Incredible Insight: Toy Factory Discovers Swarm Drones

Chapter 99 We agreed to go fishing in the wild, so why did we end up at Sanbianpo (Golden Triangle)?Punk Elder, whose real name was Zhao Dezhu, was sixty-eight years old. Although he had some followers, he was a law-abiding citizen.

Ever since he happily took delivery of his beloved black tortoise three days ago, he felt as if his life had entered a second spring.

At this moment, he was driving this dark green little monster along the winding and rugged mountain roads of the southwestern border. He had cranked the subwoofer in the car to the maximum, and the deafening rock music filled the entire cockpit; it was a classic old song from the band he had loved most in his youth.

Zhao Dezhu tapped his fists on the steering wheel in time with the rhythm while roaring at the top of his lungs, singing with his head bobbing back and forth, thoroughly enjoying himself.

”Little sister, you sit at the bow of the boat, oh, big brother, I walk on the shore...”

A classic rock love song was sung by him with a touch of the boldness characteristic of northwestern folk songs.

His goal for this trip was clear—wild fishing.

To find a wild lake with beautiful mountains and clear waters, far from human tracks, set up a small folding stool, cast the fishing rod, and enjoy a quiet moment alone. This was the final romance for him as an old-timer.

As for exactly which lake he was going to, he didn’t know either.

In his life, Zhao Dezhu was most proud of two things: first, that he had formed a band in his youth and won an underground rock competition, and second, his biological intuition that never relied on navigation. He firmly believed that as long as he followed the sun and his feelings, he would always find the most beautiful places.

Therefore, when he set off from Baishui City, he set a general direction for himself—heading south all the way.

It was warmer in the south, and there were more fish.

The road was fairly flat at first, but the further south he drove, the more complicated the road conditions became. The asphalt road turned into a dirt road, and the dirt road turned into muddy mountain paths.

Especially since there had been a heavy rain the night before, the entire mountain road had turned into a quagmire, with the deepest parts even submerging half of the wheels.

If it had been an ordinary car, the journey would basically be declared over here, waiting for a tow truck.

But Zhao Dezhu was not panicked at all.

He just gave a disdainful laugh and pressed a button on the dashboard with a gecko pattern on it.

”Little black tortoise, transform for your master!”

Following his command, countless microscopic patterns, invisible to the naked eye, instantly appeared on the surface of the four wide tires of the black tortoise.

This was the [Van der Waals Force Adsorption All-Terrain Tires] that Li Jiajun had realized from gecko feet.

In the next second, the wheels that had been slipping in the mud seemed to have grown countless invisible suction cups, gripping the ground tightly. Zhao Dezhu only felt the car body jolt violently, and then a powerful traction force came, and the whole car, with an unreasonable posture, steadily climbed out of the mud, walking as if on flat ground on the steep and slippery slope.

”Good! That’s got kick!”

Zhao Dezhu shouted excitedly, feeling that the money was well spent.

He had been driving all morning and hadn’t seen a single person. He looked at the dashboard, and the camel-shaped energy indicator light was still fully lit with nine bars.

This was the [High-Density Organic Energy Block Reserve (Charging Module) and Intelligent Power Consumption Management System] to thank.

Since setting off from Baishui City, he had driven nearly a thousand kilometers, through various complex road conditions, and the energy consumption was still less than ten percent.

’That kid wasn’t bragging; driving this car to Europe really isn’t a dream.’ This thought emerged in Zhao Dezhu’s mind.

He drove a little further, and the road ahead was completely blocked by several huge falling rocks and a fallen large tree.

Zhao Dezhu didn’t even hit the brakes; instead, he slammed on the accelerator.

”Get out of the way for your master!”

The body of the black tortoise, built with [Multi-layer Composite Armor Integrated Molding Technology], made a muffled sound, forcefully smashing those half-person-high rocks into pieces, and then rolled over the broken tree trunk. During the whole process, the car body only jolted slightly, not even a piece of paint fell off.

