Chapter 915: The post-war world, an entire city that has passed through!
In a daze, Delang felt that he saw his long-dead father.
He saw 262 years after the war, when he was about ten years old.
Every time my father went out hunting and exchanged supplies with the surrounding powerful gathering places, he would always bring him with him all the interesting things that happened around him.
That was when he learned things fastest.
Whether it's survival, fighting, or hunting.
If it hadn’t been for the terrifying wave of mutant beasts that affected the entire new world, their father might have taken them further afield, all the way to the legendary safe zone to take root and live the life of every wanderer. A life that everyone envies.
But.
Suddenly, a ferocious black wolf pounced up and tore the blurry father's back into pieces.
Shocked with fright, Delang opened his eyes in panic.
A dazzling light came from before his eyes, which made him quickly narrow his eyes to observe.
There are eight people, the two standing at the front.
The one on the left looks very young, and there are no scars or scratches left from the battle on his skin. He should not be a person who is good at fighting.
The older middle-aged man on the right is also very strange. His eyes are moving up and down irregularly. It is basically a prosthetic eye installed.
“Ahem, you should be able to understand the language I speak, right?”
The middle-aged man's throat moved and he spoke another language with a completely different pronunciation from Chinese.
The wild wolf was stunned, nodded in a daze and said subconsciously: "You are talking about old people's couplet, I can understand it."
Just after saying that, he immediately felt a little confused. regret.
The fragmented memories in my mind also began to recover.
I took Hutter and the two of them wearing bionic hang gliders to investigate the other party's details, but before they could fully sneak into the other party's gathering place, they fainted when they touched the railing.
Now that I think about it, is that the high-voltage electricity that my father once said?
My brother's guess is probably correct. This ancient human connection technology that wastes energy is probably only used by those old popsicles who have just woken up from the underground.
"Where is my man? Where did you take him?"
"Your man?" Lu Kuan sniffed and said with some embarrassment: "Maybe it was debugging. There is something wrong with the voltage. If you are an indirect transmitter, the impact will be smaller, and he will be unlucky. Even if he touches it, the strange black wings are still conducting electricity continuously, causing a more serious secondary conduction. "
Looking at the humanoid creature in the corner that had softened into a ball, he said uncertainly: "I guess it will take some time to recover, right?"
The Wild Wolf also followed his line of sight and saw Hutter in the corner. He looked at it suspiciously, and after making sure that his companion had not been violently forced to confess, he turned his head and nodded.
Now that they have been caught and have fallen into the hands of the "enemy", fearless resistance is meaningless, and if these people are really old popsicles who have risen from the ground, it may not be a bad thing.
Having not been poisoned by the cold laws of the new world, they often still hold the concept of peaceful coexistence in their hearts, and will not turn to extremes until they are completely hurt several times.
If you're lucky, you might be the first people these people come into contact with, and you might be able to get something good.
“How old is the People’s League era now?”
"How many years?" Looking at the look of expectation on the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, the Wild Wolf became even more convinced of his judgment.
To deal with this kind of old popsicle, you must tell the truth. What this kind of people hate most is deception.
He cleared his throat, glanced at everyone around him and said loudly: "The People's League era is divided into the old People's League and the new People's League. If you are asking about counting from the old People's League era, it has now been It’s 512 years!”
“512 years!”
Lu Kuanru was struck by lightning and almost sat on the ground, as if he couldn’t imagine that five hundred years had passed since his time.
Keenly aware of the change, Wild Wolf quickly continued:
"In the old League of Legends era, finally 240 years ago, an unprecedented war spread to the entire planet, and even our extraterrestrial colonial stations could not avoid it. . To this day, we still don’t know what the cause of this war was, but the only thing that is certain is that the New People’s Alliance era is the post-war era. Even after 272 years of development, humans still have not returned to the surface and become Overlord."
"Everything is ruined, our civilization died in the ashes of the explosion, our technology has suffered serious faults, our environment has been completely destroyed by radiation, and even our survival is full of dangers. In the face of mortal danger, those creatures that survived the disaster have turned into terrifying monsters, invulnerable to bullets, and even small-caliber bullets cannot penetrate the outermost armor!"
When saying these words, The wild wolf has been secretly observing the changes in the expressions of the people around him.
What surprised him was that except for the young man at the front who had a thoughtful expression.
