Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Lin Heng used the Sand Boat to exchange for a heavy motorcycle and a lot of weapons and ammunition from the quartermaster. However, due to the Sand Boat's overly slender body, it could not turn well on the street, so Lin Heng had to reluctantly give it up.

But soon the thrill of the roar of the heavy motorcycle filled Lin Heng's heart.

After passing through the gate, Lin Heng turned the direction of the motorcycle and quickly shuttled through the traffic. The strong wind blew his coat, making a crackling sound.

After working frantically for a while, I realized that I didn't seem to have Caroline's contact information, and I didn't even know where she worked.

Besides her, he didn't know many people in Shangchao. Russell? Thinking about it, he probably still stayed at Madam Hera's hotel. Lin Heng felt a chill all over his body. If he wasn't taken away by the other party again, he shouldn't make himself miserable.

So Lin Heng went directly to the gates on the middle and upper levels, and his chip helped him pass the inspection smoothly.

Along the way, Lin Heng was filled with emotion, as if the battle had just happened yesterday. Although his attributes had not improved much, his combat experience had increased a lot. Maybe this time when he returned to the bottom nest, he would be able to hunt more dangerous creatures.

Riding along the way, the roaring heavy motorcycle attracted a lot of people's attention. Anyone who dared to travel so ostentatiously in the middle level must not be an ordinary person.

But some people just don't believe it. They think that they are not that awesome, so why are you pretending like this?

So there were a few stubborn people who stood on the road that Lin Heng had to take when driving, carrying guns, with their hands on their waists, and shaking their legs, ready to "borrow" Lin Heng's car for two days to play with.

“Hey! Stop the car! I’m talking to you, hey! Stop the car…Ahhhhhh!”

Lin Hengli ignored him, didn't even brake, and even stepped on the accelerator a little more. The gangsters who formed gangs had done so many bad things, you were lucky you didn't get shot.

Everyone thought Lin Heng would stop the car and wait for the humiliation from the others, but unexpectedly, the other party suddenly accelerated. The man in the middle didn't react in time, his legs even twisted, and he hit the side of the motorcycle.

The 800-pound motorcycle, traveling at nearly 100 kilometers per hour, hit the highway robber hard, sending him flying diagonally into the air, hitting the wall and falling to the ground. Three bloodstains were left on the motorcycle, the wall, and the ground, each thicker than the last.

Lin Heng's motorcycle didn't even deviate, and it sped away all the way, showing its heroic spirit.

The other two robbers were also frightened and pale, realizing once again the unreasonableness of the Nest City.

Several hours later, Lin Heng finally arrived at the Blood Hand Clan's position, but the gate that was usually open was now completely closed, with only a dozen guards patrolling back and forth.

"I'm a subordinate of Orwell, the leader of the Blood Hand Clan. Why is it so deserted in there now?" Lin Heng stepped forward and asked.

"Orwell's men? Haven't you been in the middle level recently? Don't you know what happened?"

Lin Heng felt something was wrong. On the way here, he felt that there were fewer people. Normally, he couldn't ride his motorcycle so fast. So he shook his head and said that he had been in the suburbs outside the nest.

"Wait a minute! You...are you the Crazy Axe Lin Heng who followed Chief Orwell before?" one of them said excitedly.

Lin Heng looked a little old after being exposed to the wind and rain during the time he was out. His beard was untidy and his hair was not well-groomed. If he hadn't washed his face in the barracks, his acquaintances might have been dazed when they saw him.

"It's me.. How come Orwell is the leader? Where's Holden?"

"After the meeting, Chief Horton was stabbed by a poisonous dagger from the enemy. It was too late when he returned to his position, and he died. Now Chief Orwell is leading the Blood Hand Clan."

Lin Heng sighed, life is unpredictable. He thought that in the end the opportunity he bought with his arrest would allow both of them to survive, but in the end one of them died. However, it was not bad that Orwell could become the pillar of the family.

"So what are they doing now? Are they on a mission?"

"Well... it can be considered a mission. Now basically all the clans, big and small, in the middle layer have been sent to the bottom nest. I don't know what they are doing, but anyway, the middle layer is enjoying a completely unprecedented peace."

"Are there any moves from those guilds? The clans are gone, but the factories are still operating?" Lin Heng asked.

The guard nodded and said, "We are doing more work without the interruptions of others. Some of them are sent to the upper level, and some are transported to the bottom nest. I don't know what happens in there."

Lin Heng thought that if most of the clan's soldiers were able to go down, then something serious must have happened down there. Maybe there was a fierce fight going on down there.

Lin Heng parked his motorcycle in the courtyard of the Blood Hand Clan and followed the weapons transport vehicle to the tiankeng.

