Has it been so long?

When Su Ziyu learned that the time was now twelve years later, the expression on his face couldn't help but be a little stunned.

I don't know how many of the friends I once knew are still alive.

The average life expectancy in the wasteland world is very short, probably less than forty years on average, he really didn't expect that so much time has passed in this world.

It was relatively calm along the way.

Su Ziyu just saw a group of mutated wild wolves, all of them were the size of calves, and the wolf king led by them actually looked a bit like huskies, they chased the galloping convoy, but they did not attack immediately.

"Hey!?"

"Who has food there? What about roast venison? Hurry up and throw some down! Ringser also woke up to the howl of wolves, and he stood up and shouted at the rest of the convoy.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Su Ziyu and said, "Don't worry. ”

"That's a bloody tooth."

"The wolf king around here, often active in the forests on the other side of the Grand Canyon, it doesn't attack humans much, but it likes cooked food very much, as long as you throw them some meat, it won't attack us."

There is such a thing.

That wolf king must have opened his mind, right?

Su Ziyu's eyes couldn't help but have a glimmer of aura, and then looked at the giant wolf in the distance, its size was almost the size of an adult cow, the muscles all over its body were extremely strong, and there were a lot of scars on the surface of its body.

"After the catastrophe, there are fewer people who have dogs." Quan Se naturally lit a cigarette, swallowed the clouds and said in a fog: "People sometimes don't have enough to eat, where do you have the energy to raise a dog." ”

"Some domestic dogs are basically dying out."

"But some dogs are mixed with wolves, and the blood tooth seems to be a mixture of huskies and wild wolves, which is a little different from other wolves, and has a friendly attitude towards humans."

"I love to eat cooked food."

"As long as you carry cooked food, you are not susceptible to their attacks."

The aura on the wolf king's body is indeed a bit like the animal companion next to the druid, but the aura of wisdom is not so bright, it should only be relatively intelligent, and it is not considered to have wisdom.

Really.

When the wolves saw the cooked food, they stopped their pursuit, and left like a gust of wind with some roast meat in their mouths.

The wolves of the Wasteland Age are alive and well.

Many species are gradually becoming extinct, but wolves can be seen everywhere, they hunt and kill other mutated creatures, and now they are all cunning and ferocious, and ordinary firearms may not be able to deal with them. And the wolves are very vindictive, as long as they run away, there will be endless troubles, and they will not take the initiative to attack under normal circumstances.

Wild wolves do not live long, and although there are many wolves, it is difficult for them to spread.

After the catastrophe, mammals are more difficult to reproduce, wild wolves can give birth to two or three in a litter, but it is good to survive one, and the wolf cubs with severe distortion will be bitten to death by their parents or abandoned into the wilderness.

Su Ziyu silently listened to the bragging, this guy doesn't know if his ancestor is a northerner, anyway, he is quite good, and he has been blowing all the way.

"How did you become a monk? It's the Wasteland Age! Su Ziyu asked curiously.

Jiese's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "My parents died when I was very young. After all, this is not China, and it is not easy for Chinese people to live in the Americas. ”

"Later, he was adopted by an old monk."

"When I was young, I risked a little injury, half of my body was infected by radiation, and my whole arm had some mutations."

"Although I later changed to a pair of mechanical prosthetics, my own body knows very well that there is absolutely no way to give birth to offspring, and I don't want my child to come to this world with disability and distortion, so I simply inherited the mantle of the old monk and shaved my head to become a monk."

"It's a pity that I didn't learn a little more from him back then, I don't know much about those scriptures, only a Prajna Heart Sutra."

"When I was idle, I pondered a passage from mechanical Buddhism."

"How?"

"Isn't it very literate?"

Su Ziyu nodded, as if he was also infected by his open-mindedness, and smiled: "It's really refreshing." ”

"This era still needs a little spiritual sustenance." Jiese took a puff of cigarette, spit out a cloud of mist and said, "Don't believe it yet." There are really a lot of people who ask me to recite the scriptures, not only Chinese, but even some white and black people will ask me. ”

It's the end of the wasteland.