The other six people were indifferent, and two people were even chatting happily, as if they were not shocked at all by these changes.
Aren’t these people in the same group?
Are these two the only old popsicles in the underground?
The Wild Wolf was still deep in thought, when suddenly a slightly lame human couplet sounded in his ears.
This sound.
Is it the man wearing the black power armor during the day?
He quickly raised his head, only to find that the person speaking was the young man who seemed to have no combat experience.
"Who are you? Where are you from? What is your name?"
The man spoke, and everyone around him shut up.
It is enough to show that among the identities of these people, his status should be as high as his brother Huang Xiong.
Is he the leader of this gathering place?
While thinking, Desolate Wolf quickly and respectfully replied: "Sir, we are from Qinggang City, Qinggang City in the post-war world. The one who rashly fought with you during the day was my tribe, Desolate Bones. Tribe, we operate in the suburbs far away from the port. Huangxiong is my brother and the leader of the tribe. I am his younger brother, Huanglang.” Down.
It is difficult to learn a completely unfamiliar language in just half a day.
Even if your brain power has reached the upper limit of 10 and you have a special talent, you still have to use your brain to constantly compare it with the pronunciation table given by Lu Kuan during the day.
But fortunately, RenlianYu is designed to connect every part of the world, and the pronunciation has been simplified as much as possible. Once you are familiar with the original design intention, it is not difficult to get started.
"This is my territory. If you want to continue to survive, you must either choose to submit to me or leave under our supervision."
Understanding the situation, Sumo expressed his intention .
"The place you are in now is no longer Qinggang City, nor is it on the Blue Star of the Butterfly Universe. This is the wasteland, the world that the pre-war People's Federation entered through the singularity of time and space. You It can be understood that due to some reasons, you have also traveled from the original world.”
These words were spoken awkwardly, and occasionally I had to repeat the wrong pronunciation to correct it.
After listening hard, Delang's demeanor changed slightly, but he was not as panicked as expected.
"Sir, if this is the wasteland you are talking about, then I'm afraid I have to tell you some bad news first. When we were flying in the air just now, we vaguely saw what was happening around this land through the fog. The scene.”
“The Qinggang City that we are familiar with and fear is just to the east, except that there is no damn green sea.”
Are those large building ruins detected before Qinggang City?
The expression on Sumo's face was indifferent, but his mind was thinking rapidly.
If it is true, as the wild wolf said, that the blue star of the Butterfly Universe has city clusters traveling through it and projecting it here, I am afraid that the environment of the wasteland will undergo unimaginable changes next. A city's aborigines, or the post-war world.
If it is the mutated monster that the wild wolf said, no, since the armored dog seen during the day has followed, it is not impossible for the mutated creature to come as an aborigine.
Even if there are many resources that can be used in a city, compared with this risk...
Sumo raised his head and looked at the respectful man in front of him.
"We will take time to find out the information you gave us. Before that, I'm afraid we need you to stay here."
"Out of respect for your honesty, you can choose to bring you some information. Brother, you can let my warrior deliver it on your behalf, or you can wait until your companion wakes up and let him go back and bring our kindness."
The wild wolf nodded and agreed simply.
Whether this is the damn post-war world or the rumored hope for mankind.
It doesn’t matter whether these people are old popsicles who have awakened from the underground, or whether they are the fire seeds left by humans in the other world.
Now that it has developed to this point, what difference does it make?
The word "wasteland" is always firmly imprinted on his forehead like a mark, and the damn Qinggang City appears next to it like a tarsal maggot.
Coupled with such a warm environment, it may not take long for those monsters that have just hibernated to wake up.
By then, a disaster will inevitably happen.
If you can join this decent-looking gathering place, you might have a chance to survive.
"Sir, I, Wild Wolf, am willing to accept your arrangement."
"Please don't hurt my people. They are not damn predators, nor are they the beast-like hunting gangs. They are just A group of poor people, living in stinking ditches and sewers, lingering and waiting for their lives to end."
"Of course, our goodwill depends on the amount of information you give us, maybe if you are willing to be more sincere. "Okay"
Sumo clapped his hands and opened the door to the room.
A piece of steaming broth and two multigrain flatbreads came in.
Visible to the naked eye, the wild wolf swallowed hard, and his dull eyes lit up, showing an expression of great desire.
