Chapter 424 Where I Go
The old man pulled up his trouser legs, and the mud that was stained and hardened on the trouser legs fell down with this movement, revealing the true appearance underneath.
It was a mechanical prosthetic leg made of heavy steel. It had a very old-fashioned design. The factory number on the side had been polished off. The anti-rust coating had obviously been sprayed countless times, and it looked like it was a piece of old age. The stains make the prosthetic case look different in color.
"Want to guess? How long has this leg been with me?"
The old man knocked on the leg, making a dull sound.
"Eleven years." Song Shi did not hesitate: "It fluctuates by three months."
The old man was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to say something, he was at a loss for words.
"I still have some research on prosthetics, I mean the application field."
Song Shi looked at the prosthetic leg: "It is impossible to judge the usage time of the target's prosthetic body and evaluate its performance. Keep the situation in mind and just do it blindly. You don’t want to live anymore.”
In his previous life as a free bounty hunter, he only used psychic powers and external weapons to fight against the enemy.
It's just that in this era, it doesn't matter whether you have a prosthetic body implanted or not, but if you are completely ignorant and clueless about the enemy's prosthetic body, then you are probably looking for death.
Song Shi added in his heart.
Of course only in front of the third ring.
Even with the old man’s state of mind that had accumulated over time, he also felt that the young man in front of him was a bit strange. He didn’t look like much, but he had spent some time with the Wanderer tribe and knew Zhi. Machinery and in-depth research on prosthetics?
However, as the fire flickered, in the end, the old man just said something.
"Yes, my leg has been with me for eleven years and two months."
His hand covered with thick callus scars touched a scratch on the surface of the prosthetic leg, which was familiar. There was a slight scratching sensation, and then he pulled down his trousers and returned to normal.
“I have lived for seventy-three years. My neural circuits are too old and I can no longer replace my prosthetic body. I don’t want to live a lifetime and end up with a cyberpsychopath. "
The old man shook his head: "Some nights, I can still remember the first time I went to the city to buy supplies alone, but now, I have become the oldest guy in the family. "
He didn't speak very fast, and he coughed several times every time he said a word.
"The one here is the last member of the family."
Song Shi breathed out softly: "So you have to die in the wasteland."
"I have lived in the wasteland all my life. "The old man stared at the young man calmly and said calmly: "This is my home, this is the cemetery of the Moro family, and I will die here."
"I don't plan to take a last look before my death. A member of Yenan’s tribe?”
“It makes no sense.” The old man’s expression did not change: “I know what some people call us, a bunch of down-and-out homeless people hanging together for warmth, ‘family’ is just that. A title that is more convenient for group gathering.”
"They were right. The wanderer's 'family' culture was indeed born from this." The old man said, "They just got one thing wrong. The emotions of our family are not false."
"My people. I actually have no resentment towards them."
The old man sighed lowly: "We just insisted and parted ways."
There was nothing left to say.
In the early morning of the next day, when the world was still dark, Song Shi left some commonly used medicines in the felt tent and left the motorcade without saying goodbye.
Huh——
The biting wind in the early morning whistled in my face.
Song Shi pressed the steering wheel, turned a blind eye, and played a light song.
"Does it not fit the atmosphere?" Lapis Lazuli popped up. "Eavesdropping on the conversation, right?"
"No, I didn't eavesdrop." Lapis Lazuli replied seriously: "It's just that your sound waves were captured by my sound wave equipment."
"Ha"
Song Shi opened it smoothly A bottle of honey and citrus flavored nutritious ointment, which is the same as the medicine not long ago, is Xu Yudu's leftover supplies, and the trunk is full of them.
“Isn’t the atmosphere very good?” Song Shi bit into the nutritional ointment: “His wish is to die in the wasteland, and now he is moving towards this goal step by step. How many people can achieve their goals? ? This is not something to be happy about. Why do you think my song does not match the atmosphere? "
"Happy. But the results of my representation analysis module show that the other party's emotion does not include 'happy'."
"Even if you just sit in, you started analyzing it directly?"
"No, I didn't analyze it." Lapis Lazuli explained seriously: "The representation analysis module belongs to my 'information receiving system' and operates automatically. "
Song Shi was choked for a while, and then he said: "That's not the case."
"According to your calculation, the 'family death' must be. It's sad, but it's not." Song Shi sighed: "Do you know what it means to die at the end of one's life? In this case, even the dead father is considered happy to have died. Not to mention how happy he is, but definitely. It’s not sad.”
“The Wanderer tribe cannot avoid extinction. This is part of their culture.”
Song Shidao: "This tribe has not been invaded by foreign enemies, has not been killed by some security forces as robbers to claim credit, and has not been swallowed up by natural disasters in the wasteland. They built a cemetery for themselves and lay down safely in it. That's good."
"——Let's not talk about it."
Song Shi tapped the steering wheel briskly: "Look at the map, how long will it take to get to the border in Yenan? "
"At the current speed, within two days," Lapis replied.
Not too slow.
But what's a pity is that in the past few days of separation, there has been no news from Xu Yudu, and it is still not clear what exactly he is going to stuff himself.
It has been going on like this for who knows how long.
At the end of the distant horizon, a cloud of turbid dust suddenly rose.
With a loud bang, a swift shadow smashed into the dust mist, jumped out of the air, landed firmly on the ground, and continued to rush forward desperately.
It was a dusty motorcycle. The rider on it was just running around. He didn't expect that he would bump into someone in such a vast wasteland.
His eyes suddenly widened, and then he raised the muzzle of the kinetic energy rifle hanging on his chest without hesitation, and pressed the trigger several times toward the sky. The banging sound of gunshots suddenly pierced the sky.
Alarmed by the gunfire, he suddenly shouted at the off-road vehicle in front of him.
"——Turn around! Run! Immediately! Hurry!"
The next moment, a head seemed to have been puffed up, with a body similar to a raptor, but several times larger than those of the same kind. The giant lizard shredded the exhaust gas and crawled across the ground at high speed at a speed that was not inferior to that of a motorcycle.
The rider cursed secretly and swept away a shuttle with his backhand. However, the giant lizard's thick mane shimmered suddenly, and an invisible force field rose up. Although it was broken in an instant, it was still Greatly reduces the lethality of the rifle.
Then the SUV stopped.
Then Song Shi stepped out of the car, took the pistol thrown by Lapis Lazuli, lit the forging flame, and fired a shot.
Then there is no more.
(End of this chapter)