I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"Are you kidding me! I've never felt so good! Woohoo!!" the fat man shouted again.

"What lottery did you win?" Cass looked around the town. How could there still be a lottery when the town was on fire?

"What lottery? It's just a lottery, what other lottery can it be?! Are you stupid? Only lottery is the way to go! Ah! The air is so fresh!" The fat man said excitedly, and then he planned to continue running.

"Don't run, are you from the Explosives Gang?" Postman No. 6 was pulled to the spot and insisted on finishing the question.

"The Dynamite Gang? Ah! Yes! Of course, I used to be a member of the Dynamite Gang! But I'm not anymore! The Dynamite Gang is just a small fry! I'm the big winner! I'm the one who won the fucking lottery!" The fat man shook his arms hard, but he couldn't break free.

"This person has gone crazy, don't bother with him anymore." Aliana said to the postman.

"Tsk. Get lost," Postman No. 6 let the man go. "This Neptune is a bit weird. Find some survivors to question, don't rush in recklessly."

As a town, Neptune is quite large. Postman No. 6 used EDE's search function to find a house where someone was still living and walked in.

Inside was a man with a pale face sitting in a chair. He didn't react when he saw someone come in, instead mumbling to himself. Ariana noticed that his feet were injured.

"Fuck, what a joke. First my leg was injured, and then I met the fucking Explosive Gang cold-blooded killer? What the hell did you bring to us, you bastard? God, if you want to kill me, just give me 15 bottles of injection X and let me die from an overdose, okay? What the hell!" The man kept talking for a long time.

"Oh? There are still living people? Why didn't you run away?" Postman No. 6 went over and communicated with people casually.

"I don't know. I just love being here. What the hell do you know? You idiot?" the survivor said after a while of swearing. "I won second prize so I'm alive, but they smashed my leg with a hammer. I'm fucking crippled, you understand?"

"You look like a fucking Dynamite Gang member," said Postman Six.

"Yeah, that's me. If you're willing to give me something fun and then shoot me dead, I might reveal something to you." The Explosive Gang member who revealed his identity had obviously become indifferent to life and death.

"Okay, I'll give you an injection X. Now tell me how you survived." Postman No. 6 took out an injection from his pocket like a magic trick and stuffed it into the other party's hand.

"I was just lucky. The person in front of you is the second prize winner of the Neptune lottery. That bastard Swank won the first prize, so they let him go." The Dynamite Gang members put away the injections.

"What's the lottery?" Postman No. 6 asked.

"My men and I kidnapped a few NCR soldiers and brought them here for a rest. We made a deal with a worthless mayor. They pay the ransom, and we get to keep the soldiers armed. Pretty good deal, right?"

"The next thing we knew, we were surrounded by those damn Legion bastards. They dragged us and everyone else into the center of town. That bastard with the dog head on, he started listing our crimes!"

"He said we should be punished for our actions, but not all of us, but some of us. Then he gave everyone a damn lot... and then the damn drawing of lots began, and those whose names were drawn were dragged off to be punished."

"First came the 'lucky losers', who were beheaded – I guess they were called 'lucky' because they died so quickly. Then came those who were crucified, and the damned continued round after round… The third round saw the winner taken as a slave, and I had my legs broken, and the winner went free."

"Oh, and that stupid mayor. After he drew the lot, the Legion burned him alive on a pile of tires."

After the Dynamite Gang members finished speaking, everyone's expressions turned sour. The Postman felt that their arrival was too coincidental and would hinder his activities. Cas, having grown up in NCR, knew the Legion's ways well and would not let them off.

Aliana immediately reported these things to Sun Yang.

Commander! This is what's happening. We're about to run into the Legion, and we've even encountered a wounded man...

[Don't worry about this. The Postman and Cass can do whatever they want. It doesn't matter.] Sun Yang emphasized the word "it doesn't matter."

[Is this okay?] Ariana was a little anxious.

"Because the people here aren't good people. The mayor and the Explosives Gang have colluded and killed quite a few people. Don't assume someone is truly pitiful just because they're playing the victim. The Explosives Gang you see before you has also killed quite a few innocent tourists," Sun Yang explained.

"However, while the dead weren't good people, the Legion that did it weren't good people either. Both the Legion and the NCR have their strengths and weaknesses, so it's hard to make a simple judgment. So let's just see what the Postman thinks." Sun Yang gave his instructions and hung up.

