Old K trembled as he scrambled to his feet, staring at the black metal powder scattered across the ground. A dark, wet stain slowly spread across his pants.
He had pissed himself.
And he wasn't the only one. Beside him, Monkey and Big Bear were shaking as if they'd been hit with a high-voltage current.
That had been the wreckage of a special steel warship over ten meters tall!
One shot!
Just one shot!
Not even a scrap remained—everything had turned to dust.
"I-I'll lead the way! I'll do it!" Old K stumbled upright, his legs so weak they wobbled uncontrollably.
Only one thought filled his mind now.
The man before him was no piece of trash that had fallen from the Inner Sector.
This was a merciless king of hell who killed without blinking!
"Sir! Ancestor! This way, please!"
Old K bowed and scraped, wiping cold sweat from his face as he hurried to take the lead.
Monkey and Big Bear supported each other, necks hunched like quails, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
Qin Yu carried the crimson-glowing Kiss of Death on his shoulder, following the three at a leisurely pace.
His military boots crunched over the scrap metal littering the ground.
To Old K and the others, the sound was like the drumbeat of doom.
"Sir, the recycling station is company territory. If we go there like this, we'll be walking to our deaths," Old K ventured, glancing back as they walked.
"The place is heavily guarded, with automated gun turrets everywhere. We won't even get close to the gate."
"Maybe… we should head back to our settlement first and lay low?"
Qin Yu didn't break stride, his gaze cold and sharp.
"Settlement?"
"Yes, yes!" Old K nodded frantically.
"It's called Rust Town, right there in that abandoned mine pit ahead."
"All the scavengers on this junk planet live there, sticking together."
Qin Yu gave him a cold look.
"How many people?"
"A few thousand!" Old K swallowed hard. "The town boss is called Scar. He's got a few dozen guns and handles handing over the scrap we collect to the company every month in exchange for moldy nutrient paste."
Qin Yu adjusted the Sniper Cannon on his shoulder.
"Fine."
"We'll go there first."
Qin Yu wasn't stupid.
Even though he'd just fused with the World Heart and now wielded a Pseudo-Rule Level weapon, he was completely in the dark about the situation on this junk planet.
To take down the company's recycling station and seize a ship to escape this place, a single gun wouldn't be enough.
He needed cannon fodder.
And he needed to establish his authority.
Twenty minutes later.
The four of them stopped at the edge of a massive underground mine pit.
Looking down, they saw a dense cluster of low, ramshackle shacks pieced together from scrap metal.
The air reeked of a foul mix of excrement, urine, machine oil, and rotting flesh.
"Sir, that's Rust Town down there."
Old K pointed toward the mine entrance.
Qin Yu nodded.
"Lead the way. Down we go."
As soon as the four of them reached the narrow entrance tunnel of the mine pit, they were blocked by seven or eight men dressed in worn leather armor and carrying homemade blunderbusses.
"Halt!"
The leader was a bald-headed brute.
His right eye was fitted with a crude mechanical prosthetic that glowed with a murky red light.
The bald man spat a thick glob of phlegm, his gaze sweeping over Qin Yu before locking onto the exaggerated form of the Kiss of Death resting on Qin Yu's shoulder.
Greed instantly flooded that mechanical eye.
"Old K, where the hell did you pick up this new face?"
Baldhead shook his neck and swaggered over.
"Not a bad gun."
Old K turned pale with fright, quickly stepping forward and lowering his voice as he blocked the way.
"Brother Baldhead! Watch your words! This lord..."
"Fuck your 'lord'!"
Baldhead showed no courtesy, suddenly delivering a vicious kick to Old K's stomach.
Old K let out a miserable scream, directly knocked into the muddy ground, clutching his stomach and rolling around in pain.
"In Rust Town, who dares call themselves 'lord' besides Brother Scar?"
Baldhead sneered coldly, raising the crude shotgun in his hand and pressing it directly against Qin Yu's chest.
"Kid, your clothes are torn to shreds. Just fell from above, didn't you?"
"Do you know the rules?"
"Entering the town requires a toll."
Baldhead pointed at Qin Yu's shoulder.
"Hand over that piece of scrap metal to me, and I'll let you in to scavenge."
The nearby thugs burst into laughter.
They raised their broken guns and iron rods, aiming them at Qin Yu.
Monkey and Big Bear were so terrified they immediately crouched on the ground, covering their heads and trembling.
Old K lay on the ground, closing his eyes in despair.
It's over.
This Baldhead is digging his own grave.
Qin Yu looked at the crude shotgun barrel pressed against his chest.
Not a ripple of emotion showed on his face.
He didn't even blink.
"You want my gun?"
Qin Yu's voice was soft, yet it carried a chill that made one feel as if they had fallen into an icy abyss.
"Obviously! Hand it over!"
