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At this moment, Gouchen, whom Joker had been obsessing over, was strolling through the garbage dump in East City.

Mountains of garbage piled up, forming a continuous range of peaks. Rusty, out-of-service excavators, like the stiff arms of dead Giants.

Compared to the surrounding wretched environment, Gouchen was particularly conspicuous.

This young man, in his early twenties and a member of the Global Supernatural Alliance Guild, had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a rugged face, and wore a green sports outfit of the same brand as Wu Jing, with a short and a long iron sword hanging on either side of his belt.

In a video game, rookies with basic sets issued by the system look all kinds of cool and impressive. But the real masters often don’t need the attribute bonuses from sets; they choose outfits that suit their unique aesthetic.

This principle also applies to the Slaughter Field Game. Gouchen, dressed in a strikingly different outfit, moves through the piles of garbage with ease, saying to a closed, discarded refrigerator from twenty meters away: "Will you come out on your own, or shall I invite you out?"

After a brief silence, the fridge door was kicked open from the inside, and a pale, bald middle-aged man called Frankenstein jumped out, landing on the ground.

Frankenstein wasn’t too surprised that Gouchen had found him. As a member of the Evil Science Alliance Guild, proficient in biotechnology, given enough time and materials, he could mass-produce synthetic combat beasts using various materials.

To him, the city’s garbage dump was the best material repository—and Gouchen knew this, too, which is why he came here.

What surprised Frankenstein was the timing of his discovery.

"Just now, that Joker launched a terrorist attack at the City Center Museum and revealed our photos.