and move with absolute precision That's why I can shoot your balls off fro I can control any tool or weapon with perfect precision”
”Then what about me?” Cloudhaas rather impatient
”You?” The fat man snickered ”All you do is heal a bit faster, but what the fuck good is that? If a bullet hits you in the head, you are as dead as anyone else That's why healing metas are the most useless of all o block a ht?”
The most useless type of metahuman? Cloudhawk couldn't help but feel a bit disappointment
”Heh!” The fat ave him a hard pat ”Cheer up Less than one person in a hundred is a ht not be useful, but at least you'll recover your energy much faster than ordinary people That means you'll be useful as a laborer Don't worry! Just follow me”
A thunderous boo out from the direction of the wastelands This sound started off sh it was travelling at such incredible speeds through the wastelands that it was generating sonic booms
”fuck! Finally!” The fat arette and rose to his feet, his hands resting against the pistols around his waist He barked towards the others, ”Everyone, look lively!”
The restingdrew out his two snowy blades as well
Cloudhawk didn't understand why thethis way, but the thunderous boo from the wastelands were incredibly close by now When he turned to squint towards their direction, his eyes suddenly widened He saw so so completely inconceivable that his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets
A sht skies It seemed to have coh the heavens it grew larger and larger
It was actually a large airshi+p that was at least a hundred !
There were a couple of obvious patches in the airshi+p's enorhout its metallic frame Evidence of makeshi+ft repairs could be seen everywhere, and soh they about to break apart at any moment Overall, however, this was an incredibly complete airshi+p
Its exterior walls and copper tubing were all neatly arrayed, and the engines at the back were constantly e plenty of hot stea that the shi+p was able to advance at an even keel On each side of the airshi+p there were black cannons protruding fro a sense of awe and menace