Super Gene Optimization Fluid

Chapter 180 Wind Chimes

The periphery of West Milton City is blocked by two layers of sand control walls. Even so, the city is still surrounded by yellow sand. The thickness of the sand on the road can even reach half a meter. A footstep is a deep footprint. Soon, The gust of wind sandwiched the grains of sand and submerged these footprints, leaving no trace. Full-text novels (starting novels ~ watching novels online)

The gray buildings are next to each other. These buildings all seem to be some years ago. Fortunately, when they were built, in order to defend against the severe local climate, the doors, windows and walls were reinforced. The walls are reinforced concrete structures up to 30 cm thick. , And the doors and windows are all double or even triple.

Xia Fei wrapped his head in a blanket and walked on the narrow and dark streets of the city. From the outside, he looked like a nomad from a grassland. Most locals are also dressed like this. They wrapped themselves with heavy cloth. , Even men and women are difficult to distinguish.

There were no people on the street, and few pedestrians advanced hard next to the wall, avoiding the wind and sand, one by one in a hurry.

According to the instructions of the supermicrocomputer, Xia Fei successfully found the wind chime bar.

This bar is on a relatively wide road, with heavy alloy doors tightly closed, and an incomplete sign hanging on the doorway, covered with a thick layer of loess, which makes it impossible to see clearly what was written.

The bar was full of people, and it was only noon. A large number of drinkers gathered in the bar and talked and laughed loudly. You could hear it clearly when you stood outside.

Inside the first door, there was a porch. Xia Fei shook the sand from his body, hung the blanket on the hanger of the porch, and vomited violently towards the ground. Despite the blanket protection, Xia Fei's nose was still in his mouth. Filled with sand, even the spit is yellow.

Light up a Hongta Mountain, Xia Fei walked into the bar.

Bang~

Crisp copper bells came, and the people in the bar looked back at the stranger Xia Fei. The rough faces were like rocks in the desert. They were rough and hard, and their eyes were muddy. Some people wear only one vest, while others wear thick leather clothes. I really don’t know if they live in the same season.

The smell in the bar was sour, Xia Fei wrinkled his nose and found a corner to sit, there were other guests leftover meals on the solid wood table, a piece of dark bread, and the dark green peas were mixed with some black paste The substance seems to be roasted pork.

The alcoholics turned their backs on Xia Fei, but they still kept their eyes closed from time to time, and their voices were obviously lower than before. Obviously, outsiders are not frequented here.

A young man wearing an apron walked to Xia Fei. According to Xia Fei's guess, this apron should have been white, but now there is no white spot in any way, and the young man's face and his The apron was as dirty as it seemed to have not been washed for a long time.

"What to eat?" The young man narrowed his eyes and asked, his voice was weak, as if he hadn't woken up yet. It was not like he was serving Xia Fei, but he was recovering debts from him.

"What is there to eat?" Xia Fei asked back.

The young man said, "Only the peas braised pork."

Xia Fei slightly nodded, "Okay, I need this."

"Want absinthe?"

"I do not drink."

As soon as I heard that Xia Fei didn't drink, there was a series of laughter in the bar. On this desolate planet, there are few men who do not drink unless he can't drink, so Xia Fei who doesn't drink becomes a mockery. Object.

The young man walked away with a satisfied smile, and in a short while he sent a glass of water and a plate of red food.

This plate of pea braised meat is obviously different from the previous one. It has a lot of red material, and can smell the spicy taste a few meters away.

The young man with an apron and the surrounding drinkers were staring at Xia Fei with bad intentions, as if they were expecting something.

"Oh, I'm looking for wind chimes." Xia Fei said.

The young man stunned slightly, "Who are you? Looking for our wind chime?"

Xia Fei held the cigarette **** with **** and flicked it, hitting the wall with the Martian cigarette butt, and it went out instantly.

"Just said it came from afar."

After saying that, Xia Fei picked up a spoonful of peas stew with a spoon and filled it into his mouth. He chewed a few bites and raised his eyebrows, saying: "It tastes good."

The young man on the side was dumbfounded. There were no more than three or two local specialties of Chaotian pepper in this plate of peas. Not to mention humans, even a cow eating so many peppers had to burn his stomach. Xia Fei was not only eating, In addition, he didn't even have any expression on his face, as if he couldn't feel the spiciness at all.

The alcoholic people around had strange expressions. They were waiting for Xia Fei to be choked by chili peppers, but what Xia Fei did made them dizzy for a time. Their mouths were wide and surprised. Attached.

Xia Fei ate quickly, and a large plate of peas disappeared with three or two bites. He dipped the chili sauce under the plate with black bread. Although this plate of food was not exquisite, waste was never his habit.

Xia Fei wiped her hands and lit a cigarette again and said, "Call wind chimes to see me."

