Opus glanced at Si Moxue, the girl's black hair was combed into a high ponytail, maybe she was in a hurry in the morning, and a few tufts of broken hair broke free from the hair ring.

"Opus?"

Stark raised his chin and nodded slightly to Sim Xue, indicating that he heard it, and then turned his head to face Opus, "What kind of gene are you mixed in?" ”

“…… Grizzly bear genes. Opus seemed to hesitate for a moment, but replied in a low voice.

Stark seemed to think of something, his hands were no longer behind his back, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but say, "Oh! You are, you are ......"

Opus raised his hand to stop him: "Don't make a noise, I have nothing to do with them anymore." ”

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay."

Si Tan answered a few words in a row, and then walked to the front of the team with his hands behind his back, and all the team members looked at him with bated breath.

Seeing that his prestige in the team had been established, Stark nodded to everyone and led the team out of the slowly opening outer door.

After the end of the world, all kinds of mutated creatures on the planet Bru emerged one after another, and the clouds were treacherous. The Oasis celebrates its day in winter, a time when the weather is cold and everything is dormant, and humans can celebrate it as they please.

As soon as the heavy gate opened, the bitter cold wind mixed with the faint decaying aura peculiar to the wasteland rushed to the face, making everyone who had just come out of the densely populated and warm oasis shiver.

Separated by a wall, it is like two worlds.

"Left, they all followed, and no one had to come back until the truth was clarified." Stark shouted at the front.

Si Moxue was at the back of the team, tightened her backpack straps, and walked towards the wasteland with her legs raised.

Walking in front of her was Opus, the young man with broad shoulders and extremely tall, almost completely blocking Si Moxue's view.

I don't know if it's her delusion or not, but when she first talked to Stanks, Opus had been observing her in a way or not.

This kind of scrutinizing gaze made Si Moxue feel faintly uncomfortable.

From the conversation between Opus and Si Tank just now, Si Moxue could roughly guess that this young man was not shallow, and he could even make Stark, who was a high-level wasteland hunter, put down the shelf he was holding.

However, Opus doesn't seem to want anyone to know where he came from.

Opus walked at the end of the line in a loose short-sleeved shirt, with one hand in his pocket, not afraid of the oncoming cold wind, walking easily, as if he was not going to carry out a life-or-death investigation mission, but to go on an outing in the spring.

But Opus's heart was not as easy as he appeared.

His past experiences have allowed him to see things farther than the average person.

Over the past few years, the danger of approaching outside the wasteland and the turmoil in the upper structure of the oasis have become more and more apparent. Whether it's a foreign war or a civil war, the high-level Wasteland Hunters in the Oasis will become the main combat force.

As a result, the Oasis is tightening its grip on the Wasteland Hunters.

The selection of people by drawing lots this time is also intended to whip those who secretly want to pick quarrels and provoke trouble.

In addition, judging from the signs of these days, once spring comes, the earth will warm up. Powerful mutated creatures that have been dormant underground by the cold will spring up like mushrooms, and a great war between humans and mutated creatures will be inevitable.

After they had walked a distance, they became acquainted with each other. Because they had not yet gone out of the distance under the jurisdiction of the oasis at this time, the team members talked to each other, and their expressions were no longer as sad as they were at the beginning. Some have even turned to optimism about the upcoming investigation.

"Hello, my name is Liang Wenruo."

Seeing that Sim Moxue and Opus had been wandering away from everyone, a young man took the initiative to come forward and introduce himself.

Opus didn't squint and ignored him.

But Si Moxue smiled at him: "I'm Si Moxue." ”

Liang Wenruo only looks like 175, which is a lot shorter than Opus.

He didn't mind being ignored, scratched his head and asked, "I heard that we first went to a human gathering area to find a witness to understand the situation, what do you think?" ”

Sim Moxue: "Look with your eyes." ”

Liang Wenruo: "......"

The atmosphere was a little awkward, but fortunately, Liang Wenruo was a talkative: "Are you junior or apprentice?" I'm intermediate, and I seem to be the only intermediate in this team...... Alas, I was so unlucky to be selected, and if it weren't for my two younger brothers and parents, I wouldn't have wanted to come......"

Liang Wenruo suddenly patted his head, as if he remembered something again: "Eh, you know what? It is said that the senior leader of the team was not drawn by lot, but was sent from another place. ”

"He's a petty official in the inner city."

Liang Wenruo originally just wanted to use this hearsay to attract the attention of the two, but he didn't expect Ops to answer.

"Really, really?" Liang Wenruo gasped, "Then why did he come here to be the team leader?" A petty official is also an official, no wonder he looks so embarrassed. ”

He expected Optus to say something more, but Optus stopped talking.

Liang Wenruo seemed to be planning to win over the two of them, chattering around the two of them all the way, even if only Si Moxue occasionally said "um" twice, it couldn't stop his enthusiasm.

As he spoke, he approached the human gathering area where the witness was.

"I forgot to say, I'm a flying squirrel genetic hybrid, don't look at the name with a flying word, in fact, flying squirrels are rodents and can't fly...... Oh, I'm coming! ”

Stark stopped at the entrance to the human gathering area and called out to Liang Wenruo.

Liang Wenruo, as the second best fighting force in the team, Stark was polite to him.

"You're looking for that madman?" The resident who was stopped by the tank for questioning said, "He is completely insane, his brain is broken, you can't ask anything from his mouth." ”

"It's our business to ask, you just have to tell me where he is?" Stark said.

After several inquiries, several people found the rumored witnesses in the dilapidated shack in the far corner of the gathering area.

The door of the hut was closed, and Tank tried to knock on the door, but the lock was broken, and when he knocked, it opened directly, revealing a figure curled up beside the bed.

The man wore tattered clothes and trousers in the winter, his collar was wide open, his exposed skin was red from the cold, and his half-long hair was messy and muddy, and he was draped in front of him to cover his face, and for a moment it was impossible to distinguish whether the man was male or female.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man grabbed the bed, his whole body trembling violently, and his eyes were confused, as if he couldn't focus.

Si Tank "tsk", raised his leg and was about to step into the shed.

Liang Wenruo stopped him: "He looks very mentally unstable, and a strong man like you who is five big and four thick suddenly appears in front of him, I'm afraid that it will directly stimulate him to faint." ”

Si Tan stopped, thought for a moment, felt that what Liang Wenruo said made sense, retracted his feet, pointed to Si Moxue at the back of the team, and said, "That woman, what kind of rain is called death, you go." ”

Si Moxue originally half-hung her head, observing the familiar shack in this human gathering area from the corner of her eye, and when she heard Si Tan's words, she raised her head: "My name is Si Moxue." ”

"Tsk, Si Moxue is Si Moxue, why do you have so many things, go in and go in!" With an impatient perfunctory sentence, he pulled his left hand vigorously towards the shack.

Si Moxue no longer entangled with him, crossed the crowd, and stepped into the house.

When the witness saw someone coming in, his body trembled even more, his head nodded nervously, and he grabbed the bed board, as if he wanted to get under the bed.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Si Moxue stopped about three meters away from him and whispered.

The witness's facial muscles twitched wildly, his hands pushed forward in the air, and his mouth seemed to be saying something at a rapid pace.

Si Moxue listened for a while, and then heard that the person kept repeating a sentence: "Don't come, don't come, don't come." ”

"I don't go over, I have no ill will." Si Moxue tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled, trying to calm him down.

Seeing that the man was not making any other movements, and seemed to have accepted her, Si Moxue squatted on the ground, moving her feet, trying to move over.

However, at this moment, the man suddenly screamed, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground.

Sim Xue: "......"