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Chapter 241 Homecoming

"Ah, tap, tap!"

Red Beard stood up holding his stomach.

If the leader of the Rangers had hit him on the head, his body would have been cold by now.

"Why are you here? I know the road. It takes a week to drive here." Redbeard picked up a wanderer's gun. "I suspect that the monsters in the wasteland have all entered estrus. This time I come here, and they both They are ferocious and numerous. After finishing this business, I am going to have a good rest."

"Hey! Redbeard, that's my gun!" A player came over and pointed at the mosaic-covered headless body of the homeless man on the ground, "I shot his head off, so his gun belongs to me! "

"Okay, okay, here you go." Redbeard has been dealing with players for a long time and knows how to appease these psychopaths.

The cute man was sitting next to Red Beard and stood up at this time: "You have worked hard enough. The business has been from Djinn City to Thunder City, even this kind of convoy here."

"Cute man, don't underestimate these wanderers," Redbeard said with a smile, "Although they buy a little, they add up to a lot. There are so many wanderers in the wasteland, and every time they go there they can take away my low end." Goods are consumed to the tune of seventy-seven or eighty-eight percent."

The cute man asked: "How did they eliminate the effects of distortion?"

"The answer is no elimination."

Redbeard uncovered the clothes of the headless corpse, revealing a body covered with tumors.

"Every wanderer who can survive in the wasteland for a long time will have his own method," Redbeard said. "Everyone knows that you cannot drink the water in the wasteland, and you cannot eat the prey you hunt, even if you grow it, you can't drink it." Crops are not good. But there are always some water pipes left before the war, which were pumped out from deep underground. Although they will still have an impact, they will not directly become aberrations. There is a saying I like very much: Life will find its way A way out. Just like I believe that besides Djinn City and Thunder City, there are other cities built by human survivors in the world."

The cute man advised: "Red Beard, we people will return to Thunder City soon. Why don't you just come with us and have a good rest."

"No," said Redbeard, "there is another area with big customers here who are all aberrations and weirdos. Although that place is an independent force in name, it is actually controlled by the Brotherhood. I will be there Take a break and visit some old friends. Oh, I suddenly thought of something: there is a cannery in Leiming City, which deals in rat meat. The boss is my friend, but there has been no news for two months. Yes. If you're passing by, go see what's going on, and remember to tell me next time you meet me."

The cute man agreed.

This feature of the cannery that produces rat meat is quite obvious.

Although it's a little disgusting, the processed rat meat is said to taste quite good.

"I'm leaving." Redbeard found the armed off-road vehicle he had covered with camouflage cloth.

He probably has been wandering around the wasteland for a long time, and he can become a talkative person when he meets someone.

Watching Red Beard drive away, the cute man suddenly had a question: Where is that place full of deformed and weird people?
But Redbeard was far away.

It’s okay, I’ll ask you next time.

……

"It's coming out, it's coming out! I can't stand it anymore!"

"Hard! Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Look at my invincible shoveling feet!"

A box exposes half of the box,

"It's finally over," a player pulled out a box from the soil. "Five or sixty people dug for half an hour. I think our digging skills are pretty good. It would be good to help with dust removal at the construction site."

"Poor old Tumu, he even thinks about playing games."

"Don't you thank this uncle? This is so professional!"

"Huh?" The player wrapped in a coat raised his eyes, "I am a tomb robber, and I am very skilled at digging holes."

There was silence.The player wrapped in a coat raised his eyebrows: "I just came out. I was imprisoned for several years before."

The players at the scene relaxed.

One player said: "It's good to be able to change from evil to good."

"When I came out, I felt that technology is developing so fast," said the player wrapped in a coat. "Except for the old tomb robbing skills, I don't know any other skills. Not only that, but I also like to read online novels. After I came out, I I changed my experience and posted it online to make some money. I was there for a month some time ago, and the note was from my readers, pointing at my novel and saying that I didn’t explain the facts of the crime clearly. But that was me It was made up. That note also said that the adaptation was not made up, it was nonsense."

"They're back."

squeak--

Twelve cars lined up one after another.

"Did you dig out the treasure?" Smoker jumped out of the car, "It's such a small box, not even as big as my waist. Does Chameleon want this thing?"

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: Chameleon, look, is this what you want?
[Chameleon]: Yes.Well done, Smokey.

[Smoking backwards like a god]: How much valuable can be put in such a small thing?
[Chameleon]: If you dig down five meters from this box, there will be a large one underneath. You can earn a lot of contribution points by selling some of the items inside.

[Smoking backwards like a god]: I haven’t asked yet, how did you know there was a treasure here?

[Chameleon]: The treasure you mentioned was buried by me a long time ago.Of course I know where it is buried.

[Smoking in reverse is like a god]: There is a story, chameleon.

[Chameleon]: As long as you live long enough, you will have enough stories.Now that I've said that, I'd like to mention one more thing: Don't go to the Beauty Bar's Broken Arm Locke to trouble you, she was covered by me.

[Smoking backwards is like a god]: Tsk, tsk, tsk.Some of us have inquired, and Locke is still single, although he is a little older.

[Chameleon]: Things are not what you think, they are much more complicated.Time flies so fast, smoker.The little sisters who were no taller than my legs are now old, but I am still the same as before.

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: Chameleon, let’s not tell your story for now.Do you think Broken Arm Locke knows that you are covering her from behind?
[Chameleon]: If you keep talking too much, I will adjust the task reward to the lowest 1 contribution point!

The smoker closed the private channel interface: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, even angry. Chameleon, one day I want you to tell me your story."

"The whereabouts of the guerrillas have been found, and the culprit has been caught. Although the monster that attacked the guerrillas is missing," Brother Wolf said, "We can deal with the Brotherhood. Smoker, take the box and return it to Thunder City. To the chameleon.”

Smoker took the box.

This box is unremarkable, with only a small display screen and the number on it is "0".

What does this mean?

"Get in the car! Get in the car!"

“If you can’t sit still, climb on the roof of the car!”

"Don't put your feet in my mouth!"

"Aba Aba! Waibi Waibi!"

"I often don't fit in with you because I'm not perverted enough."

Twelve cars filled with players, mixed with a large group of motorcyclists, drove towards Thunder City.

(End of this chapter)