The vast ground was barren and full of potholes, and the Jeeps of the "Old Tunes Group" were driving on it, and it was bumpy as if they were riding a boat.
"I don't want to die in failure and loneliness
"I don't want to live underground forever
"Material Deception
"The ants in a hurry
"People without culture are not sad..." (Note 1)
In the song played by the small speaker, Shang Jianyao, sitting in the center of the back row, put his arm around Genava's iron arm and the other on Long Yuehong's shoulder, swaying his body from side to side with the dynamic rhythm.
Long Yuehong looked disgusted and tried to get rid of it, but due to the limited space, she couldn't escape from the devil's claws.
After not driving for a long time, Jiang Baimian, whose hands were itchy for a while, glanced at the "navigation", and after confirming that the current direction was correct, he said "ha" to Shang Jianyao:
"You like this song a lot lately, keep playing it."
"Yeah." Shang Jianyao admitted frankly, and then sighed while shaking his body, "But its lyrics and song title are different, I think it is better to change it to 'No ideal person is not sad' is more suitable for our group's situation , yes, that's it, I'll sing it myself and record it!"
Jiang Baimian tsk tsk said with a smile:
"Have fun."
"Of course, after one dangerous mission after another, I now feel more and more that I need to have fun in time, be happy, and try my best to satisfy myself." I don't know which Shang Jianyao's words actually took on a bit of philosophical meaning.
"Navigation" Bai Chen nodded and said:
"The vast majority of wilderness wanderers have similar thoughts."
Therefore, they either indulge their bodies, or modify their cars, to give vent to their will.
Long Yuehong opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.
Shang Jianyao then withdrew the hand on his shoulder, patted his thigh and said:
"I found that after changing the song just now, it is very suitable for the current situation of 'The Salvation Army'!
"Don't they all say that they are degenerate and have no ideals at the beginning?"
Jiang Baimian was startled, and quickly reminded:
"When passing through the 'Salvation Army' sphere of influence, don't provoke them.
"Our only goal is to arrive at Icefield Terrace City quietly and smoothly."
Perhaps because she was afraid that Shang Jianyao would not pay enough attention, she added:
"The 'assassin' before is not dead, and the 'doctor' behind her probably won't let us go. We have to keep a low profile and try not to expose Xingzo."
Shang Jianyao showed a thoughtful expression:
"If we kill the 'Dark' lackey, the 'Nightmare' minion, is there any hope of getting Odick's lost sanity back?"
In the jeep, no one spoke for a while, only the rock was reverberating.
They all knew that after all this time, Odick's chances of returning to normal were slim to none.
And the more important point is that the "Old Tune Group" is not the opponent of "Doctor", even if he has not completely returned from the "New World", his body is still lying in the Eighth Research Institute.
This kind of cognition made Jiang Baimian, who was familiar with Odick, sad for a while, and Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were also a little sad.
Odik's good-looking family was close to falling apart overnight, and it could only be maintained by thinking implantation.
After a few seconds, the honest Genava answered Shang Jianyao's question:
"I don't think there's much hope."
Jiang Baimian, who was driving, wanted to raise his hand to cover his face.
Genova went on to say:
"To prevent similar tragedies from happening again and again, we must truly and thoroughly dispel the 'nightmare' and drive away the 'darkness'."
Shang Jian Yao turned his body sideways and looked at Genava:
"Old Ge, how could you say such a thing!
"It's grown."
Papapapa, Shang Jianyao applauded in relief.
The sadness he had just now seemed to have disappeared.
Long Yuehong didn't ask him why he was able to change his mood so quickly, and knew that there was only one answer:
"There are dreams everywhere, why take it seriously?"
"My degree of humanization should be a little higher." Genova calmly accepted Shang Jianyao's praise.
At this time, Jiang Baimian remembered one thing:
"Hey, didn't you say you would go back to the first day and find out the owner of room '522' on the cruise ship as soon as possible
"It's been a long time, and there's no harvest yet?"
Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became heavy, and he said slowly:
"forgotten."
"..." Jiang Baimian knew that he shouldn't care about a mental patient, "then try it tonight."
After she finished speaking, she looked at the sunset that was burning red in the sky, and turned to ask:
"Xiao Bai, how long is the settlement you're talking about?"
After getting a new amount of funding, collecting the corresponding items, and replenishing the canned biscuits, the "Old Tune Team" left Primal City and set foot on the road to the northeast.
