"Oh?" Tamasi seemed genuinely surprised, "Your country doesn't have that? What's it called, I can almost never remember, something like... a baby incubator?"

"This might be the most widely used legacy of Gray Fox," he said. "The discounted products in the self-service shopping machines are plentiful, but almost every sect will inevitably buy a bunch of baby incubators. Even if they don't have any, they will try to buy or borrow from other sects. 'Dragon Gate Array Shopping Cards' may be hard to come by, but for a sect, finding one or two is relatively easy."

Self-service shopping machines, Ash and his companions were no strangers to this term; in fact, they had just passed one today.

The machine's exterior looked like a shiny, dark black colossal box with a control panel. By inserting a shopping card or using credit points for payment—though naturally no one in the Wasteland had credit points—it was possible to purchase five million kinds of Dragon Gate Array's proprietary products.

No delivery was necessary; it made them on the spot.

Shopping cards, shopping machines, these were the most common and practical relics in the Wasteland. Sects were able to resume social production and even repair parts of the production lines from the Divine Era by stocking up through shopping machines, eagerly licking the remaining glory of the bygone era.

"As long as you obtain the genetic information of two people, the baby incubator can automatically nurture life. If you provide enough genetic information, multiple possibilities can be matched, and you can choose the most excellent traits," Tamasi explained. "Generally speaking, baby incubators run non-stop. Although there are those who choose natural pregnancy, anyone with the privilege to queue will not opt for the outdated mode of reproduction."

He paused, "That's how I was born."

Ash asked, "Do you still remember your parents?"

"By the time I came to my senses, they seemed to already be dead. We were basically a generation of older kids raising younger kids... a Warrior Servant is a position with a very high mortality rate."

"Just being alive on this piece of Wasteland means facing a high mortality rate."

Ash quietly watched the battle in the distance, feeling unexpectedly complicated inside. Faith created the Divine Era, faith leads to war, faith solidifies the will to resist the green strangulation, faith drives believers to bravely face death... Each country has its own theme, and Senluo's theme is probably 'burning faith'.

Everyone he met along the way, from Mercury Wooden Horse, Ya Sha Jin, Silver Lamp, to Transcend Sect believers... they all seemed urgent, feeling as if time was not on their side. The chaotic strife of the Wasteland filled them with a sense of urgency, as if racing to burn all their value before reaching the endpoint. They were like moths in the darkness, eagerly igniting themselves at the sight of a flame, just to feel a little warmth.

Perhaps this is the foundation of the Divine Era, or perhaps it is the root of war.

Finally, as the blue of the sky gradually saturated and deepened, and the night wind brought the killing intent of the green strangulation, both sides retreated to cease hostilities. The attackers encamped and surrounded the city, the bright bonfires keeping the darkness at bay, and the faith of tens of thousands was enough to block the invasion of the strangulating green.

"We should head over now," Ash let go of the clutch and twisted the throttle, the iron beast between his legs emitting the sound of electromagnetic rotation.

"What sect is that?" Igula suddenly asked, pointing at the attacking side.

"The Natural Sect," Black Crow answered. "Their ideal is to develop into natural beings, such as transforming into flames, radiance, frost, earth, with the ultimate goal of becoming the sun itself, or even a part of the Void Realm... They are followers of the Fangyuan Cicada Great Skill, seeking a more eternal and magnificent Eternal Life."

"Do they have any grudges with the Transcend Sect?"

"Hm?" Tamasi was taken aback, "I don't know. But how could any sect have a grudge with the Transcend Sect?"

In the Land of Senluo, the Transcend Sect was definitely a unique oddity. Other sects, no matter their ideology, all have a zealous desire to expand, except for the Transcend Sect, which stays within its buildings, adopting an attitude of 'if you don't come in, I won't bother with you'.

If it weren't for the combat power of Silver Lamp, it wouldn't be easy even if you wanted to offend the Transcend Sect.

Igula glanced at Black Crow and said, "I have a premonition that if we expose our connection with the Transcend Sect, we might face trouble."

Until now, Igula had not revealed that he possessed the 'revelation' Technique Spirit. With Tamasi around, he certainly wasn't going to say anything.

