"Who are you?" The guards guarding the office car of the station vigilantly stopped the young man who came to visit, "Who are you looking for?" ”

The young man sighed, rubbed his fingers, and said, "I heard that your stationmaster is struggling with something?" I thought I might be able to help a little bit. ”

The sentry was confused, he pulled his face and pushed the young man away, "This is not a place for you to stay, go away." ”

The young man was not annoyed, he slowly took out a tin box from his arms, "I am a merchant who sells cured meat, and I have a large amount of food stock, sir, just take the trouble to bring a word, I think your stationmaster will definitely see me, this is for you to taste, it tastes good." ”

"You think you're going to be able to get in with a gift," the sentry impatiently took the tin box, which he opened only to find a large number of bullets inside. The sentry hesitated, not daring to take the box.

The young man smiled knowingly, "Actually, it's not just cured meat, I also sell some small fruits," and then he took out another wooden box from his arms, "You can try it, if you're lucky, I can't say that you stationmasters still need other things, I still have a lot of things." ”

The sentry no longer hesitated, he squeezed out a slight smile, and inadvertently took the box into his arms, "Wait a minute," he replied nonchalantly, "I'll report to the stationmaster, and declare in advance that I can't decide whether he wants to see you or not." ”

"It's okay, big brother," the young man smiled and nodded in thanks, "I'm a businessman, I understand. ”

The soldier at the sentry hurriedly turned and walked into the office, leaving only two of his men watching the young man's movements.

......

"Stationmaster, this is the man who claims to have carried a lot of food," a sentry hurried into the stationmaster's office at the Feishui station, and behind him, two young soldiers were carefully escorting the black-haired young man.

Stationmaster Noo looked up, he was dealing with the extra trouble after the attack. The aftermath of Gray River Station and Dawan Station was handled by many nearby stations such as Feishui Station, Aquarium Station, Gray River Bridge Station, Liberty High School Hall, Ranger Organization, and several well-meaning Hanting merchants.

In recent days, in order to ensure that monsters do not come out near the source, they have been focusing on strengthening the defense of their platforms, and at the same time, they have to settle and deal with the survivors of Gray River Station and Dawan Station.

In order to completely eliminate the hidden danger of the source, the merchants of the Han Court hired rangers to get to know the source of this attack, but they soon suffered heavy losses and the source was not blocked.

And then there was even worse, the exiled residents of Grey River Station were more difficult to manage than he had imagined, they wanted food, they wanted to reunite with their displaced relatives, they wanted to rebuild their homes, but they only brought with them mouths of food to be fed, and the plague.

The plague comes from the bodily fluids of dark creatures, and the infected wounds have made many people sick, and they are unable to join the chaotic work of the Fat Water Station in recent days, and the plague has even a tendency to go further. Luckily, they finally have spare bat hot tablets, but unfortunately the reserve of bat hot flakes is still not enough, and the price is rising day by day.

This sudden incident exceeded everyone's estimates, and no station could withstand this inexplicable huge loss in an orderly manner.

The trade routes that flowed through the Grey River Station had been interrupted by monsters for years, and any agent who sold food and necessities had to consider finding another way, and the food reserves had begun to bottom out, and the head of the granary repeated to him the consequences of the lack of food.

If he really had a lot of food, Noo had to admit that they needed it.

Wild Man looked up, and the man who boasted that he could get enough food looked like nothing more than a young, thin ordinary person, he was too young, and the weather-hardened Wild Man really didn't think he could get enough food.

"What shall I call you, young man."

The black-haired and black-eyed young man looked around, he was completely calm, at least Noo didn't see that he was even the slightest bit flustered and timid.

If he wasn't confident enough, he would be a fool, and no one could be understood.

"Summer."

"So, what do you do?"

You and I know it, Summer knows, the other party wants to know more, why there is a strange young man who claims to have a lot of food when no merchant wants to come.

"I'm from the earth," said Summer in a peculiar low lightness, "we live in a suburban fort, and the other survivors of the ground call our place 'Dawn Base'. ”

On the ground, Wild Man couldn't help himself in surprise, and he cried softly, "I can't believe it. ”

"There are always places on earth that have not been hit by a nuclear attack, and believe me, there are many places where you can still live...... Stationmaster Nono, you can try this," Summer took out a box of turquoise tin cans and a small box of oil mahogany from his bosom, he put them on the table and pushed them over, "We breed fruits and meat in the suburbs, don't worry, these can be detected by nuclear radiation." ”

Wild Man was astonished by the fine carving of the small box, and the pattern on it—it was a stellar pattern around the ring—and he couldn't guess the small blood-red fruits, each like pearls, strung together by a slender brown-gray tongue vine, which was enough to make people hungry just by their appearance.