At this time, they had entered the Scarlet Wasteland, which was the only way to go to the border of the "First City" and enter the territory of the "Salvation Army".
The blood color of the bloody wasteland does not refer to the color of the soil here, it comes from the many wars that broke out here in the chaotic era and caused a lot of casualties.
- This wasteland is rich in minerals and has less arable land, both of which are extremely prone to disputes.
Before the "prime city" expanded its sphere of influence and one family dominated, those large and small forces on the bloody wasteland really dyed valuable land with blood.
Bai Chen distinguished the terrain ahead:
"It'll be there in half an hour."
This area can barely be regarded as the area around Primitive City. It has not yet penetrated into the wasteland. Bai Chen has been here before and knows where a settlement belonging to the "prime city" is.
It is relatively lively because there are many relic hunters.
When the sun fell on the horizon, the settlement appeared in front of Long Yuehong and others.
In the old world, this was a shopping plaza on the outskirts of the city, and its contents have long since been evacuated, but the extensive parking lot and the complex of buildings that make up several shorter streets have survived as a settlement for wilderness wanderers point.
Those buildings are not high, only two or three floors. All of the core areas are residences, and those on the outer side have been transformed into bunkers, forming a fairly solid line of defense.
Because it connects various ruins, a large number of mines, and the first city in the depths of the bloody wilderness, it is an important business node, so the vast parking lot parks a large number of various types of modified vehicles.
The blank area without vehicles has become a place for relic hunters to communicate and even trade with each other.
Residents of the settlements come out from time to time to sell valuable items they have collected in exchange for light beer and food.
- This area is so polluted that even groundwater cannot be eaten for a long time. Compared with clear water, brewed light beer is more suitable for long-distance transportation.
With so many relic hunters around, the arrival of the "Old Tune Group" was like a stone falling into the sea, without causing any waves.
Moreover, many hunter teams here have robot companions, and Genava is not conspicuous at all, which can only prove that Jiang Baimian and others are not easy to mess with.
"It's lively over there!" Shang Jianyao pointed excitedly not far away as soon as he got off the car.
It was a blank area with a bonfire in the middle, surrounded by many people, some were hooking up with the opposite sex, some had stalls selling small items, and some seemed to be merchants who were shuttled among the relic hunters, wanting to get cheap They bought their ventures at a price, and some gathered together, drinking light beer, and talking and laughing loudly.
Jiang Baimian did not try to stop Shang Jianyao, but smiled:
"Let's go, go and have a look and listen, maybe you can find useful information and trade special food."
Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to step forward and take the lead.
Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and others followed closely behind.
They had just arrived at the campfire area, when the crowd suddenly fell silent, as if someone had pressed the silencer.
Relying on his height, Jiang Baimian found that several people came out of the settlement.
The leader is nearly 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black trench coat, all his black hair is raised back, his face is relatively thin and angular.
The beard on his chin extended to his ears, and his eyes were brownish-gray.
After a short silence, someone in the relic hunters by the bonfire laughed loudly:
"Davis, I heard that you met a great guy this time and almost didn't come back?"
It was the middle-aged man with a black trench coat and a beard who was called Davis. He glanced at the talking ruin hunter and laughed:
"It's really powerful, there are two high-level 'unintentional ones'.
"However, we are still back, unlike you, who dare not go to the No. 9 ruins at all!"
Ruin No. 9 is the most famous relic in the Scarlet Wasteland. Until today, there are still many places that have not been explored by the relic hunters, and there are many dangers lurking. The "First City" officially organized several operations to take away some of the ruins. After something, it seems to have lost interest there and let it go.
Two high-level "mindless"? Hearing Davis' answer, the ruin hunters took a deep breath.
Two high-level "intentional ones"... Long Yuehong actually had a numb feeling.
Before the change, no matter where he was, encountering two high-level "unintentional people" was a big event for him, and it was worth the thrill and sweat.
But now, after experiencing the ruins of Wasteland No. 13, Long Yuehong feels a little disdainful when he looks at other things:
That's it
Moreover, the ruins of Swamp No. 1 they once visited may be more terrifying than the ruins of Wasteland No. 13. After all, Wu Meng was sealed, but Xiaochong was free to move.
If it wasn't for Shang Jianyao's success in making friends at the time, the result would have been unimaginable.
During Long Yuehong's ups and downs, Shang Jian Yaoding looked at Davis, and seemed to be thinking about why so many people like to wear trench coats, and whether or not he should buy one for himself.
Note 1: Quoted from "No ideal person is not sad", New Pants Band