It's good to have a monk, don't expect any rules and precepts, it's impossible to live in the wasteland era without killing.

About two or three hours later.

In front of the group, there was a gathering place that covers a large area, it looks like an abandoned town reconstructed, many cities have suffered nuclear strikes during the catastrophe, and basically the current gathering places are selected from the relatively remote places before, because the degree of nuclear radiation contamination will be a little smaller. The camp was surrounded by a mottled iron wall, and at the main entrance were two watchtowers with guards armed with guns, one white and the other yellow.

"A lot of the people in the Elk Camp have escaped from the Chinatown camp before." Qu Se extinguished the cigarette butt and said: "There are a lot of Chinese here, anyone who troubles you can report my name." ”

"I'm still a little connected here."

The convoy drove straight in.

Su Ziyu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment as soon as he got out of the car, because he actually saw a paper dragon with a codex, and a little ugly four-like lion head, and some of the residences were obviously pasted with the word Fu, which reminded him of the atmosphere of the New Year.

"That's right." Jiese patted his head and said, "It's all confused." ”

"I forgot that the Chinese New Year is approaching."

"If you have nothing to do, come to me tomorrow night for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, there are still quite a few people."

At this time, a person next to him smiled and said: "The end of the world can't stop you Chinese from celebrating the New Year......

"That's a must!" Ringse laughed and jumped off and walked straight to the tavern's location.

It's really going to be the New Year.

Su Ziyu saw that two young Chinese were fiddling with some Spring Festival couplets, there were indeed a lot of Chinese here, Su Ziyu's spirit was in a trance a little, and even he didn't know how long he had been wandering outside.

"Would you like a roast mouse?" At a nearby stall, an Indian yelled at Su Ziyu.

Do they have a monopoly on roasting rats?

Su Ziyu shook his head with a smile, and turned around and walked directly in the direction of the weapon shop, but he was really a little hungry, and he could smell a strong smell of barbecue when he walked on the road, not the kind of street stalls, but more like barbecue cooked seriously, it should be the roast venison in their mouths.

He took out the mechanical watch from that year and put it directly on his hand.

The radiation pollution in the wasteland world is very serious, this mechanical watch can detect most of the radiation pollution, before returning to this world, Suzi still prepared a lot of food, but it is definitely not enough to eat until leaving.

Zizizizi.

There was a cacophony of metal grinding.

Su Ziyu turned a few corners along the street, and soon saw a weapon workshop covering a large area, a middle-aged man was driving something on a machine tool, and someone was beating with a hammer next to him. Many guns in the wasteland world are modified by themselves, and some old guys can't use them at all after finding them, and most people in this era have some experience in gun modification.

"What do you want?" The middle-aged man casually put down a dagger and said hello, "Old Bob's weapons shop has everything!" ”

Su Ziyu looked at the various firearms placed in the cabinet on the wall, and asked casually, "Is there a little fat man?" ”

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed: "If I can make that thing, what weapon shop will I open?" ”

That's right, too.

Although nuclear weapons in the wasteland era are a bit proliferated, most of them are in the hands of local chaebols and other big forces, and ordinary people have no access to nuclear weapons at all.

"Bullets." Su Ziyu thought for a while and asked, "What do you pay the bill with here?" ”

"I just came."

The old Bob in front of him couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, looked Su Ziyu up and down and asked, "Are you a wilderness hunter?" ”

"Hmm." Su Ziyu nodded.

Old Bob looked thoughtful and said, "I will also receive supplies and medicines here." ”

"But the currency used in this area is the nuclear cap."

Bottle cap?

Su Ziyu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then wondered: "Can the bottle cap also be used as currency?" ”

"Of course." The old Bob in front of him nodded and said, "Anyway, it's all tokens, and the primitive people still use shells as currency!" I heard that some places in California use banknotes issued by water merchant associations, so I thought it would be better to use bottle caps. ”

"At least it's not easy to break."

It is very easy to damage the banknote when adventuring in the wild, and it is very convenient for modern people to use the banknote, that is, there is no need to fight and kill outside, and the banknote can be scrapped directly after a few rains with some water.