Zhao Dezhu, inside the car, didn’t even feel much vibration.

He completely fell in love with this car, feeling that he was not just driving, but piloting an omnipotent land cruiser.

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However, immersed in the pleasure of driving, Zhao Dezhu did not notice that the surrounding scenery was quietly changing.

The vegetation on both sides of the road gradually changed from temperate broad-leaved forests to dense subtropical rainforests. The air became increasingly humid and hot, and from time to time, calls of birds and beasts he had never heard before came from the forest.

By the roadside, a severely faded, bullet-riddled warning sign flashed by, with something written on it in several languages he couldn’t understand.

Relying on his precise intuition, he had unknowingly crossed the national border and plunged headlong into the world-famous Sanbianpo (prototype Golden Triangle) region—that lawless land rampant with drug traffickers, warlords, and mercenaries.

After driving another dozen kilometers, when he rounded a sharp turn, several figures suddenly appeared in the middle of the road ahead.

Zhao Dezhu instinctively stepped on the brake.

The excellent tire performance of the black tortoise allowed it to stop in an instant, standing steadily on the gravel-filled slope.

He frowned and looked ahead.

Blocking the way were five or six dark-skinned, lean men. They were wearing a motley assortment of camouflage uniforms, some even shirtless, with ferocious tattoos on their bodies. Each of them was holding an AK-47 with a bayonet attached, the dark muzzles pointed at him, their eyes full of ferocity and vigilance.

Zhao Dezhu had been around the block and knew this group of people were no pushovers, but relying on his iron shell, he wasn’t very panicked. He rolled down the car window, poked his head out, and shouted unhappily in his Mandarin with a Lu Province accent:

”Hey! Brothers! What are you doing? Don’t you know that a good dog doesn’t block the road? Hurry up and move aside, don’t delay me from fishing!”

The armed men obviously didn’t understand what he was saying. Looking at this small armored vehicle with its peculiar and unheard-of design, they each wore expressions of confusion and greed.

The one-eyed man leading them said a few words in gibberish to his subordinates, then raised his gun and cautiously walked toward the black tortoise. He tentatively tapped the car’s armor with the butt of his gun.

Bang bang!

The dull sound made the one-eyed man’s expression change. He knew that this thing absolutely did not sound like ordinary sheet metal.

He walked around the car, and the more he looked, the more alarmed he became. The design of this car was born entirely for actual combat, full of a barbaric sense of power.

Which major country’s latest individual assault vehicle is this?

A trace of greed flashed in the one-eyed man’s eyes, and he shouted at Zhao Dezhu in broken Chinese: ”Get... get down! Hurry up!”

Seeing this, Zhao Dezhu knew he had run into tough guys today. He curled his lip and opened the car door while grumbling.

When his hardcore look—studded leather jacket, smoky makeup, and spiky hair—appeared before this group of warlord soldiers, everyone on the other side was stunned for a moment.

They had originally thought there would be a fully armed special forces soldier in the car, but they didn’t expect that what came out was such a... strangely styled old man from the Eastern Country?

The one-eyed man and his subordinates exchanged glances, and both saw deeper apprehension in each other’s eyes.

In their view, to dare to drive such a war vehicle alone in this kind of place, and to be dressed so arrogantly, this old man’s background was absolutely not simple!

The one-eyed man did not dare to be negligent; he waved his hand, signaling two subordinates to escort Zhao Dezhu to the side, while he himself impatiently climbed into the driver’s seat of the black tortoise.

Touching the high-tech steering wheel and feeling the sense of security brought by the thick armor, the greed in his eyes was almost overflowing.

”Take him away! Take both the person and the car... back to the stronghold! Let the General see for himself what treasure we have caught!”

The one-eyed man excitedly issued the order.

Just like that, Punk Elder Zhao Dezhu, who had come out for wild fishing with great enthusiasm, hadn’t even had time to take out his fishing rod before he was escorted, along with his car, by a group of armed warlords to the mountain stronghold deep in the jungle.