Legend of the Cyber Heroes-Chapter 52 - Escape from Danger

52: Chapter 52: Escape from Danger

52 -52: Escape from Danger

Li and Andy, the Green Forest brothers, were unaware that Xiang Shan had already seen them through his drone before they could see him.

Xiang Shan wouldn’t initiate an attack or snatch a vehicle, but since the other party had attacked first and shown an intent to kill, he naturally gave an equal level of counterattack.

Li had already begun to feel fear.

Yes, fear.

He no longer had any feelings of regret.

He felt that guy using his own weapon to pick up Andy’s body.

Placed it behind him.

He also confiscated Andy’s weapons.

Andy’s motorbike continued to move forward.

The bike had a very low center of gravity and could continue to travel even without a rider.

If it was necessary to turn, Xiang Shan only needed to press down on the handlebar with a long stick.

Li heard a sound of metal being struck from behind.

Xiang Shan, through some means, first destroyed the screws fixing the External Armor.

Next was the sound of a blade slicing through flesh, and the sound of flowing water.

Perhaps blood had splattered onto his own back.

Li thought.

It was his younger brother’s blood.

The smell of blood couldn’t keep up with the speed of the motorcycle, so Li didn’t suffer from the torment of smell.

But he began to cry.

“Hey, crying,” that terrifying voice came from behind him, “Do you feel it?

The feeling of being treated violently…”

“You’re a Hero, right?

How does doing this kind of thing benefit you…”

“What are you talking about…”

A hand pressed against the back of Li’s head.

Li thought he was dead, and everything went black—fear completely covered his visual signals.

Then he heard, “Do you see that bloody segment of your brother’s spine behind you?

What good does it do to his original owner, to you?

The same benefit it does to you, it does to me.”

Li shuddered.

He realized that even if he did as the Hero suggested, the other party would definitely not let him go.

Despair had already overshadowed all thought—he couldn’t even muster the courage for mutual destruction.

Xiang Shan then sliced open Andy’s body.

Then he let out a sigh of relief, “Huh, ‘Dragon Breath’…

not bad.”

“Dragon Breath” was the first athlete’s Prosthetic Lungs.

Its special design was that it mimicked the “air sac system” unique to Squamata-Aves, adding a cluster of air sacs behind the lungs to ensure that, whether exhaling or inhaling, the air in the lungs was in continuous high-speed circulation, unlike the mammal’s lungs, which could not circulate air during the transition between exhaling and inhaling.

According to research, this type of lung structure supported the dinosaurs’ terrifying mobility; thus, this model of Prosthetic Lungs was named “Dragon Breath.”

“Tch, this Prosthetic Body structure is still being used today…

Well, if the modification rate is maxed out, the lungs are just a burden.

Having the capacity to satisfy the brain’s oxygen supply is good enough.

I remember, from the first Cyborg…

what sports activities…

to full modification rate, it only took ten years?”

In this era, Prosthetic Lungs were only used by some with a lower modification rate for a temporary period.

However, Prosthetic Lungs were always better than biological lungs.

After all, Prosthetic Lungs don’t need to consider rejection reactions.

So Yuki would be saved.

“Speaking of which, ‘Dragon Breath’…

Is it a Japanese brand?

This naming taste really leaves something to be desired.”

While thinking, Xiang Shan pulled out batteries from Andy’s body.

The battles with Gleayard as well as the Welfare Officer had consumed too much of his battery.

And the “Donkey” carrying the spare batteries had gone missing, and he still needed to allocate energy to maintain Yuki’s life.

Right now, he was indeed a bit short on energy.

At that moment.

He suddenly looked up, then casually patted Li’s elbow, at the same time using the long stick to change Andy’s motorcycle’s direction.

The drone sent back a signal.

The “Donkey” was found.

……………………………………………

With a “Pfft,” Granddoug stamped out the small flame beneath his feet.

It was a self-igniting metal battery.

Another Trick Mine.

Granddoug realized one thing—the opponent was a veteran.

That “Mountain” had a strong anti-tracking instinct.

This amnesiac individual seemed to have also realized the presence of his “Pursuer,” so he set up these Trick Mines with no lethality but could transmit a weak signal within a close distance to reveal his position.

Every “smelly” place had the presence of such little gadgets.

“Interesting…”

Granddoug followed the direction indicated by the three mines he had triggered, running in a sinusoidal trajectory.

Before long, he stopped and sniffed rapidly on the ground.

There was a string of footprints and two sets of tire tracks.

It seemed to be one person walking and two Thugs on motorbikes.

The footprints of that person disappeared at one point.

The sand and wind had nearly destroyed these footprints.

He could not make out more information.

However, there was one thing he was slightly curious about—was the owner of the footprints abducted onto a motorcycle, or did his target seize a motorcycle for himself?

Considering the direction indicated by the Trick Mines, it seemed impossible.