"What about those who were captured as slaves? Where did the remaining legionnaires go?" Cass asked further.

"Headed east. A bunch of Legion bastards dragged them all away. Go ahead and try to be a hero if you want," said the Dynamite Gang member.

124 Are You the Only Legionnaire?

"Okay, I don't think there's anything to ask. Let's get ready and have a hard fight with the Legion people to see which is harder, my fist or their balls." Postman No. 6 called everyone to leave and no longer cared about the Explosive Gang who looked like they just wanted to wait for death.

After the gang left, the Dynamite Gang members took out Injection X and pointed it at their arms.

"Ah, it's nice to have a good time. Damn, it smells like alcohol. How long have those two drunks been holding onto this thing... Uh, damn! Is this really beer?!" The Explosive Gang member injected half of it into his arm before realizing that the thing he injected was wrong.

But the Explosive Gang member whose leg was broken never had the chance to stop anyone, after all, the people who had finished questioning had already walked away.

On the road outside the house, after hearing the noise inside, Aliana couldn't help but ask Postman No. 6 why he did this.

"I wasn't going to give any good stuff to the Explosives Gang, so I found an empty syringe and filled it with beer. I don't have any extra kindness to give to the Explosives Gang." Postman No. 6 said righteously.

"It would be a mercy of ours not to shoot that guy in the head. The Explosives Gang has killed too many caravans, and they deserve to die." Although Cass didn't like doing this, she was happy to do it if it was to deal with the Explosives Gang.

Postman No. 6 led his men towards the center of the town. In the center of the town was the local city hall, and many things were burning at the entrance of the hall.

A little further away, several gallows were erected, some with bloated corpses on them, others with people hanging on them, barely breathing. These people and the corpses were covered with horrible wounds, even with broken joints.

Some male soldiers dressed in ancient Roman style were whipping those who were on their last breath. At the door of the town hall, a soldier wearing a yellow dog-head hat and a pair of sunglasses on his face looked over.

"Oh? NCR soldiers? Don't worry, I won't tie you to a cross and whip you like I did to the Fallen. You just happen to be of some use here." The voice of the legionnaire was cold, elegant, and a little sinister.

His eyes behind his sunglasses scanned the team in front of him, which consisted of three women and an eyeball robot.

"I want you to witness the fate of Neptune and record every detail. Then, once you are on your way, I want you to teach Caesar's Legion's actions here a lesson to all you meet—especially the soldiers of the NCR."

"Ah, cough, let me correct you. I'm not an NCR soldier. I just borrowed this suit." Postman No. 6 clarified his identity without hesitation.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter..." The legionnaire didn't care about the identity of the person in front of him.

While the legionnaires were chattering, Postman No. 6 suddenly whispered to Ariana, "Ariana, do you think this man's hat looks good?"

Huh? No, this is how you react when someone is talking to you seriously? Isn't that a bit too much?!

Although Aliana thought so in her heart, she could only reluctantly say: "Uh, it's quite interesting?"

"Hmph, I think so too. This hat and sunglasses will soon belong to me. Don't hit the head when you fight later." Postman No. 6 quickly finished his plot.

Well, no wonder he didn't want to listen. Aliana quickly searched the surrounding soldiers and found ten in total, not a lot.

"...Looking forward to our meeting again. Woman! Do you understand what I mean?!" The legionnaires were not blind. The Postman No. 6's open whispering angered him.

"I don't understand, because I don't want to work for the bastard army." Postman No. 6 took out a water gun from his pocket and sprayed the other party, soaking his clothes.

"I want you to witness Caesar's wrath! I, Volpus Ikuta, will tear you apart!" The legionnaire immediately turned hostile and called on the surrounding soldiers to take action.

"Caesar is the shit of mutants! You are the shit of mutants!" The postman moved very quickly. She had learned the art of rapid-fire shooting. In the blink of an eye, the revolver appeared in her hand, and her gunshot sounded before anyone else.

A .357 Magnum bullet flew through the center of the battlefield, hitting the enemy's throat directly. The legionnaire who had shouted that he would tear them apart could only fall to the ground, clutching his neck.

Cass took cover with his rifle and opened fire on the Legionnaires. The other side quickly split into several teams, some providing support and some charging forward.

"..." Aliana simply pulled the trigger at all the soldiers in legion uniforms in front of her. These soldiers were very imposing, but the weapons they used were not very good and they had not received any special training.