In the other tin box were several marinated pieces of concocted meat.

Is it the meat of some animal he hadn't seen before? But the cow is a creature that has long been extinct, and he has not tasted the so-called beef for many years, and has long forgotten what it tastes like. He didn't know what kind of meat it was, but he knew what he had to do.

He picked up one of the pieces of meat and was about to stuff it in his mouth when something suddenly occurred to him.

"You eat ....... first"

"You're so kind," said Summer.

He first grabbed a strip of meat and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it heavily, then he grabbed a small bunch of red fruits, crunched and crushed, and swallowed them all.

Seeing the young man like this, the wild man also let go of his hands and feet and tasted the so-called food that claimed to come from the ground.

"It tastes good," Noo nodded approvingly, but he couldn't hide the shock in his heart, he had never seen such fruit and cured meat underground.

"I thought there were no survivors on the ground anymore."

"Nuclear weapons have only hit industrial cities, and we have taken refuge in an underground facility that is supposedly used to escape a nuclear attack, where we live, reproduce, plant, and in short, we can already search around the ground with gas masks, not only us, but also small camps in certain corners, in short, we call our homes the Dawn base, and many of the survivors call us "al-Qaeda gang". ”

Wild Man swallowed, "Sounds like a story, the stalkers have been up many times, and no one has said ......."

"Of most of the Stalker stories I've heard, a handful of them have mentioned survivors on the ground, and I think you've heard of them, but of course, you're probably treating them as lies, aren't you?"

He was right, and Noo found himself unable to refute it. He has always believed that the radioactive material on the ground is still there, and unless he wears a filter mask for the rest of his life, how can the people on the ground live? Isn't the radiation on the ground as heavy as it seems? Or is he lying?

"What do you want?"

I want obedient slaves, I want guns, I want all kinds of armaments, I want everything I want.

"I just want money," Summer responded sincerely, "and your trade license." ”

Noo fell into a long contemplation, he used his years of experience to speculate on the other party's thoughts, if the other party did not lie, was this man from the earth really going underground alone to do some business of selling food?

He claimed to have enough food reserves, which means that there is no shortage of food on the earth, do they need water? Or do you need bullets, drugs, or something else?

What the hell did he come to the ground for?

"I do need food," Wild Man pretended to be calm, "but you also know that I can get enough food from other merchants to feed the station, as long as I pay enough money. ”

"First of all, I don't think you have enough money, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat only two mushroom cakes a day these days, and secondly, no one has ever eaten anything like this," Summer happily picked up a cigarette in front of the stationmaster's desk with one hand on her chin, "don't mind if I smoke one?" ”

Noo nodded.

Summer lit a paper cigarette and took a hard puff, the bitter smoke wafting in front of him, and the place was colder than he had imagined.

"This kind of fruit will definitely sell hot in Hanting, I have tasted your things, they are either wet and rotten or dry and hard, to be honest, this kind of thing can only be eaten by pigs."

The wild man frowned and did not speak.

"And I can guarantee that what I offer will not be more expensive than what is available on the market, and even, I am willing to give you a proportional portion of the free food. So, how do you think about it. ”

Wild Man was speechless for a while.

He understood that this guy must have other plans, otherwise how could he give him such a good offer. Moreover, he came at the right time, and he happened to be here when his station was in trouble.

"Arrest him." Wild Man swallowed the sentence back alive.

With just one sentence, he can put this stranger with evil intentions in prison and torture him to extract a confession.

Maybe he's just a liar, maybe he's luring the dark creatures to Greyriver and Big Bay to fish in troubled waters, or maybe he's got something worse.

But Noo understands that he can't do that as the stationmaster, the residents of the Feishui Station are already protesting the fact that he is sheltering the survivors of the Gray River Station, and the granary reserve line is slipping dramatically at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

Some of the survivors of Grey River Station had to eat rancid food, he had only seen a child catch a passing mouse to roast not long ago, and if the trade route was not restored, the smart people would leave, and those who remained would have to eat even more crazy food.

There was already talk of an old man who thought he was well-informed, openly accusing him of colluding with the people of the Han Court Alliance, and secretly hoarding food so that it could be sold at the highest price. The reason he did this was simply because by starving the station residents for a few more days, he could use more of the money he spent on improving food as a station master.

He did have frequent contact with the merchants of the Han Court, but that was only to negotiate a relatively cheap price to get from the Han Court Alliance.

Someone was secretly spreading rumors waiting to see what he would be known for, and he suspected that those people were the merchants of the Han Court, and they were forcing him to bid as soon as possible.

Now, there is one more person in his heart to doubt, and Noo wants to see the truth in the eyes of the other party, but he finds nothing. Damn it, Noo sighed deeply.

"Tell me the price of your food, I need to think about it."

Summer smiled.

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