"Boss, the forearm of the mutant mantis you want ......"

Before Wen Ya could finish her words, the owner of the improvised stall made a silent gesture, "Follow me." ”

The owner of the improvised stall opened a smart door, and Wen Ya followed the boss into a messy passage.

The passages lead in all directions, and corpses with only white bones can be seen everywhere, and the air is mixed with all kinds of strange smells.

The environment of this place is too bad, even the slum environment is not so bad.

"It's the edge of the central area, and some of these passages lead to the central area, and the other part leads to the slums, and people who don't have tickets and have valuables in their hands like to go here." The owner of the improvised stall threw out a sentence.

Fishing in troubled waters, killing people and overselling goods, Wen Ya understood the meaning of the boss's words.

The black market controller only guarantees the safety of those who enter the black market, and it is not within the scope of the controller's guarantee when it leaves the black market.

Those who have something in their hands and don't have an admission ticket want to sneak in through the back door, and they are targeted and lose their lives, and it is no wonder that others.

The owner of the improvised stall walked a few hundred meters with Wen Ya and came to an iron gate.

"Squeak".

The owner of the simple stall opened the door, and Wen Ya followed in.

A circular hall appeared in front of Wen Ya's eyes, with searchlights hanging from both sides of the wall, and a long table in the center of the hall was filled with all kinds of weapons that Wen Ya could not name.

These weapons don't look like knives, they don't look like swords, and it is not known what materials they are made of.

Among the many weapons, the only thing Wen Ya could distinguish was a bow and arrow in the same shape as a curved bow.

"Boss, what materials are these weapons made of?" Wen Ya asked curiously.

"The above ones are all made from a certain part of the mutated animals and plants, you don't have to be so outward, just call me the barbarian king or the king barbarian."

The Barbarian King took out a bottle of drink from the cabinet and handed it to Wen Ya.

Mutated animals and plants?

Wen Ya took the drink and put it aside, opening the sack, "Barbarian King, this is what you want." ”

"Very good, that's what I want, say you want glory, or do you want me to help you build weapons." The Barbarian King took out the forearm of a mutant mantis and nodded in satisfaction.

"Barbarian King, can you tell me what these weapons are for?" Wen Ya asked with interest.

"Little brother, it doesn't hurt to tell you, if you get good things in the future, send them to me, I can guarantee that no one in Vault 122 will build these things except me." The barbarian king tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of large white teeth.

"No problem, if you need anything, you can make a list for me, and if I get it, I'll send it to you." Wen Ya agreed to come down.

"After the thermonuclear explosion, the creatures left on the ground were irradiated, either dead or mutated, and many hot weapons and cold weapons became more and more useless to them."

"Let's talk about the mutant mantis you hunted, I think it must have taken a lot of effort to get your forearms down, and if you use a certain part of the mutant creature to create a weapon, it will be much easier."

"What's the saying? One thing overcomes one thing, that's the truth. ”

Wen Ya's heart suddenly brightened when she heard what the barbarian king said, and the military dagger that was as sharp as iron cut the forearm of the mutant mantis, and as a result, the military dagger was directly abolished.

Mutation and evolution are going on all the time, and if humanity wants to completely eradicate these things, it will definitely not work with conventional weapons.

As the saying goes, change is common, and if you don't change, you die.

"Now, I want to see if you have a dagger here?"