Even professionally trained soldiers like Aliana were killed without mercy, not to mention these pathetic troops who weren't even amateur militia.

At the first encounter, two legion soldiers had their heads blown off by Cass, and five soldiers were killed by Aliana with one shot in the heart each.

The remaining two people cleverly hid behind the bunker at the first moment, but Postman No. 6 pointed his revolver at the bunker and shot both the bunker and the people behind it.

"Legion? That's all! Pah! Just some kind of warmth!" Postman No. 6 walked over to the man wearing a dog-head hat, who was still breathing. "You've got the wrong guy! As soon as I see your people, I won't let you leave alive!"

"Ho! Ha!" The man in the dog-head hat wanted to say something else, and he seemed to want to touch his gun, but the postman didn't give him the chance.

Postman No. 6 was incredibly strong. She stabbed the knife directly into the man's head, effectively killing him. She removed her dog-skin cap and sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes that were wide open in death.

"Ah~ I feel so relieved!" Postman No. 6 dusted off his hat, put on his dog-skin hat in a high-profile manner, and then put on his sunglasses. "I heard that all the women in the legion are used as sex slaves? Tsk tsk, I should leave someone to make me happy. Let me see if these fake Romans are good and if they can get anywhere."

"Ha! Then count me in! Do you think we should go for a walk and rob the legion first? I haven't eaten meat for a long time. I've slept in the barracks." Cass also whistled.

"...So, are we going to recycle this equipment?" Ariana didn't want to get involved in this topic; it was too boring. People in the wasteland lived from day to day, naturally not concerned with moral rigor. Ariana knew that in this environment, there was no time for such trivial thoughts.

Not to mention humans, when you really can't hold it back, you can use zombies, mutants, radioactive scorpions or wild dogs, no matter whether the other party is male or female.

"Are you from the shelter? Or do you have a big and good-looking guy waiting for you?" Seeing Ariana like this, Cass also teased her.

"Hey, stop guessing. Maybe they just don't have the money to find someone. Okay, come and pack up your things so we can continue on our way." Postman No. 6 urged.

"Have you been wearing that fur hat?" Cass said.

"No, no, this is my trophy. You can also think of it as a stepping stone to get into business," Postman No. 6 put away his fur hat. "Guess how many ruthless people will give me a job just for this hat? We're going to make a fortune soon!"

125 What to do next?

After leaving Neptune, they continued their journey. However, there was a slight delay because Aliana quickly ran back to the Rangers to tell them about Neptune's situation and took out the Legionnaires' equipment to sell.

It is said that NCR has a system of military merits, and some people buy the uniforms of legionnaires as military merits. Therefore, the uniforms of legionnaires can actually sell for a lot of money.

Aliana found the fair-skinned Ranger sniper named Ghost and reported what happened in the town of Neptune.

"The Legion is so close, are you kidding? That's not just outside the border, they're already coming in - and very quickly. Neptune is not a friendly town, but... well, thanks, I was hoping this would be news that would make me feel at ease, but now I'm even more anxious." The ghost said with a frown.

"You have friends in Neptune?" Ariana asked.

"Neptune? No, that town is shit, it deserved to be burned. But the town shouldn't have fallen into the hands of the Legion, and no one deserves to suffer like this. Thank you for making the trip there, even though you brought bad news. I hope we can send some people to clean it up, but... orders cannot be disobeyed." The ranger's expression suddenly became depressed.

"The Mojave is going to be destroyed, and I'm just sitting here watching."

From the Rangers' perspective, the Legion's infiltration was lawless.

Caesar's Legion squads can launch surprise attacks on towns or NCR military bases day and night, and as for the NCR... judging from the Rangers' attitude, NCR is unwilling to give anything. They just come here to occupy the land, throw the farmers here to farm, and don't care about anything else.

Even worse, the NCR wasn't able to control Caesar's Legion, nor was it able to clean up the bandits, gangs, and wild animals that roamed the area. When the caravan was on the road, half of its backpacks had to be filled with various bullets.

Caesar's Legion actually did a great job protecting the caravans. As long as the area was under the control of the Legion, the caravans could move safely along the road.

Not only does NCR do a poor job of managing regional security, it also imposes heavy taxes on the towns under its protection. Caesar's Legion, while also collecting taxes, is at least better than NCR, which can't even provide protection.

