Mystical Journey

After becoming a Level Three Machinist, Garen stood up from his bed, wishing to solve the upper limits of controlling the Big Wild Wolf. In order to do this, he first had to produce a Production Threads for the chips. Garen had already chosen a type of plant for the Resonation aspect, which could still produce pheromones even after being separated. This could be used as the foundation code for communication.

Garen found a towel to wipe the sweat off his body before heading up to the third floor. He reached the second floor, which was where East Perrin and a few other females were temporarily living in. They had their own rooms at the corner of the second floor, just like Garen. They had used the doors from the flying ship as their doors, which was a perfect fit after Garen cutting it down to the proper size.

East Perrin and the only small girl were sitting together, enjoying their meal. Both of them seemed to be whispering about something.

Garen walked up to them, seeing them acting very friendly with each other as they whispered into each other's ears.

His footsteps seemed to have shocked the young girl as she quickly rushed to the other side of the room to sit down. She lowered her blushed face as she didn't dare to look at Garen.

East Perrin was standing there trying to hold off her laughter.

"What are you laughing at? What are you guys whispering about?" Garen had never treated the women in the radiation belt as women as the people here were very agile and brave. The women here were on par with the men and they could do anything the men could.

"We are talking about you," East Perrin shook her head. "I can't help it. This little girl loves you but she doesn't dare to confess her feeling towards you. Hence, she can only whisper it to me," she spoke out loudly in broad daylight.

Ah!

The little girl by the side screamed as she covered her face and ran away.

Garen was speechless and even more so for East Perrin.

"She says she wants to give away her virginity to you. Are you interested in it?" East Perrin looked at Garen boldly. Her expression was very honest but her gaze was extremely mischievous.

"Alright now is not the time to talk nonsense. Come with me," Garen said calmly.

"To where?"

"To find a Production Thread that could produce the chips. Do you know where to find one?" Garen asked.

"Production Thread?" East Perrin rubbed her chin. "Actually, I do know where to find one. However, it is slightly far from here. Since we're going out, we should find some washable clothes for everyone," she pulled her shirt down.

Her tight gray shirt was ragged. Since she wasn't wearing a bra, her raw body was streamlined across the shirt with two pokies protruding out of the shirt without any cover.

"What do you think? Feel like fucking me, right?" East Perrin looked at Garen teasingly.

"You better do your work!" Garen rolled his eyes as he reached out his hands and grabbed her breast.

"Hey, that's painful!"

East Perrin avoided him helplessly.

The relationship between a male and female in the radiation belt was pretty direct. If one had an interest, they could directly go into their room and they could start mating immediately if the opposing party did not reject the offer. It's totally fine for them to give birth without any marriage or tedious etiquette. The radiation people did not know what their life-span was, hence their motto in life was to enjoy life while it lasted. For a person such as East Perrin, who was still a virgin at such an age was considered extremely rare.

It's not that Garen wasn't interested in her. Afterall, there were urges he as a man could not hold back. However, he would lose his sex drive because he would recall Celine every time he tried to make his move. Celine might still be bearing the stress that he was supposed to bear or was trying her best to protect his family. How could he have forgotten such a favor?

"Alright, get ready to move out," Garen said coldly.

"Yes, boss!" East Perrin placed her tongue out and intentionally walked to her room in front of Garen while sticking out her butt.

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In the gray field, the rebel army was holding banners while a team of at least a dozen people moving forward slowly.

Although this group of people were all in gray-black attires, they looked like they were stained with blood as if they had just lost a war.

The one who walked at the front was a young man with a black headscarf on his head. He looked very persevere but his eyes showed a sign of gentleness. His soft and gentle black hair would move about as wind blew across his face.

There was also a gentle and graceful girl in a veil walking beside him. The duo led the team while two muscular men carried the flags behind them.

"Hurry! Everyone, please hold out a bit longer! We're reaching the stronghold soon!" the man in black headscarf shouted.

"Clint, are you sure you won't attract the predators while you simply shout out?" The muscular man carrying the flag looked at the man in the black headscarf hopelessly.

"Trust me on this," Clint turned his head around and revealed his white teeth as he smiled. "As a man, this is my seventh sense!"

What he relied on was not his own intuition but Red Moon's scanning device on his body.

"Alright, I'll believe you once more since you've rarely gotten it wrong," the muscular man shrugged helplessly.

"Ouch!"

One of the team members shouted out of the blue as he crouched down and covered his leg.

The veiled girl at the front of the team immediately went to check on him.

"You've been stung by a scorpion. You'll be fine."

The man nodded as he gritted his teeth.

The girl used her nails to cut open the man's swollen area, causing a huge amount of viscous blood spilling out from the wound to the field nearby. Then, the girl's finger glowed green. It shone onto the wound and the recovery was sped up multiple time, healing it in no time.

Within ten seconds, the wound was fully healed.

"No matter how many times I witness it, your Willpower is definitely incredible Lon!" Clint praised. "If it weren't for you, we'd be in big trouble."

