In a hidden carriage at the station, light bulbs bloom like burning gold with golden threads, manipulating the darkness to gradually retreat from this section of the carriage.

Here, three middle-aged men are talking aloud around an old log table.

"Poliva," a man with thin cheeks as thin as a skeleton held up a cup of hot mushroom tea, "you're really sure he's willing to give us extra of his specialty." ”

Poliva, the tall, fat man scratched his fat double chin, and he was worried about what he was doing now.

"From today's first meeting, I could only feel his wariness of me, and his bodyguard looked mysterious, just as mysterious as he was. Of course, this is not the point, the point is that he seems to be in dire need of opening up underground trade. The tall man hesitated, "The young man's request was also very direct, he asked us to open up the trade pass, he also needed more workers, orphans and the like, and I introduced him to the school (full name is the Hall Station of the Liberty High School, a large orphanage that claims to be a neutral station), and you know, the "school" is full of mongrels and freaks that no one wants. ”

"But Wild Man doesn't look like a man who can promise to let go of the slave trade, he's a stubborn bastard, like that Werner of Grey River, who I heard she became a hero."

"So she's dead, heroes are always dead, it's a pity that they can only be remembered by fools," Poliva thought he knew something about his stationmaster and Verna of Grey River Station, and came here to discuss with these two merchants, at least in this matter, give enough benefits, they will definitely help me.

"In short, it is necessary for us to discuss this matter separately.

First of all, we are not engaged in the slave trade, but in the adoption of orphans, which is more impressive, and I think the stationmaster can also understand that it is a good thing for a good Samaritan to want to adopt abandoned orphans, and even if it is a wild man, it cannot hinder the compassionate heart of others.

Second, he was a noble man, but he would not sit idly by and watch his inhabitants starve, and if he felt that his actions caused the people to starve, I think he would probably compromise.

Of course, if you want to force him to give in as soon as possible, you need the help of the two. ”

"Help?" The skeletal, skinny middle-aged man let out a rattling laugh, "Of course, we're all curious about what you have to offer, and help is a must." ”

"Then everything will be easy," the tall man breathed a sigh of relief, now that they had promised, things would go much better.

"By the way, Deputy Station Chief Bolívar, is Verna really dead?"

The tall man, that is, Bolívar, scratched his chin, "It should be dead, what, what do you want to know?" ”

A man with a sharp hooked nose on the other side let out a lewd smile, "Someone in the Han court wants to know their whereabouts, that person said........" Hooked nose smiled evilly, "corpses are okay too." ”

"That's not a good idea, whether you want to destroy the corpse or not, the corpse plague is not easy to mess with," Poliva smiled cynically, "Then again, our mysterious merchant may have a "sexual interest" in those orphans who wanted to adopt them back, otherwise what would these little ones who had nothing to eat do?" ”

"Who knows, whether he wants to abuse or have fun, it has nothing to do with us, ha," the skeleton man drooped his eyelids, "I'm just interested in his specialties, where did he get these things, I bet, there is no such meat in the underground station, there is no such fruit, there may be some strange gadgets on the ground, but no matter what, he should not pass the level of radiation detection, he claims to be from a base called Dawn on the outskirts of the ground, but who knows the truth......."

The deputy stationmaster of Bolivar deeply agreed with his words, if there were such things on the ground, the merchants of the Han Court would have gone up regardless of life and death, but now they were dealing with a young man from the ground who had nothing to do with the Han Court Alliance, and he couldn't figure out the strangeness in it.

"His people all carry a strange set of anti-radiation equipment, I think, this is also their biggest reliance, it is really incredible to say, thirty years, I heard the stalker say that there are still living people on the ground, I didn't expect it to be true, and even radiation can't kill them, hum, a group of lucky guys."

"Lucky indeed."

The hook-nosed man is curious about the merchant named Summer, but also, what merchant wouldn't be interested in this person in the subway today?

There are already many high-powered bigwigs who are inquiring about his name, like the two in front of him, and there is also a famous Hanting businessman standing behind him.

"Do you think we can figure out where his specialty comes from?"

Poliva shook his head, "He has a dozen or so heavily armed soldiers, maybe more, I went there once, they installed ten machine guns near the entrance to that station, I think they were prepared, it was better not to act rashly." ”

"Ten machine guns, at the entrance of the tunnel, who would dare to break in." The skeletal man shrugged, "I think the ruins can only be walked through through the other surface entrances, but now that the monsters on this ground are getting more and more crazy, the stalkers are no longer willing to go to the surface." ”

Hooked Nose sighed, "It's good for us small traders to do our part as long as we are safe, I'm afraid that some people won't settle down, these things are too likable, and ......." He picked up a small fruit on the table, crushed it gently, and let the juice drip through his palms and drip into his cuffs.

