Embers Ad Infinitum

The mountains on the north bank of the Red River Wasteland are vast, with a variety of aberrant creatures and old-world military bases and research centers, and you can always find something valuable.

Because many roads here have been destroyed and cannot be repaired, and the environment is very complicated, it is difficult for the army of the "primary city" to enter on a large scale and can only explore in the form of small groups and teams, so it has become a paradise for relic hunters.

Every year, I don’t know how many people come and go here, trying to survive. Several places in the mountains naturally form forward camps of different sizes, providing food, clean water, weapons, ammunition, bandages, fuel, batteries, etc. for hunters trying to go deep into the mountains. necessity.

At the same time, these advancing camps also provide safer rest and recuperation space for the returning relic hunters, so that their common diseases and minor injuries can be treated in time.

As long as you can get enough supplies, even if you are seriously injured, there will be a helicopter to get you back to the original city and receive emergency treatment—the resources in this area are said to be related to the military.

The camp that the "Old Tune Team" arrived at was the one deepest in the mountains. Many places in front were already inaccessible to vehicles and could only be walked.

Jiang Baimian glanced at it and took the outline of the camp into his eyes:

It was built on the basis of an old castle in the old world. The outside is a circle of stone walls, and the inside is divided into a five-story main building and annexes scattered around.

This has a relatively spacious square, which in ancient times was supposed to be used to train soldiers, but now, it is full of cars.

Jiang Baimian noticed that besides the dense green plants on the outer walls of the castle, there were a lot of bullet holes and obvious fire marks.

All this shows that this place is not so stable.

Driving into the castle, looking for a place to stop, Jiang Baimian led Shang Jianyao and the others through the sparse relic hunters into the "Kos Bar" located on the first floor of the main building.

Speaking of a bar, most of the time there is no alcohol here. Occasionally, if you are lucky, a caravan will bring some private brews to sell.

Long Yuehong just observed it randomly, and found that most of the relic hunters used this place as a restaurant. The only man sitting in front of the bar was holding a glass that was not alcohol, but sticky.

The man in his early thirties had a messy beard on his face, and he hadn't shaved for many days.

The fact that they are not dense enough also shows that the man had cleaned up his appearance in the past.

At this time, while drinking the contents of the cup, he made chewing noises from time to time, while looking down at the tattered watch in his palm, his face was full of grief.

"What happened?" Shang Jianyao walked over, pulled a stool, and asked familiarly.

The man glanced sideways at him, twitched the corner of his mouth and said:

"Are you new here?

"For the giant white wolf?

"I advise you to give up. There are opportunities in the mountains. Don't be blinded by the high rewards."

Jiang Baimian also sat down and asked as if thinking:

"This is the lesson you learned?"

The man with brown hair and green eyes changed slightly and went silent.

After a few seconds, he sighed and said:

"This is an obvious thing.

"If you want to seize opportunities in the mountains and ensure your own safety, hunters need to form a team. Just like you, there are few such lone travelers here, and they are often terribly powerful."

Before Shang Jian Yao asked, the man took another sip from his glass and chewed twice:

"And I have no companions..."

When he said this, his voice was low and deep.

Bai Chen pursed his lips and asked softly:

"Did they die under that giant white wolf claw?"

The man put down the cup, put his face between his palms, and said after a long while:

"We have determined the regularity of the giant white wolf's activity, and we think we can hit it with an anesthesia gun outside the range of its weird charm.

"But, but, it didn't know when it discovered our existence, so it temporarily changed its route and detoured to the place where we were hiding...

"Then, then, can you imagine the result?"

Speaking of the back, the face of the man whose palms had been put down was full of panic and fear, as if he was still immersed in that "nightmare" and could not wake up.

Seeing no response from the "Old Tune Group", he twitched the corners of his mouth and said in a frantic and flustered manner:

"I don't know how I escaped. Maybe the white wolf's appetite has been satisfied.

"I will never forget the strangeness, hatred, and indifference in their eyes when they look at me, just like they have become servants of that wolf."

