Having experienced the infinite proximity to death in the wasteland, I know that life in the oasis is precious.

The oasis was built by the efforts of all the surviving humans after the sting, and is divided into three layers: inner, middle and outer, and each layer is separated by a city wall.

Of all the city walls, the most majestic is the façade of the oasis.

The exterior walls are made entirely of synthetic metal, which has a grayish-black sheen in the skylight. The walls are up to ten meters thick and hundreds of meters high. From a distance, it looks like countless giants standing side by side on top of the wasteland, guarding the peace and well-being within the walls.

It is this wall that separates the inhabitants of the wall from the ferocious Tartarus wasteland, and constitutes the Garden of Eden where humanity can thrive in the post-apocalyptic world.

A young girl in coarse cloth trousers was standing outside the walls of the oasis, her thin body not moving in the slightest by the bitter cold wind.

The girl was born with snowy skin and black hair, and a pair of dark black eyes seemed to see people's hearts.

Escaping from the Colosseum last night, Sim Xue encountered the biggest crisis she had ever faced - she was in the wasteland, single-handedly, against a corpse beast.

Stared at by the corpse beast's glowing eyes, Si Moxue only felt a chill crawl from his back to his scalp, and he felt numb.

Just when Si Moxue thought that he was going to die here, the corpse beast raised its head as if it heard a call, and the rotten human head on its back let out a few howls into the distance, and actually gave up Si Moxue in front of him and ran in another direction.

Si Moxue kept standing in place, until the corpse beast ran out of sight, only to realize that her back had already been soaked in cold sweat, and a feeling of weakness spread from her heart to her limbs, and she almost couldn't support her body.

It was a long time after the corpse beast left, and Si Moxue broke free from her deep fear and walked forward again.

I don't know how long she walked, but Si Moxue walked crookedly to the human gathering area where she had stayed. The gathering area that was once washed in blood is now occupied by new people, and new shacks are lined up one after another.

Si Moxue knocked on the door of a shack, exchanged the Gray coins he had scavenged from the security guards, and spent half the night.

The next day, as soon as it was dawn, Si Moxue got up and rushed to the oasis.

When the time came, the gates opened.

The iron gate, which weighed several tons, slowly opened to both sides, and Si Moxue's heart also jumped wildly.

After thinking about it for more than ten years, she finally stepped into this land, but unfortunately the person behind her who gently watched her progress was no longer there.

At the foot is a smooth dirt road, and on both sides are neatly arranged flat tile houses. Although it was just dawn, there were already crowds of people coming and going on the streets, and there were even hawkers shouting along the streets.

Everything is in stark contrast to the dangers that lie beyond the oasis.

Si Moxue smelled a scent she had never smelled before. She turned her head and saw a stall selling multigrain cakes.

One by one, golden multigrain cakes, the size of a palm, were piled up on the vendor's stall.

Si Moxue swallowed her saliva, staring at the stall with her eyes open, and her stomach screamed at the right time.

However, Si Moxue glanced at the sign of "10 Gree coins/piece" in front of the stall, and finally reluctantly turned around.

"Little Nizi, are you trying to steal the cake?"

Someone suddenly grabbed her arm, and Si Moxue turned her head sharply and saw the stall owner selling multigrain cakes grabbing her.

"I didn't." Si Moxue flatly denied that although she was hungry, she would never do anything like stealing chickens and dogs.

The stall owner was covered in knotted muscles, green tendons and bulging muscles, with faint animal skin patterns on his skin, and a pair of white eyes full of cunning and shrewdness.

Hearing Si Moxue's words, he raised his eyebrows and glared: "Why not, I saw that you have been standing there for a long time, and those eyes are eager to be nailed to the board." ”

"I didn't." Si Moxue denied it again, but she didn't know how to defend herself.

The stall owner looked at her like a soft persimmon, and she was alone, her eyes rolled, and she scolded: "Wow, it's you." Were you the one who stole my bread before? Money? The verbal threat is clear.

Seeing that Si Moxue didn't dare to refute, the stall owner smiled lewdly: "I don't think you look like you're rich, otherwise, if you accompany me for one night, you don't have to pay back the money, I'll give you a few more cakes." ”

Si Moxue didn't answer, just stared at the stall owner coldly - her hand had already touched the firearm on her waist, and if the stall owner was so stubborn, she wouldn't mind smashing his head in public.

There were already people watching the excitement around, and they came up in twos and threes. Seeing this, the stall owner was even more arrogant, and raised his hand to touch Si Moxue's little face.

Si Moxue dodged sideways, and was about to draw a gun when she heard someone reprimand the stall owner: "You old scoundrel, why are you bullying people here again?" ”

It was a middle-aged man with yellow hair, with two long tentacles on his head, and he shook as he scolded the stall owner. Beside the man stood a boy of about eleven or twelve years old, also with two antennae, who should be the son of a middle-aged man.

"I've seen this little girl a long time ago, she just stood in front of your stall for a while, and didn't touch your things at all." The middle-aged man angrily reprimanded the stall owner, "It's you, who grabbed the little girl for no reason and accused others of stealing your things." ”

The boy also chimed in: "Yes, my sister didn't even touch your things." ”

Hearing the words of the father and son, the lively crowd became commotionous and made a sound of chattering discussion.

"You, you...... You're so nosy, sooner or later you'll die on meddling! Seeing that the situation was not in his favor, the stall owner had no choice but to leave after a cruel word.

"Phew! Slightly~" The boy snorted and grimaced at the stall owner's departing back.

When the crowd of onlookers saw that the matter had been resolved, they dispersed.

