Chapter 21: "Do you know what kind of behavior this is?"

A flicker of fear flashed in the girl's eyes.

Without much hesitation, she shakily began to speak.

"My talent is... Dandelion!"

"In essence, I can plant a dandelion seed on another player without their knowing."

"This allows me to track the movements, conversations, and talents of any player carrying my dandelion seed within a ten kilometer radius."

"I… I have planted a seed on you."

The girl looked up at Scar Dog with a touch of apprehension, "I know your talent and your name: Scar Dog."

"I heard this name yesterday."

"You were the first among the human players to activate the Human Race Camp."

"And… I heard that you're going to use 5000 semi-scrapped items to strengthen the turret, after the enhancement, you can fight against City 18."

"I feel that since we are all human players, we should help each other… and that's why I followed you here."

"Although…"

The girl cast a weak glance at Kerr Cowell, "Although I don't know your name, I guess your talent must be enhancement-related, capable of using semi-scrapped items to enhance the turret."

Scar Dog listened with an expressionless face, his finger remained motionless on the trigger as he turned his head to look at Mr. Jacob, awaiting his command.

The jig was up.

Kerr Cowell sat calmly in place, took out a pack of cigarettes from Scar Dog's clothes, lit one and put it in his mouth, and quietly waited for the ashes to fall without taking a puff.

The information revealed included Scar Dog's name and talent.

Their conversation, and the ability to use semi-scrapped items to strengthen the turret.

How crucial this information is depends on whose ears it falls upon.

Even if they had been extremely careful, they had still been followed.

There was no avoiding that; it was due to the power of talent, which they could not defend against, or at least not easily.

At this moment, he was somewhat relieved that Culver's group didn't have any overpowering talents. After all, if they were to go up against a dozen people with the turret as their only advantage…

It would be difficult to predict the outcome.

"Who else knows this information?"

Kerr Cowell casually tossed the half-finished cigarette on the ground, crushed it with his foot, then casually lifted his gun barrel to look at the girl standing a few steps away, and asked.

"There's also…"

The girl hesitated for a moment, but eventually said, "The Human Survivor Base knows too."

"I'm one of the residents of the Human Survivor Base. Everyone here is a human player who has descended on this world just like you. Over time, we've been helping each other and supporting each other to survive."

"Our boss knows about your ability to use semi-scrapped items to enhance the turret."

"He asked me to follow you and make a trade."

"We hope that you can join us at the Human Survivor Base, as we're all humans who've arrived in this strange world. It is natural for us to help each other."

"Moreover, there would be more trust among us."

"Secondly, we wanted to ask you whether it's safe to stay at this ruins site because our current base is located in an abandoned mine and it's rather unsafe."

"We often see footprints of mechanical people passing by the entrance of the mine."

"So, we've been wanting to relocate to a safer base."

"If you agree, then from now on, we'll be family."

Scar Dog couldn't help but burst into laughter out of sheer rage, "Let me get this straight, you've come to surrender. And on top of that, you're eyeing our headquarters that we worked so hard to secure."

"Do you know what your behavior is akin to?"

"Your behavior is like being caught cheating and then asking the man to hand over his wife to you, along with all his property."

"That's not fair at all."

The girl's expression turned anxious as she jumped to defend herself, "The reason our boss only sent me is to show our utmost sincerity. After all, I pose little threat to you."

"We at the Human Survivor Base are all about peace and unity."

"If we really intended to seize your territory, why wouldn't we send a team of a dozen to ambush you?"

"Our boss values your ability to use semi-scrapped items to enhance the turret."

"He thinks that this ability has great development potential and prospects, which is why he wants to recruit you."

"Hmm."

Kerr Cowell nodded lightly, "Alright, there's no need to continue, I understand."

Then, he turned his gaze to his turret's control panel.

"Item Name": Self-controlled Rotating Turret of Steel Sword.

"Item Level": Two-Star Item.

"Item Effect": Ammo Capacity of 1000 Shots. Firing Speed - 1000 Shots per Minute. Effective Damage Range 500 meters. Recoil - 50 pounds. 270 degree rotation design. Upon activation, any non-whitelisted individuals entering the damage range will be shelled indiscriminately.

"Item Introduction": This buddy can ensure you have a good night's sleep in the wilderness.

"Modifiable Range": Caliber, Ammo Capacity, Firing Speed, Barrel Length, and Recoil.

"Current Enhancement": Ammo Capacity Enhancement+4, expanded bullet capacity to 5000 shots.

The Steel Sword Self-Controlled Turret is now in his space bag and can be activated and retrieved at any moment.

Unlike previously, when Scar Dog had to bear the weight of it on his shoulder wherever they went.

As for this Human Survivor Base…

Kerr Cowell stood, his expression calm, and walked towards the girl with his rifle in hand, "I've understood it very clearly."

"Now, tell me where exactly is your Human Survivor Base located. I'd like to have a chat with your boss."

"It's outside the ruins site."

A gleam of triumph flickered in the girl's eyes as she grabbed Kerr Cowell's arm and said, "I knew you would agree. Let's go, our boss is outside the ruins site. You'll meet him very soon."

She had, naturally, deceived the two men.

Her talent was not Dandelion at all - that was her boss's talent.

Her talent was Heterosexual Affinity.

"Heterosexual Affinity."

"All players of the opposite sex, regardless of race, will subconsciously let their guard down around you, develop a fondness for you, and even trust you instinctively, leading to strong pursuit."

As the girl turned to lead the way, a sense of smug satisfaction crossed her mind. Using her talent, she had led many talented individuals to her boss.

No matter how tough they were, they all eventually fell under her allure.

As for whether her methods were treacherous... don't joke. In this world, survival is the only truth!

...

Although they didn't know why the girl had such an obvious look of triumphant pride on her face, Kerr Cowell and Scar Dog just quietly kept their thoughts to themselves.

They scanned the area, making sure they hadn't attracted attention from the ruins site, before following the girl out.

The safety was off, and the chamber loaded.

Now that everything had been addressed, it was time for action.