The young man recovered. He panicked away the tableware and quietly drilled through the back door of the bar.

The drinkers have a lower voice. People who can eat three or two peppers in a single breath will never be a small person. The average person will cry when he tastes a bite.

Spicy to sweet is just a feeling. Spiritual abilities can use their abilities to prevent these sensory signals from being transmitted in the brain. Xia Fei has the mental manipulation ability to do this, of course. In the year of inheriting the planet, In order to survive, as long as it is edible, Xia Fei has tried no matter how unpleasant, this pepper is nothing to him.

About ten minutes later, a woman wrapped in black cloth walked in slowly from the back door of the bar.

"Sister Windbell."

"Sister Windbell."

The men in the bar greeted the woman one after another, and she was called the wind chime regardless of her age. It seems that this woman is quite famous in the local area.

Xia Fei looked around curiously. The wind chime was about thirty years old, with dark skin, a red birthmark on the left face, and his eyes bent, even if he didn't smile, it looked like a smile.

The figure, appearance, and dress are all ordinary, and the temperament is also approachable. Xia Fei knows that ordinary and smile are just her appearance. If this woman is not outstanding, she will not let many men respect her.

Wind chimes glanced at Xia Fei, slightly surprised in her eyes, and then she looked out the window and said lightly: "It's not too early, close it."

"Yes." The young man with an apron and a bartender in his fifties hurriedly pulled out a block of wood from the corner, sealing the doors and windows from the outside.

The wine drinkers settled their bills and turned to leave. From their expressions, they knew that these people were a little bit dissatisfied. After all, it was only at noon. It is too early for a bar to close now. Of course, it opens in the morning. Bars are also rare.

The bartenders walked away, the bar door was closed, and the young man and the bartender left with interest, leaving only Xia Fei and Wind Chime in the room.

The wind chime sent his buddy away and plugged into the back door, then came to sit opposite Xia Fei.

"Are you Xia Fei?" Wind Bell asked with some doubt.

Xia Fei nodded, "I am."

Campanula's eyes bent into two crescents and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so young."

Xia Fei smiled slightly, "I didn't expect Uncle Potter's friend to be a woman, and this woman is still very temperamental."

The wind chime was very happy with his mouth covered, and made a string of silvery laughs, "You speak very well, which is much stronger than Potter's elm pimple."

There seemed to be some ambiguity in the words, "Is this a Potter woman?" Xia Feihu said suspiciously.

"Let's get back to business, what happened to Uncle Potter?" Xia Fei asked with a frown.

Speaking of old Potter, the smile on the wind chime immediately disappeared, replaced by a faint sorrow.

"Potter came here more than a year ago." Wind chimes said: "I don't know why he came back from the league."

"Back here?" Xia Feihu questioned.

"What? Old Potter didn't tell you about his own things?"

Xia Fei shook his head, "No, I only know that he had served as a soldier before, and know nothing else."

"Yes, there was an alliance patrol fleet in the past. Every year, from the alliance to the death of the Samsung domain, Porter was the logistics chief of the fleet. Unfortunately, the alliance has paid less and less attention to us in recent years. , Even the only fleet has been cancelled." Wind Bell said while recalling.

The position of the logistics chief of an alliance special fleet is not low. It should be regarded as the third highest position in the fleet after the captain and the chief of staff. In this way, Porter joined the army when he was young, but it is by no means an ordinary soldier. .

But why did he go to the desolate battleship cemetery to open a repair shop after leaving the army? For survival? Impossible, even if a senior military officer is unlucky, he will not worry about his livelihood. Old Potter must have his own special reasons for doing so.

Xia Fei thought about it and asked, "What year did Uncle Porter serve as the Chief Logistics Officer in the Secret Service Fleet?"

Wind chimes tilted his head and thought about it, "Fifty-two years ago."

Xia Fei did not feel any surprise. He already knew the connection between power level and lifespan~www.readwn.com~ Old Porter was in his seventies, and if he was the logistics chief fifty years ago, he should now It's more than one hundred. As for the age of the wind chimes, Xia Fei dare not guess. She and Potter are friends, and they are not afraid of being young.

"Has Uncle Potter said why he is back here?" Xia Fei asked again.

The wind chime shook his head, "He never told me about it, but he often walked back and forth in a hurry. I looked at his expression, and I was very disappointed every time I came back. I called to my side and gave me this thing."

After all, wind chimes pulled out a golden disc from the space ring, which is the main body of the ancient communication system, through which information can be sent out no matter how far away.

"How did he tell you?" Xia Fei asked anxiously.

"He told me your thing and told me that if he hadn't come back in a month, he would use this thing to inform you."

"Notify me to come?"

"No." The wind chime shook his head. "Notify you not to come."