Si Moxue took the gun back into her arms, thanked the father and son, and turned to leave.

"Girl, are you hungry?"

The middle-aged man called out to Si Moxue, and when he saw her turn around, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and explained: "I see that you have been standing in front of the stall for a long time before, you should be hungry, right?" ”

Si Moxue didn't think about it, so she refused: "I'm not hungry, thank you." ”

Although the middle-aged man helped her, this does not mean that Sim Moxue has let down his guard against him.

The man was choked and speechless for a moment, and at this moment—

"Goo~"

Si Moxue's stomach suddenly let out a loud scream, breaking the deadlock.

"Look, your stomach is growling." The man smiled and said, "Come and eat at my house." I'm not a bad person, otherwise I wouldn't have helped you. ”

The stomach screamed too timely, Si Moxue's face turned red, and the middle-aged man invited her again and again, Si Moxue lowered her head and silently said "um".

Seeing that Sim Moxue agreed, the man shook the tentacles on his head, as if he suddenly remembered something, and introduced himself: "I almost forgot, my name is Lucas, and I am a hybrid of the big sickle gene." ”

Then he pulled the boy next to him: "This is my son Harvey, who is also a hybrid of the big sickle gene." ”

Harvey bowed to Sim Xue, and the tentacles on his head swayed up and down with his movements.

"I ...... is called Sim Xue, and he is a non-hybrid person. Gifts were exchanged, although Si Moxue hesitated, she also introduced herself.

"Sim Xue, the name is so nice." Lucas didn't laugh at Si Moxue because she was a non-mixed-race person, but praised her name, "I'm also a little famous in this area, and if someone bullies you in the future, you will report my name." ”

"Dad and I are the most enthusiastic people on this street, and we've helped a lot of people." Harvey said with a proud look on his face as he waved his little fist. Lucas smiled and rubbed his son's hair on the top of his head.

Harvey knocked his father's hand off: "Don't rub it, it's not tall." ”

Si Moxue looked at the intimate interaction between the father and son, and also showed a faint smile, and then quietly lowered her eyelids to hide the envy in her eyes.

"Then let's go." Lucas greeted Smurray.

The Lucas family lives on a street near the gate of the oasis, in a simple two-story small tiled house.

"Honey, we're back!" As soon as he opened the door, before he could even enter the house, Lucas yelled at the room.

"Come back, come back, why are you yelling so loudly? Am I deaf or what's wrong? As soon as the words fell, a loud female voice came from inside the room, and then a woman in an apron ran through the aisle in a hurry, leaned out from behind the door, and grabbed Lucas's ear, "Didn't you sign up for the wasteland hunter assessment?" Why did you come back so early? ”

"Shhh Lucas gasped in pain when his ear was suddenly caught, but he didn't dare to slap the hand that was holding his ear, so he had to try to divert the hostess's attention, "There are guests!" ”

Only then did the hostess notice that Si Moxue, who was standing behind the door, shook off Lucas's ears, and instantly showed a gentle and kind smile: "I hate it, why didn't you say it earlier?" Then he smiled and turned his head to Si Moxue: "Hello, little girl, what's your name?" ”

Si Moxue was stunned by the hostess's light-speed change in face, and suddenly heard the hostess ask her name, and replied reflexively: "Hello Auntie, my name is Si Moxue." ”

"It turned out to be Si Moxue, what a good name." The hostess covered her mouth and smiled, complimenting.

The hostess was tall and strong, wearing a coarse cloth skirt. She was wearing an apron and her hands were dripping with water, and she was supposed to be doing housework or something.

"This is my wife, Renata. She is a tiger genetic hybrid. Lucas covered his ears and introduced, and quietly added, "Usually like a tigress." ”

"Yes, fierce, a tigress." Harvey followed.

"Whew-" Before he could finish speaking, Lucas shuddered at Renata, clutching his head and letting out a scream. Harvey turned his head and ran, but before he could take two steps, Renata grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back, and he also reaped a violent shock.

"Flutter-"

Si Moxue looked at this lively family, and couldn't help laughing, her smiling eyes were crooked, and her expression, which had been softening.

"Goo-" Si Moxue's stomach rang again, and she pressed her stomach embarrassedly.

"I'm hungry, I just made some soup, come and drink some!" Hearing the scream of Sim Xue's stomach, Renata greeted warmly. Then regardless of whether Si Moxue agreed or not, he dragged the screaming Lutas with his right hand, and carried the squeaky Harvey with his left hand, and introduced Si Moxue into the room, and brought the door with his feet with a "Peng".

I have to say that although Renata is short-tempered, her cooking skills are really superb - the mediocre wild vegetable broth, she can also make it fragrant and appetizing.

"Drink more, and drink another bowl." Si Moxue gulped down the second bowl of wild vegetable broth, and as soon as she put the bowl on the table, Renata scooped another spoonful of soup and poured it into the bowl.

Although she was almost full, it was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, so Si Moxue had to pick up the bowl again and start to drink the soup in small sips.

"Have you and Harvey been named in the wasteland level assessment?" Renata shook her hand in front of Lucas's staring at the soup pot and asked.

"Huh? Not yet. Lucas retracted his gaze, "This doesn't meet Mo Xue, so I'll bring people back first." ”

"Today is the last day of registration for the level assessment, don't you forget?"

"How dare you forget such an important thing?" Lucas nodded repeatedly, busy.

"That ......" Si Moxue put down the soup bowl and asked a question that had been piled up in her mind for a long time-

"What is the Wasteland Hunter Level Assessment?"