"Wow, it's so far away?"

Riding on a not-so-beautiful pony, Xue Qiong held the map in both hands, and while pressing the map, he made a meaningless complaint.

On the other horse, Canquillo frowned.

Even a person with thick lines like him felt that everything was a little abnormal.

Xue Qiong, even if the mayor can't really recruit him, how could he take on the long-term, troublesome, nanny-like job of "protecting the illegitimate daughter of a big man" for money?

That's for the sex? It's even more impossible, no matter in Cankilo's eyes, let alone lustful, this guy is a good citizen who never goes out at night, and he speculated that Xue Qiong needs money so much because he raised a woman, how could he deliberately go to other places to mess with flowers and grass?

And speaking of which, the task itself is also very weird.

The reason why they had to choose horses as a means of transportation was because the place they were going to was hundreds of kilometers southeast of New Seattle, and they didn't know anything about the output of the towns along the way, which forced them to choose these beasts that didn't need to be refueled or recharged, and they had to check the map from time to time so as not to get lost... On the other hand, if this road is so far and so troublesome, why should the employer go to New Seattle to find someone in pain?

What's even more bizarre is that Canquillo finds that it seems like he hasn't seen a living person for a long time since he was a third of the way through his trip.

Yes, the two of them also passed through several towns along the way, but without exception, these places were empty and without a single figure, like ghost towns... Although unlike most fools, Canquillo also knew that the world had been destroyed once, and that empty ghost towns were everywhere, these towns were different—they weren't "old" enough.

The fact that the objects had been discarded for no more than two years, and the fact that the map in hand was marked with the names of these towns means that the map was drawn at a time - at least a year ago, these towns still had a certain sense of existence as human settlements.

Not only that, but he also found many traces of human life being interrupted and suddenly disappeared, similar to a half-cooked dinner that was dried up, domestic animals that starved to death and then gnawed to bones by rats, a pack of "wolves" consisting mainly of freshly wild sausages and pit bulls.

And apart from the white bones of those domestic animals, he didn't even find a single human skeleton! And all the slightly valuable belongings in these ghost towns have also been looted obviously!!

Finally, when Canquillo first talked to Xue Qiong about it, this guy's response was also very unpredictable. He clearly remembered that in addition to frowning, Xue Qiong followed him and said, "Well... It's kind of weird. Otherwise, there was no other indication.

However, in fact, he has often shown distress in the past two days... I guess I can't figure it out myself, so I don't want to say it?

Thinking of this, Canquillo didn't continue to ask.

And Xue Qiong's side... It's not that he's completely clueless, but there are a lot of things he can't figure out.

Poison Island can't do this kind of slaughter. So he can basically be sure that it was Xiao Yun that Lu Ziqiao arranged for him to meet this time... But even Xiaoyun wouldn't do such a thing?

If you want to suck blood, then at most you can suck the prey into a human body, and if it's because of the body of a heroic spirit, you need to ingest the soul to replenish your magic power, then you don't need to eat all the flesh...

Could it be that this has nothing to do with Xiaoyun, it's just that Lu Ziqiao got a new boss for him to fight?

Of course, none of these doubts can be said.

In this way, the two trudged through the barren Great Plains of North America for more than a week in an awkward atmosphere before finally approaching the location marked by their employer on the map.

Unexpectedly, after passing through several empty "ghost towns", in front of the two, this town of less than a thousand people is unexpectedly stable and prosperous...

Even the prosperity is a little abnormal.

Walking past the market, you can see that everyone here has a satisfied and confident smile on their faces, and they are infecting everyone around them.

The quality of the townsfolk is not so high that it is not so high, but at least it is better than the mob in New Seattle.

There were no starvations, no beggars, not even a few moxican thugs. In the harsh natural environment, the clothes on the citizens are of different styles, although they are not necessarily clean and tidy, but at least they are not worn out like rags, and more than 80% of the people still wear more than one piece of gold and silver jewelry... In this wasteland, this is already a very local tyrant.

The sharp-eyed Canquillo noticed a hollowed-out gold necklace for sale at a deserted stall, and that pattern, which he had seen two days earlier—at the entrance of the largest mansion in a ghost town.