Because the trail of footprints did not match the direction that “Mountain” was heading in.

But if the owner of the footprints had seized the motorcycle, it would require impressive Martial Arts, which would match the characteristics of “Mountain”.

After all, there aren’t many people with that kind of martial arts.

Granddoug ran a few steps in the direction of the tire marks before he saw blood on the ground.

He sniffed.

It wasn’t the scent of “Mountain.”

It looked like the owner of the row of footprints must have been killed.

Thinking so, the dark brown dog continued to follow the direction he had determined.

The wind and sand soon erased the footprints and tire marks completely.

……………………………………………

By dawn, Xiang Shan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Yuki lying on the ground, smacking his lips, “Tsk tsk, it’s a good thing I know a bit about medicine…

But then again, how come I can do just about anything?

Who am I, really?”

Mr.

Li ultimately didn’t escape with his life.

After finding the “mule,” and since no one was needed to drive the motorcycle, Xiang Shan sent him on his way without any pain.

Having learned about the Green Forest ecology from Lev’s memories, Xiang Shan felt not a shred of pity for them all.

They, who could carry out such heinous deeds, truly didn’t deserve to be called humans.

Andy’s cybernetic lungs were then placed inside Yuki.

The artificial plasma carried by the two motorcycles, as well as water and food, were all administered to Yuki.

The disciple’s life was probably saved.

Moreover, it seemed that the pursuers had been misled in another direction.

After the first of Xiang Shan’s trick mines was triggered, the fourth and the sixth followed in succession.

The pursuer seemed not to realize that he was going in circles in this area because of searching for the “mule,” thinking instead he was fleeing for his life, so he chased straight on.

That was why Xiang Shan dared to stop and perform surgery on Yuki.

The makeshift tent, made from a half piece of hanging tapestry, barely shielded them from the wind and sand.

This was the operating room.

The scalpel was doubled by Ronconi’s knife.

Electrical wires were used for sutures.

Xiang Shan remembered that no pathogens from the Old Era could infect metal-based humans.

But he had heard that both Yuki’s father and Enoch had gotten sick before.

This was not a good sign.

It shouldn’t be the result of natural evolution.

He really couldn’t understand why someone would want to upgrade pathogens to this new version as well.

But there was no other way, it had to be done.

Xiang Shan now only had to trust in the metal-based humans…

there was a term for that race…

the resilience of this new species to mechanical injuries.

“But what was it…

what’s the term…”

As Xiang Shan pondered the Gleayard chip, these kinds of questions occasionally crossed his mind.

Then, days and nights passed in their usual succession.

In those two days, Xiang Shan kept administering water and nutrients to Yuki, then waited quietly.

On the third day, Yuki finally woke up.

“Huh…

Kid, you’re lucky.

Thank the person who developed that genetic modification therapy,” Xiang Shan said, “If you were still a Homo sapiens, you’d be an idiot by now.”

Yuki confusedly said, “Ho…mo…

sapiens?”

“The binomial nomenclature for the ‘old humans.’ ‘homo’ is the genus name, referring to the genus of humans.

Sapiens, the species of Homo sapiens,” Xiang Shan mused, “The ‘new humans’ according to binomial nomenclature would be ‘Homo vexillues.'”

Yuki was puzzled, “Does this…

have any significance?”

Xiang Shan looked around, “Well, indeed, you might not see any significance in it.

Especially since I haven’t seen a single blade of grass recently.”

Systematics, that thing, is only necessary when there are sufficiently many species to justify it.

Yuki had hardly seen enough species to classify.

The boy didn’t quite understand what his master was saying, but judging by his teasing tone, it seemed he must be making a joke.

He struggled to contract his facial muscles, attempting to form a smile.

But tears still streamed down.

“Sob…sob sob sob…” Yuki wiped his tears with his hand.

His prosthetic hand, which he had recently replaced, was not yet under his full control, and he accidentally scraped a bloody mark under his eye.

Xiang Shan immediately held down Yuki’s hand, “I didn’t give you a prosthetic body so you could hurt yourself.”

“I know…

sob sob…

I know…” Yuki murmured softly, “But my mom…

my mom…

Mom she…”

Xiang Shan let go of Yuki’s hand, then gently patted his head, “Right, Yulia was an extraordinary woman.

Remember your feelings now, Yuki—never forget the pain you’re feeling now, engrave it in your heart.”

Yuki sniffled, “And then what?”

“What comes next is up to you,” Xiang Shan looked at Yuki, “You might think it’s my fault.

If I had left earlier, maybe your mother wouldn’t have been involved.

Thinking that way might make you feel a bit better…”

“Impossible!” Yuki shouted, “I saw who did it…

I know who killed my mom!”

“Good.

Since you’ve abandoned the path of self-deception, you now qualify to continue on ‘this path,'” Xiang Shan said seriously to Yuki, “Get ready again, we’re going for revenge.”