Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 555 - 443 Leaks

As the early morning came, the guard squads took turns handing over duties in batches.

Looking at Dai Lian standing silently in front of everyone, even these artificial human veterans who had once served in the military, couldn’t help but feel respect from the depths of their hearts.

They, as artificial humans, were famously known for not treating themselves as human, yet the captain of the Black Street Guard surpassed them by far.

Ever since these old soldiers had served under the captain, whether day or night, he had always led the team; they had not seen the captain take a moment to rest.

He was truly a superhuman!

So, when faced with Dai Lian’s inquiry, they appeared somewhat ill at ease due to their reverence.

"Where’s Song?"

"He... he’s not feeling well today."

"...Not feeling well?" Dai Lian’s eyebrows creased slightly, and his youthful and handsome face took on an unexpectedly imposing air.

These veterans had all been discharged from the battlefield, and to be released by the military, they usually faced extremely severe disabilities.

Even though almost all of these old soldiers had replaced their limbs with mechanical prostheses, pain still often accompanied them.

Minor pains from old injuries had long since honed their nerves, and even slight pains might be subconsciously filtered out by them.

Pain that was unbearable enough to resist... likely wouldn’t be endured alone in the camp by anyone.

So, even after so much time had passed, these old soldiers still hadn’t entirely opened up to Black Street... or rather, to the boss.

Privately, they still had access to resources only they could control.

Like... prostheses.

Money is one thing; connections are another.

Thanks to several recent transactions in the steel business, Black Street was relatively wealthy, especially with the steel that had just been brought in from the outside two days ago and had been sold, making its current wealth considerable.

But for them to search for the relevant resources on their own was still fraught with difficulties.

And the so-called excuse of not feeling well was probably another private contact with those unknown channels.

’I must take the opportunity to deal with these guys...’ Dai Lian’s eyes flickered as his gaze swept over the line of veteran guards, and he barked, "Attention!"

"Shh!"

"Lately, under the leadership of the boss, Black Street has become quite rich, and the covetousness of outside forces towards us has become more unrestrained, something I believe you all are aware of. We are one entity; the boss has entrusted the safety of Black Street to me... and to you. Any trouble in Black Street won’t please the boss. If the boss isn’t happy, none of us can escape."

Dai Lian’s cold voice passed slowly over each veteran’s face, "Don’t be complacent; the boss will get angry, and I will get angry too. Remember, you do not have the opportunity to make mistakes!"

"Yes!"

Despite having been away from the military camp for a long time, the old soldiers still maintained their discipline.

The response was in unison.

After Dai Lian turned away, several old soldiers exchanged glances in silence, conveying the meaning in their eyes.

’What’s Song up to? The doctor hasn’t contacted us lately, right?’

’Who knows...’

’It could be someone from the military camp, right? It’s not a connection that can be cut off just like that. We’ll remind Song later.’

As usual, the guard team first had to patrol around the edge of Black Street.

As the guard team approached the closest direction to Black Street from the wilderness, Dai Lian raised an eyebrow at some noise he heard.

In the distance, there was a stir.

"Quiet!" commanded Dai Lian, and the guard team halted.

Dai Lian closed his eyes, listening intently.

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"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

A glimpse of an image flashed by.

Dai Lian opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning.

’A small convoy is coming?’

The Black Street convoy had returned the other day, so who could this be now?

The military? Or other powers from the city?

As the shabby convoy appeared in the morning light before Dai Lian’s eyes, several familiar faces also peeked out from the windows of the vehicles.

The loudest among them, Kuang Xin, was the first to stand at the front, vigorously waving his arms, "Hey! Guang! We’re back!"

It was Kuang Xin and the others!

Dai Lian felt a surge of joy inside.

As the convoy slowly drove up and came to a stop nearby, Dai Lian finally spoke out, "How come you’re back? Weren’t you with the boss on a mission?"

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"We had to come back..." Kuang Xin was the first to jump off the vehicle and turned to help open the doors of the other cars.

Dai Lian got out of the driver’s seat and stretched lazily on the spot, explaining with a smile, "The mission’s done, but the brothers are worn out. We’ve come back for the organization’s help..."

Kuang Xin, grinning, slapped the metal car door and shouted loudly, "Brothers, come on out, we’re home."

The Grey Iron City players, missing arms and legs, helped each other out of the dark cabin, and facing the line of well-prepared veteran guards, they didn’t dare to be noisy at first.

To them, the players, missing limbs was not a big deal; as long as they didn’t die, they could explore new game content.

But orderly places, like Grey Iron City, always made them subconsciously a bit fearful.

Not fear of authority, but fear of the boring content under authoritative rule.

"Is this our turf?" a player cautiously approached Kuang Xin to ask.

"Of course... don’t be afraid, we’re home! This is our real territory." Kuang Xin looked at the distant, orderly fields with a somewhat relieved smile.