Chapter 113 The Pig King!
Compared to the abandoned cars everywhere and burnt-down buildings, the suburbs looked somewhat better.
But the wandering zombies, occasional mutated creatures, and a few gnawed-clean skeletons still clearly told the living that it was the apocalypse.
William put down the binoculars and found his palms were actually a bit sweaty.
He was someone with very dry hands and feet, so this was unusual.
He knew he was nervous.
Anyone facing a nine-star powerhouse from their previous life would probably feel the same way.
On the way to the escort mission, William had set his final target here, a green ecological wild boar farm from the peaceful era, which was also, in his previous life, the birthplace of a true powerhouse.
The Pig King, Landon Coleman!
When it came to Landon, people from the previous life would only describe him as 'a legend.'
His rise to power was like something out of an online novel, extremely rich in legendary color. If a novel were written based on him, his evolution process would seem like he was cheating.
Landon was so powerful and abnormal because he had a batch of loyal mutated wild boar pets.
Yes, a batch. Not one, not two, not ten, but a batch.
Humans having pets in the apocalypse was not unusual. For example, someone like William, who had a subordinate relationship with certain animals during the peaceful era, had very loyal pets. Even after the mutation, pets remained loyal to their owners. These pets then became Battle Pets.
There were many such examples. William even suspected that the mutated black cat beside the witch who attacked him twice was the witch's pet before she died. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain why she had three talent skills at the second mutation level.
But whether it was William or the witch, they only had one enviable pet. However, Landon had many pets, and their evolution levels were very high.
When William first learned about Landon, this person known as 'The Pig King' reportedly had thirty mutated wild boars with evolution levels equal to his own.
At that time, William was just a three-star Evolving person, while The Pig King was already a six-star Evolving person with a batch of six-level mutated wild boars.
At that time, Landon might not have been invincible among humans, but his strength definitely ranked in the top ten.
Later, when William became a five-star Evolving person, The Pig King was already a nine-star powerhouse, one of the first humans to reach the peak stage of nine stars.
And among his pets, five were at level eight mutation. In terms of individual strength, no human powerhouse dared to claim they were stronger than Landon. After all, he had five loyal and fearless level-eight helpers.
Even Slaughter Rose, Sienna Gray, whom William had met once after being reborn, had once expressed such admiration for Landon—having pets was common, but having so many pets was just too much.
At that time, Landon was envied by countless survivors.
But perhaps it proved a saying that there's a fine line between genius and madness. The Pig King Landon was such a person. He was so powerful but stubbornly refused to join any faction or establish his own.
He just roamed the world with his pigs, killing high-level zombies and monsters, venturing into fallen cities and dangerous places like The Land of Death.
But in the dangerous apocalypse, unless you are strong enough that nothing can threaten you, being alone is ultimately limiting.
Landon was like that. No matter how strong he was, no matter how strong his mutated wild boars were, he was ultimately just one person. Those mutated wild boars allowed him to challenge higher levels and quickly evolve with Magic Crystals. But at the peak, the five level-eight mutated wild boars were like tempting wealth, coveted by others.
One day, two factions with nine-star powerhouses joined forces and ambushed Landon. After initially entangling Landon, the two nine-star powerhouses quickly killed the five level-eight mutated wild boars and then calmly dealt with Landon. After killing him, they fed his body to their pets, creating the first level-nine pet among humans.
Landon's glorious life ended tragically like that.
At that time, William had just become a six-star Evolving person.
It wasn't until after Landon's death that people learned more about him. Especially when someone started writing "The Strongest Humans," a serialized biography of apocalypse figures, William learned from it that he and Landon came from the same city and that Landon was originally a farm owner, a wild boar breeder.
So now, William set his sights on this Pig King, targeting the group of mutated wild boars that had already evolved to level two.
He needed to evolve again. He needed a large number of level-two Magic Crystals. This was the only place he could think of to quickly get a large number of level-two Magic Crystals.
Perhaps this time he needed to kill a future nine-star powerhouse, but William didn't care. Thomas was called "The strongest knife" in his previous life, a nine-star powerhouse, yet William had cut off one of his arms. If it weren't for his mental exhaustion at the time, a future nine-star powerhouse would have already died at his hands.
Since that's the case, what's the harm in killing another one?
Moreover, although Landon's life seemed tragic in his previous life, upon careful thinking, why did his mutated wild boars evolve so quickly? Why did they always maintain the same evolution level as their owner at levels six and seven?
That was the result of bloodshed, and much of it was human blood!
In the apocalypse, no one was innocent.
Everyone deserved their fate!
Look at those hundreds of gnawed-clean skeletons in the pigsty. Who would believe they were all zombies? How many workers could a farm have?
"Seventy-four heads." Candice wiped the sweat from her smooth forehead, feeling a bit thirsty. She counted, "Forty-six level-two mutated wild boars, twenty-eight level-one mutated ones."
"Damn!" Jack said heartlessly, his face full of excitement, causing Candice to roll her eyes at him.
"William, should we think twice?" Lucy asked while she was also terrified. The densely packed mutated wild boars were too frightening. Previously, she hadn't even seen so many level-one mutated creatures, let alone second-level ones.
William let out a slow breath. He calmly said, "Profit always comes with risks, so, why not take a chance!"
After speaking, he glanced at the people beside him, and seriously instructed, "This action is very dangerous. Michelle, David, you guys stay behind. The rest of you, come with me. Any objections?"
