Shangjing City, No. 27 Ziyuan Road, where is located the largest gymnasium of pan-Asian cooperation. www.biquge.info It is said that when the war broke out, a big football match was being played here, so on the seats around the ring, you can see skeletons stripped of flesh and rusted Coke cans.

Directly below the gymnasium is Vault 022, but this vault has long since been abandoned. It was the most pragmatic and diligent sect of the Church of the Grave Keepers in the Church of Twilight, who, although they were Christians, were never bound by the Catechism and pursued absolute efficiency, and it was for this reason that they diverged from the orthodox sect led by Boyu.

"Sometimes, I feel that the name gravedigger is more appropriate for us than the grave keeper. Lu Minghui took the flashlight, looked around, looked along the lines of blood stains on the wall that had oxidized for I don't know how many years, and said in pieces.

"Your statement is very graphic. The man smiled and said in a light-hearted tone, "But I'm not going to approve of your proposal at the meeting." In any era, digging ancestral graves was not a popular profession. ”

"Come on, I'm just talking. ”

Walking in the dilapidated subway, behind the two men, followed by a team of two-headed oxen carrying goods. These hard-working creatures are one of the few gentle xenomorphs in the wasteland, easily tamed, and able to traverse terrain where vehicles cannot. And because they have less toxin accumulation in their bodies, they are one of the few sources of meat in the wasteland if you don't take into account the sandy texture.

More than a dozen warriors in winter suits walked around the consignment team, scanning the shadows in the corners with vigilant eyes, alerting them to possible zombies, xenomorphs, or marauders. Although it is a road that is used to walking on weekdays, no one dares to take it lightly. The survivors who capsized in the gutter because of their carelessness could not be counted even on the fingers of all the living people, and many of them were powerful solo travelers.

Soon, they arrived at their destination, Shangjing Stadium Station.

Stepping over the demolished ticket gate, a team of people drove the two-headed cow to the exit and went straight to the second basement level of the gymnasium. It is the stronghold of the Tomb Keeper sect and is home to nearly 10,000 people. The center of the stadium has been transformed into a large plantation, with an all-over transparent graphene shield that keeps snow out and lets sunlight out. The mutated fruits that grow on the green field are the food source of this underground "city".

The two sentries at the door stepped forward, and after confirming Lu Minghui's identity, they immediately stepped back and saluted.

Lu Minghui nodded, stepped through the door, and continued to walk forward. The man behind him stayed, leading the pack in the other direction.

Coming to a place like a cowshed, a pot-bellied man stepped forward, rubbed his somewhat puffy eyes, and pulled a tablet out of his pocket. As a warehouse manager, his daily job is to count the materials that are brought into the base.

"Yo, fatty, are you on duty today?"

"yes, damn it's weather, my nose is freezing off......"

Muttering as he stepped forward and unwrapped the leather clasp of a package, his hand frozen.

"This!" The fat man's heart was shocked, and his small eyes, which were narrowed into two slits, were like two mung beans.

"I don't know how many tons of a whole container of cocoa beans are...... Isn't it amazing? Until a few days ago, I thought it was extinct from the face of the earth. The man lit himself a low-quality cigarette roll, patted the bulging package on the back of the two-headed cow, "Pack it separately, transport it to the warehouse and store it, remember to keep it dry, that's all." ”

The fat man nodded hurriedly and beckoned the staff to unload these cocoa beans. Just put it in a pot and bake it, then add sugar, and boil it constantly to extract the cocoa liquid of the toon. With a little processing, it can be made into cocoa powder or chocolate.

Whatever it is made of, it is a luxury item that is in high demand on the wasteland, as it is easy to store and can even be used as currency like a can!

And because of their high-calorie characteristics, they are much more valuable than cans of equal weight!

If you have to convert it to subcrystals, I'm afraid you will have to use millions of units.

On the other side, Lu Minghui, who walked to the depths of the basement of the gymnasium, stopped, pulled out the data cable from the EP, and connected it to the jack next to the door. After the reading strip on the screen was completed, and through the safety verification, a straight gap opened in the flat cement wall, giving way to both sides.

Putting away the EP, he stepped forward and walked into the passage.

As he walked forward, the cold light in the corner of the corridor lit up one after another, dispelling the darkness in the corridor. Stopping at the door at the end of the hallway, he paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and reached out to push the door open.

Inside the door, it suddenly opened.

Circular meeting rooms, such as the Inquisition of ancient Roman times. About 50 high-ranking members of the Twilight Church were seated on either side of the conference room. Judging from the packed room, it was clear that the meeting had been going on for a long time. At the same time as the door opened, everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Minghui.

"You're late, Mr. Bishop. The old man sitting at the head looked at his watch softly and said.

"There was a little bit of a situation on the road. Lu Minghui walked to the center of the circular venue and looked at the old man slightly.

There are many bishops in the Church of the Grave Keepers, but there are only a few in real power. One of them was the old man sitting at the head of the room, the archbishop of the Tomb Keeper Sect, who was in charge of all powers, including finances and the military.

The old man nodded, not intending to investigate the reason for his tardiness, and his dry lips slowly opened.

"Let's start debriefing. ”

Lu Minghui bowed his head slightly and began to report.

"The NAC is not hostile to us who have long since dissociated themselves from the orthodox sect led by Boyu. The covenant was reached quite smoothly, and Jiang Chen himself liked the gift we offered. If the Aegis system is repaired, he promises to provide us with a habitat in Wanghai City. ”

The people sitting at the conference table breathed a sigh of relief. The old man sitting at the head also nodded approvingly, and he was obviously quite satisfied with the good news that the bishop had brought back.

Seeing that it was almost time, Lu Minghui adjusted his tone and then spoke.

"In return, they presented us with a container of cocoa beans......"

The discussion in the conference room stopped abruptly, and everyone's expressions froze on their faces, including the old man who sat in the first place. Not because of embarrassment or anger, but because of the shock that I didn't know what to say.

Container?

How big is a container?

A container of cocoa beans, not mutated fruit, or a valley of shells?

Regarding the expressions of the people who were doing it, Lu Minghui did not feel any surprise. He had already experienced this feeling when he was in Wanghai City, and he had not recovered from the shock until the container was loaded onto the freighter.

Looking around at the high-level people present in the conference room, Lu Minghui looked at the old man sitting in the first place and said solemnly.

"The strength of the NAC is far beyond our imagination and we have to re-examine our relationship with them. ”

The wizened index finger rubbed against the armrest, and the old man fell silent. Compared to the high-level executives present, he thought more about the deep meaning behind these gifts, and the terrifying strength displayed by NAC.

There is no goodwill or mana in the wasteland, and the only thing that keeps one party calm is sheer strength.

After a long time, the chapped lips slowly opened.

"You're right. ”

Lu Minghui breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly.

"Wise decision. (To be continued.) )