CHAPTER 333: CHAPTER 296: SPARE ME, SIR

Red Hair had an ugly appearance, his eyes darting around, with a face full of mischief.

In the Interstellar Era, humanity has undergone continuous gene optimization, greatly enhancing overall quality.

For someone as ugly as Red Hair, such an appearance almost certainly requires special customization.

For example, when large theater troupes need a clown, they go for gene customization.

Red Hair’s naturally coarse ugliness clearly marked him as a native of the Planet of Death.

The Black Banner Alliance continually abducts populations and promotes reproduction in various ways. However, they do not use any gene optimization technologies.

As a result, the natives naturally born in the Black Banner Alliance are generally quite stupid and ugly. But, from this naturally bred humanity, geniuses always emerge.

The Black Banner Alliance sacrifices the majority for the evolution of a few individuals.

Additionally, the Black Banner Alliance’s rules are very simple. This has also led to chaos in the planets ruled by the Black Banner Alliance.

In his past life, Gao Xuan never understood how the Black Banner Alliance could exist.

Although the Black Banner Alliance has over a dozen Golden Powerhouses, their overall military strength is extremely weak. It wouldn’t be difficult for the Alliance to destroy the Black Banner Alliance if they wished.

Upon his rebirth, Gao Xuan’s perspective changed dramatically. He thought the Black Banner Alliance looked more like a pilot project of the Alliance. A trial for another evolutionary path for humanity.

Chaos, battle, slaughter—using the harsh living environment to stimulate human wildness and fighting spirit.

Of course, this is just Gao Xuan’s conjecture. The specific situation might be even more complex.

From Gao Xuan’s point of view, he also found the existence of the Black Banner Alliance meaningful.

At least those who love crime can gather together and torment each other.

An ordered society maintains its order. That’s quite nice.

Nevertheless, the Black Banner Alliance is a sore in humanity. It certainly can stimulate humanity’s healing abilities and remind humans not to get too complacent, but it’s really disgusting.

Gao Xuan detested the Black Banner Alliance. If he had enough power, he would surely destroy it.

In his previous life, such scum like the Black Banner Alliance were the first to become traitors, committing an unknown amount of evil deeds.

No matter how Gao Xuan felt inside, it wouldn’t show on his face—not something a small Red Hair could discern.

He asked Red Hair, "How much do you charge for the fare?"

Red Hair, grinning, made a gesture with his hand, "Five per kilometer, guaranteed not to cheat."

The Black Banner Alliance, such a large organization, of course, has its own currency: Black Banner Coin. One coin is roughly equivalent to one Credit Point.

"Alright."

Gao Xuan went to pull the car door, but it wouldn’t open. Although this type of fuel car wasn’t really an antique, it was genuinely broken enough.

The handle was rusty, and the door didn’t budge; the handle almost got ripped off by Gao Xuan. Fortunately, he had good control over his Power.

Red Hair showed a look of disappointment; the door handle was specially used for scams, but the opponent’s Power control was unexpectedly good.

But no matter, once the guy gets in, he can’t escape.

For these foreign lambs to the slaughter, he was bound to carve them up.

Red Hair unlocked it from the inside and kicked the door open, beckoning, "Hop in."

The car was one of those two-door, four-seat sports cars. Gao Xuan tossed his backpack into the back seat and sat in the passenger seat.

This type of retro fuel car was indeed rare; Gao Xuan had never played with one before, finding it rather novel.

The cabin was actually quite narrow, the leather seats cracking with lines; when he sat down, the seat creaked noisily as if the underlying support pillars were broken.

Gao Xuan was wearing a Mechanical Battle Armor weighing twenty kilograms, and with his weight, it was only about two hundred twenty-eight pounds. The seat’s reaction was a bit exaggerated.

Red Hair didn’t mind, saying, "It’s fine."

With that, he slammed the accelerator, and the car shot off.

The car rapidly accelerated to nearly three hundred kilometers per hour, making the entire vehicle shake violently, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

Red Hair also had the window open; the wind rushing by seemed particularly loud. He even had the stereo blasting hectic metal rock, almost bursting the eardrums.

Gao Xuan had to acknowledge that making a ride experience so poor was indeed quite unique.

However, not even asking where he’s going and just speeding ahead—what’s going on?

Gao Xuan said, "I want to go to the Purple Lily Hotel."

"Ah, the Purple Lily, I know it. The beauties there are something, hahaha, bro, you know how to pick a place..."

Red Hair praised and then shifted the conversation, "But a place like Purple Lily is the same as any other outside, no character. Bro coming from off-planet is looking for thrills. I know a particularly thrilling place—Red Heart Palace..."

As Red Hair spoke, he was looking at Gao Xuan’s expression. Unfortunately, Gao Xuan wore punk-style mechanical glasses and mechanical Face Armor over most of his face, making him look cold and unfeeling, showing no expression at all.

Seeing Gao Xuan remain silent, Red Hair continued to entice him, "Red Heart Palace has everything, every skin color, disabled, dead, even Alien Race—you can play however you want..."

Gao Xuan coldly said, "Take me to the Purple Lily Hotel."

Red Hair felt a bit disappointed, but he still put on a smile and said, "What do you like, man? There’s nothing in Hundred Ghosts City that I don’t know."

