Chapter 2377 - 1181: Wanderer Camp 2

Chapter 2377: Chapter 1181: Wanderer Camp 2

Is it really for the so-called freedom?

Of course, not all wanderers actively pursue freedom, seeking a life outside the system’s control. Quite a number of wanderers are actually criminals exiled from various cities.

After all, the Alliance has always advocated humane treatment and equality, leading to the abolition of capital punishment. The harshest penalty for criminals is revocation of citizenship and exile to the wilderness, letting them fend for themselves outside.

And those criminals who survive outside often become wanderers. In fact, some of the most famous wanderer camps today are mostly established by these criminals, who are as tenacious as cockroaches and better suited to the law of the jungle.

In short, today’s community of wanderers is no longer the initial group of truth seekers pursuing freedom, but rather a chaotic mix of all sorts of peculiarities—the antipode of civilization in the eyes of Alliance people.

But Dorothy is quite interested in these wanderers, always wanting to see what this group opposing the utopian world of the Alliance is like.

Of course, the more chaotic it is, the more suitable it is for her kind of foreign spy infiltrating mission.

Hmm, if it weren’t for the summoning of Elsa’s Prayer Dance to the Gods, she would have gone directly to the wanderer camp instead of heading to the Mobile City.

"The wanderer camp is not a good place; it’s dangerous inside, we better not get involved."

Elsa also cast her gaze towards the camp not far away, and seeing Dorothy eager to go, she quickly warned.

Angel Sister is quite familiar with the wanderers, since her Freedom Wings mainly consist of members from various wanderer camps. Naturally, no one understands these so-called wanderers better than her, the leader of the rebels.

Ambitious people, mad scientists, heretics, dream-chasing idealists, pure truth seekers, mechanical ascetics, ferocious criminals, cyber lunatics, virus AI, and various other special groups are all present. These bizarre beings, unacceptable in the harmonious society of the Alliance, are truly talented in their own unique ways.

This is normal, as it’s difficult for the unskilled to survive in the harsh environment of the wilderness; they would be directly selected by nature. Those who survive and live well typically have some tricks up their sleeves.

"Um, given our lineup, is there even danger? Elsa, don’t look at me like this, I’m actually quite formidable."

Elsa’s admonishment only strengthened Dorothy’s resolve, making her even more confident.

Hmm, what scene hasn’t she witnessed? The past City of Sin was much more terrifying, right? This mere wanderer camp can’t scare her; she must see what it’s like.

Angel Sister: "....."

Elsa was momentarily speechless.

Looking at the wanderer camp ahead, it’s just medium-sized. Her strength alone could easily handle it, not to mention the presence of Inspector Bahamut.

But, she instinctively views Dorothy as a harmless flower, imagining her pure and flawless, thinking she shouldn’t enter such a filthy place and pollute her eyes.

"Elsa, I think this camp is at the foot of the mountain; the people inside must know about the situation in the mountain. Let’s gather some intelligence."

Seeing Angel Sister hesitating, Dorothy found a reason to persuade.

She truly wants to go inside and take a look.

Mainly, she has become familiar with the situation in the Mechanical Wilderness in the past couple of days and is ready to start acting, planning to support some local forces to cover her actions.

In the Mobile City, she is constantly under system surveillance, making it difficult to act. Since she has finally encountered a wanderer camp, this opportunity shouldn’t be missed.

Seeing Homebody Witch with the expression "I’m really curious," Elsa sighed.

What else can she do? Naturally, let her go.

"Then you must stay by my side and don’t wander off."

Angel Sister, like taking care of a child, repeatedly advised.

She eventually agreed.

"Okay, I promise not to wander off."

Thus promised Homebody Witch.

Yeah, but she doesn’t promise not to cause trouble.

So, they moved towards the wanderer camp.

As they got closer, the real situation of the camp became clearer to the group. The camp didn’t have many buildings but was made up of a lot of large RVs, shipping containers, heavy armored vehicles, tents, motorcycles, and so on.

Though the equipment seemed high-level, the combination gave off a primitive tribal feeling, especially the bonfire in the center of the camp, which contributed to the tribal gathering vibe.

Of course, on Sky Net, this is referred to as "simple, free from industrial pollution, pure beauty."

Recently, wanderers often post videos on Sky Net, where bloggers are often muscular black-skinned men and women, with bright and simple smiles, paired with wild mechanical leopards, bulls, dogs, etc., directly showing off the wandering life.

The Alliance citizens, raised in luxury, had never seen such scenes, each falling into fascination, exclaiming how this is life, freedom is good, and pure innocence prevails.

But Dorothy suspects these videos are "recruitment" ads from the wanderer camps, and if any city dwellers believe the beauty of wandering life and choose to wander, they’ll soon be harvested like crops by the campers.

"Stop, who are you?"

As the four approached the camp’s outskirts, a loud shout suddenly came.

The voice came from a watchtower nearby, and Dorothy followed the sound to see a few armed figures approaching.

Homebody Witch sized up the attire of these individuals and nodded approvingly.

This time, it’s just right.

With colorful hair, strange hairstyles, flamboyant runes, distinctive cybernetic modifications, and those cocky expressions—this is the standard wanderer.

"We’re here to experience the free life; are you wanderers? I’ve seen your videos on Sky Net—now that’s what life is like, so we came to try it."

Dorothy, looking naive and sweet, shouted with excitement.

Her eyes sparkled like stars—an obvious fangirl expression, highly admiring these wanderers’ "freedom," posing as a gullible recruit.

She planned to disguise as a naive recruit tricked by the videos, hoping to understand the dynamics of the camp in front.

Hmm, the four of them are exceptional beauties here, sending themselves to the door—will these "yellow hairs" take the bait?

Homebody Witch, with some anticipation, thought, fully prepared to impose righteous action.

However.....

"Yet another bunch of city idiots—ladies, listen carefully, there’s no romance here you seek on the wilderness; return from where you came. You’re not welcome here."

To Dorothy’s surprise, although some of the yellow-haired guys were indeed captivated by the beauty of the group, and some were eager to approach, the leader with a distinctive Mohican haircut abruptly stopped those clearly swayed companions and impatiently addressed the group.

Dorothy: "....."

Goodness, Master Huang Mei lost this time.

She hadn’t expected someone could resist her charm. Even without deploying her Face of God strength and deliberately toning down her beauty, she still appeared like a superstar; yet this yellow hair wasn’t tempted?

Tsk, could it be such bad luck encountering a rare good guy in the wilderness?

...Homebody Witch in confusion....