"An old friend of mine who makes wine makes a bottle of fruit wine with this fruit, no, I secretly brought a bottle," Hooknose took out a small ceramic bottle from his bosom, he uncorked the bottle, and poured the scarlet liquid into the white-glazed porcelain bowl on the table, "He hastily made it, and it hasn't settled yet, but I dare bet you with all my money, this thing........ Won't let you down. ”

Poliva sniffed cautiously at first, then took a small sip with his tongue, and under the gaze of the two guests from the Han Court, he finally grinned, "We haven't drunk real wine in many years since the last bottle of wine I treasured was killed by the two of you. ”

The skinny skeletal man looked at the slightly cloudy cup with deep, sunken eyes, "Of course, I'm sure no one will refuse it," he muttered, "no one." ”

........

"Polliva said you want to go to the hall of the Liberty High School?" Wild Man looked at the businessman named Summer in front of him, and his face became very ugly, "You still want to adopt some orphans?" ”

"To be precise, we have too few survivors, we need some workers who can help us, there is a group of orphans, most of them are fatherless and motherless, they will be abandoned by their relatives, and there are even some people who are born with deformities and are discriminated against, and voila, work with our dawn, I can guarantee that they will get a good life."

Wild Man glared at him coldly, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to, we won't let slave traders who sell children as commodities come in and out of the station. ”

"I'm not a slave trader, I'm just a merchant looking for employees," he said, "looking for a worker," he said, looking regretfully at the distant station, which not so long ago was covered in hunger, chaos, and stench, and the plague of death stretched out its claws in the dark corners, but now renewed.

Han Ting's new large number of tents, gray bread, hard oil, coal, and even all kinds of medicines have poured into the station, people have begun to gradually recover their blood, some people are arguing with great interest, as if nothing happened not long ago, some people deeply remember the tragedy of Gray River Station, and are sure that the time to recover Gray River Station is approaching day by day, it is really an enviable good life.

Summer has to admit that it was his own base that brought new life here, and it was all his credit, well, the credit of the synths.

"Station Master, the inhabitants of our Dawning Base also need to take great risks when walking on the ground, they endure the illumination of the corrupt sun, as well as deal with mutated creatures that may attack at any time, not long ago four people were attacked by wild beasts and were unable to move, and one of them left us completely, if there is no man to replenish. I can only think about reducing the supply of food, and the processing machines in the factory need people to run them. ”

Wild Man was furious, he pushed away a candle lamp in front of the table, his eyes widened, "You once made a pact to ensure that food was supplied. "He was a man of promises, and he was extremely disgusted by such people who treated treaties as papyrus, especially merchants.

"I'm a man who values commitment," Summer swore asswearingly, "If it weren't for the accident, I wouldn't want to, Lord Bench, we can't always predict the current situation, and I didn't expect the dark creatures to be so ferocious today, and I feel sorry for our compatriots who died at the base, and if there is no man to replenish it, I am afraid that it will not be long before I will regret our commitment to each other." ”

Noo's face became even more embarrassed, his cold face filled with deep anger, as if he wanted to swallow the summer completely.

"Feishui Station is definitely not a place to do this kind of thing, you can go."

Summer stood up, "Stand up," he looked helpless, "You are a noble person, but noble cannot change the status quo, I think you should understand that people always have to eat." ”

"Get out." His tone was as resolute as Summer his mother, but he was so ugly that Summer really didn't have the appetite to greet his mother.

So Summer didn't say much more, and quickly turned away.

The wild man spat at him fiercely, cursing Summer for breaking his promises, cursing for the treachery of the merchants, and his damn food.

He thought I would be willing to be a slave trader for food? Noo roared loudly in his office.

Soon, a tall middle-aged man in his forties and nearly fifty recklessly pushed open the door.

"Stationmaster, you rejected the young man's request?" It was Boliva, the deputy head of the Feishui station, who spoke, and his expression was full of suspicion, "I thought you would agree?" ”

"Agree to be a slave trader?" Wild Man laughed angrily, "You think I'm going to trample my reputation under my feet, Poliva, you think it's so beautiful." ”

The middle-aged tall man's face was unhappy, "You can't imagine how many people like his things, the merchants of the Han Court have already contacted us, they are very interested in this, and they have spent a lot of effort, you know about this, but you still do it, stationmaster, are you blinded by lard?" ”

The wild man stood up, he poked his head and stared fiercely at his long-time deputy stationmaster, "I want to know how much money you charged, and you actually helped him speak, you know that our ring line absolutely prohibits the slave trade, and said, did he give you two boxes of military-gauge bullets?" Or is it more? Don't deny it, I know it all. ”

The tall middle-aged man blushed, he swooped to his feet and slammed the door open, "Damn wild man, you think I'm going to let you humiliate me?" He looked vicious like an enraged wild bear, "When everyone is hungry, you should know, everyone will know that your reputation is worthless, wait and see, let's wait and see." ”

The next day, half of the food from the Gray River Station was delivered, and the price of supplies from Hanting doubled, and the soldiers were surprised, they had to cut their supplies, and even then, they were puzzled, could the other party be in default?

The soldiers reported the situation to the stationmaster, and the wild man cursed and spat at Summer and his family, but he could only return in a huff.