God, he had almost forgotten the last time he ate such refined food.
Was it when father was still alive?
Is this when the Bone Tribe was established?
The memory has been diluted by this alluring smell, and Wild Wolf suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"Sir, I can tell you everything I know, and tell it to your tribe."
"I will do my best to cooperate!"
The "honesty" of the Wild Wolf has brought to a certain extent Great help.
At least in terms of intelligence, it allows the village to enter the so-called "Qinggang City" without blind eyes and causing unnecessary casualties.
Sumo walked out of the room. The two villagers who had captured the prisoner were still looking inside eagerly. Their faces showed no signs of exhaustion from staying up until five o'clock in the morning.
"You have done a good job and successfully helped the village obtain an important piece of information."
Yuyou Fire King was stunned, and his heart was instantly ecstatic, and he quickly replied.
"Su'er, Lord, we're just lucky, we just happened to meet these two idiots with ulterior motives."
The precise Dakun next to him didn't dare to take credit, the same " "Tell the truth," he said, "Since we selected reserve soldiers, we have been ready to contribute to the village and share the worries of the lord. We have never been afraid."
"Stop." Sumo looked at it strangely. One look at this guy.
There was surveillance at the entrance of the village, and he had already seen the whole process of what happened.
The two wild wolves fell from the sky. The glider made of special materials happened to hit the high-voltage railing and conduct electricity. The two of them fell to the ground gloriously and died without doing anything.
But the silly boy's current behavior is really not flattering. To a certain extent, Sumo can feel that he really thinks so.
"Currently, the village's more detailed talent level and contribution assessment has not yet been launched, so you can choose."
"One, 10 Tianyuan copper coins."
"Two, in addition to copper coins, other equivalent or desired rewards."
Ten copper coins have a lot of purchasing power and can be exchanged according to materials.
The heads the two of them picked up through good luck were enough to exchange for more than thirty meals each.
"Lord, I don't want iron coins. Can I apply for a loan? I want to open a weapons shop in the village." Shi quickly said excitedly:
"You know, since such bad guys have appeared around the village, both the scavengers and the villagers need certain self-defense tools. In addition to guns, we must have cheaper weapons."
"I am the coach of the Crossbow Club, and I am very familiar with this extremely convenient weapon. My father is also a skilled carpenter. Ahem... When there was no wood in the territory, his skills were not needed. Now that Gray Mist has brought a lot of high-quality wood, we can ensure that we can produce suitable crossbow and rapid-fire weapons as quickly as possible.”
Holy shit
Is there such a father-son partnership in the village?
Su Mo was a little shocked. During the day, he was still studying how to make suitable weapons for self-defense by scavengers. Now that he was dozing off, someone actually sent him a pillow?
And he was no stranger to crossbows.
The first time he traveled to the wasteland appeared in everyone's sight, and it was also the first time he defended himself head-on. He was holding a crossbow.
Later, to deal with the kobolds, the crossbow was upgraded to an electric drive.
If this thing could really achieve a certain scale of production capacity, it would be great at a time when guns are not currently mass-produced.
"Okay, I will let Chen Shen make arrangements for you. You can make a sample first and let me see it. If it is good, I will approve your loan application."
Youyou Fire King nodded happily.
"Thank you Lord for trusting me, I will definitely deliver the sample as quickly as possible."
After finishing his words, Sumo nodded and looked at Yang Kun next to him.
His nickname is weird. Every time he calls Sumo out, he feels like someone is thinking about him.
“What about you?”
"Lord, can I apply for a pistol for self-defense? I want to follow the scavengers in the village to take a look outside the territory." Qidian Dakun said hopefully.
"No problem. When the logistics office opens later, you can receive your own gun and the initial thirty rounds of ammunition."
It's just a pistol, as long as it can be taken out to fight Instead of hiding to defend yourself or deal with your own people, Sumo strongly supports this behavior.
And as long as guns are used with care, you don’t have to worry about wear and tear in a short period of time.
What is even more lacking in the village now is the development of basic industry, which produces bullets that consume huge amounts of money.
"It seems that maybe I should take the initiative to explore and find talents with ideas in this regard."
Looking at the happy Yoyo Fire King, Sumo had an idea in his mind.
(End of this chapter)