When the young man said this, Tang Yan roughly figured out the context of the whole incident.

The people of Yuancheng found out that the villagers were leading the way for the merchants of Gem City, and there was no input for blocking the road tolls, so they drove all the villagers into the northern mines to collect uranium ore as punishment. In the absence of protective equipment and anti-radiation medicines, many villagers died from overdoses, and a few days ago a girl escaped and was rescued by Qiaoqiao on the way.

Instead of fleeing, she chose to return to the mine and tell the villagers what happened to her outside, and then there was a scene of a teenager pulling his peers here on a rickshaw to ask for a regenerative potion.

Perhaps in the eyes of the people of Kite, the teenagers in front of them have little labor to squeeze, and instead of letting them die in the mines, it is better to turn into the dung of wild beasts to nourish the wasteland.

What no one expected was that they relied on a dilapidated human-powered tricycle to walk dozens of kilometers to the Maxim's Canning Factory in the south of Gem City.

It's not just in terms of perseverance, but their luck is also excellent, but any encounter with a wasteland beast, even if it's just a mutant dog, is enough to kill them.

Tang Yan had heard about the situation in Kite City.

Gem City, which has soil improvement methods, still needs Maxim's Cannery to earn foreign exchange to subsidize people's livelihood, and what if Yuancheng has the support of Jicheng, it is still short of food and clothing.

The countermeasure that the city lord thought of was to use the mines left over from before the outbreak of the nuclear war to collect the remnants of uranium ore and sell it to outside forces in exchange for food, medicine, weapons and other resources.

Although the nuclear industry in this world is very developed, there are a variety of equipment that can resist radiation, but even in the era before the nuclear war, the cost of radiation protection equipment is not low, not to mention the collapse of the industrial system after the nuclear war and the era of lack of resources, of course, it is impossible for the people of Yuancheng to waste resources on these villagers.

Dezi picked up the eldest boy and looked at Tang Yan with his eyes as if asking him how to choose, whether to give these teenagers suffering from radiation sickness regenerative medicine.

Poof!

The sound of a heavy object falling from behind was heard as a twelve-year-old boy fell from a car.

His arms were strangely bent, black blood was oozing from his nostrils, his gums were red, his lips were chapped, and his body was full of sores that he couldn't bear to look at.

At this time, a faint floral scent came with the wind, and the graceful figure quickly swept by, and the feet stepped on the ground and brought up a wisp of dust.

Tang Yan told her many times that there were a lot of sundries on the floor of the cannery, and she had to wear shoes when she went out, otherwise she would cut her feet, but she still often forgot to put on shoes, so she walked around with a pair of bare feet.

When she was reprimanded, she would look at him quietly, nod her head seriously and admit her mistakes, like a gentle and reserved little woman. But...... Forgetting to wear shoes seems to have become a part of her life, and she can't change it.

Today she not only left the office building barefoot, but also walked barefoot out of the cannery gate.

Before everyone could react, she hugged the boy who had fallen off the tricycle, ignoring the pus staining her long sleeves and the blood staining her white skin.

She hugged him, her arms tightening tighter and tighter.

It took a long time to slowly let go, put the little boy who had no breath on the ground, and stood up to look at Tang Yan, his eyes were very calm, and he couldn't see sadness or anger.

The wind came from behind, blowing her white sleeves, blue streamers, and hair loose between her sideburns.

Tang Yan didn't speak, and waved his hand behind him.

Dezi's pupils shrank suddenly, he glanced at the little boy who had just died, sighed, walked quickly into the factory, and walked out with a drug storage box in a small effort.

It was the regeneration potion that Tang Yan had placed in the medical room of Vault 1017 for the members of the Pandaren Legion.

"There are 20 regeneration potions in it, remember not to be seen by the people of Kite City." Dezi handed it into the hands of the older teenager: "If there is saline, the effect will be better." ”

The boy hugged the black box tightly and thanked him.

20 regeneration potions, not much weight to speak of, but the way he clung to it was like a thousand pounds.

Dezi touched the back of his head: "Let's go, go save your relatives and friends, remember to hide it, and try to avoid the adults on the road." ”

The boy said, "They won't rob us. ”

A flash of sadness flashed in Tokuko's eyes.

yes, who's going to rob a bunch of dying kids, they have nothing but disgusting radiation sickness.

