In the past few days between He Xi and Hall, the Hall he has seen has always been indifferent, but since he saw the corpses of these marauders, it seems that he has changed as a person. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Hall was only halfway through his words, He Xi still vaguely deduced what would follow, and the young Hall had a crush on Rosie who came out of the vault, but these damn marauders destroyed everything and killed the five people who came out of the vault, but let Hall escape.

At this time, Keys and his party walked back with loot, but they kept a certain distance from Hall, who had just smashed the face of the marauder leader into meat sauce with the butt of his rifle, which left a deep shadow on their hearts.

Hale sat next to Hale, playing with the gold coins he had found from the Marauder leader.

"We're in big trouble."

"Does it have anything to do with Caesar?", He Xi said, looking at the gold coin in Hall's hand.

"Caesar! The self-proclaimed Caesar of the outcasts? Hearing Hall's words, the faces of Keith and the people behind him changed suddenly, Keith was fine, but the other people trembled as if they had heard something extremely terrible.

Caesar, by capturing the wasteland of the outcasts to earn resources, for the outcasts, even if they are eaten by the most terrible mutant creatures in the wasteland, they are not willing to be captured by Caesar's legion, because after being captured, being sold to others often represents death, and it is also a tortured death, in the wasteland, a world where food is a problem, how can it be possible to spend money to buy back to support an uncle, of course, to maximize the value of slaves, even if they die, they must squeeze the value to let them die.

And the slaves of good quality generally have to go through a brutal training before they are sold to others, and this part is often people with posture or special skills, and the group of outcasts in the wasteland can't provide these people, so Caesar's legions go to attack some small forces, plunder the population, and train them into slaves as part of the commodity.

Caesar is more ruthless than the slave traders of hundreds of years ago, at least the slave traders of hundreds of years ago would not have attacked their own compatriots, but Caesar is not, in his opinion, all the people in the wasteland are gold coins in his pocket, all of which he uses in exchange for supplies, and he also gave himself a nickname, called the nemesis of the outcasts, for some reason, several major forces in the wasteland have turned a blind eye to his actions, and the only enemy is the Republic of California, which is separated by a state.

"Are you sure it's Caesar," Keith said dryly to Hall.

"Look at the coin," said Hale, tossing it to Keith.

Keith hurriedly took the gold coin that Hall threw over, and looked at the Caesar head that had been stamped by the machine at one time.

"Maybe the caravan of the Legion was plundered by the marauders, it should be, hehe", Keith muttered to himself, and after speaking, he still laughed dryly, and he didn't know whether to comfort himself or to tell Hall who was standing next to He Xi.

Hall looked at Keys' appearance, pointed to the corpse on the ground whose face had turned into flesh, and said, "You go and peel off the clothes on his chest to see if it's a member of the Legion."

Listening to Hall's words, Keith clenched the gold coin in his hand, shook off the shadow of Caesar in his mind, and walked towards the corpse.

Walking to the corpse, looking at the bloody face on the corpse and the smell of blood from the pavement, Keith frowned, but he still forced himself to open the clothes on the corpse's chest, and in the process, his hands were inevitably stained with the flesh that had been smashed before.

All of this was left behind him after he saw the pattern on his chest.

There is a crudely made tattoo on the chest, and the crooked lines on it show how inferior the tattoo is.

But this was far from counteracting the impact on Keith, and after seeing this pattern, Keith's pupils contracted violently.

Above it was a skull with hollow eyes.

Although He Xi may not know what this skull means, Keith grew up listening to the terrible deeds of the skull owner.

Wandering in the wasteland, like a ghost-like existence, war, the collapse of order, let them awaken the cruel attributes of their ancestors thousands of years ago, the skeleton tattoo, is the symbol of the warrior in their tribe, humans, plant fruits, mutant creatures, as long as everything that can be hunted in the wasteland, is in their recipes.

It's not just a bedtime story to scare naughty kids, it's something that is actually played out in the wasteland.

Although their recipes are rich, they have a mad craving for human flesh, for which it is a delicious condiment, and they believe that mixing and eating human flesh with other foods will give them great strength.

At the same time, there was a folded paper stuffed in the clothes, after opening it, Case's face suddenly became very ugly, this paper was hidden under the clothes on the chest, if you don't open it, you can't see it at all, and it was perfectly ignored by Hall before.

Although the paper has been folded repeatedly, there are some deep creases on it, but the neat appearance on it is enough to see the careful care of the previous owner.

Keith handed the map to He Xi and Hale to look at.

The faces of the two of them were even more ugly than Keith.

The map is not very beautifully made, it is about forty or fifty centimeters long when fully rolled out, and it can even be said to be rough when it is not printed, and if it is not printed, it will even make people think that it is someone's hand-scribbled.

The lines representing the road are connected to small squares, He Xi carefully identified them, and found that the ones drawn on them were actually settlements, and the iron slag town where He Xi had stayed before could be found on it, and the name of the town was annotated with words on the side.

"This is our settlement, there are less than a hundred people in our settlement," Caesar said, pointing to a small square on the map that was only a few centimeters from Irons, but also had no name.

It appears that this map distinguishes agglomerations by the size of the population.

Hall looked at the map carefully, squinted his eyes and said, "This is to mark the settlements of the entire Arizona, it seems that Caesar is really ready to play big."

However, He Xi didn't see his shelter on the map, but looking back, this is also how it should be, if it was really easily discovered, what would it be called.