Mu Chen lay on the sand, let out a long breath, and thought to himself: "It may be okay to go back to Infinite City and find my companions." ”

Surrounded by golden light, the waves were undulating, the sun shining on the sand dunes was so dazzling, he slowly closed his eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and fell asleep on the breezy, soft sand.

He is about 1.85 meters tall, with delicate facial features under short black hair, white complexion, and well-proportioned body, he is not a wasteland person, he came here to pursue his dreams, and just now the idea of going back suddenly popped up, no longer as full of ambition as before, the tense nerves were relaxed, and the whole person was soothed.

After about two hours, he slowly woke up, twisted his body that had been lying in the soft sand dunes for a long time, looked at the weapons and equipment scattered around him, silently recited two words, and a huge griffin appeared above his head, flapping its wings and landing slowly, and after landing briskly walked to his side, resting his head in his hand and rubbing back and forth, he also stroked its feathers.

The griffin has a brownish-gray body, is more than three meters tall, has a wingspan of about ten meters, and its two jewel-like eyes are constantly turning, and its mouth is "purring".

After intimate contact, Mu Chen got up, grabbed the feathers on its neck with both hands, jumped on its back, and whispered in his ear: "Let's go to the wasteland station, go there to meet the boss." With that, the griffin spread its wings, ran a few steps through the sand, and soared into the air.

He sat on the back of the griffon, his hair tossed by the oncoming wind, and he closed his eyes and thought, "I have done my best, but in the end I am no match for the king of this wasteland, maybe I will return to the place where I used to live, and persuade my companions to come with me to make a breakthrough." ”

After flying for a while, the griffin began to circle and descend, and below was a very old but quite delicate wooden house, with two floors, surrounded by wooden fences, and a small pond in the courtyard, surrounded by meadows, with a few small flowers blooming sporadically, and it felt completely different from this endless desert Gobi.

The griffin landed on the grass in the courtyard, and Mu Chen came down and waved his finger upwards at it, and it flew upright into the sky until it disappeared.

He walked towards the hut, and as soon as he reached the steps, the door opened, and out of it came an old man, sixty or seventy years old, wearing a blue-black checkered felt hat, dressed in earth-gray coarse cloth clothes, black cloth shoes, and holding a bottle of purple liquid in his hand.

Mu Chen immediately raised his hand to signal him to stop, and said at the same time: "I don't want to drink this thing, not only did I not get hurt this time, but I also took a short rest on the way back, and I was very energetic." ”

"It seems to be going well, I can't sell this homemade tonic. "The old man's name is Weng Yuan, and he is the owner of the only post station in the hinterland of this wasteland, the post station has no signboard, there are no guests in this place, and the old man Weng does not rely on running the post station to make a living.

Mu Chen looked at Old Man Weng and said with a grin: "Your medicine, the effect is good, but the taste is too disgusting, and the price is... , or if you give it to me for free, I'll take it. ”

In fact, he had all kinds of potions made by Old Man Weng in his hands, although he said so, he knew the effects of these potions, and he had already collected them.

"It's not okay to give it for nothing, all the herbs I use are made of rare medicinal materials, and the price is also the most reasonable in the whole wasteland. ”

"Do you really dare to say that you don't know what price you sell? The wasteland does my business with your shop, and there are no other competitors, and the sky-high asking price is almost your prerogative, and you dare to say that it is reasonable. Forget it, don't talk to you about this, bring me a drink, a drink that you want people to drink, not the ones you create yourself. How can you get in my way?" Mu Chen complained as he pulled away the old man Weng with his hand, and he could see that they had a good relationship with each other, and their words and demeanor were not rigid.

"I just received a watermelon from a homeless person two days ago, and I will make you watermelon juice, a cup of gold coins. ”

"It's... Isn't this a robbery of money? A cup of gold coins, in the infinite city, one gold coin can buy a year's worth of watermelon, I said that I usually don't see you doing business can maintain this small shop, it turns out that it is all contributed by me, the black shop, it is the black shop. Mu Chen said as he walked towards the bar.

The interior space of the post station is not large, a row of about five meters of wooden bar is facing the door, on which are placed trays and cups, there are not many of them, it should be related to the rare guests, and the wall cabinet on the whole wall behind is placed with liquids of various colors, no matter how you look at it, it does not look like a tavern for receiving guests, but more like a wizard's laboratory.

"For this price, if you don't drink, you'll be thirsty. Old man Weng followed in, his face full of reluctance.

"You've been in the wasteland for nearly three years, and you've been feeding and feeding me. You should know very well about my charging standard, how to complain every time you talk about the price, the whole wasteland is my own business, my pricing is the most reasonable, love to buy or not. ”

"Okay, okay, your black shop owner is still reasonable, I'll buy it, you can do it quickly." After drinking, I'll talk to you about something serious. ”

"Serious, what's the business?"