The world has been using nuke caps as currency for several years.

There weren't a lot of places to use it in the beginning.

However, later on, the scope of use became more and more extensive, but medicines, materials and ammunition were still hard currency, and they belonged to the living materials with higher purchasing power than currency.

Using this thing as currency is like a steel hammer.

There are not many materials that can be exchanged in the hands of Su Ziyu. The value of gold in the wasteland era is not so amazing, the food has to be kept for his own consumption, it must not be exchanged, and other things are not very convenient to take out, it is better for him to find a chance to earn some bottle caps while inquiring about the news in the past two days. There weren't many bullets Paul gave, and at first glance, they were made in a clay workshop, which was far inferior to the ones that Pasha gave to Su Ziyu at the beginning, and even the bullets in the weapon store in front of him were of average quality, and they couldn't reach the level of military products at all.

If you want to replenish a relatively sufficient batch of ammunition, Suziyu will probably have to earn about 300 bottle caps.

"Is there a mission here that you would like to entrust to the Revenant?" Su Ziyu asked.

Many parts of the wasteland world are home to some terrifying mutated creatures.

These mutated creatures are impossible for ordinary people to deal with, but there are some hunters who will hunt them, of course, provided that they are well paid. Usually the commissions that will be hung out are quite difficult monsters to deal with, most of them are entrenched in some valuable areas, or they threaten the inhabitants of the gathering place.

Su Ziyu returned to this world and consumed a full 10 points of source power points, of course he had to find a way to earn it back, while hunting monsters to earn bottle caps, while harvesting some source power points.

Best of both worlds.

"Absolutely." Old Bob pointed over there and said, "There are not many people willing to take risks in the tavern, and many commissions have been hanging for years. ”

If you want money, you have to have a life to spend.

In the wasteland era, it was not worth putting their lives on the line to earn some bottle caps, and many people would rather live in poverty than risk their lives at all.

Bang bang bang.

Just as Su Ziyu was about to go to the tavern after thanking him, there was a heavy knock on the door not far away, and then he saw a man with two gun-wielding men, knocking on the door to collect money.

"It's these vampires again!" The old Bob next to him spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and saw that Su Ziyu's expression was a little puzzled, and explained: "The people of the water merchant group. ”

"Today is the day they collect their water bills."

It turns out that there is no relatively clean water source in this vicinity, and the daily drinking water needs to be evolved and filtered many times, and selling water in the wasteland era is an extremely lucrative business, and the people who can afford to open a water purification plant are all rich in assets and have extraordinary backgrounds. The water supply in the elk gathering area is monopolized by some people, who jointly charge high water fees with water merchant groups, and the daily expenses of the residents of the agglomeration can reach nearly one-fifth.

In other words, one-fifth of the money they make goes to these water merchant groups.

The cost of purifying water is not high.

The energy in the wasteland era is still relatively abundant, and the use of nuclear energy can produce a large amount of pure water, but the technology is completely monopolized by the chaebol group, and ordinary people have the technology to engage in this kind of thing.

This is equivalent to a salary of 3,000 yuan a month, and a water bill of 600 yuan.

The residents here have a very bad attitude towards the water merchant group, but there is nothing they can do about it, because there is no place to get clean water except for them, and the power of the chaebol group is also quite large, with a large number of thugs under their hands, almost the level of the regular army.

Monopolizing water is indeed a lucrative business.

Because this is a necessary material for survival, the top chaebol group controls the business of medicines, arms, etc., and the next group is these combined water merchants.

They are not excessively exploitative, but they have greatly increased the cost of living for all.

Suziyu is not going to be nosy.

Such things were common in the Wasteland Age, and he took a few glances before turning around and going to the bar.

Make money first.

By the way, gather intel and see how much the wasteland world has changed over the years.

I don't know if the Brotherhood is still there?

At that time, Su Ziyu handed over the bionic technology to them, but now it seems that ordinary people still use mechanical prosthetics, and the bionic technology has not become popular, but many people have heard of this technology.

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