Chapter 55 Level 2 Mobile City

After clearly seeing the opponent’s silhouette, Li Ye’s pupils instantly dilated.

It was unmistakably a Level 2 mobile city, its size four to five times that of a Level 1 city—like a moving mountain!

Its city structures and layers far exceeded those of a Level 1 city, with buildings stacked one upon another and an abundance of urban components densely packed together. At the very bottom, the tracks and wheels were enormous beyond measure!

Countless cannons and heavy machine guns were arrayed on its deck, the most eye-catching of which was a large pale orange cannon positioned right at the center.

Li Ye was momentarily stunned upon witnessing this.

“Could that be... a Level 2 cannon?”

Without hesitation, he shouted loudly, “Fire smoke shells!”

The cannons on the deck immediately unleashed a volley of shots, blanketing the Tomorrow in a vast cloud of smoke.

The other mobile city was not so fortunate.

In its quest to mine more iron veins, it had ventured deep into the central area—and it did not possess smoke shells.

As a result, it became the target.

The Level 2 mobile city’s shells rained down, nearly covering the entire area where it stood.

The Level 1 city had no time to withdraw its mining personnel and instead abruptly turned toward the nearest intersection and charged.

Just as it was about to escape, the pale orange cannon of the Level 2 city fired.

Its projectile expanded and extended mid-air, transforming into a massive glob of sticky slime that fell directly onto the Level 1 city.

In an instant, the Level 1 city was immobilized.

“That really is a Level 2 cannon!” Li Ye said gravely.

Under the cover of the smoke, the Tomorrow successfully dashed into a nearby intersection.

At the moment it emerged from the smoke, Li Ye caught sight of the scene just as those on the deck were still trembling from shock.

That immobile Level 1 city had become nothing more than prey on a chopping block, while the Level 2 city, like a spider victorious in its web, was slowly closing in.

Had the Tomorrow lacked smoke shells, it would likely have met the same fate.

All the hard work and development efforts of recent days would have turned to cruel illusions.

Only after traveling several kilometers and confirming that they were not pursued did Li Ye finally exhale in relief.

He then began a serious analysis.

Its size was four to five times that of a Level 1 city.

It could carry more population and resources.

There were numerous urban components.

Its huge tracks and wheels, powered strongly enough to crash through giant trees.

It was armed with a series of Level 2 items, even including a Level 2 cannon.

As he pondered, he shook his head.

In comparison, the Level 1 city was at a huge disadvantage in terms of size when facing it, with almost no chance of victory.

“This must be the Silent One mentioned in the intelligence,” he muttered to himself.

Yet suspicion crept in.

According to the reports, the Silent One was accompanied by a wild boss—the Tranquil Lake Monster—but the mobile city just seen had none.

Could it be...

Li Ye’s thoughts were interrupted as a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead.

This was clearly a different Level 2 mobile city.

On the small plain, the Level 2 mobile city was “feeding.”

At this moment, the “jelly” on the Level 1 city had dissolved.

Though it could securely trap prey, its duration was short—only about four or five minutes.

But in the wild, that time was deadly enough.

The people on the Level 1 mobile city fought desperately, but their cannons and heavy machine guns caused little damage, as if merely tickling the opponent.

After a barrage of machine-gun fire from the Level 2 city swept the deck, countless casualties resulted.

The survivors knelt in terror, surrendering en masse.

In fact, Li Ye’s guess was correct.

This Level 2 mobile city was not the Silent One; it was called the Lone Sail.

It had already deployed combat personnel to accept prisoners, gather resources, and escort the lord to the production workshop to plunder all projects.

These warriors wore Level 2 bulletproof vests and carried Level 2 firearms.

On the Lone Sail’s deck, residents leaned back leisurely, looking down from their height at their newly captured prey.

[1175 units of iron ore, 649 units of wood, 436 units of coal, 214 units of fuel, 117 units of saltpeter, 56 units of gunpowder]

[764 units of fresh water]

[5237 crystals]

[4 ordinary cannons, 6 heavy machine guns, 42 various ordinary firearms, 4 off-road vehicles, 1 Level 1 cannon]

[29 Level 1 item production projects, 26 ordinary item production projects]

[...]

After the deputy finished reporting the loot in detail, the lord of the Lone Sail furrowed his brow slightly.

These resources would suffice to feed a Level 1 city, but for a Level 2 city like the Lone Sail, it was far from enough.

Though displeased, he seemed to have thought of something else and sighed softly.

If it weren’t for being unable to survive in the Eternal Night Zone, he would truly be reluctant to come to this Level 1 area.

At the mere thought of that Level 2 zone, his complexion grew pale and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if it were a place of great terror.

At this moment, the residents of the Level 1 city plundered by the Lone Sail knelt in unison on the deck.

According to the usual practices of this Level 2 mobile city, able-bodied men would be enslaved, women reduced to playthings, and the old, weak, sick, and disabled would be executed without exception.

Then, the Lone Sail began its feeding operation.

The cranes, disassembly drills, work claws, and mechanical arms on its deck started up in succession.

First came the heavy work claw, which tore through the upper layers of the mobile city in one strike. The sawtooth steel plates on the claw sliced through the mid-level building clusters as easily as a bread knife cuts through bread.

The disassembly drill then inserted itself, rotating and slowly charging downward to expand the damage.

The Lone Sail’s mid-level area opened, revealing several dark entrances from which dozens of conveyor belts extended. The mechanical arms were responsible for grabbing building debris and feeding it inside.

A city armor plate embedded in a building was ripped off and sent to the processing area.

The undamaged city engine was excavated whole and sent to the power zone.

Grain stored in the warehouse flowed like water into the transport pipes.

Witnessing this, the people of the Level 1 city trembled all over, overwhelmed with grief.

“Alas, the resources of this forest are far too scarce,” the deputy shook his head repeatedly, then looked cautiously at their lord and spoke carefully.

“Lord, perhaps we should go hunt at Tranquil Lake.”

The lord was clearly tempted.

Recalling that figure, he frowned even more in displeasure.

“That fellow is simply too domineering. Why should Tranquil Lake belong to him? Let’s go, we’re setting out!”

The entire feeding process lasted no more than two or three hours.

But by the time the Lone Sail retracted its mechanical arms, 90% of the Level 1 city’s materials had been absorbed, leaving only several twisted tracks and some debris.

It was like a fishbone stripped clean, scattered in the forest.

With a roar, the Lone Sail restarted, crashing straight through a row of giant trees as it departed. Its giant smokestacks belched vast clouds of steam, as if celebrating.

Now, this hunter had grown even stronger.