Translator: AnubisTL
The natives of this world looked almost identical to the transmigrators.
Not only did they speak the same language, but the transmigrators even recognized familiar accents among them.
However, the natives and the transmigrators were natural enemies.
Any encounter inevitably led to drawn blades.
While the transmigrators could often conceal their identities, the moment they engaged in combat—whether killing or fighting—a small line of text would appear above their heads: "Player [Name]".
It looked like something straight out of a cheap browser game.
Huff!
Scar Dog exhaled heavily, relieved to see no vehicles pursuing them in the rearview mirror. He didn't dare lower his guard immediately, though, clutching his shotgun close and remaining vigilant.
The two didn't speak.
This stolen private car was connected to City 18's Law Enforcement Bureau. If anyone reported the vehicle missing, the Bureau could access real-time audio recordings transmitted from the car.
In other words, every word they spoke in the car now would one day be played back in the Bureau.
Naturally, the two men avoided speaking during this time to prevent revealing any information.
Soon, they drove out of the city and into a desolate wilderness. They steered the car onto a rough, potholed dirt road, then tossed a lit lighter into the gas tank.
They quickly retreated in the opposite direction as a thick, searing flame erupted behind them.
Before long, they arrived at a murky riverbank, its surface covered with a greasy film, floating white trash, and tangled debris of weeds and branches.
The sweltering summer heat intensified the stench, making it almost unbearable.
After scanning their surroundings to ensure they weren't being followed, they meticulously checked each other for listening devices, trackers, or any other suspicious objects.
Finally, they exchanged a glance.
Without hesitation, they pinched their noses and plunged into the river.
Splash!
A moderate-sized splash erupted as they hit the water.
Chen Jiang and Scar Dog submerged themselves, swimming backward rather than forward.
The soil beneath the riverbank had an unusual structure.
The structure was shaped like an inverted U.
Beneath the riverbank's edge, the soil wasn't solid. Years of erosion by corrosive river water had caused significant erosion, leaving only a thin surface layer above a hollow space.
This layer of soil didn't directly meet the river water; instead, a gap roughly half a person's height separated them.
Whoosh!
When Chen Jiang and Scar Dog surfaced in this hidden spot, they exchanged glances before greedily gulping down breaths, savoring the thick metallic tang in the air.
Soon, a massive shipping container loomed into view just ahead.
The container stood well above the water's surface but didn't touch the soil above, ensuring both that river water couldn't flood inside and that there was enough clearance for the two men to crawl through the entrance.
The container had likely been swept here by the river's current and become wedged in place.
Once they discovered it, the container became their secret hideout, stocked with food and painstakingly gathered items.
This secret hideout was, for all intents and purposes, safe.
No one would ever suspect that beneath the soil along the riverbank lay an empty space, concealing a massive shipping container.
Even the enforcers' hounds and those damned mutated beasts couldn't detect it. The overwhelming metallic scent masked all other odors, rendering Chen Jiang and his companions untraceable.
Of course, there was a structural risk.
After all, no one knew when the layer of riverbank soil above the container might collapse, burying the entire structure.
The two had done their best to reinforce the area above with rivets and supports, constructing numerous triangular frames to prop up the soil.
After all, only the area around the container was hollow; the surrounding ground remained solid.
But how long these makeshift supports would hold was anyone's guess. They weren't architects, after all.
Soon, the two climbed into the container.
They tossed their river-soaked clothes into a corner, rinsed themselves off with the container's water reserves, changed into fresh clothes, and sat down to inventory their recent haul.
The container stood upright at the bottom of the river.
It was a relatively large container, its base roughly the size of a master bedroom.
The container held a table, two sofas, and a pile of items they had collected.
Chen Jiang's hand cannon and Scar Dog's shotgun had been assembled from these items.
"Brother Jiang," Scar Dog said, finally relaxing and placing his shotgun on the table. His voice was tinged with excitement as he continued, "We hit the jackpot on this mission! Not only did we haul back a Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret, but we also scored a million credit points for free!"
"What a stroke of luck!"
"I need to check what day it is. I've decided—this day will be my lucky day from now on!"
"It's too early to tell if this is a blessing or a curse," Chen Jiang said, his expression weary as he stared at the Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret. "This turret was clearly ordered by a major faction. By intercepting it, we've made an enemy."
"And by impersonating nightwalkers and taking a million credit points from the Cold Wolf Gang, we've made enemies of both the nightwalkers and the Cold Wolf Gang once we're exposed."
"Plus, we've completely burned bridges with Ma Zi."
"Damn, one mission and we've made enemies of four factions! That's some innate ability right there!"
"But the corresponding rewards are substantial too."
Scar Dog grinned, his carefree laughter echoing, "The Ancestor was right all along—risk and reward always go hand in hand."
"Indeed."
Chen Jiang and Scar Dog exchanged glances before spreading the burlap sacks across the table to inspect their haul.
They had been stranded in this accursed world for three months now.
Killing mutated beasts yielded items, though most were weak. Occasionally, they found item fragments that could be combined to assemble more powerful tools.
When they first arrived, a voice had echoed in their minds, announcing the global transmigration and granting each player a random innate ability. Since then, the voice had never spoken again.
Chen Jiang's randomly assigned innate ability was:
[Unrestrained Modification]
[You can defy physical limitations to create any firearm you can imagine. As long as you have sufficient materials and enhancement items, you can craft weapons like a sniper rifle with a 3,000-meter caliber and a 10-kilometer barrel.]
(End of the Chapter)
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