"Milestone: Wanderer has been activated.
You still need to spend one night in 4 gathering places with a population of no less than 200 to obtain this title."
In the early morning, on a deserted street in Joseph Town, Zhao Qian followed Old Yiwen with a silent expression.
They were sent to inquire about the situation because of what happened last night.
Two black brothers were also punished with the same result.
This is the rule of the gathering place, or in other words, it is just a small means in the gathering place to deal with some people who want to make a living.
Otherwise, how could there be such an easy job in this wasteland, staying vigil for two hours and taking care of two meals.
In addition to the impact of strong radiation dust brought by the snow water, the more dangerous thing is the mutated insects or beasts that may appear at any time at night, and the appearance of terminators is a relatively small probability event.
But accidentally, Zhao Qian ran into him.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with them, but the black brothers insisted that the two parties had not changed shifts when the incident happened, because the shift time period is a very vague concept, and they probably had the idea that if I die, you will die too.
It's a mess inside.
Old Ivan disagreed with this statement.
The angry old man even had the urge to pull out his gun and kill the bastards.
There were some disputes between the parties, and they had no choice but to send everyone out.
"Main mission one: Wasteland survival science.
It has been completed for 17 days.
You still need to spend 6 days safely in this world to complete the mission.
Note: One day will be counted after 12:00 every night."
"Milestone: Survival Expert has been activated.
You have survived for 1 day and you still need to survive for 59 days."
"You have accepted the side mission: Investigation."
"Side mission: Investigation."
"Difficulty factor: d" "Mission goal: to find out the truth behind the inexplicable gunshots last night."
"Mission suggestion: There are wild beasts around here."
"Task tip: Be careful, high radiation is fatal."
"Mission duration: one day."
Zhao Qian walked on the completely deserted streets.
From the sleet and snow that fell last night, he couldn't even see any snow water.
He could only see the dust all over the streets and the withered or lush plants growing in the gaps on the streets. of weeds and small bushes that were completely dead.
Fortunately, the radiation sources here are not particularly strong in big cities, and humans can still survive.
The patch of grass on the side of the road should have been a piece of grass before the end of the world.
At least you can still see something about it from the rusty old cars parked next to it.
There is a row, or rather, a row of old vehicles scattered on the road that have been abandoned.
Many people can even see a corpse with long bones on the driver's seat.
He looked at a Mercedes-Benz not far away with no license plate, and a family of three who died together.
Dry, flat tires say something unknown.
Continuing to move forward, on the broken windows on both sides of the road or on the walls that were already covered with dust, some unknown insects were crawling around on a plant that looked like an ivy that was spreading on the wall.
Occasionally, a few mice, much larger than domestic cats, scurried out of the far corner.
Waste and death.
Following up with Old Ivan who was walking ahead, he used his experienced eyes to pick through the piles of ruins.
Passing by an intersection, the old man pointed to the skeleton hanging on the high-voltage wire next to the traffic light not far away.
"That's Lisa, my old neighbor."
Zhao Qian raised his head and took a look.
The color of the traffic lights above had long been covered by dust and could not be revealed, but traces of some bird droppings could be vaguely seen above.
A gust of wind blew.
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With a crisp sound, a piece of bone fell to the ground, startling the short and fat black man, and the tall man next to him raised the loaded weapon in his hand.
A piece of ribs.
"Time: May 14, 2020, 9:04 pm."
"Location: Unknown, Texas, USA" "Scene: Terminator" "Difficulty: Complex C level" "Diminished pain perception: 0."
"Additional enhancement of personal abilities: 0."
"Mission unit strength: Uncertain."
"Current scene exploration degree: 01."
"Included note: This scene is a killing scene.
If a passenger is killed, the corresponding summoning key will drop.
The digitized character information module is turned on.
Passengers can check their personal attributes at any time through the ticket."
"You will automatically master the relevant languages and can communicate and interact with people in this world smoothly.
You will forget them after you leave this world."
"Number of tasks accepted: 2."
"Your appearance has been processed and will be restored automatically when you return to the real world.
You can also adjust the settings related to your appearance in the station hotel.
If you have any questions, you can silently ask the relevant questions in your mind and query through the ticket.
If you have the permission, you can get the answer. ” "he" A cry for help came from an abandoned building.
Old Ivan raised his old shotgun that he brought from the underground gathering place and looked over there at a young man waving to them.
"My companion is injured and we need help."
Anxious voices echoed in the somewhat empty streets.
They might be the ones who came to the town last night.
Fortunately it wasn't anything else.
As he walked forward little by little, he saw a person.
The short, fat black man put down the gun in his hand slightly and glanced at the man who had no weapon in his hand.
He was wearing a jacket covered with mud, and his face was And some scars from being bitten by something can still be seen on the arm.
It's human, yes.
"Who are you" The tall black man questioned the strange white man in front of him carefully.
After asking a few more questions, I made sure there was no problem.
The four of them carefully followed the man to a shady part of the building, where a man whose wounds were simply bandaged was lying on the ground moaning in a daze.
He looked like he had a high fever.
The smell of blood.
Old Ivan and the tall black man looked at each other silently and nodded.
The several unpicked weapons on the ground proved that this man had no plans to make any evil plans.
"Wanderer."
The young man lowered his head, looking a little frustrated.
"We just arrived in the town last night, and who knew we encountered a large group of hounds.
As a result, except me and him, everyone else died."
"Nuclear snow day for you" The short and fat guy interrupted.
He seemed a little puzzled or thought he was catching the other party's loophole.
"It's easy to avoid being hunted by those things in nuclear snow."
Old Yiwen answered for the young man.
He was obviously a man with stories.
He handed over the tin jug with a small amount of wine from his pocket.
It was rare for this old guy who was always optimistic to see him look like this.
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"Drink it and you'll feel better."
Then he looked at the guy on the ground with a high fever.
It seemed that the wound was more likely to be infected and he couldn't be saved.
"Perfect."
Watching the young man take a sip of the vodka from Lao Yiwen's flask, Zhao Qian, who was silent at the side, suddenly said.
Facing everyone's puzzled looks, he took out the sword at this time, but to outsiders, it seemed that the sword was always on his waist.
Now being pulled out.
"As long as the seriously injured patient in front of you dies, you can sneak into the gathering place without any worries.
Isn't that right, my mechanical friend?"
"Yoay I don't know what you are talking about."
But there was no answer, only a sword fell that no one could react to, and that sword had already been swung during the conversation.
"when" There was a sound of metal tapping in the ruins of the empty building.
The sword struck the young man's right arm as he was blocking, but there was no way it could cut in even half an inch.
Swinging with his left hand, the swordsman took half a step back.
The heavy punch made a muffled sound in the air.
"Has been seen through and eliminated."
A red light flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Qian watched as the other party quickly picked up the firearm on the ground.
That's right.
To be honest, he just instinctively identified this guy who suddenly appeared in a poorly acted plot like this in some movies.
Who knows, I hit the jackpot. s: Book friend Jing Guan Fangtian celebrates his birthday, and I wish brother Jing Guan Fangtian a happy birthday.
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