According to the Rangers' explanation, many small towns in New Vegas did not want to be harassed by various bandits and wild animals, so they joined Caesar's Legion and provided them with supplies.

But even so, Caesar's Legion's various terrible habits and ruthless combat style still make the forces and residents of New Vegas very uncomfortable.

The soldiers of the NCR can at least maintain their rule on the surface and abide by the law. However, if you make a mistake, Caesar's Legion will have your limbs broken at the very least, or even killed outright at the worst. Their criminal law is very harsh.

"Of course, I support the NCR, but we need more than just faith to support us. We also need supplies and manpower. Passion alone can't turn into ammunition."

The ranger said tiredly at last, and at the same time said that they did a good job. If NCR needs help in the future, they will know that there are reliable people like you.

In the end, except for the 12 bottle caps donated by the ghost, Ariana received nothing. She went back to divide the money and then left the outpost completely.

NCR's reputation? I know I need to build my reputation to get a job, but I didn't expect the reward would be to say good things about other colleagues... I feel like I've been taken advantage of.

Aliana was speechless. It was normal to be paid for work, right? And to be paid for good words and recommendations.

This NCR and Caesar's Legion are both quite frustrating. Perhaps this is what the Commander meant by not caring about anything, letting the Postman do whatever she wants, just keep an eye on her.

Perhaps there isn't much here for the Commander to support. Recycling technology is the only thing that's useful.

When Ariana returned to Neptune, Postman No. 6 and Cass happily looted a lot of supplies in Neptune. The people in Neptune probably lived a pretty good life before.

There were a lot of canned foods, fast foods and local wasteland foods left over from before the war, as well as a lot of beer and sunset sarsaparilla. They also found a lot of cigarettes during their search, which was also a hard currency in the wasteland.

By the way, the Legion was so unscrupulous that they buried many traps and mines in various rooms and the city hall, probably intending to ambush anyone who came to search from behind.

The weapons installed on these traps, the mines buried under the corpses and the trip wires set up at the door were all found by the eagle-eyed postman and put back into the package.

"I told you, Caesar's Legion is here to bring me warmth." Postman No. 6 said cunningly, keeping the ones that could still be used and replacing the unused ones with bottle caps and bullets.

"Aliana, guess what, we found a laser pistol and a plasma pistol, and they are in good condition. I can't imagine how the people in this place were killed by the Legion. I guess they were unlucky and were ambushed." Postman No. 6 took out two weapons with very strange shapes from his pocket.

"They even prepared ammunition. But plasma ammunition is rare, so try to use it sparingly. I remember the Brotherhood of Steel uses a lot of laser weapons, so maybe we can buy some." Cass also praised this powerful guy.

Laser pistols and plasma pistols... Although the Iron Bloods also had similar experimental weapons, the commander prohibited them from using them due to reliability issues, and instead instructed the research team to do their best to improve the corresponding weapons.

The problem with laser weapons is that they lack power. Humanoid battery technology isn't yet sufficient to make individual laser weapons usable. It's better to carry more bullets than batteries that large. Only laser cannons powered by base power are more effective.

Plasma weapons suffer from a short range, poor craftsmanship, and frequent overheating and malfunction. While effective in damaging targets, they are often outmatched by the faster Griffin T-dolls due to their clumsy handling.

I don’t know whether the technology in this world is reliable. If it is, directly reverse-engineering these weapons can solve many armament problems.

"Where can I buy these weapons?" Aliana pointed at the weapons in the hands of Postman No. 6.

"Silver Shock, this store is in the free city of New Vegas. They sell all kinds of energy weapons there. But the things are ridiculously expensive. But you get what you pay for." Postman No. 6 shrugged.

The Free City of New Vegas, Silver Shock? This is a must-visit. This weapon has a high probability of raising Griffin's armament level to a higher level.

"Then let's go to New Vegas later." Ariana said calmly.

"Oh, you're quite ambitious, Ariana. But you'll need to carry at least two thousand bottle caps to get in." Postman No. 6 said with a laugh.

"It's better not to go to that kind of place. They will just launder all your money and then kick you out." Cass didn't have a good opinion of that place.

126 cubits! Damn money!

We're currently heading north along the highway. Postman Six led us through a few Legionnaires who were seeking their lives. We've now reached a place called Novak... Postman Six, for some reason, muttered something about smelling bottle caps and insisting on staying here for a few days. Ariana relayed the message to Commander Sun Yang via the comms channel.