With a motorcycle, the speed of the journey has increased a lot, but it still took Xuanzang and Bailong two days to reach the vicinity of that coordinate.

Xuanzang parked the car on a slope and walked to the top of the slope to look into the distance. What catches the eye is a small town of size, not a cave or a wooded area.

"So, the monster is hiding in a human settlement?" He found a pair of binoculars dropped by the rogue from the sidewheeler, stretched the lens and began to observe. The houses in the town are in good condition, one can even say clean, and can show signs of human activity, not a dead city.

Bai Long tilted his head to look at the town, and suddenly said: "This place is a bit similar to the Shepanshan Iron and Steel Factory, the houses are all made of iron frames, but there are also some brick houses in the middle. ”

"Is there really a steel mill in Shepanshan?" Xuanzang turned his head and asked in surprise.

"yes, you didn't see that? They hid on the back side of the mountain. ”

"I just surmised from some rumors that there were." Xuanzang told Bailong about the slave trader and the branded corpse.

Bai Long thoughtfully folded his arms and said, "Your reasoning is quite accurate, they did buy a lot of slaves to keep the factory running, the dead one should have taken off his collar, but he didn't expect to be able to escape the unfortunate fate." ”

Xuanzang teased: "It's surprising that you didn't kill the entire steel plant." ”

"Hmph, am I the kind of person who has a murderous nature? But the people there are all crazy, and I don't want to deal with them. ”

"What's wrong with them?"

"I'm interested in seeing it for myself. Leave that one alone, hurry up and get into town. The white dragon urged.

However, after entering the town, they can't just catch someone and ask, "Do you have any monsters here?" Xuanzang looked at the passers-by who cast curious glances at them, and thought about how to get some clues from their mouths.

The name of the town is Gao Town, and it is written on the bulletin board at the entrance. The town is protected on all sides by walls, but it doesn't look tall and strong, and a small part of it has been destroyed, while the rest seem to have been rebuilt in recent years.

The town is well populated and has a wide variety of goods, second only to the Chang'an Refuge in prosperity. Compared with the closed underground fortress, this place naturally seems a little backward, but it has a kind of rugged vitality.

Food and water were available here, as well as leather jackets, boots, and other equipment suitable for long journeys, and it seems that travelers often pass through the area, and the inhabitants have become accustomed to such trades. However, Xuanzang noticed that no one traded weapons here, which was unusual for a market in the wasteland. Perhaps the town has already produced a manager and taken appropriate control measures.

The white dragon is attracted by a mutated two-headed horse, and teases it with hay, like a real innocent maiden. Xuanzang withdrew his gaze from her and chatted with the merchant who sold livestock.

"This town is so lively, uncle came from elsewhere to do business, right?"

"Huh, how do you know?"

"There is no grass near the town that can be grazing, I think the uncle is a horse breeder, so he shouldn't live in this town."

"The young man has good eyesight, I came from the other side of the mountain, and I exchanged this horse for some necessities." The merchant replied. He didn't have much vigilance against Xuanzang, which also shows that the level of law and order in Gaozhen is very good, and in the current era, only this kind of place can produce a bazaar for free trade.

"You've come all the way from so far?"

The merchant sighed with emotion: "There are a lot of things in Gaozhen, which is like our broken place." It would be nice if I could get a hukou in Gao Town and settle down here. ”

Does this town already have such a thing as a hukou? The level of civilization is really unexpectedly high.

Xuanzang chatted with the merchant about some trivial matters of life, and then changed the conversation and said: "Uncle, this high town is just falling in the wilderness, not relying on mountains or water, and the city walls are not very strong, are you not afraid of being attacked by robbers?" I've come from far away, I've never seen a town with so many people along the way, what is so magical about this place? ”

"I don't know about this, but seeing that everyone is very relieved to come and do business, I will follow. Strange to say, no robber has ever entered the city to plunder. The merchant thought for a moment and suggested, "You might as well ask the people in the town." There is a pig's head bar after the bazaar, which is very recognizable. The bartender there is well-informed and may be able to get the information you want. ”

Xuanzang thanked the merchant and called the white dragon to the other end of the market.

"It's really easy to recognize." The white dragon looked up at the top of the door of the pig's head bar, where there was literally a dried pig's head.

The two pushed open the door and walked in, and the bar was crowded but too quiet, except for a few people sitting together talking in whispers. Even though the others were sitting at the same table, they didn't talk to each other and drank their own wine.

Judging from their dress, most of them are foreign travelers, who maintain a relatively indifferent attitude towards others and deliberately distance themselves.

The appearance of the white dragon caused a commotion, but these people were only amazed by her beauty, and talked to her companions for a few words, and no one made any gestures such as accosting, and fortunately no one died.

"It's a weird place." The white dragon frowned.

Xuanzang explained: "Everyone doesn't know each other and doesn't trust each other, of course, it's not like the kind of virtual bar you see in the parent body. But it does seem to be a good place to exchange information. ”

The bar was filled with all sorts of people, from traveling merchants to ascetic monks, half-zombified mutants, and heavily armed mercenaries. With the right conversation skills, you can get a lot of information about the wasteland world from these people from all over the world.

Xuanzang and Bailong came to the bar, and the bartender with pigtails greeted them and asked, "What do you two drink?" ”

"Is there any coke?" Xuanzang's first thought of drink was this, he didn't have much interest in wine.

"Of course, the nuclear cola that has been stored for ten years has no steam leakage at all, and it can spray you in the face." The bartender proudly pulls out a bottle of Coke.

Bai Long said, "Mix me a cup of Long Island Iced Tea." ”

The bartender smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry miss, we don't have this kind of wine." ”

"Where's whiskey?"

"Not either."

"Okay, then agave."

"Miss is so tasteful, it seems that the wine you order is all legendary wine. We've only heard of tequila, but we've never been able to find a recipe to remake it. ”

The white dragon propped his head impatiently and asked, "What do you have?" ”

"The most popular thing in our store is the exclusive secret petrol bomb, and that's what they drink." The bartender said, "It's definitely strong enough to make you feel good!" Uh, though, for the young lady......"

"That's what I want." The white dragon interrupted him.

Xuanzang handed the bartender a few bottle caps found from the hooligans, took a big sip of Coke, and looked at the environment of the bar. The décor here is made from scrap materials, but it tries to create a casual atmosphere. The uniform worn by the bartender is also sewn from relatively good fabrics, and the vest is probably made of a long leather trench coat, which is quite elegant.

The wall behind the bar is covered with guns of all kinds, from the left wheel to the **. Xuanzang noticed the bartender's tense back and the habitual gestures that were inadvertently revealed when holding the wine, and judged that his strength could be ranked in the forefront even in the whole room, no wonder he could sit in such a crowded tavern.

"I'd like to ask if there are any special legends in your town." Xuanzang said to the bartender.

"Why does the gentleman ask?"

"I found that the town was not well guarded, and I could not see the guards patrolling, but the townspeople and even the surrounding residents were comfortable trading here and were not worried about the raids of the robbers. And the town is very open, all kinds of people can enter, and there is no conflict in sight. Compared to other places, it is too unusual. Does this high town have special care from the gods? ”

After hearing this, the bartender lowered his head and wiped the wine glass, hung it on the cup holder, and then replied: "There is no fairy, but there is a knight." ”