Lao Ban Zhang, Xiao Ban Jia, and Zhong Zheng Yi sat in the sand truck cargo compartment and ate around a casserole.

Lao Banzhang and Zheng Yi agreed on the second chapter: no rice; No meat is allowed;

The only things you can eat are white rice and soup.

Zheng Yi ate the soup bibimbap, and his heart was very satisfied. It was the first time he had eaten rice in this world, and when he was a slave in the Legion, he could improve his food with a little batter. And it can be seen that the grandfather and grandson of the old class can only eat such a luxurious meal very occasionally.

The two of them were eager to chew the rice thoroughly into glucose before swallowing it.

"You're such a nice guy." Zheng Yi said to the old man.

"Phew." Old Banzhang glared at Zheng Yi: "You curse me?" Good people in this world die early! ”

Zheng Yi smiled, slowly chewed the rice in his mouth, and asked after a while:

"Colonel, what the hell is going on in the Vault?"

Lao Banzhang squinted at Zheng Yi: "You really don't understand anything?" ”

"I'm from out of town."

The outer universe is also considered an alien.

Lao Banzhang chuckled: "You don't have a shelter there? ”

"I don't know." Zheng Yi told the truth. He knew about the civil air defense fortifications, and many of them had changed warehouses and cold storage, but he had never heard of the shelters.

Lao Banzhang slowly swallowed the "rice milk" in his mouth: "Many large shelters have survived the cataclysm. In fact, some people say that after the cataclysm, there is no one on the earth anymore. It was the shelter that released people from generation to generation, and then there were people again. ”

"Release?"

"Those who have committed crimes, those who are useless, and those who have exceeded...... The shelter will be released and they will not be allowed to go back. "Well, they can bring something with them when they come out of the shelter." Well, my sand bike is an ancestral heirloom. My grandfather and his father brought it out. ”

"It's all antiques, and it can still be opened." Zheng Yi was taken aback.

Lao Banzhang said: "Generations save money for parts." I, ah, do a major maintenance of the engine, change the air conditioner, even if the task is completed, even my son's share is completed. Then this kid ......" Lao Banzhang looked at his grandson who was concentrating on chewing rice, and smiled happily: "This kid is blessed, just install a temperature insulation inner layer." ”

Zheng Yi couldn't bear to disturb the old man's time to enjoy happiness, and finished eating silently.

The dishes and chopsticks are all lent to users by the refuge, and a deposit of 50 percent will be refunded after recycling.

Lao Banzhang asked his grandson to return the dishes and chopsticks casserole, leaned on the inner wall of the sand car with satisfaction, looked at Zheng Yi, and said leisurely: "I will invite dinner." I still have to pay back the money for that bottle of water. ”

Zheng Yi nodded: "Give me some time." ”

- My Sequence 2 seems a bit miserable.

He was helpless.

"Bastard thing, lie to me with coolant." Lao Banzhang grinded his back molars and entered the grudge mode again.

"I'll show you a drink." Zheng Yi was helpless: "Lao Hong is too rigid. Who says you can't change color? Did I say this is what the evacuation does? I bought it from outside! ”

Since the outer universe is considered an outside, it is also considered an outside.

"." Lao Banzhang recognized that this man was a liar, and turned his head and said:

"Outside? What can be made out there? There is no shelter, the people outside are just a bunch of animals! Don't tell me, I once went off the rails and went all the way to the north. I almost died there that time, but luckily I met a village. Do you know how they reacted when they saw my car? They knelt around the car and brought rocks to it! ”

Zheng Yi felt that Lao Banzhang didn't feel like he was telling a joke - to believe in the passive skill of [Insight], he was also a high-end product of Sequence 7.

The fault line between civilizations is so serious.

Zheng Yi felt a little tightness in his chest, and at the same time he was thinking, if the shelter is so awesome, can you send me home? Would you like to inquire about the crossing fee?

He made such a little joke with himself, and his mood was much lighter.

Little Panga soon returned, with a young man behind him.

The young man had stiff hairs on his lips and was about sixteen years old.

Zheng Yi looked at him, and he was also looking at Zheng Yi.

"You're a doctor?" The young man asked.

Zheng Yi nodded.

"My sister has a tumor with a diameter of 3.6 cm at the head of the pancreas, can you treat it?" The young man asked.

"Yes." Zheng Yi said as a matter of course.

The survival rate of this tumor in the world was extremely low, not to mention that Zheng Yi's specialty was cardiac surgery...... But now Zheng Yi is an angel-level sage in Sequence 2!

Even if you don't have a knife, you can touch it well!

"Do you have a scalpel?" Zheng Yi asked.

"I have." The young man nodded solemnly: "If you can really cure my sister, that set of knives will be used as payment." ”

"I still owe Lao Ban a bottle of second-class water." Zheng Yi said.

The young man looked at the old banzhang and nodded sharply, "I'll go out." ”

Zheng Yi got up and walked out, and Lao Banzhang laughed in a low voice behind him: "You are really good at bargaining." ”

Zheng Yi ignored him.

The young man led Zheng Yi through the open space between the parking area and the shantytown, and walked to a cardboard shed five square meters square and one and a half meters high. This can't be considered a house at all, it can only be regarded as a paper shell with two quilts.

The young man carefully took out a metal box from under his sister's feet and handed it to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi gently pressed the bracket, and the lid of the box slowly popped up.

A pair of universal handles, 26 different shapes of the cutter heads, sharp, blunt, stabbed, elongated, upward-curved, down-curved models are available. All accessories are separated by a diaphragm and lie quietly and steadily in their place.

"Where did you save all these things?" Zheng Yi asked.

"Shelter." Xiao Young was very calm: "I have one last question, please tell me honestly." ”

"You ask." Zheng Yi said.

The young man asked, "Are you really a medically modified person?" ”

Zheng Yi looked at the boy quietly, and vaguely felt that the "genetically modified person" was a little impolite.

The young man said: "You must be a genetically modified person with a medical sequence of 8 or more to cure my sister." I believe this is the consensus between you and me, and please prove it to me now. ”

"How to prove it." Zheng Yi looked at the young girl lying in the paper shell, she was developing well, and she should be "useless" and kicked out of the shelter.

The young man picked up a sharp piece of glass next to the cardboard shell and cut a wound on his left arm.

Blood poured out quickly, flowing through the inside of his forearm and falling low to the ground.

"Sequence 8 has the healing technique and the exorcism of disease." The young man's voice did not change in the slightest: "Heal me." ”