Phew...The man sighed and said:

"Later, I plucked up the courage and returned there again and found this watch. It is Saatchi's most precious item, and it has fallen like this..."

He didn't say any more, as if he didn't want to admit that his companions might have been completely destroyed.

Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others looked at each other, and a thought came to mind:

Is that white giant wolf able to sense human consciousness?

Therefore, easily cracked the ambush of this group of relic hunters.

"It's not fair." Shang Jianyao suddenly said.

This time, Jiang Baimian probably understood what he meant:

Human awakened people cannot sense beasts, but aberrant creatures can discover human consciousness.

The man was startled at hearing:

"What's not fair?"

"It's not fair to humans." Shang Jianyao answered truthfully, but only said the second half.

The man actually agreed deeply:

"Yes, why can a beast be so strong and possess such weird abilities?"

He glanced at Jiang Baimian and others again:

"Those who have really encountered the white giant wolf and come back alive, have given up, but have a steady stream of confident newcomers, such as you."

At this moment, he saw Gnawa and said in a daze:

"You brought robots... Then I wish you good luck."

The ability of robots to fight against similar peculiarities is already common sense among some relic hunters.

Jiang Baimian didn't answer this sentence, and instead asked:

"Can you share with us the law of the white giant wolf's activities that you have summarized?

"We will provide compensation."

"This is a good business." The man laughed at himself, "I'll talk about it when I'll go out. There are many people here."

"Okay, how do you call it?" Jiang Baimian asked.

She worked hard to make up to make herself look ordinary.

The man replied indifferently:

"Wette."

This is as ordinary as a pseudonym...Long Yuehong slandered in her heart.

At this time, Shang Jianyao asked curiously:

"What are you drinking? It smells good."

Waite pointed to the boss in the bar:

"The meat here is stuffed."

The boss is a gray-haired, elderly person, and he raised his head and said:

"The most commonly harvested in the mountains are all kinds of prey, delicious, characteristic and not dangerous. They were all taken away by the nobles. The rest of the meat is either not good in quality, sour and smelly, or there is something wrong with it. , It is not suitable for regular eating, and it can not be sold at a higher price.

"But why is it all meat? I bought it, made it into a paste, and added some plants in the mountains to boil it into this kind of thing. It smells very good, and it doesn't taste so good, so it's less gluttonous. "

Jiang Baimian asked thoughtfully:

"Should someone buy this kind of meat?"

"There are few choices, but many people have no choice." The boss replied concisely.

In a short silence, Long Yuehong remembered something and quickly asked:

"Is there an office for the Hunter's Guild here?"

Waiter heard the words, haha ​​laughed:

"How come?"

"Why not?" Long Yuehong was puzzled.

Witte pointed to the outside:

"In the last ten years, this place has been destroyed twice. I don't know how many people have died. The reasons are the attacks of a large number of ‘unintentional’ and the migration of aberrant creatures.

"How can the clerks of the guild dare to come? Anyway, it will take a long time to get out from here, and I can relax when I go to the original city to hand over tasks and receive tasks."

Thinking of the various traces on the outer wall, Long Yuehong didn't ask any more questions.

Waite pointed to the boss again:

"It's not impossible, who would be willing to open a bar here?"

"Anyway, I'm getting older." The boss responded calmly.

Waite turned to look at Shang Jian Yao and them:

"Dash people... just arrived here recently? No wonder these things are not clear. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Yes, yeah." Shang Jianyao didn't hide it at all, and asked directly, "Have you ever seen a relic hunter named Fei Lintong? The same height as him, gray hair, dark brown eyes, like to use Shotgun."

"He" refers to Long Yuehong.

Ferringtone is the relic hunter who knows the situation of the Mirror sect in the mouth of the second boss of the "Blackshirt" Terence.

While Waite shook his head, the bar owner replied:

"He has followed the giant white wolf. I don't know if he can come back."

"Yeah." While Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, a person walked in at the bar.

The man was thin and black, about thirty, less than one meter seven, wearing a long black T-shirt with stitches and dark blue canvas pants.

This was actually an acquaintance, the relic hunter who first told the "Old Tune Team" information:

Wang Fugui.