During today's tooth brushing, the revelation was 'do not expose the Transcend Sect'. In the perilous Senluo Wasteland, Igula dare not disregard the suggestion of fate.

"Then we keep it hidden," Ash decisively parked the Transcendence Motorcycle.

Igula thought for a moment. He was always cautious, wondering if just hiding their affiliation with the Transcend Sect was enough.

The Swindler said to Tamasi, "I'll borrow a few sets of clothes."

As he spoke, he took out three Ya Sha Jin suits from his Space Card, indicating that everyone should put them on, but not the masks, just the face coverings. Then, he pulled a bottle of something from his bosom and smeared it on his head, his golden hair instantly turning brown.

He then looked at Tamasi and said, "Take off your mask first. Now, everyone can recognize you as Ya Sha Jin."

Black Crow watched them in silence, not asking why, but tore several strips of cloth from the hem of his garment and wrapped them around his head, swiftly transforming into a bandaged face with only the eyes visible.

Once ready, Ash picked up Tamasi, and the three of them spread their golden and silver wings and flew directly towards the camp. Upon reaching the outskirts of the camp, they were stopped by soldiers, and soon a blond youth with glowing pupils approached, his dazzling gaze scrutinizing them carefully.

"Who are you?"

"Travel merchants."

"Travel merchants from where?"

"The Holy Temple of Tribulation Fire."

The blond youth frowned, "Isn't the Holy Temple of Tribulation Fire just a gang of bandits... and hasn't Tribulation Fire already been extinguished?"

"Yes," Igula's face showed a trace of sorrow. "Because of the threat from the Four Pillars God Sect, we're actually a team sent by the Holy Temple of Tribulation Fire to extend a friendly hand, hoping to join the Qinri Alliance. We didn't expect... And since the Tribulation Fire has gone out, our redemption coupons have also become invalid. We're hoping the Natural Sect can shelter us for one night or even longer."

Although Ash's Transcendence Jail redemption coupons were still usable, every bit used meant less remaining, needing to be replenished once exhausted. If they were used to stay overnight to resist the green vines, it was uncertain how much would be consumed, and it wasn't a 100% defense. They might wake up the next day to find parts of them greenified.

The Sects of the Qinri Alliance are quite friendly towards travel merchants, which is why they took the risk of coming here seeking refuge.

The blond youth caught the hint in the Swindler's words—they wanted to seek refuge with the Natural Sect.

Mages from the Destruction Sect were considered high-quality resources anywhere, but the blond youth looked at them and asked, "Are you a group of four merchants?"

"No." Igula pointed at Tamasi and said, "He's someone we found on the road, seemingly abandoned due to a facial disability, possibly a faulty product from a primordial pregnancy. We're planning to take him to Black Robe Town, to find him a night job that doesn't require showing his face... he doesn't even have Void Wings, how could he be one of our travel merchants?"

In the Land of Senluo, travel merchants are generally made up of two-winged Official Mages, simply because they're faster fliers. Although there are other forms of transportation, flying is the most common, with the longest distance between cities currently being covered in a 'flight range' of 12 hours for a Two-Winged Mage.

Finally, the blond youth nodded and extended his hand, saying, "Natural Sect petitioner, Nori Supernatural."

Nori led them into the camp while asking, "Did you encounter other travel merchants on the road?"

Igula displayed a thoughtful expression. "When we set out from Baiman Town, it seems we came across a group of travel merchants riding motorcycles."

"Aren't they on the same route as you?"

"No, it seemed like they were heading to Dingxiang Town."

Nori sighed, "That's too bad."

"What's wrong? Maybe we can be of service to you."

"It's just a missed profitable deal," Nori said. "If I could have caught those four individuals, maybe I could have saved a few Dragon Gate Formation shopping cards..."

"A few Dragon Gate Formation shopping cards!" exclaimed Igula, his eyes widening. "Is it that big of a deal?"

"Of course," Nori chuckled lightly, "that's about the downfall connected to the Nightfall—"

Boom!

Right at that moment, an earth-shattering noise exploded from the city!

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