861 Military Rank 1 (1/2)

Clint carefully scraped the green moss off the sewer pipelines into the small dish in his hands. Immediately, there was a smile on his face.

”There will be more ingredients for tonight's dinner.”

In the dark and gloomy sewers, there was an underground river that flowed rapidly on the right side. At times, there was some white and yellow floating debris drifting by. Most of it was a layer of thick oily sludge that stank from afar.

However, Clint had gotten used to it. He looked around for more spots with such moss and scraped off the only bit of moss in the sewer into his small dish.

During these few days in the sewers, he had encountered multiple instances of underground pursuit. They were not by the pilots above ground but by mutated rodents that lived in the depths of the sewer and would appear in big groups every few hours. These rodents with glowing red eyes could gnaw through any objects. In order to conserve the mech's energy, Clint did not dare to misuse the mech. It was a rigged-up mech in the first place. The power furnace was an old model and lots of its energy had been used up. A majority of what was left of the energy had been used for Red Moon's recovery while the final bit was reserved for the opening of the hatch door.

Thinking of this, Clint sighed. Putting away the moss, he touched his stomach and it still felt a bit sore to the touch. He looked at the time, turned around and headed back to his hiding spot.

”Ten more minutes until the group of rodents appear. There should be enough time.”

After walking for a distance, he quickly wormed his way into a narrow crevice that was located in a small space between the pipelines. There was an indistinctive white light shining from the inside and a wet glaze was seen when the light reflected off the floor of the sewer.

Clint walked in and saw Baylon roasting a dried rodent. Both of them had been living like this for the past two days. They were only left with eating this as they had finished their dried food supplies. Luckily, Baylon's Bright King Training Method could eradicate most diseases and infections; otherwise, eating this unhygienic stuff would cost both of them their lives.

The light came from the electric wire of a Mech. It was not very bright since it had to be used conservatively.

”How is it? How's the situation outside?” Baylon looked over with wide eyes. She had now completely transfigured into a female, or to put in another way, she was a female all the while. It's just that the training method helped shed off the epidermis layer.

Sitting on her knees by the fire, Baylon's face was red and she looked rather worn out.

”Fortunately, no one seems to be coming after us,” Clint nodded and smiled helplessly. ”Maybe this is part of the radiation area, so they don't dare to chase us down? Their bodies could acquire the radiation disease after staying in a radiated area for a long period of time.”

”Yea…” Baylon nodded and lifted her arms. Grey spots faintly appeared on them as if the skin had shriveled.

”I heard that it is hard to treat radiation disease…” her eyes dimmed, ”once a person has the radiation disease, there's no way to live in the regions anymore…”

”Don't worry, there has to be a way when Lord Red Moon wakes up!” Clint was always full of hope and confidence even though he himself did not know where this confidence came from, ”If I myself have no hope, then there really isn't any hope at all.”

”Yea... Lord Red Moon is very powerful. There sure is a way to solve it,” Baylon relaxed slightly. They had constantly viewed Red Moon as all-capable. Even though he had a foul mouth, he could always think of a way to resolve any matter. As compared to that, radiation disease did not seemed like a big issue.

Both of them quietly worked together to clean the moss with filtered water. They then boiled some soup with the dried rodent meat and moss. This food had been their main sustenance.

After boiling for some time, a booming roar thundered from the outside of the passageway. It sounded as if it came from afar.

The look on Clint and Baylon's faces changed. They swiftly got up and blocked the only access to this small and narrow space using a piece of the shattered alloy plate from the mech. The alloy plate fitted in nicely to conceal this place. Clint braced both of his hands against the alloy plate in fear of it being knocked down.

On the other side, Baylon quickly extinguished the fire, leaving only a little material for starting a fire and covered the soup before spreading out clothing on top of it.

Not long after, there were several thudding sounds outside of the alloy plate, as if there were numerous little things ramming against the alloy plate non-stop. Clint had started to sweat and was exerting great effort. With his Level One Nine Mega Cannon Training Method, his strength was several times that of ordinary people, and yet, he still felt remarkably strained.

One could only imagine how great the impact coming from the outside was.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, the ramming sounds began to weaken. The blue veins on his forehead started to subside and he had sweated profusely.

He let out a long sigh and slid down onto the floor after the last ramming sound had died down.

”Hoo… hoo… hoo…” the sound of huffing and puffing as intense as a racehorse could be heard.

”Come, drink some water…” as there were no cups, Baylon filled the indented part of a small piece of alloy plate with water and brought it over.

”Thanks,” Clint took it and gulped it down.

”Did you hear something?” Baylon suddenly asked warily.

”What? Heard what?” Clint was stunned.

”I… I think I heard the sound of someone shouting on the outside…” Baylon replied uncertainly.

”There's someone?!” Clint stood up, his eyes filled with worry.

Both of them lightened their breathing and Clint could hear it too.

”Carl!” ”Carl, where are you?”