Nanmu had told him that the easiest way to tell the difference between a full Shinrikyo member and an ordinary wasteland dweller was to look at their heads.

Because the purpose of Shinrikyo is to guide humans to adapt to the current environment and become perfect creatures with a lifespan and physical strength comparable to that of ghouls, the pursuit of the inhabitants of the wasteland who have only joined the religion for a long time is to improve their radiation resistance.

Shinrikyo has several options for improving the body's radiation resistance, but the most common is the "poison to the poison" method, which is to gradually increase the radiation concentration in the living area of the members, so as to activate the human genes to evolve and improve the radiation resistance of the members.

It is important to know that humans born in the wasteland environment are inherently more resistant to radiation than humans living in the era before the nuclear war, and this immunotherapy-like program can help the vast majority of wasteland residents further gain radiation resistance.

However, the program has both good and bad effects on the human body.

Long-term exposure to radiation levels above the level can negatively affect some human functions, such as hair loss in patients undergoing chemotherapy, and the bald faces of most of the official Shinrikyo members.

In order to reduce the influence of panic on the congregation, the high priest issued an important ordinance------ all new members of the congregation were required to shave their hair and embroider a mere emblem of Shinrikyo on the forehead half an inch above it, in the shape of a green ring above the radiant sign.

There was a person sitting in the wheelchair pushed out by Tan Zhen, the man was a bald head, and a pattern was printed on the bald head, which was already blurred, but it could be vaguely seen that it was a unique emblem of the Shinrikyo religion.

Shinrikyo? The Captain of the Boat is a Shinrikyo person?!

Tang Yan's face changed, and Zang Feng directly pulled out the P-55 heavy electromagnetic pistol.

"I know what you're thinking, but don't get excited." Tan Zhen raised his hands and said, "Counting the days of escaping from the Shinrikyo Sect, it's been almost ten years. ”

Tang Yan reached out and pressed down Zang Feng's arm holding the gun, and looked at the boat boss in a wheelchair in front of him.

The man's face was bloodless, pale like a vampire. There is an iron tube tied to the right handrail, and an injection bag is tied to the iron tube, judging from the text on the label, it should be a mixture of radiation and glucose.

"You're the ship boss?"

In Tang Yan's imagination, the boss of the boat off the ruins of Qindao City should be a fierce and powerful talent, just like Tan Zhen killed people in public in the catch market, with a formidable gangsterism and ruthlessness. However, this is not the case, and the captain of the ship is a sick old man.

"You're Tang Yan?"

The answer to the question above was a rhetorical question, and the Captain of the Ship's eyes was blank and his voice was weak.

"Didn't you ask me here to confirm my identity?" The same rhetorical question is used to answer the question of the boat boss.

"Huh...... Hehehe...... Hehehaha...... Cough cough cough, cough ......" The boat boss's laughter was interrupted by a violent cough. His body was shaking, his wheelchair was shaking, and so was the injection bag hanging from the iron bar.

Tan Zhen hurriedly pulled out a respirator from the outside of the left handrail and put it on the mouth of the boat boss, and twisted the iron can valve at the rear a few times counterclockwise with the other hand.

Whoosh...... Whoosh......

As the white wet mist dispersed inside the translucent shroud of the respirator, the boat boss's condition gradually improved, and his face was bloodshot.

Zang Feng frowned and stuffed the cigarette back into the box.

The old man looked like he was about to hang up, and he didn't want the old man to burp his eyes and feet before he heard the other man's proposal.

"Sit down." Regaining some strength, the boat boss beckoned to the side.

He motioned for the two of them to sit not on the sectional sofa in front of the bookshelf, but on the mahogany dining table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window facing the sun on the left.

"Talking about business while eating."

Tang Yan hesitated for a moment, but chose to sit down according to the wishes of the boat boss.

He and Zang Feng sat down in the guest seat, and Tan Zhen pushed the old man to the empty main seat, stretched out his palm and patted it.

Smack, smack......

Crisp sounds echo throughout the building.

After a short effort, the side door to the back opened, and the plainly dressed maid came to the floor-to-ceiling window with a blue and white porcelain plate, put the delicious-looking dishes on the table, and then bowed down.

They are all dishes made from seafood, such as steamed mireurk crab eggs, pan-fried pearl squid, braised sea cucumber with green onions, and tamhead salmon soup......

When the last dish was served, a bright light radiated from Zang Feng's right electronic eye.

It took Tang Yan a long time to figure out what it was, his face changed, and he thought that the boat boss was quite sincere, and brought this kind of precious food to the table to entertain him.

The plate is large and contains very little content, only 4 whiskers the thickness of the little finger, and the end of the whiskers is a vesicle with white spots.

If he hadn't gotten the relevant data in Han Xin's father's terminal, he would definitely not have been able to recognize its origin.

The combination of these white vesicles and whiskers comes from individuals that are more vicious than mirelurks, almost as similar to those of the mist-creeping shrimp.

Ankang Monster!

Evolved from deep-sea anglerfish, Ankang monsters occasionally appear in the coastal areas of the island, with a strong desire to attack, and seriously threaten the lives of fishermen.

As a food, the meat of the Ankang Monsters is not good enough, but the tentacles they use to glow to lure their prey closer are a high-quality ingredient that is almost non-radioactive and can be eaten without cooking.

Tan Zhen took a pot of hot wine from the maid's hand, and the bottle label vaguely saw the three words Xiaolanggao, with an alcohol content of 70.

"I heard that in the past, many of the businesses of people living in this land were negotiated at the wine table." The boat boss glanced at the two who had never moved his chopsticks, pointed to the fried pearl squid in front of him, asked Tan Zhen to clip a piece for him, and pointed to the steamed mire crab eggs, and asked Tan Zhen to dig a spoonful for him, and then picked up the wine glass and looked at Tang Yan and Zang Feng.

Knowing that there was no problem with the wine and food, Tang Yan was not hypocritical, took a sip of the wine glass, and put some vegetables in his mouth.

It was the first lunch he had since he came into this world that could be called a "big meal".

……

"When it comes to cooking seafood dishes, to put it bluntly, my chef is second, and no one in the whole peninsula dares to say first." After three rounds of drinking, I don't know if the alcohol stimulates the spirit, or the stomach has food and the heart is not panicked, the ship's boss is much more fluent than before.

Tang Yan didn't answer, looked at the scene outside the window, put down his chopsticks and said, "Accept it warmly, thank you for your hospitality, isn't it time to talk about business next?" ”

The ship's boss narrowed his eyes: "Listen to me a story before that." ”

Tang Yan wanted to say "yes", but was interrupted by a voice in his head, and the system prompted that there were reward points in the account.

PS: Today's guarantee task is completed, well, I overestimated my ability, seven and a half hours have passed on the shelves, and half of the five hundred cuts are the current first order number, it seems that there is no need to prepare the fourth shift today.

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