While Brown and Susan were playing various mini-games, Iron Slag entered Ashtower. www.biquge.info At this moment, he was wearing a loose gray cloth robe and a hood, covering his tarpaulin uniform and face. This is a common attire for cemetery travelers, because going deep into the radiation zone will cause different degrees of ulceration of the skin, so they are like lepers in ancient times, wrapping their whole body in cloth robes, and some even wear masks so as not to arouse the disgust of the local population.

Along the way, he found that the houses in Gray Tower Town were mainly made of stone, and a small part of them were made of wood and iron sheets, and the overall appearance was similar to that of Iron Mountain Town.

After walking for a while in the cold neighborhood, he came to a large semi-open square. As far as the eye can see, the stalls with various shade cloths stretch as far as the eye can see, and vendors and travelers in different costumes are busy among them, like a sea of colors. According to Uncle Nuo, this place is called "Gray Soil Market" and is the largest trading place in Gray Tower Town.

When he walked into the market, there were vendors shouting at him.

"Sir, do you want treatment powder? Anti-inflammatory and hemostasis, suppuration and stasis ......" "Military canned food, civilian canned food, luncheon meat, braised pork, fried dace, pineapple in sugar water, honey orange meat......" "All kinds of lubricants, combustion, car oil, gun oil, mutton oil, fire oil, ......"

"Sir, what do you want? I'll take you to see ......" "Sir, are you here for the first time?" It's a good thing here. The children followed, chattering and asking questions, wanting to be his guides.

Iron Slag walked between the stalls without saying a word, occasionally raising his head to look left and right. Moments later, he found the first target of his trip - a second-hand car shop. The shop consists of three large tents with dozens of old and new locomotives parked in between. At a glance, there are the "Sand Sea Flying Fish" of Wilderness Heavy Industry, the "Hanover War Horse" of Central Heavy Industry, the "Cruiser" of Western Heavy Industry, and all kinds of patchwork of unlicensed locomotives.

"What does this boss need?" The shopkeeper stepped forward, rubbed his hands, and asked enthusiastically.

"Buy a locomotive." Iron Slag said. When traveling in the wilderness, you must have a car, otherwise you don't know when you will be able to reach your destination on your feet.

"What price do you want?" The shopkeeper asked.

"Flying fish in the sand sea." Iron Slag asked, pointing to a seventy-percent new, silver-white painted locomotive that looked like a blade overall. The Sand Sea Flying Fish used to be his dream when he was a teenager, and it was very cost-effective, but since he met You Ge, the Sand Sea Flying Fish has become the lowest type, so he has never had it.

"Boss, you really know the goods, this car is the best in the store, it only sells for 890 gold ......," the shopkeeper introduced.

"What!" The brand-new Sand Sea Flying Fish is only more than 500 gold, and the shopkeeper's offer is simply treating him as a fool. Iron Slag's eyes narrowed, and he raised his head to look at the other party, and two cold gazes suddenly shot out, so frightened that the shopkeeper stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Old ...... Boss...... Over here...... It's all for the price, don't believe it...... I don't believe you're asking around......" The shopkeeper stammered as he stared.

"Why?" Iron Slag asked.

"You've just arrived, haven't you?" Waiting for the other party to nod, the shopkeeper continued, "This is a southern cemetery, and the vehicles are several times more expensive than the outside. He pointed to the flying fish in the sand sea and said, "The cost price of this car is more than 200 gold, but when you get off the ship, you have to pay more than 500 gold in commercial tax, and we can't sell it so expensive." ”

Hearing this, Tie Slag had no choice but to give up the flying fish in the sand sea and asked the shopkeeper if he had a locomotive of about 200 gold.

"How's this?" The shopkeeper then pointed to a dark green, bulky, backward wheeled locomotive and said, "The Great Wall Company's big iron rider is durable, but it consumes a little fuel, only two hundred and ten gold. ”

Looking at this locomotive that only sells for thirty gold in the Northern Wilderness, Iron Slag only feels unhappy. The big iron rider has no jet bags and can only rely on two large wheels to walk, which is very inconvenient. The only good thing is that the power is not bad, and it can transport goods. As for the speed of the vehicle, it can only reach more than 100 kilometers per hour at most, which can be described as a turtle crawling in this era of aerodynamic explosion.

"Great Wall Iron Rider, a good friend of wilderness travelers, I will go wherever you go, follow you to the ends of the earth......" During the hesitation of the iron slag, the shopkeeper waiting on the side read the advertising slogan of this locomotive. The words were catchy, and the tone was frustrating, and it seemed that he was constantly repeating.

Iron Slag got goosebumps when he heard this, waved his hand, interrupted him and said, "Okay, this is it." Then he took out his money bag, counted two hundred and ten gold coins, and then commanded, "Hang up two spare tanks, two canvas bags, and fill me up." ”

"No problem." The shopkeeper said, taking the gold coin.

