Chapter 1657 Escape
Dufferin decided to escort a few people away, and then he would sneak back and kill the mutant beast.
He wanted to prove to the woman that he would not die so simply.
The analog phone said that his alien species would attract mutant beasts, and he was not surprised at all.
Xenomorphs are originally distortions of time and space and are the largest mutations on the earth. If mutant beasts devour them, it is possible to achieve super evolution.
From Dinomon to Mega Evolved Dinomon...
Oh, I seem to have thought of something strange.
Dufferin shook his head and put the thought away.
At this time, the three of them had already begun to pack their belongings and move them into a broken pickup truck.
Pots and pans, radios, tents, picked vegetables... and a few gasoline barrels.
In the past, when people in McCann moved, they basically threw them away and bought new ones.
People who don’t live in McCann can’t imagine how wasteful they are.
So much so that when people in the East Island watch McCann’s life movie, they cry.
Finally Dufferin discovered that there was no place for him to get in the car.
Anti was driving the car, and the three children were all sitting in the bucket, maximizing the use of space.
"It seems I can only hang on it." He sighed.
"No, you have to push the car. The three of us took turns pushing it before. Gasoline can only be burned when escaping." The kid Leighton shouted loudly.
Dufferin looked at Andy in the driver's seat, who nodded at him.
"If you have to push, why are you still in the driver's seat?"
"Because someone needs to hold the steering wheel, and none of the three of them have a driver's license." Andy said matter-of-factly.
"..."
Well, although there is no traffic controller in the wasteland, you still need a license to go on the road.
He had no choice but to come behind the car and start pushing the heavy car.
The weight of this car plus a load of belongings weighs at least four tons.
Fortunately, with his strength, it was a bit difficult to convert static friction into kinetic friction during the initial push, but then it became easy and happy.
As he pushed the car, he asked: "Where are we going?"
"To a shelter. The fees there are high, but it is safe." Andy poked his head out of the front window said.
“Oh, why are they safe there?”
“There are also aliens there, but we are required to hand over supplies or money equivalent to 500 liters of gasoline every month.”
500 liters of petrol?
Before the wasteland, this was only a matter of two or three hundred dollars.
This price may not seem high, but in a wasteland that has lost industrialization, it is much more expensive.
"Humph, when I grow up and can hunt mutant beasts, we can live there every day." The boy Layton said.
"Yes, there are many people outside buying these materials in big ports. A piece of animal skin can be sold for dozens of tons of gasoline, which is enough for us to live...how many years?" The girl Phil broke her hands. Start counting on your fingers.
Dufferin was a little ashamed because he couldn't figure it out clearly.
Most people will be confused by McCann's various measurement units without the help of a calculator, not to mention that most people are not good at math.
“We need to use estimates here. Although a liter of gasoline is lighter than water, it can be roughly considered as one kilogram. It requires half a ton per month. How many tons are sold means that we can live twice as many months.” Andy said by the way. The teacher said.
Yes, she was teaching kindergarten.
Even in this situation, the other party is still working hard to teach the children cultural knowledge so that they will not become illiterate in the future and retain hope.
But when he thought about it, a few children were crying out loud. He felt that it was better not to hold on to hope, otherwise he would not be disappointed.
Dufferin thought. Then, with Andy driving, sometimes forward and sometimes backward, acting as a hard-working engine, lowering its head to output power, and finally drove about 100 kilometers, arriving near a shelter.
This shelter is built under a cliff and has a semicircular steel door.
The door is closed tightly. It is about five meters wide and three meters high.
There are two tweeters on it.
Andy took out his cell phone and dialed a number. After a while, the door slowly opened, revealing a passage with gray and yellow lights.
"Pay the money first, and then come in." A man holding an AK came forward and patted the car.
Anti took out a piece of Shen Yuan with a face value of 100, with Mount Tai printed on the front and the Yangtze River printed on the reverse.
Dufferin suddenly realized, yes, the only economy on earth that can still function normally is the Dongzhou people.
Other places, even Xizhou, are in a state of semi-death, not because of the disaster, but because a large number of people have gone to the Jiuxing District to live a stable life.
Because Dongzhou has too many people, the absolute number of people left behind is large. Coupled with the advancement of intelligence, it can still maintain a relatively large industrial output.
Relying on these industrial outputs can the currency value be maintained.
However, the circulation is also decreasing year by year. After all, there is not so much economic need.
The man checked it and let the car in.
100 yuan buys 500 liters of gasoline. Well, one liter is only two cents. Well, it seems that the currency value of Dongzhou is as stable as before.
Dufferin didn't know why, but some memories from the past came to mind.
He was about to follow the car in, but he heard the loudspeaker on the shelter door suddenly blaring harshly:
"Fifty kilometers away, the direction of the violent beast's movement was found, heading towards the shelter. All personnel working outside should return to the shelter immediately!"
"Repeat, this is not a drill!"
"This is not a drill!"
Raging Beast, is this the monster attracted to me in the mobile phone simulation?
Dufferin thought to himself, looking up into the distance.
I saw cars, trucks, and automobiles of various models driving towards the shelter.
The drivers didn’t look panicked and seemed used to this kind of alarm.
He was about to enter the shelter, but was stopped by the man with a gun.
"The man wants to go in and needs to be checked." The man with the gun said directly.
Dufferin didn't say anything about discrimination. He knew that in the wasteland, men were in far greater danger than women and children.
"How to check?" he asked cooperatively.
The gunman took out a black square from his arms, and through the English name on it, Dufferin recognized it as a "Geiger Counter."
"Xiao Gai, is there a problem with him?" the man with the gun asked.
On the black square, a green light flashed across Dufferin.
"No problem, it can be put in, but he is a mutant and his strength is below level B." Black Square replied.
Um, a machine can talk like a human?
Is this mechanical mutation or artificial intelligence?
Dufferin prefers the latter.
"The supervisor's strength is level A. Well, you can go in." The man with the gun said, and then put Dufferin in.
Hearing this, Dufferin had a good impression of this shelter.
Looks like an orderly place.
He then quickly ran through the gate and followed Andy's car. The car started when it heard the alarm and was heading towards a certain garage following the instructions of several staff members with flashlights.
(End of this chapter)