When the three guns asked for some dry food from the kitchen and delivered it, the two teenagers carried their newly dead companion to the carriage where the dead little girl was, and pushed three rickshaws in pairs on the way home.

Tang Yan watched the backs of the teenagers go away, and Cai Wei walked to his side and grabbed his hand.

"Let's go back."

When Tang Yan turned around, he took her in front of him, hugged her back in his arms, and returned along the way she came.

"Didn't I tell you to wait up there?"

Cai Wei didn't say a word, just looked at his face in a daze.

She never argues, never argues, naturally does not care about being resolute, is accustomed to calmly and passively accepting everything around her, at most smiling faintly and nodding slightly.

Sanpao slapped Dezi from behind: "I can't see it, you kid is quite caring." ”

Tokuko smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I used to have a younger brother who died when he was twelve years old......"

"Alright, alright...... can live to this age, who doesn't have a few sad pasts. The three cannons interrupted Dezi's narration, and threw the remaining piece of jerky in his hand to the third young master on duty at the wall: "Have you thought about it, if a similar situation happens again, Tang Yan will save it or not?" The teenagers may not tell people what happened to them, and the villagers are hard to guarantee that they will not betray us for a nest. And also...... What if the regeneration injection is found by the people of Yuancheng, the boy's behavior will not only not save the villagers, but may also put them in a more dangerous situation. ”

Tokuko sighed heavily, speechless.

Tang Yan sent Cai Wei back to Shelter No. 1017 and then came to the north gate of the factory, only a few breaths left and right, and a black shadow flashed behind him.

Dogmeat licked his palms and slipped through the gap in the north gate, quickly disappearing.

The injuries on the teenager's body are true, and there are no obvious holes in the logic of their stories.

The reason why Tang Yan realized that there was something behind this matter was that the amount of reward points obtained was unexpected, and the regeneration injection was enough to save their lives, and under normal circumstances, those teenagers with clear thinking should be grateful to him. In fact, it is a one-time deposit of more than 100 reward points.

He also remembered the rhetoric when the system alerted him that his reward points had increased------- the emotional feedback that detected the level of disgust.

He took out the precious regeneration injections to help the teenagers and their relatives and friends, but in exchange for hatred, it was really unacceptable.

But he didn't say anything at the time, until the teenagers left with the rickshaw and settled Caiwei, and then he summoned Dog Meat and ordered it to follow the teenagers to see what kind of truth was hidden behind the incident.

The story of the farmer and the snake is many, many in the wasteland.

When he returned to Vault 1017, Cai Wei had already finished taking a shower, changed into new clothes, and squatted in the corner of the wall to quietly watch Huya bite the nest head dipped in vegetable soup in the food bowl, and her little head twitched, which was very cute.

Rena held the panda puppet in her arms, and her dexterous little hands skillfully folded the pieces of paper into small boats.

She couldn't see anything, but she seemed to see everything.

Tang Yan looked at her, thinking about those teenagers. Those teenagers are completely different from Reina, what they can't get around is hatred, self-improvement, and responsibility, and they can't see a little innocence at all, and their maturity is terrifying.

Reyna always likes to run away from unsolvable problems, because she always has a place to escape. IF IT WEREN'T FOR ZANG FENG, IF HER "PARENTS" DIDN'T EVEN BOTHER TO GIVE LIES THAT DECEIVED HER HEART, AND WHAT WAS IN FRONT OF HER WAS THE REALITY OF CHILUOLUO, WOULD SHE BECOME LIKE THOSE TEENAGERS?

Not having eyes and not having to witness this miserable world is, to some extent, an escape, but from another point of view, isn't it a good thing?

Those who have eyes, those who see far, will witness many things that are beyond their imagination or their ability to bear.

It's like Tang Yan now.

Through the shared vision of dog meat, he saw a scene more than ten kilometers away.

The afterglow of the setting sun ignites the sunset, and the night silently dominates the eastern sky.

At the edge of a mound on the edge of the ruins of Kotoshima City, several teenagers are diligently digging into the soil on the ground, digging a two-meter-square hole.

Sweat drenched their messy hair, and dust and blood flowed from their bodies, falling drop by drop on the barren land.

