As we walked along the road, we were actually not far from the so-called campsite.
Zhao Qian looked at the woman leading the way.
She was dragging the leopard's carcass with one hand, and with the other hand, she took out a can he gave her from her pocket and looked at it carefully.
He was indescribably happy, and even the steps under this guy's feet became a little brisker.
"I never thought you really existed.
Even the most powerful Lauren is not sure if you are real or if you are just a joke left by the predecessors."
The woman said a lot of inappropriate words.
Zhao Qian followed and listened, but he could still hear a lot of things from these scattered things.
For example, she took the initiative to request to leave the hunting team and rush here.
In other words, apart from the leopard she caught in the hunting team's prey allocation today, there was nothing else.
But there was still something irrepressible in this woman's words, just like the joy of getting rich that most people said.
Along the way, Zhao Qian could also obviously find that there were fewer and fewer traces of animal activity in this area.
And the further you go, the traces of biological activity become increasingly difficult to see.
An increasingly wider road appeared under his feet.
As he looked at it, it was obvious that it had been stepped on day after day.
A thin stream of water sounded in my ears.
The woman in front of her with her bow on her back was still inexplicably enjoying herself.
Yes, in Zhao Qian's eyes, this guy simply had something to be happy about and was inexplicably enjoying himself.
"By the way, outsider, my name is Jasmine, what's your name?"
The woman asked.
Her figure was probably extra slender due to long-term exercise.
If you put it in the real world, she is a popular sports beauty.
"Tom Lee."
The conversation became more and more boring, from the beginning the woman would ask a few questions, to the end it was almost silent.
All that could be heard along the roadside was the dull sound of prey being dragged.
Zhao Qian looked at the back in front of her, or to be precise, at the bow on her back.
The bow body is white, and it looks like it should be the bones of some kind of beast, while the bow string is made of dark animal sinew, which looks very elastic.
Very special, compared to other bows with a body made of fine wood.
We walked a little further and crossed a stream that was not very wide.
There were no lush trees or fern bushes in front of us.
Suddenly enlightened.
Some unknown crops were planted on the ground, and occasionally a few barks that sounded like canine beasts could be heard coming from a building made of wood and cloth not far away.
"Jasmine, you're back."
A woman wearing some white clothes asked as she hung the fur of an unknown beast to dry.
Behind her is a building that looks a bit like a tent.
"Well, Aunt Moss, Uncle Logan and the others are still in the woods."
As if she saw the woman drying her furs noticing the Asian behind her, Jasmine continued.
"This is the outsider I found, Tom Lee."
Moss's eyes flashed with surprise.
He looked up and down at the stranger in front of him and then went back to busying himself with the things in his hands.
Zhao Qian followed behind and looked at this place, which looked a bit like a poor village.
In other words, this place is even a bit worse than the countryside.
At least we won't be living in a tent like this.
There are thick wooden stakes inserted around the village to mark the scope of the village, or more like to defend against the attack of something.
As she walked forward, Jasmine greeted passers-by from time to time and introduced someone.
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Until she brought the outsider in front of her to a tent that was larger than other tents in the center of the village, she stopped and put the prey in her hand on the ground.
"Give me a moment, I'll go talk to Lauren."
This somewhat cautious woman glanced at the outsider who was still looking around, and then carefully walked into the big tent in front of her.
Zhao Qian stood at the door and looked at it.
To be honest, the things in front of him were more like a combination of primitive and modern.
For example, those tents looked like they were made of soldiers' uniforms or some kind of tarpaulin.
Moreover, many of the things in the hands of the busy villagers we met along the way can be seen as products of modern craft assembly lines.
"Go in."
Jasmine stood at the door of the tent and said, interrupting Zhao Qian's contemplation.
He looked at the woman in front of him.
To be honest, he was still a little dizzy at what he saw in front of him.
But after taking a deep breath and thinking about the side mission he had received, Zhao Qian still walked in.
Judging from the current situation, it would not be wrong for him to still need the help of someone familiar with this area.
Very wide.
This was Zhao Qian's reaction when he saw the space in the tent in front of him.
At least it was much wider than he imagined.
A wooden table, a rocking chair, and a simple fire pit are everything here.
He looked and saw a person sitting on the rocking chair, a somewhat old man to be precise.
"God bless, finally, someone else is here."
The old man lying on the rocking chair made the sign of the cross on his chest.
His eyes lit up when he saw the young man in front of him.
His eyes were shining, as if he was recalling something extraordinary.
"Hello."
Zhao Qian looked at the old white man in front of him and said.
The man's movements were a little excited, and he even knocked the wooden pipe in his hand a little louder.
"Chinese people" The old man named Lauren asked, and Zhao Qian nodded as confirmation.
"Young man, you should be glad I'm not from the South."
The old man was talking nonstop, talking about the knowledge in his memory that only the young man in front of him could understand.
What about the conservatism of Southerners and their aversion to the barbarism of slave states.
"You came in from outside too" Zhao Qian asked, taking advantage of the fact that the old man fell into some emotional excitement and asked.
This kind of knowing question did not arouse much resentment in the old man.
He had not spoken to anyone who really understood him for many years.
"Captain of Area 54, with the rank of Captain.
God bless America."
Lauren continued.
He looked at the visitor from the civilized world in front of him many years later, and from time to time he asked questions like whether the United States was number one in the world.
Zhao Qian was also a little vague.
After all, he was not really an aborigine of this world.
He just mixed some things about Skynet's destruction of the world based on some history of the real world, making the eyes of the old man in front of him turn red and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Those bastards, I have long thought that there is something wrong with the project supported by the Security Bureau, but those guys in Lister just want to compare us with others."
As the old man spoke, he also answered some simple questions from the hometown man in front of him.
The sky outside gradually darkened, and finally became completely dark.
Zhao Qian looked up, and he learned from Lauren that the situation here was actually similar to the outside world, with day and darkness, but it was much more dangerous.
While the two were chatting, the fire pit in the tent was lit by Jasmine at some point.
The village also burst into cheers not long after the fire pit was lit.
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It turned out that the hunting team was back, and it seemed that they had brought back another outsider.
Zhao Qian didn't go to see it, but just sat in the old man's tent and waited, listening to the old guy's stories over the years and the customs and customs of this foreign land.
Until some time later, a person walked in.
He squinted, his blond hair shining in the firelight.
An acquaintance.
Lily Yeste
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