52 chapters Objective Reality

Wei Tianyang was startled. The other party was speaking Chicken Snake language, but it was quite obvious that he wasn't fluent, his accent strange. He definitely wasn't one of the Chicken Snake People.

"Your gear is pretty rudimentary. Given that, your ability must be really strong," Mud Man said.

Wei Tianyang hadn't let down his guard yet; he didn't know where he was, and he was uncertain about who the other person was.

But Mud Man seemed very friendly. The clumps of mud on his head gradually dispersed as if invisible hands were pulling them apart and then dropped to the ground.

Behind those clumps of mud was a dark face.

Wei Tianyang took a careful look: a black man in his thirties with a broad, flat nose and a not-too-bright smile on his face.

"Code name, Mud Man. What about you?" Mud Man said.

Behind him, a large mass of mud floated up, slowly peeling away to reveal a sci-fi styled personal light machine gun encased within.