213. Mad Blaster

# 213 New Mercenary Mad Blaster!

A natural brain, an endless desire for knowledge, a perseverance that digs into it until you know it. Everyone with these conditions is great.

I'm not going to be a scholar. But a person like you could have been a great scholar who made a name in history. If you weren't born in a world where the earth was devastated by a war with artificial intelligence machines. In the war against artificial intelligence machines, mankind was driven to the brink of destruction, but mankind faced victory because the artificial intelligence machines that caused the war disappeared for unknown reasons. But peace did not come.

Because the war has restored centuries of human civilization. The end of the war is a time when violence, instead of law, has to mediate disputes and worry about food for tomorrow. Everyone takes it for granted. The brilliant traces of civilization can only be found in old books. You were born in such an era. You were born in a village built by those who survived the war. When my parents found out that you had an excellent head, they would find books in the areas you were interested in, even though it was not enough, and they would try hard to find a distant place. You were born in a time when everything was lacking, but you received love from your parents.

But not everyone has the same life as you. On the contrary, there are only a few people like you. Because it was not easy for most people to get food right away. And some of them even stormed your town in groups. However, the villagers were thoroughly prepared for the attack, so there was little damage. Then one day, a large group of looters, who had never been seen before, invaded the village. Unlike a group of ordinary predators who used only a handful of old firearms in a number of cold weapons, they were mostly armed with new firearms. Feeling an ominous premonition, your parents hide you in a small space underground.

The only thing you can feel in a small underground space, which is only darkness, is the sound of explosion and scream. You faint in the overwhelming fear. When you come to your senses a long time later and come out of the basement, you can see that the village is in ruins and people are no longer moving here and there. You leave town pledging revenge. Wandering around the world aimlessly, you find the entrance to an underground bunker in a ruined city. And to my surprise, when I get in there, it's full of supplies that can last for decades. You decide to settle down here first. On the other hand, you think a powerful bomb is the best weapon to avenge a large number of looters armed with new firearms, so you pick only books with knowledge of explosives from a library in a ruined city and move them to underground bunkers.

The first night in an underground bunker. You go to bed thinking that your dead parents are protecting you. But this was an area during the war where an attack by an artificial intelligence machine caused a nuclear power plant to explode and leak radiation. That's why people abandoned underground bunkers full of supplies. But without knowing this, you settled there thinking you were lucky, and because of this, under the influence of radiation, you started to go crazy little by little without even knowing it. However, due to the devotion to revenge, I did not miss the bond of reason until the end. A few years later, as you greet those who attacked the underground bunker with bombs, you get information from them about a group of looters who have invaded your village.

Based on a little clue that you've stumbled upon, you've been wandering through a vast wasteland for years, doing a series of surveys. But what we found after the investigation was that the people who raided the village were at war with other looters and then wiped out. You have been wandering around for several years just for revenge, but you, who have lost the object of revenge, eventually let go of the string of reason. A child who had endured with a commitment to revenge was born Mad Blaster, who carried out indiscriminate bombings on a day of despair.