Wen Tao's team lined up, and when it was his turn to receive food, Wen Tao knew why everyone else was carrying a vessel for water.

"Where's your bucket?" Under the protection of the two soldiers on the left and right, a fat officer in charge of the faucet of the water wheel asked Wen Tao suspiciously.

"My lord, my bucket was damaged on the way here, I wonder if you can buy one here?" Wen Tao found a reason and asked with a smile.

The fat officer did not suspect him, pointed to the second-hand iron bucket that was randomly placed on the ground behind the car, and the rings were gone, and said, "Twenty-one, no counteroffer." ”

Although Wen Tao didn't know if the market price of this thing was worth 20, he was a little reluctant to spend so much money just to get a lie, considering that he only had more than 40 yuan in total, and if he bought this asset, it would shrink by half in an instant, after all, it was not worth spending so much money just to lie.

Wen Tao said with a sad face: "My lord, I don't have so much money......"

When the fat officer heard this, he showed a look of disdain, and scolded loudly: "Phew! Don't have the money to waste Uncle Ben's time? Don't get out of here! As he spoke, he waved the long stick in his hand and made a gesture to fight, Wen Tao had to quickly dodge and squeeze into the crowd.

It's not Wen Tao's instigation, but before you figure out how deep the water in this world is, you shouldn't expose your strength too much.

If there is no vessel for water, the share of water will be gone, and if you want a bucket, you have to raise money, and if you buy a second-hand bucket, not only will you not lose a penny, but you will also have to be beaten. After this experience, Wen Tao hated the people in power in this world even more, and even looked at this convoy with a much colder look.

was ruined by the fat officer, Wen Tao didn't plan to take the line to receive bread, in the hands of others, Wen Tao saw what the so-called free food looked like.

The sour-smelling black bread made from damp wheat flour mixed with sawdust, hard enough to be used as a weapon, was the food the size of two adult fists per person. Most of the shantytown dwellers grew up eating this food, so it's no wonder that they are short and yellow-skinned.

It can be said that Wen Tao was sure at the first glance of the black bread that the managers of Fort 84 were just hanging the lives of the shantytown residents to ensure that they would not starve to death. It is no wonder that people who grow up in such an environment are so fierce, and they have to kill people at every turn for a bite of food.

After all, food is here, it's life!

Do you choose to live by yourself or someone else? I'm afraid most people will choose the former.

On the other side, this is the place where the convoy buys monster corpses and small handicrafts, the latter is mostly carved with some rattan rope or woodwork, and the former is mostly some sparrows and voles, Wen Tao saw the biggest monster, which is a wild cat that looks like a leopard, but the size is only the size of a large dog.

The purchase price of small handicrafts is generally not more than 15 yuan, but the monster corpse is different, it can be said that the whole body is a treasure! It is not only the main source of meat, but also the source of bone utensils and leather coats, especially the latter, the larger the monster, the more complete the fur, the higher its value, the mutated wild cat alone, it is worth more than 200 yuan.

The income of a hunter who hunts it for a day is worth the income of others who weave crafts day and night for a month! This is still the income after the price was suppressed by the acquisition officer!

When it collected the money from selling the mutant wildcats, it immediately sneaked into the crowd and disappeared, and at the same time, there were many people who disappeared with this hunter, they were not the hunter's companions, but thieves who wanted to fight the autumn wind, but the good hands that could defeat the mutant wildcats should not be something that this group of loose sand could deal with.

Wen Tao's scrutinizing eyes kept looking at the convoy, but instead of seeing how powerful the soldiers were, he saw a group of rabble, not only loose uniforms, but also standing in a proper posture. If he put down his guns and just fought hand-to-hand, Wen Tao felt that a soldier of the Rock Tribe could be ten with one.

As for why he is observing here, it is because Wen Tao is very concerned about the human "mutants" that Scar Man said before.

Being able to lead humans to build human fortresses in a wasteland full of monsters, presumably the "mutant" is the top strength in this world. At first, Wen Tao also thought that the trading convoy, which is still an important unit, might have "mutants" to suppress it, otherwise the 20 guns should not be able to deal with the riots of tens of thousands of people in the shantytown.

However, Wen Tao overestimated the importance of the trading convoy, and at the same time underestimated the importance of the "mutants" and the prestige of the fortress army in the shantytowns, and the shantytown residents who would see blood if they disagreed with each other, even if they starved to death, did not dare to do anything to the trading convoy, and not even a single such madman appeared.

Wen Tao couldn't help but wonder if the "mutant" would show up if the convoy was robbed......

The success rate of looting the convoy was high, but the consequences of this incident were also serious, and if the fort administrators stopped distributing relief food in a fit of rage, many people would die. Although Wen Tao didn't have a good impression of these ruthless shantytown residents, if it was just because he wanted to see if the "mutants" would be dispatched and cause them to die, Wen Tao would not have made such a decision.

Suddenly, a Chinese Chinese language not far away came into Wen Tao's ears: "Boss, you said that if we rob this convoy, will it trigger the side mission?" ”

"Probably will? But with our strength, can we deal with this convoy? Not to mention that there are so many people around here. Ah Hua, what do you think? ”

"Boss, judging from the appearance of these soldiers, the combat power should not be much higher, and the safety bolts of their guns are not opened, if we take them by surprise, we should be able to kill them before they can react. It's just that we don't have any substantial benefits after killing them, these supplies are of no use to us, and the mission should be to escape their follow-up pursuit, so my suggestion is to find other ways. ”

"Hmm...... Now that you've said so, let's think of other ways to trigger side quests. ”

It seems that I am not the only one who has ideas about this team. Listening to the conversation of several people, the corners of Wen Tao's mouth gradually hooked up a smile.

Through their conversation, it can be seen that they already have a certain understanding of the mission system of the Black Tower, and the last person to speak also has some brains. It is true that they communicate in Chinese, after all, no one in this world can understand their conversation, but their luck is a little worse, and they meet other Chinese people who are also transcendent.

Wen Tao turned around slowly, pretending to look at the source of the sound casually.