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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Chapter 1139: Section 704: Hometown (Part 1)_2

Author: Half-step Purgatory
updatedAt: 2025-07-13

CHAPTER 1139: SECTION 704: HOMETOWN (PART 1)_2

"Ah, this is food, prepared as an offering to Madam Hetang." The young man at the back of the boat said.

"Food?" Malin was taken aback, then found it hard to choose—if it were a sacrifice to the Evil God, this Evil God shouldn’t be called Madam Hetang.

"Yes, esteemed sir, your mount is Madam Hetang." The only woman on the boat said, looking at Malin with a flattering smile.

Well, Malin had prepared to call that Giant Salamander "Backup Ration Number Four," not expecting it already had a name.

Thinking of this, Malin nodded—since it was prepared to feed the Hetang, it proved this Giant Salamander wasn’t lying, it truly knew the humans of this area, and humans would prepare food for it. In return, it wouldn’t attack humans.

As for its earlier motion of attacking Malin, maybe it had something to do with the Psychic Palm Malin had landed on it first.

At this moment, the Giant Salamander emerged from the water and spat a boy onto the boat.

Malin linked spiritually with the Hetang, and the latter said a sentence that made Malin erect a Psionic Wall.

·It’s the... teacher’s child!

The four people on the boat fired bullets at this boy, which were all blocked by the Psionic Wall. The boy jumped up: "You killed my grandpa!"

"Sir, don’t listen to his nonsense!" The middle-aged man loudly refuted.

Malin gestured for everyone to be quiet, then pulled out his tablet. The drone quickly appeared before Malin, and a screen popped up, showing Sage Yu: "Mr. Malin, we seemed to have parted just a while ago, is there something you need?"

"Do you recognize these people?" Malin asked Sage Yu to operate the drone to identify the group of five on the boat.

"Ah, of course, I know. The captain of the light cloud privateer team, Jingyun, long time no see. This time, who did you kill again? Let me think carefully, your bounty is at 400,000 Thainan yuan, Mr. Malin, are you interested?"

"Four hundred thousand, what can it buy?" Malin asked the child beside him.

Behind him, the young man who hadn’t spoken all along struggled with his expression, and the gun he originally intended to point at Malin was now slowly and steadily pointing at his own head.

The child glanced at the young man committing suicide, and when he looked at Malin, his face was already filled with awe: "Sir, with it, you could buy a small building in the most bustling area of New Hangzhou."

"Not bad, lend me your heads." Malin turned to look at the three outside the Psionic Wall; simultaneously, he extended his hand backward, and a gun was placed into Malin’s hand. The struggling young man kneeled in front of Malin, drawing the knife from his waist, pressing it to his own neck.

Malin frowned and then looked at the boy beside him: "Right, you said they killed your grandpa, interested in avenging him?"

"I, can I really kill them? If you capture them alive, it could be about 600,000 yuan!" The child looked at Malin, with a gaze that was half confused and half puzzled.

"Revenge for grievances, hatred for enmity, I don’t care about that additional 200,000. After all, I previously ruined your plan, consider this my compensation to you. You keep the money, and live well." Having said that, Malin used spiritual energy to make the four murderers kneel together and then sat aside, watching the child take the knife from the young man’s hand, slitting each of their throats in turn.

A ruthless person indeed.

With this sentiment, Malin reached out, directly purifying the souls of these four bastards, then jumped onto the back of the Giant Salamander: "This small boat is yours, can you return alone?"

"No problem." The child said, stabbing the zombie again, then severing its ropes, tossing its body overboard.

Madam Hetang happily swallowed its arranged meal.

Malin remained silent—outside New Hangzhou lay the Dark Zone, this world was indeed brutal and merciless. Since this child was seeking revenge, Malin could forgive what he did, but if next time Malin found him killing innocent people, the one to die would be him.

With this conviction, Malin simply tossed his tablet to the child: "Go back and find Sage Yu, he will arrange a new identity for you on my account, remember, do not impose on others what you do not desire yourself."

"...What does that mean?" The child was puzzled.

Alright then, I suppose idioms too have suffered a cultural discontinuity. With this regret, Malin spoke again: "The phrase means, I want you to remember those scoundrels you killed today, and in your future life path, don’t become like them, got it?"

"I understand, sir." This time, the child nodded.

"Mr. Malin surely likes to pose challenges for me; this child is but a waif from outside the city... however, I’ve seen this child’s loyalty and resilience, so I’ll take him under my wing. This child has transcendent abilities and should be able to become a transcendent warrior."

With Sage Yu vouching, Malin bid farewell to the child and then let Madam Hetang continue onward.

The journey was smooth, and as a powerful entity in this water, Madam Hetang had undoubtedly devoured everything across this area; no small fry dared to jump out, causing Malin some regret because the journey was too tranquil, leaving him slumped in a chair, waiting for Madam Hetang to take him to his homeland.

Fortunately, water had two major advantages—one being a lack of need to battle landslides on the broken roads along the river, and the other was Madam Hetang’s movement in the water exceeded Malin’s imagination.

Around two in the afternoon, with Madam Hetang’s call, Malin awoke from his nap, looking at the dilapidated dock ahead, he jumped off Madam Hetang’s back and removed the seat from its body.

·You... leaving? Not returning?

"Yes, I am leaving, I’m giving you back your freedom." Malin smiled as he spoke, simultaneously turning around, letting a few zombies at the top of the small dock fall into the water under the control of spiritual energy.

"This is a snack for you, I’m going now, goodbye."

Not wishing to bid a final farewell to this elder beast, Malin patted its big head and then turned to leave.

As he ascended the portstairs and got onto the platform, Malin turned his head to see Madam Hetang still watching him.

Ultimately, Malin turned around; the zombies rushing toward him instantly plunged into a rift and then in the next second, while screaming, they stumbled out of a rift unfolded in the air behind Malin, landing heavily on the ground.

A gigantic zombie lunged at Malin, but in front of Malin was torn in half by a Psychic Palm, and as this corpse was thrown below the port behind Malin, the living zombies began to flee—somewhat intelligent, they knew to escape.

With a sigh from Malin, Malin turned to look at the large bridge behind him—this bridge had broken into five sections yet still bore the manner of its olden days; of course, this couldn’t be from Malin’s era, it could only be a creation from before the Great Destruction.

According to Bei Luo, this area had become the most popular tourist city, known for its early 21st-century style, with the roads of the main city completely replicated, though few blocks from those years had preserved.

Thus, as he followed the road back to his former little hideaway, he saw merely remnants of streets he was entirely unfamiliar with.

The place was overrun with zombies; however, they differed from their counterparts in the dock area—they wore tattered clothes and beast fabric, wielding various tools, tossing those extracted remnants onto the flatbeds of mutant animal carriages.

Then, these animal carts would depart here under the pull of a zombie, seemingly intending to dump the building debris elsewhere.

How strange, is this... are they manipulating these zombies to rebuild this city?

With curiosity, Malin moved northward—he wanted to visit the former site of the orphanage.

And as Malin delved deeper, he witnessed more oddities—zombies wandered through the city clad in various tattered garments, as though the city were still alive.

Malin remained silent, simultaneously recalling Jason’s earlier words.

Jason... who knew you also had the capability of foresight?

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