"It is my responsibility," Baylon smiled. "I wonder where brother had gone to."

One could see that she missed him just by looking into her beautiful eyes.

"I wonder too. We heard the news that he had been surrounded and killed when we entered the region and couldn't believe our ears. If Red Moon didn't inform us that he's still alive, I would think that he is already dead!" Clint nodded.

They had led a life of freedom in the underground rebel army for the past two years. There were no laws and very little restrains there. Since they had enough strength, they stood firm with their own feet under the guidance of the person who had saved their lives, becoming one of the main forces in the underground rebel army. Clint had reached level three in his Nine Mega Cannon Training Method and possessed the strength similar to a top-notch Level Five Pilot. Although he was still no match to the Inherited Level powerhouses, his strength was on par with a New-Moon Level Resonance Pilot.

Due to special circumstances, they were not able to unleash their true Willpower potential without operating a Mech. However, if they were able to get their hands on a Mech, they would be nothing but powerful. Fairy was a person who was considered their trump card in the rebel army.

On the other hand, Baylon had been stuck at Level Two after trying to mimic her brother Nonosiva's fighting style. According to Redmoon, she had damaged her root as she tried to breakthrough into Level Two without sufficient foundation. Although she was promoted, it would be hard for her to increase further without proper treatment of her damaged root.

Hence, Baylon was still stuck at Level Two which was about as strong as a typical Level Four Pilot.

Both of them managed to make a lot of new friends underground but they still couldn't find Nonosiva's location. After being saved by Nonosiva once, Clint was very grateful and respectful towards Baylon's brother. Recalling his overwhelming strength back then, he felt that he was out of his league even to this date.

No matter how many times Red Moon had told him that he was no longer weaker than Nonosiva when he's operating a Mech, Clint still strongly felt that he would still lose to him if they were to fight.

"If Nono big brother is still around, I wonder what kind of realm his strength would have reached…" Clint said emotionally.

"Those Fila, Van Doe and the Seventh Divine Wind General are too cruel! I will definitely avenge brother someday!" Baylon clenched her fist as she muttered.

"Then you better start working hard," a lazy voice flashed across both of their heads. It was Red Moon's. "You should abandon that trickster, the sooner the better. I have already told you guys many times that you were not saved by him but Nonosiva but you guys always put a deaf ear on me. It's unfortunate that we cannot get in touch with him due to the large disruption or else we would have known the truth by now."

"He was there on the scene, how could it not be him?" Nonosiva may have came beforehand but I believe uncle is still the one who saved us," Clint said hopelessly. "Red Moon, I will be angry if you say any further. Uncle is our lifesaver. Even if he didn't save us back then, he had helped us out so many times during these times. Ever since my sister passed away, he has been my only family so could you please not slander him?"

"You idiot! I don't even know how to scold you now. You even helped him count his money when he sold you guys off," Red Moon said hopelessly. "Fine whatever. Fortunately, Lon is getting good at healing people. If not for Lon the last few times, you would have died from that old hag Squid."

"Nothing I can do about it… Squid is an Inherited Level and I'm no match for him…" Clint scratched his head as he said honestly.

"Let's move on quickly or else we won't be able to reach the Ancient Ruins before the sky turns dark," Baylon said softly.

"Fine, let's hurry up. The place we're currently heading, the Eighth Ancient Ruin, has a very high intensity of radiation. We will be relying on Lon if anybody's radiation sickness worsens," Clint said softly.

"Sure no problem," Baylon nodded.

She looked ahead with a slight sense of melancholy.

Brother… Where are you? I now possess the ability to heal the residual Willpower of an Inherited Level Pilot, which meant that I now have what it takes to heal your injury. If you're still alive, I prayed to God that Lord Red Moon would be able to contact you…

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On the grey field, three black dots were sprinting swiftly in it. They were three giant wolves which bodies spanned about two meters long. Its bodies were covered in black fur and were carrying two men and a girl in ragged clothes on their back.

"The Seventh Ancient Ruins? Someone dared to go there even though it's an ancient ruin?" Garen was riding on the giant wolf firmly as he turned his head to the left and spoke to East Perrin.

"Yes. In this vicinity of the radiation belt, if there is any place to search for a Production Thread which was used to produce the Chip Element, then the only possible place is the Seventh Ancient Ruins. Those garbage mountains wouldn't even have these kinds of stuff and would only have some parts at most. On the other hand, The radiation intensity on the Seventh Ancient Ruins was lower than the other year. Although it was still three times more intense than outside, it was nothing compared to the other Ancient Ruins," East Perrin nodded as she replied.

"When we reach there, Fanny and I will enter the ruin and you'll be waiting for us outside," Garen nodded. "Afterall, the amount of radiation we can resist is much higher than you."

"Alright, I will hide outside while waiting for you two. If I encounter a large scale attack from the predators, I will send out the signal," East Perrin knew that she would not be useful inside and would only cause trouble if she were to do so. Hence, she didn't press onto the issue further.