Baldhead was extremely arrogant, reaching out with his rough, large hand to grab the barrel of the Kiss of Death.
Just as his fingers were about to touch the gun's body.
Qin Yu moved.
Without any flashy movements.
Qin Yu's free left hand shot out!
So fast it left an afterimage in the air!
His five fingers, like iron-cast steel claws, clamped down hard on Baldhead's neck!
"Crack!"
An extremely crisp sound of bone breaking echoed in the deathly silent passage.
Baldhead's eyes instantly widened, his face turning purple-red.
His feet left the ground as he desperately flailed his arms, trying to pry Qin Yu's wrist away.
But to his horror, he discovered that this man's arm was harder than a battleship's armor!
He couldn't budge it even a fraction!
"What kind of trash are you."
Qin Yu's gaze was icy to the extreme.
"Daring to touch my gun?"
Qin Yu didn't even fire the gun.
His left hand suddenly exerted force!
"Bang!"
Qin Yu used Baldhead's entire body like a sandbag, smashing him hard against the nearby scrap metal wall!
The thick metal wall instantly caved in a large section!
Baldhead's head burst like a smashed rotten watermelon.
Red and white matter splattered all over the ground.
Instant death.
Complete silence fell over the scene.
The thugs who had been laughing wildly just moments ago froze, their smiles completely stiffened.
The crude shotguns in their hands trembled uncontrollably.
"Thud."
Baldhead's limp corpse slid to the ground, his neck twisted into a grotesque angle.
Qin Yu pulled a ragged cloth from his pocket, wiping the blood off his left hand with clear disgust.
He raised his head, sweeping a glance over the remaining thugs.
"The rules, I understand now."
Qin Yu casually tossed the cloth aside, his eyes sharp as knives.
"Now, take me to see that Scar of yours."
"Clatter!"
The thugs' legs gave way in fear, their weapons dropping to the ground.
They immediately knelt in unison, kowtowing frantically.
"B... big brother, spare us!"
"We'll lead the way! Right now!"
They didn't dare entertain even a hint of resistance.
Baldhead was a half-cyborg with a mechanical spine!
And he had his neck snapped with one hand, his head smashed to a pulp!
What the hell kind of person is this?!
Qin Yu stepped over Baldhead's corpse and strode into Rust Town.
Old K and the other two quickly scrambled to their feet, bowing their heads as they followed closely behind.
Old K was now filled with both terror and fervor.
Having lived on this trash planet for forty years, he had never seen anyone so ruthless, so domineering!
The interior of Rust Town was even more dilapidated and oppressive than it appeared from the outside.
Everywhere were scavengers, skin and bones from starvation.
Seeing Qin Yu and his group, especially the menacing-looking Sniper Cannon and the kneeling thugs leading the way, everyone hurriedly retreated into their shabby shacks, peering out fearfully through the cracks.
Soon.
The thugs led Qin Yu to the center of the town.
Here stood a tin house retrofitted from a medium-sized starship engine.
It was also the largest and sturdiest structure in Rust Town.
Before the thugs could even announce their arrival, the tin door was violently kicked open from the inside with a loud clang.
A burly man over two meters tall, with a face full of rough features, stepped out.
The man was bare-chested, his muscles knotted and bulging.
Most striking was his left arm, completely replaced by a crude, bulky military-grade mechanical prosthesis.
The scar running from his forehead down to his chin twitched slightly with his cold sneer, making him appear especially ferocious.
This was none other than the boss of Rust Town, Scar.
Behind Scar followed thirty or forty armed men carrying various automatic firearms.
A dark, imposing crowd, with countless black muzzles all aimed at Qin Yu.
"Who the hell dares to kill on my turf?"
Scar's voice was grating, like a broken gong, making eardrums ache.
He immediately spotted the bloodstains on the ground and then noticed the [Kiss of Death] on Qin Yu's shoulder.
Scar's single eye instantly lit up.
"Nice piece."
Scar licked his chapped lips and swaggered over to Qin Yu, stopping less than five meters away.
"Kid, was it you who took out Baldhead?"
Scar pointed at Qin Yu's nose, his rough features trembling.
"Not bad skills."
"But on this trash planet, no matter how good you are in a fight, it's useless."
Scar arrogantly patted his thick military-grade mechanical left arm, producing a metallic clanking sound.
"I'm the company-appointed subcontractor foreman."
"You killed my men, that's a slap in the company's face."
Scar sneered, his eyes filled with cruelty.
"I'll give you two options."
"First, leave that gun on your shoulder, kneel down and chop off both your arms yourself. I'll spare your dog life to dig in the mines at the bottom of the shaft."
"Second, I'll turn you into pulp and feed you to the mutated dogs outside the town."
The surrounding armed men began chambering rounds.
The sound of "clack-clack-clack" echoed in succession.
The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point, the air seeming to solidify.
"I'll lead you to raid the company's granary!"
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