"I don't know how to drive, pick me a good one, if something goes wrong halfway......" Iron Slag threatened in a deep voice.

"I know, I know......" The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly and said, "You are a big man, I will open a small shop, where dare I lie to you!" ”

Half an hour later, the iron slag rode out of the second-hand bicycle shop with a heavy iron and came to a white tent painted with a red cross. There are all kinds of potions displayed in glass cases, and a good-looking girl in a pure white nurse's uniform came forward and bowed and greeted, "Good morning, sir, how can I help you?" ”

"I'll take a look first." Iron Slag said casually. He knew that medicines were generally expensive, so he didn't ask around, so as not to be looked down upon by the little nurse. Then, he walked past the girl and into the store, browsing the shelves for medicines.

Due to his injuries last time and his strayed entry into the heavy radiation zone, he used two of the four emergency medical kits he carried, and the other medicines were also used. There are three main types of medicines he wants to buy this time, namely small treatment needles, Fortelin, and various toxin neutralizers. A small needle is a red serum injection containing 1 milligram of radium-2315, which is injected into the bloodstream to provide energy and speed up the recovery of body tissues. It is the same type of therapeutic injection as "Fire of Life", but the content and purity of radium-2315 are different. In addition to treating wounds, the needles also provide a quick recovery of strength. For example, now, Brown, who is playing various mini-games with Susan, gives her an injection to prevent her from fainting too soon.

Fortherin is the most common potion in the southern cemetery, and its main function is to neutralize the radiant energy in the body. As for all kinds of toxin neutralizers, they are to resist various mutated organisms, such as tomb man-eating ants, corpse parasitic wasps, black soil centipedes, fungus-eating poisonous scorpions, etc., all of which have various poison sacs in their bodies.

Judging from the price tag, the medicine here is much cheaper than in the Northern Wilderness, and even cheaper than the pharmacies in the western continent. It seems that the World Council and the Templars have gone to great lengths to control the number of mutated creatures using the Worms. Locomotives are means of transportation and will speed up the movement of people, so it should be strictly controlled, medicine is a necessity for survival, and in the southern cemeteries it is almost the same as grain, so the price is reduced. Iron slag couldn't help but think that if a vehicle was smuggled from the Northern Wilderness and then bought a large number of medicines to sell back, the huge profits would definitely be unimaginable.

Before he could think about it, a male voice came from behind him.

"If you see the person in the picture, let us know that there is a reward of two hundred gold."

"Okay~sir." Behind him came the well-behaved voice of the little nurse.

After the man walked out of the pharmacy, Iron Slag walked over seemingly casually, glanced at the portrait in the little nurse's hand quietly, and was suddenly shocked that the person on the portrait was himself. I didn't expect the wanted warrant to come so quickly, it almost took him breathless. He scolded You Ge secretly, then turned around and left the drugstore, hurriedly bought a few boxes of canned food and a tent, as well as kerosene stoves, military shovels, marching cups and other supplies for survival in the wild, bought another hundred scattered bullets, and left Gray Tower Town on a big iron horse.

Not long after leaving Gray Tower, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't tried those shotguns, so he stopped the car, took out the gale gun, and with a "click", opened the bomb bay, loaded two shots, and tried to fire a shot.

"Click......click" pulled the trigger several times in a row, but there was no response. He suddenly felt bad, scolding the profiteers and resenting You Ge, riding on the motorcycle and continuing to set off.

About an hour later, he crossed the bridge in Watermill Town and drove into the mid-radiation area south of the Sewage River. When the bridge was crossed, the four guards on the bridge were playing cards, and no one paid attention to him. The reason why they did not come forward to interrogate them was because most of the travelers in the southern cemetery had a certain combat ability. Not only do these people like to hide their appearance, but they also have a very short temper, which is very troublesome to check, so they usually turn a blind eye and ignore it if they can.

Shortly after crossing the bridge, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, stopped the locomotive, took out the map and compass, and examined it carefully.

The map was given to him by Ethan, and it was marked with a lot of information, but wherever Ethan went, there would be a simple explanation, the basic rules of the place, the state of stability, and the evaluation of the local leaders. It's a must on a trip to the Southern Cemetery, where the situation changes every day, and maybe what was friendly last time will change its leader next time.

Travelers and travelers often exchange information in order to avoid danger and increase the probability of survival.

Generally speaking, the more stable the cluster, the lower the probability of a leadership change, and the safer it is.

Iron Slag noticed that there was a stronghold called "Straw Nest" near where he landed last time, the rule was the "Law of the Wasteland", the stability was high, and the leader was called Scarecrow, and the evaluation was lustful, brutal, and basically trustworthy. After some browsing, he found that "lust" is not the highest level, there are "absurdity" and "lewdness" on it, and "bloodthirsty", "murderous" and "cannibalistic" on the brutality, etc., and below the basic trustworthiness there are "depending on the mood", "untrustworthy" and so on.

Looking at the map, the scarecrow is pretty good......

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