The immobile teenager was removed from the carriage and placed in a pit that Fei had dug for a long time.

The leading boy did not let those who could still move bury these dead or hanging companions, but he divided the dry food and pickles that the three cannons had given them, and put them into his mouth in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Everyone ate very quickly, very viciously, just a few nests, a small handful of pickles, scattered jerky, fell into their mouths like a rare delicacy in the world.

Some teenagers quickly ate up the food in their hands, looked at the oil paper on the back of the tricycle and swallowed violently, they were not full, and wanted to continue eating, but reason told them no, so the expression on their faces was very complicated.

Some teenagers broke off a piece of the nest and jerky and stuffed it into their pockets, not knowing whether to keep it for their younger siblings to eat, or whether they wanted to give themselves the strength to keep going when they were hungry at night.

Some teenagers whimpered and cried, wondering if General Wang's pickled pickled jerky was too delicious, or if they were regretting something and suffering something......

The girl who had been throwing up on the tricycle vomited again and poured out all the things she had eaten.

A blind boy next to her put down the nest in his hand and gently patted her back, not wanting his palm to stick to the necrotic skin on the girl's back, and tore off a large piece, revealing the horrific flesh inside.

People farther away were accustomed to this picture, and their expressions were a little numb.

Like the withering of trees in autumn, pain and death are the keynote of the wasteland.

The eldest boy walked over, and the people on the other side of the pit thought he was caring for his companion, but when he went around the rickshaw, he picked up the shovel he had picked up from the rubble and slapped it on the head of the weak girl.

When the blood-blurred girl's face collapsed in the one-eyed boy's pupils, an exclamation came from behind: "Niu Feng, what are you doing, she is your sister......"

The sound was still ringing in his ears, and the blind boy caught a glimpse of a dark shadow coming from the side, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the back of his head.

There was a bang in his head, his eyes went dark, and he felt his whole person sink, and then he lost consciousness.

"Niu Feng? You ......" The voice in the distance stopped abruptly.

Another young man who had once knelt in front of Tang Yan used a shovel to knock the two people on the other side of the dead man's pit unconscious.

Crying, he slapped the back of his shovel on the head of the man in front of him, causing blood to flow on the barren surface mixed with the dirt excavated from the pit.

Until a young man named Niu Feng came over from the side and held his hand.

"Xiao Yong, enough is enough, enough is enough......"

Bang Dang! The rusty shovel fell to the ground, and a young man named Xiao Yong sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

Niu Feng slapped his sister to death.

He shot his cousin to death.

It was with this that a shovel was dug up in a crypt where the dead were buried.

Niu Feng knelt beside the corpse that was still bleeding, holding Xiao Yong with tears and snot flowing together, and his two hands kept stroking and touching the back of the head of the person in his arms, as if he wanted to grab something, as if he wanted to vent something.

The two teenagers held their heads and cried for a long time.

It wasn't until the sun had completely sunk into the western mountains and the night sky was sparsely lit that they gradually stopped crying.

It's not that I've cried enough, I've vented enough, it's that I'm afraid of attracting living corpses and mutant dogs.

"Xiao Yong, don't be sad, we have to do this, we have no choice."

Xiao Yong wiped the tears on his face with his dirty sleeves, got up from the ground, grabbed his cousin's feet, and gave Niu Feng his bloody head to lift.

The dead man's pit was not large, and it was already a bit crowded to put his companions on the rickshaw inside, and now the extra corpses could only be stacked on top of each other.

After disposing of the two bodies of the newly deceased teenager next to the dead man's pit, the two went to carry the corpse of the blind boy again, and finally it was Niu Feng's sister, the girl who had survived all the way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa......

The soft, damp black soil fell on the tattered clothes, covering each hand and face, and occasionally the weak coughing of a child who had not died could be heard, but it soon died down.

Niu Feng clutched the shovel in his hand and shoveled it very deeply.

Xiao Yong sobbed softly as he trembled, tears pouring down the dirt.

They lied.

The exchange of the lives of the villagers for uranium ore is real, but it is not happening to them.

They are from Yuancheng, not teenagers from the countryside.

It is true that they are mining uranium without protection, but they are not forced to do so, they go voluntarily.

Unity and dedication are the foundation of the existence of Yuancheng, and it is also the survival creed of Yuancheng people!