When he arrived, Lin Heng had a new understanding of the nest city. Hundreds of transport trucks were parked on the roadside, and a large amount of weapons and ammunition were transported to the elevators. Some of the goods were transported manually using pulleys.

"Don't just stand there and help! The East District has gone down more than a hundred meters, and our West District can't be left behind!"

"Bring more grenades, no matter what type! Just as long as they can be used. Bring plenty of bullets!"

"I picked up a rare guy. What's the use of a broken rifle?"

Hundreds of people used all available tools to transport supplies to every corner of the bottom nest. This bustling and harmonious scene made Lin Heng feel a little unreal.

Lin Heng walked through the crowd and followed the route he remembered, heading towards the Jinwatan Gang. The gang members around him were running back and forth, and no one knew why, but everyone looked very nervous.

"These things are useless now! What we need are metals and various biological materials!" Jinwatan's familiar voice shouted, and his tone sounded very helpless.

There wasn't even a guard next to the store, and there were only him and two or three other people busy inside.

Lin Heng pushed away the scavenger who refused to leave, leaned forward and looked at the fat man inside with a smile.

"Why are you cutting in line?"

"You're looking for death, right?"

Lin Heng picked up the shotgun with one hand and rubbed his head. When the scavengers saw that Lin Heng was holding a big gun and carrying a chainsaw sword, they knew at first glance that he was a ruthless man who would kill without blinking an eye. They didn't dare to look at him and quickly walked away.

"Who is this?! Interrupting my business! I make tens of thousands of dollars a minute!"

Jinwatan turned his head and froze in his place, staring at the familiar face in the window like an idiot. Then shock turned into surprise, and surprise turned into joy.

"Lin Heng! Hahahaha, why the hell are you back? No, no! Are you serious?"

Jin Watan ran out at a loss, and saw Lin Heng standing by the window carelessly, but for a moment he didn't dare to go forward to recognize him.

"What's wrong, Boss? I haven't heard that your business is so big."

“Hahahaha! It’s really you! My good brother Lin Heng is back! I’m quitting, I’m quitting. The rest of you should stop working too. Let’s have a big party tonight!”

Seeing Jinwatan's happy expression, Lin Heng's heart gradually eased. The few acquaintances were still so enthusiastic after meeting, and Lin Heng also felt that he was cared for.

Having said that, Jin Watan asked his men to pack up the shop and led Lin Heng to the stronghold.

"Master, what on earth happened in the bottom nest? Are they fighting against some enemy? Where is Oster? Why isn't he standing guard at the door?"

Jinwatan's cheerful expression immediately turned cold, as if he recalled something sad.

"Oster is dead. He was killed by those horrible creatures. I heard that he was torn in half and his body has not been found."

Lin Heng's expression gradually became empty as Jin Watan spoke. He clearly remembered that he was talking to him before and sharing a cigarette, so how could he die suddenly?

"Do you still remember the strange creatures you encountered when you led the three people to investigate the sewer? Their number was beyond imagination. Fortunately, the roads to the bottom nest and the middle layer were blocked, otherwise the entire nest city might have been engulfed in flames.

They basically killed all the creatures in the bottom nest and infected every scavenger who went deep into it. Fortunately, you reported it in time.

Guards were sent to inspect personnel in tiankengs and other places to prevent the spread of the creatures, but a considerable number of them were still living in the pipelines.

So during this period of time, more and more people were recruited to go deep underground to kill those horrible creatures, and Oster and his team encountered those creatures in the pipeline.

It's just that he wasn't as lucky as you, and died in the dark sewer, becoming a pile of rotten meat or food for living creatures."

Jinwatan's words revealed endless loneliness. The man who was full of vigor and vitality just now now looked as gloomy as an old man who was about to die.

Lin Heng recalled the gene stealers they met at that time. The second generation made the four of them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy, and the first generation was even more terrifying. If it weren't for a tough guy like Ogrin, perhaps they would have all died there.

How could a group of gang members armed with light weapons now cause any harm to such a horrific creature!

"Damn it, why is he fighting for his life! Doesn't he know his own weight? If he can't win, just run away! Hide behind others and attack! Is he a fucking idiot?"

Lin Heng found it hard to accept. He had killed many people before. He was very uncomfortable at first, but later he became hardened. But when the first person he knew and was familiar with lost his life so easily, Lin Heng's heart was hurt for a long time. People are still people after all.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. When you come back this time, you must drink to your heart's content. Don't worry about the trivial things. Live in the present. He is dead, but we are still alive. This is the ending. Life should be lived in the present, not in the past! Drink!"

Although Jinwatan spoke in a very domineering manner, tears welled up in his tightly closed eyes, but he just didn't want Lin Heng to see them.

Lin Heng sighed, took the bottle of wine from Jin Watan, poured some wine on the ground to commemorate the disappeared soul, and then got drunk.