Shocked, Lao Maidou fell into shock.

This high-quality food is obviously a huge fortune, and he even wants to grab the old shotgun under the table and shoot and rob the money!

But he couldn't help it, it wasn't a conscience discovery, no one would have a conscience in this wasteland world, and simple siblings like Jessica and Little Jack were already the only kind wonders left in this world.

He considered that the other party had such food resources, and his own strength was definitely not weak, and Little Jack's bread was obviously given by the other party, so he couldn't be rude at this point.

"What can these be exchanged for?" Song Ying didn't care about the food, although he knew how valuable it was in this world.

Old Maidou didn't speak, but just turned sideways, revealing everything on the cabinet behind him.

His point is obvious, everything can be chosen.

In the end, Song Ying only needed the simplest things, a huge mechanical watch, a map of the surrounding 50 kilometers of sphere of influence, and two radiation suppression potions.

The green garbage truck drove away again, and the little bald Jack and Jessica stood in front of the door to see him off, knowing that it might be the last time they would see this strange man, and that the delicious bread might also be the last time they would enjoy it.

At this time, Song Ying, according to the instructions on the map, prepared to bypass those forces and go to the garbage dump where the garbage was destroyed to reduce some trouble.

Stop at a green garbage truck on a small hillside.

It's not that the car is out of gas, as a car that travels through a supermarket, the burning crossing energy is enough to support the car to travel around the world.

He was strapping a dilapidated machine with green paint on his left wrist.

Pip-beep boy.

Anyone who has played the game Fallout will be familiar with this piece of equipment.

The machine records the user's own physical data, even luck, and can also be used to choose equipment, listen to the radio, etc.

However, this is not the world of the game after all, and it is extremely unrealistic to want this broken machine to be a space equipment loaded with items.

"Just let me see, what does this thing do" Tightening the arm flick ~ sex strap, Song Ying pressed the boot button.

The green display flashed with snowflakes, and with a click, a small green figure appeared on the screen.

"Hiss" Song Ying hissed in pain, just a dozen needles pierced his arm, and then the reading message appeared on the green display screen of the beep boy, and then a villain appeared.

There are a variety of data displayed on it.

Physical strength, fitness, strength, agility, and more.

"If the normal person's value is 1, 1.5 seems to be good now" Song Ying nodded, took off his coat, mustered up all his strength, and instantly turned into a muscle giant.

Originally, the beep-beep boy embedded in his left arm looked very cumbersome like a big iron cuff, but now it looked like a small bracelet.

The above values are also changing rapidly, and all but the speed reduction is less than 1, and all of them are over 10!

"The beep boy may not be accurate in the test, but the approximate value can already let me see the difference between myself before and after my transformation" Song Ying was very satisfied and returned to a normal posture, as his body slowly lost weight, the value displayed by the beep boy also dropped rapidly, and finally became 1.5.

Health remains at the passing mark, but the longer he stays in the wasteland, the percentage of his health bar decreases to a greater extent, below which he will inevitably become a mutant.

However, looking at the anti-radiation agent on her body, Song Ying felt that she could hold on for a while.

Lao Maidou's map records the three major forces in the vicinity.

They are Oil Town, the Bullet Factory, and Old Joe, who controls the water source.

The tripartite forces control the surrounding 100 kilometers of land in a strong manner, and some small human towns can only survive and pay enough tribute and food to be protected, in other words, pay enough tribute to not be harassed.

Oil and water are the lifeblood of this world, representing energy and life, and as for bullets, they are weapons for aggression and defending the homeland.

As time progresses, the green garbage truck gradually drives into the gray area between the three forces......

On the sandy slope, two humans covered in white paint lay on the ground, brabecuing in the heat of ultraviolet rays, looking at the green garbage trucks that gradually appeared in front of them.

The bald man lying on his stomach on the left said, "Nax, it's the prey!" ”

"Catch him~, we need a blood bag!"

Two white-painted men waited quietly, waiting for the green car to drive into their aggressive zone.

On the other hand, Song Ying stopped suddenly, the green garbage truck is not fast, even worse than some motorcycles in the real world, it took four hours to only take more than 80 kilometers, and he can immediately drive out of the three major forces marked on the map, although the danger ahead is unknown, but according to Lao Maidou, it will never be more dangerous than these three forces.

At this moment, a loud roar of cars rang out.

Two modified off-road vehicles covered with iron sheets rushed out from behind the sand slope.

"There is an ambush" Song Ying frowned, he tried not to alarm the native natives, but he didn't expect to encounter nearby forces, the garbage dump is a plane of space-time shock interference, even if it passes through the supermarket itself, it will fluctuate every time.

Sometimes you can go directly to the incineration point, and when you are unlucky, you will be hundreds of kilometers away, just like Song Ying did at this time.

"Roar!! Roar!! ”

There were machine guns mounted on the tin buggy, and boys covered in white paint yelled at him like wild beasts.

Although Song Ying wanted to resist, according to the speed of the garbage truck, he gave up decisively and waited for the other party to come over.

The two cars approached, and down came a white man with a spear, really white from head to toe.

"Don't move!" The spear was pointed at Song Ying from the open driver's seat window.

"I don't intend to encroach on your land, I'm just a passing traveler" Song Ying raised her hands to signal that these emotional weirdos were no threat to themselves, but the white people who were obviously overloaded with adrenaline hormones didn't listen at all.

"Prey! Blood bags! Prey! Blood bags! A white man growled.

"Old Joe! Immortal Old Joe! Roar!! "The other one was even more excited.

"Brainwashed freaks?" Song Ying frowned, but she was still very obedient and got out of the driver, letting a white weirdo escort her away.

The garbage truck can have extremely unstable garbage, if it can't reach the incineration point with a strong time and space barrier, it will explode directly and cause the annihilation of this world, Song Ying doesn't want to die honorably for taking out the garbage.

So he surrendered decisively.

A white man drove a garbage truck, and he was crushed to the so-called "territory".

The artist is bold, he is not afraid of the so-called immortal old Qiao, the hard qigong is just beginning, he is itching, he can't wait to have a fight, and experience the taste of a hundred enemies, or even a thousand enemies.