The Mellon Consortium, the headquarters of the Waste Pickers. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The carriage came galloping and stopped in front of the door. Dudian got out of the carriage, looked up at the huge sleeping building, and walked up the steps to the front of the entrance hall, only to see that it was extremely empty, and the figures of several scavengers in front of the hall were sightseeing in front of the notice board in front of the hall.

This manifesto board is dedicated to announcing the information required by the scavengers, mainly the changes in the various areas under the command of the Mellon consortium outside the wall, or the changes in other areas adjacent to it. When Du Dian entered the door, he glanced at it at random, and could see the messages on the notice board from a distance, one of which was actually the news of District 8, which roughly means that there are walking corpses in District 8, temporarily blocked, please scavengers do not enter.

Dudian knew that with the exception of those like them, who were occasionally assigned by the consortium to pick up waste in a specific area, the scavengers were free to move around the rest of the time, and could go to any of the Mellon Consortium's scavenger areas without restrictions. As a result, most scavengers come by to check on the latest changes in each area before each mission, in case they encounter a danger like the one they faced.

After all, these areas have been swept away, but how can the walking corpses and monsters ignore the land lines that people have divided, and often break into some areas that have already been scavenged, like the Dread Dread that Dudian met.

After taking a look, Du Dian followed the corridor inside the hall and headed upstairs.

"Huh, Dean?" Suddenly, a voice came.

Dudian turned his head to look, but it was Pete who had just come out of the office with a cup of hot coffee, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Pete." ”

"The supplies you picked up haven't been estimated yet, so you're here?" Pete wondered.

Dudian was equally strange, could it be that he hadn't heard about his own affairs? It suddenly occurred to me that the matter of the hunter seemed to need to be kept secret, and the ordinary scavenger could only rely on seniority like Scott and hear some gossip. It's just that Du Dian didn't expect that Pete's identity didn't get any news, so he immediately avoided the topic euphemistically, and said: "The above asked me to come over, it seems that there is something to do with me." ”

Pete was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, wrinkled his brows, and said to himself: "No, even if you doubt it, you newcomers will not be suspected......" Looking at Du Dian's puzzled gaze, he hesitated, approached Du Dian and whispered: "I guess I am looking for you above, it is about the walking corpse in the eighth district, I have heard about it, and in this accident in the eighth district, a hunter died, and a few days ago there was news from the hunter headquarters that you scavengers who entered the eighth district should be thoroughly investigated, but, There's no reason to suspect you newcomers, don't worry too much, just be careful when you speak. ”

Du Dian couldn't help but be stunned, and the cold hairs on his whole body stood up slightly, as if he was instinctively alert to danger, but soon found that he had overreacted, and his face quickly returned to naturalness, and said with a smile: "I see, I still wonder what to do, thank you Mr. Pete for the reminder!" ”

Pete smiled and said, "I look good at you, work hard!" With that, he left with a hot coffee.

Du Dian looked at his departing back, slowly turned his head, the smile on his face was gone, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light fainted, he thought that the Hunter Headquarters would investigate the eighth district at most, looking for traces from the scene, but he didn't expect to expand the scope of the thorough investigation to their scavengers, although he was not afraid, but such a big action was enough to show that the Hunter Headquarters took this matter very seriously!

He quickly recalled the traces of his own processing in his mind, and suddenly it occurred to him that this magic mark was the ability of every hunter, so could other hunters have any special abilities, such as a keen sense of smell like him?

Thinking of this, his fingers clenched slightly, and he made up his mind in his heart that even if anything was investigated above, he would be killed and denied!

He looked at the steps ahead, his expression calmed down, and he walked step by step.

There are four floors in the Scavenger Headquarters, each floor has a guard, which is a personal guard selected from the nobles belonging to the Mellon Consortium, only the nobles have the right to recruit private armed forces, but the number of places is limited, which is also one of the basic requirements for the Consortium to be able to stand.

When he came to the fourth floor, Du Dian stood in front of the cloister, not knowing which room door to knock on, and suddenly thought of the two attendants by the stairs, and immediately asked them about the room of "Mr. Utton", and after receiving guidance, he immediately found the dark red lacquered wooden door of a room on the left, and knocked softly.

The door opened, and it was a middle-aged housekeeper who opened the door, glanced Du Dian up and down, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "You are Du Dian who has just joined the consortium, please come in." ”

Dudian nodded slightly and entered the room.

The golden light suddenly hit him, and a faint fragrance wafted from all corners of the room, and the feet under which he stepped were extremely soft, and it turned out to be a crimson blanket. He glanced quickly and precisely across the room, and everything was in plain sight, all the tables, chairs, sofas, desks, and paintings, all of which were extremely expensive, crowded with an air of grace and opulence.

He sighed deeply in his heart, and looked at the position above the room, on the figure under a huge oil painting of a woman, this is a middle-aged man with a strong physique, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, a bit of murderous and cold temperament, and at the same time a little vicissitudes and laziness, the most eye-catching is the side of his chin, near the neck position, there is a finger-long scar.

The location of this scar is shocking, and people can't help but think that if it deviates by half a centimeter, it may have severed the carotid artery.

"Little one, come and sit." The middle-aged man looked at Du Dian with a little surprise in his eyes, and said with a smile.

Seeing that he was mild-mannered, and knew that he was not asking about the hunter, Dudian breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down.

"I've looked at your resume, and the radiation value measured before was only 0.8, less than one!" The middle-aged man 'Feiton' gently opened a notebook on the table, and smiled at Du Dian: "This time you just came back from outside the wall, and the radiation value in your body has only just broken one, but you just came back, the radiation content in your body is high, and after a while, the body will automatically adjust and adapt, and the radiation content should be reduced by about 0.1, in general, the radiation content is still less than one, little guy, do you know that this is the radiation content that only hunters have?" ”

Dudian nodded slightly, not surprised.

"So, it's not surprising that you were able to give birth to a scar, but I'd like to know if yours are ...... Where did it come from? He smiled slightly, but his eyes narrowed slowly, as if he was examining every subtle change in Dudian's face.