He tentatively said, "Looking at your outfit, you’re into combat punk style. We also have a punk hunting theme, a group of women with modified organs—they’ll let you play however you want. If you wish, you can even kill them; we have a bloody package.

’As long as you have money, anything is possible!’

Gao Xuan felt a wave of disgust.

He wasn’t morally squeamish, but treating similar beings like objects without any limits, slaughtering them, even cutting them into pieces to eat, all for the sake of money, had crossed a line.

Actually, Red Hair was just an ordinary member of the Black Banner Alliance. He grew up in a chaotic and evil environment, and all this seemed normal to him; he didn’t see a problem. He certainly didn’t feel guilt or remorse.

Not seeing a problem is the biggest problem!

Of course, not everyone is so evil; there will always be someone who retains compassion in their humanity. But such people don’t live long in the Black Banner Alliance.

Red Hair was rambling on endlessly, taking the opportunity to drive the car into a side road. The surroundings became increasingly dilapidated, the weeds on both sides grew taller, and the road surface was full of potholes. This broken car was about to fall apart from the bumps.

Gao Xuan reminded Red Hair, "You’re going the wrong way."

Red Hair said indifferently, "No, this is a shortcut to the city center. I don’t usually take anyone this way. I just feel a connection with you..."

"I think this is a dead end."

"How could it be? I take this road every day. Trust me, I don’t fool people..."

Gao Xuan had made it clear, but the other party insisted on seeking death, so there was nothing more to say.

Seeing Gao Xuan silent, Red Hair felt a bit uneasy. After all, Gao Xuan wore a black Iron Armor, with semi-transparent reddish mechanical eyes that could see many gears silently rotating. His face was almost entirely covered by a black Face Armor.

The only visible part of his body was a head of Huang Mao.

This kind of guy looked somewhat dangerous no matter how you saw him.

Red Hair floored the accelerator, speeding up the car.

The surroundings became more desolate, yet Gao Xuan remained silent. Red Hair forced a smile and explained a few times.

When the car reached the entrance of a tunnel, Red Hair suddenly stopped. He pulled a large-caliber handgun from his waist and pointed it at Gao Xuan, "Brother, cooperate, and we won’t hurt you."

As Red Hair spoke, a group of big men ran out from deep inside the tunnel.

These big men were dressed haphazardly; some were shirtless, some wore leather jackets, and some wore Mechanical Armor.

Their weapons were also diverse—longswords, big sticks, electromagnetic guns, shotguns, and so on...

The only thing they had in common was all of them sporting a head of Red Hair.

The group surrounded the car, and a two-meter tall man pointed a gun at Gao Xuan’s head and shouted, "Get out of the car."

Gao Xuan obediently opened the door and got out; he even walked a few steps forward until his head was almost touching the man’s gun muzzle before he stopped.

Seeing Gao Xuan’s fierce demeanor, the big man grinned wickedly, "You seem quite tough! Do you know who we are? We’re the Red-haired Ghost Gang!"

The group of people laughed arrogantly. To them, robbery was both a job and a pleasure.

They all had an appearance of ferociousness that would scare an average person witless.

Yet, Gao Xuan stood there without saying a word, making the Red-haired Ghost Gang feel somewhat bored.

The leader even felt offended.

Generally, they just robbed people and didn’t kill at random. There was no benefit in killing. Letting people go still gave them a chance to rob again.

Unless the target was a beauty, who could be sold for a good price, would they kidnap and sell them for money.

Of course, they wouldn’t hold back against fierce resistance.

But someone like Gao Xuan who didn’t cooperate made the Red-haired Ghost Gang quite upset.

The leader pointed a shotgun at Gao Xuan’s leg and said, "Let’s give you a lesson first."

Saying that, he pulled the trigger, intending to blast off Gao Xuan’s leg.

Just as the leader pulled the trigger, Gao Xuan casually deflected it, redirecting the shotgun barrel to the side and blasting the brains of a big man standing nearby.

The leader was shocked and, before he could react, Gao Xuan’s metal-gloved hand stabbed into his throat.

The devastating Power directly crushed the throat bones, snapping much of the neck, causing the unsupported head to droop.

The leader did not die immediately but couldn’t breathe or muster any strength, filled with endless terror.

Gao Xuan reached for the shotgun from the leader’s hand, racking it with a casual turn, and two more heads exploded with a bang.

By then, the crowd finally reacted, firing their weapons randomly at Gao Xuan. Gao Xuan grabbed the leader as a human shield, pulled out the long knife from his waist.

This curved Longsword was exceptionally sharp, with a bright blade, exuding a murderous aura.

Gao Xuan split the Longsword left and right, cleaving the people on both sides in half diagonally.

He withdrew the blade and advanced, reaching the other side in a single step. The Longsword in his hand trailed a swirling blade light, encircling the people in a stroke.

With a series of soft thuds, blood spurted, and the ferocious-looking Red Hair were almost simultaneously sliced in two.

Only the driver, Red Hair, was left alive, standing trembling with a six-wheeled large-caliber handgun, too frightened to speak.

When Gao Xuan stood before him, Red Hair suddenly realized, collapsing to his knees while throwing away his gun, "Spare me, big brother, spare me..."