"I'm going back. As soon as the words fell, Old Man Weng put back the watermelon he had picked up from under the table, and asked with a surprised expression, "Do you want to go back?"

"That's not it, but I suddenly have such an idea today, and I will continue to live like this, I am afraid that one day I will really collapse, and I will go in and out of various demonic beast lairs every day, and I have to learn from the people of the wasteland, I am really tired. ”

"Sparring? You call killing a sparring? Your attitude towards the wastelanders is simply ruthless. ”

"Why don't you say how you wastelanders treat me, every time you see me, you attack without thinking, as if I have some blood feud with them. ”

"It's nature, you can't blame them. Aren't you also going to kill them all?"

"Do you still blame me? If you don't kill them all and leave them alive to spread around, I will become the target of public criticism when I turn around, and what good will it do me to hunt me down in the whole wasteland. Anyway, they can be resurrected, and after the resurrection, they don't remember who I am, and they certainly don't remember the pain before they died, it doesn't matter. Mu Chen knew that Old Man Weng was also from the Wasteland and didn't like to talk about these things with him, but since he asked, he bluntly said what he thought.

"In the past three years, you have been the only stable customer of my small shop, and if you go back, I am really a little reluctant. Old man Weng was also interested, and while serving the watermelon juice to Mu Chen, he diverted the topic, and there was no point in continuing to argue.

"It's so sweet, why didn't I mix it with water this time. ”

"I've never mixed water before, so I really can't speak. This cup is free, when I see you off. When are you leaving?"

"Free? It's not your personality, I heard you right. Mu Chen not only didn't appreciate it, but also sarcastically mocked him.

"Then give the money and ask when you are leaving?"

"I'll leave in a while, I still have to go to the King of the Wasteland, I have challenged him in the past few years, although it didn't succeed, but it's an old acquaintance, even if I go back, I have to say hello to him, let him wait for me, I'll come back." ”

"To go to the King of the Wasteland, you have to pass through the Chake Department, and when you fight your way out, I don't know how long it will take, you still stay here at night, and go again tomorrow when you are ready." ”

"I have to go at night, and I don't have time to waste any more time on these guys in the Chakobu. ”

"Touching the darkness, can you pass through the dark? There are vultures in the sky that are hovering non-stop at night, and the entire tribe on the ground is stationed within a radius of several kilometers, how can you go through the dark, the only way to meet the king of the wasteland is wrapped in their station, you really have a way to get through?"

"I said that you are a post keeper, how can you be so familiar with the situation of the various parts of the wasteland, sometimes I really wonder if you are sent by them to spy on me. ”

"Then you think about it too much, don't you tell me every time you come back about what you have seen and heard in various departments, after a long time, you will naturally remember that I am a businessman, how can I know the situation of the major tribes. ”

"You haven't told me about your past, who knows if you used to be a big man in this wasteland, or you can tell me about it. Mu Chen always felt that Old Man Weng was not simple, the location of this post station could be regarded as the most desolate place, and there was a certain distance between it and the major tribes, and it was a problem to eat and wear supplies, he could actually store water in the courtyard and grow flowers and plants, which was absolutely beyond the reach of people, and he never mentioned his past, which was even more mysterious.

"Why are you so interested in my background? I told you, I'm just a businessman, if only some big man would be here to serve you. ”

"I didn't intend to ask anything, but I really appreciate one thing, you are the only person in this wasteland who treats me well, although you always hack my money. Mu Chen said this from the bottom of his heart, but he felt that it was too numb, so he added a joke.

"Heh, I'll just take it as a good thing, you can't spit ivory out of your mouth anyway. The two laughed at each other.

After the laughter, Old Man Weng looked at Mu Chen seriously and asked, "Do you really have a way to sneak into the Boundary Map Department?"

"You don't have to worry about it, there are ways. ”

"Don't you want to say, then I won't ask, you can tell me when you will be back. ”

It's not that Mu Chen doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't have a specific method in his heart, he just wants to sneak in while the night is dark, and then he will have the opportunity to act.

"I can't say it, didn't I tell you before that I wanted to escape from my current life, and there has been no progress in a few years, go back and persuade my companions to come with me, with them, defeating the King of the Wasteland will have a better chance of winning, and I will be one step closer to the goal I am pursuing, I must see what the world on the other side of the wasteland is like." The firmness in Mu Chen's eyes was enough to prove his determination in this matter.

"To put it simply, can they come, they have left you once, and you still believe them?"

"Pour cold water again, that time is different, this time I will definitely lead them to defeat the King of the Wasteland. Not to mention, thanks to your care in the past few years, today is a formal farewell to you, and there will be a period later. After speaking, he drank the watermelon juice in his hand, took out a spirit stone from his arms and threw it on the bar, smiled at the old man Weng, turned around and went out, and left the post station.

Old man Weng picked up the spirit stone, stood behind the bar, looked at Mu Chen's back in the crack of the door, and said to himself, "I earned it again." ”