He squatted down in front of the stall, pretending to be interested in asking about the price, and then pretending to be casual and asked, "This seems to be a new product, where did you get it?" ”

It can't be said that it was unexpected, but after Canquillo asked this, the sincere smile on the stall owner's face suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a vigilant smirk, but he asked rhetorically: "The guest just came from out of town, right?" ”

Canquilo, who was obsessed with getting to the bottom of things, had just taken out a few gold coins and wanted to pry open the mouth of the goods with the money, but Xue Qiong had already come over and said bluntly: "We were invited by Mayor Marshall to serve as Miss Flo's bodyguard. ”

The two of them could clearly notice that the stall owner's expression changed several times in a second: surprise, mockery, pity, and finally flattery and enthusiasm, "Eh, it turned out to be Mr. Mayor's guest?" ”

But instead of answering Canquillo's previous question, he swept his eyes over the two of them twice, and unceremoniously accepted the gold coin, and said at the same time: "Tsk, what a wonderful young man, so strong, it's no wonder that he will be valued by the town mayor..."

Xue Qiong and Canquillo glanced at each other.

Is this Miss Flo so fond of the sturdy guy that she likes it to the point where everyone in the town knows it?!

And looking at the stall owner's appearance, it seems that he can't ask anything.

The two parted ways with a tacit understanding, and each went to collect intelligence... A few hours later, they met again on the edge of a calm, mirror-like lake.

Canquillo stood by the lake, holding his hands in his hands, "This lake is quite big, but how can it be so small?" ”

In a desolate wasteland after nuclear war, a clean, stable source of water meant a lifeline.

And this inland lake, which originates from the snow-capped mountains dozens of kilometers away, is at least five kilometers in diameter, and can still be seen with a little fishing lantern dotted around at night, not to mention supporting the development of nearby towns to the size of New Seattle, but only supporting a mere seven or eight hundred people, it still feels a bit of a violent thing.

"After all, there's only one lake here." Xue Qiong broke the key in one sentence.

Named after the town of Round Lake, there are no industrial facilities left over from the previous era, except for a large lake that provides plenty of food and water, which also makes the residents here have no worries about food and clothing, but the overall standard of living has reached the upper limit of the Middle Ages.

Especially in the eyes of these two "non-aborigines", the shape of this lake is really a bit too round, and it does not look like it was formed naturally at all... It's easy to think that this is actually a large-yield* crater, and although there is relatively little radioactive material left*, of course, the surrounding area has been completely razed and there is nothing left.

As for the gold and silver treasures of the townspeople? After inquiring, the two also found that the reason was surprisingly simple... They just went to a few ghost towns around to pick up garbage. As for why there is no one left in those cities, the townspeople also have different opinions, and all kinds of strange explanations have emerged, but none of them are credible.

In addition, when the name "Miss Flo" is mentioned, the townspeople almost invariably put on a "you know" expression, and after laughing twice, they want to change the subject...

And under questioning, I can only learn that she lives in a mansion by the lake...

Fortunately, the impatient Xue Qiong decided to take a simple and rude approach, and in a certain alley, he used the black light virus to absorb several people, read part of their memories, and finally saw some information broken into several pieces:

"Miss Flo met Mr. Mayor seven months ago and moved here."

"Every once in a while, maids and guards are recruited, but these young men and women will only stay in the house for a few weeks before they are fired and given a large sum of money."

"That doesn't look like a living person, Jerry next door has lost dozens of pounds since he came back, although he didn't say anything, but he was definitely squeezed dry, right?!"

After telling Canquillo these words, and explaining a little with the "official special means of inquiry", Xue Qiong continued: "But this Miss Flo seems to have a half-sister who also moved in with her a little later... Her reputation is much better. ”

"Her name is Artoria, and she is often very enthusiastic about helping people, just like Lei Feng."

Noticing that the corners of Xue Qiong's mouth curled slightly when she said this, Cankilo said, "What, this person is the purpose of your coming here?" ”

"You should be the one." Xue Qiong was noncommittal, "I just think... It's getting more and more interesting..."

"So what now?"

"What else can I do?" Xue Qiong pointed to the stone building in the distance, "Of course, I went to report to the place where I work." ”

"Hey, such a strange place, are you sure??"

"Or what do you think?" Xue Qiong walked away directly.

"Crazy line!?" Canquillo gave a middle finger, but followed...