Chapter 868: Sleeping is not allowed here
Which faction?
This question left Zhou Huai speechless.
He was new to the area and knew nothing about the situation in the Free Federation. He had no idea what factions were.
He glanced at the group of black men in the car.
Besides the dreadlocked man playing with a dagger in the passenger seat, there were three burly men covered in tattoos crammed into the back seat, each holding a magic-powered heavy machine gun, with the muzzles intentionally or unintentionally pointed at him.
Through Rahil's perception, Zhou Huai instantly saw through their true nature.
Four professionals in their early forties.
He might be considered a skilled fighter by ordinary people, but he was no match for someone who was on the verge of transcendence.
But these people were clearly unaware of this, and their gazes became increasingly brazen.
Regardless of Zhou Huai's answer, they were clearly planning to take action.
"Weren't you rushing to provide support ahead?" Zhou Huai pointed to the abandoned motel where a firefight was still raging in the distance, his tone indifferent: "What's the point of turning back to deal with a passerby like me?"
"Passersby?" The man with dreadlocks scoffed, tapping the car door with his dagger. "In this wilderness, there are no passersby, only prey."
Zhou Huai sighed helplessly.
He wanted to keep a low profile, but trouble just had to come knocking on his door.
"Never mind." Zhou Huai looked up. "Let me borrow your car."
This answer left the black guy in the passenger seat a little confused.
The dagger in his hand froze in mid-air. He stared at Zhou Huai for two seconds, as if he were an idiot: "What do you mean? Have you lost your mind?"
The people in the back row couldn't wait any longer.
"Why waste your breath on him!" A burly black man pulled back the bolt of his gun, glaring menacingly at Zhou Huai. "This guy looks just like those hypocrites from the Vatican! Kill him, strip him naked and see what's valuable!"
"Kill him!"
Several people quickly got out of the car, took out their weapons, and were about to attack.
The magic-powered heavy machine gun opened fire immediately, and the man with dreadlocks also lunged at Zhou Huai's throat with a poisoned dagger in hand.
"Go to hell, pretty boy!" The dreadlocked man grinned cruelly.
However, the next second, he froze.
There were no flashy skills, nor any energy fluctuations. Zhou Huai simply raised his hand, and two fingers steadily gripped the poisoned dagger.
"What?!"
The man with dreadlocks was horrified, feeling as if the dagger had pierced a steel plate. No matter how much he channeled his level 40 magic power, he couldn't advance an inch.
"Is that all the strength you have?" Zhou Huai said calmly.
Immediately afterwards, he applied force with his fingers.
"Snap—"
The steel dagger with armor-piercing properties was actually broken in two.
"This is impossible!" the dreadlocked man screamed.
Zhou Huai didn't give him time to think and slapped him across the face.
"Smack!"
The man with dreadlocks was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto a rock more than ten meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth.
The three burly men in the back row, firing machine guns, were also dumbfounded. The magic bullets that hit Zhou Huai were all deflected by an invisible force field and fell to the ground, without even scratching his ordinary casual clothes.
"Monster! He's a monster!"
The three burly men were so frightened that they dropped their guns and tried to run away.
But they have no chance against those who are halfway to transcendence.
Half a minute later.
The four black men lay on the ground groaning in pain. Had they known this young man was a monster of this caliber, they wouldn't have dared to cause trouble even if they had a hundred lives.
Zhou Huai dusted off his hands, sat in the driver's seat, and said to them, "Thank you."
"As expected, there are still more good people than bad in the Free Federation."
"Someone delivered a car to me as soon as I landed."
After saying that, he stepped on the gas and sped away.
The jeep sped along the desolate highway.
Zhou Huai held the steering wheel with one hand and rested the other on the car window, feeling the dry, hot air unique to the Free Federation.
After traversing the winding mountain road, the outline of a giant city could already be seen in the distance.
It was a colossal city where technology and magic intertwined, with steel skyscrapers standing side by side and magical spires, and flying vehicles and professionals riding strange beasts frequently soaring through the air.
It must be said that the professionals in the Free Federation are quite warlike.
Along this journey of less than two hundred kilometers, there were at least a dozen gang battles of varying sizes in the wilderness.
A fierce battle erupted right on the highway. Various magical skills and physical combat techniques flew wildly across the wilderness.
There are more humans than wild beasts, and they are more ferocious than wild beasts.
Besides these gang fights, Zhou Huai himself also encountered a lot of trouble.
Several groups of people attempted to rob him, a lone individual driving a beat-up car. Some set up roadblocks, some descended from the sky in mechs, and others tried to trap him by altering the terrain with earth magic.
However, he persuaded them all to leave in a "friendly" manner.
For example, the guy who blocked the road in his mech was punched by Zhou Huai, sending him and his mech slamming into the ground ten meters deep; the mage who set up the earth trap was forcibly pinned down in the pit he dug by Zhou Huai and cast into a statue with asphalt.
After several exchanges, the area around Zhou Huai's jeep finally became quiet.
He was driving with one hand, feeling puzzled.
When I was a child, I heard that the Free Federation was the place that professionals longed for most.
The area is technologically advanced, and its professionals are highly civilized.
With the freest trade and the most comprehensive promotion system, countless young professionals in the Great Xia Kingdom dream of one day going to the Free Federation for further studies.
How could it be so chaotic?
Arson, murder, and looting were commonplace, with absolutely no order whatsoever.
It feels even less safe than Donghai City.
Just as he was pondering this, a dark shadow fell straight down from the sky not far away and slammed hard onto the roof of the car.
"BOOM—!!!"
The immense impact shattered the Jeep's chassis, causing all four tires to burst simultaneously. The vehicle slid dozens of meters across the road, carving several ruts before finally coming to a stop.
If Zhou Huai hadn't released his power in time to protect the driver's cab, the car and its occupants would have been smashed into a pancake.
With a dark expression, Zhou Huai pushed open the badly damaged car door and got out.
A blonde, blue-eyed girl with wings on her back was lying on the roof of the car.
The girl wore tattered silver light armor, her body covered in wounds, and blood stained the two pure white wings on her back. She was on the verge of death, groaning incessantly.
Sensing Zhou Huai approaching, the girl opened her eyes with difficulty, her gaze dim yet revealing a plea for help.
Her lips trembled slightly, too weak to utter a sound, and she could only extend her blood-stained hand to Zhou Huai.
Any normal man who saw this scene would probably feel a surge of protective instincts.
But what does this mean?
Is this a staged accident?
Zhou Huai looked at her and said, "Madam, sleeping is not allowed here."