"Milestone: The Wanderer has been opened, and you will need to spend another night in 4 colonies with a population of 200 or more to earn this designation."

Early in the morning, on an old street in Joseph's town, Zhao Qian followed behind old Ivan with a silent face, and they were sent to inquire about the situation because of last night's incident. The same result was imposed on two black brothers.

This is the rule of the gathering place, or rather, this is just a small measure in the gathering place to solve some people who want to eat together. Otherwise, how could there be such an easy job in this wasteland, keeping vigil for two hours and taking care of two meals.

In addition to the effects of the strong radioactive dust brought by the snow water, the more dangerous is the mutated insects or beasts that can appear at any time at night, and the appearance of the Terminator is a small probability event.

But accidentally, he ran into Zhao Qian.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with them, but the black brothers insisted that the two sides had not changed shifts when the incident happened, because the shift change time period was a very vague concept, and they were more likely to be messing around with the idea that I will die and you will die.

Old Evan disagreed, and the angry old man even had the urge to pull out his gun and destroy the bastards.

There were some disputes between the parties, and there was no way, so in the end they had to send everyone out.

"Main quest 1: Wasteland Survival, 1/7 day has been completed, and you still need to spend 6 days in this world to complete the quest. (Note: 12:00 p.m. is counted as a day)"

"Milestone: Survival Specialist has been opened, you are currently alive for 1 day, and you need to survive for 59 days."

"You've accepted the side quest: Detective."

"Side Mission: Scouting."

"Difficulty: D"

"Mission Objective: To find out the truth about last night's inexplicable gunshots."

"Mission Suggestion: There are wild beasts in the area."

"Mission tip: Be careful, high radiation is deadly."

"Mission duration: one day."

Zhao Qianqian walked on the streets that had been completely deserted, and the sleet that had fallen last night could not see even a little snow and water, only the dust on the streets, the withered or luxuriant weeds growing in the cracks in the streets, and the small bushes that had completely withered.

Fortunately, the radiation source here is not particularly strong from the big city, and humans can still survive.

The piece of grass on the side of the road should have been a meadow before the end of the world, and at least you could still see a thing or two from the rusty old cars parked next to it.

Rows, or rather, roads are littered with old and abandoned vehicles.

Many of them could even see a corpse with a long since dry bones in the driver's seat.

He looked not far away, a Mercedes-Benz with no license plate, and a family of three who died together.

Dry-flat tires say something unnoticed.

As you walked on, the broken shop windows on both sides of the road or the dusty walls were covered with dust, and some unknown insect was crawling on a plant that looked like a creeper spreading across the walls.

In the distance, a few mice popped out of the corner, much larger than a house cat.

Obsolescence and death.

Keeping up with old Evan, he picked through the ruins with his sophisticated gaze.

Passing by an intersection, the old man pointed to the bones hanging from the high-voltage power lines next to the traffic lights not far away.

"That's Lisa, my old neighbor."

Zhao Qian raised his head and looked, the color of the traffic light on it had long been obscured by dust, and it could not be revealed, but some traces of bird droppings could be vaguely seen on it.

A gust of wind blew.

With a crisp sound, a bone fell to the ground, startling the short and fat black man, and the tall man next to him raised his weapon, which was ready to be loaded.

A piece of ribs.

"Time: May 14, 2020, 9:04 p.m."

"Location: Texas, USA (unknown)"

"Scene: Terminator"

"Difficulty: Complex (Grade C)"

"Reduced pain sensation: 0%."

"Additional Personal Ability Enhancement: 0%."

"Mission Unit Strength: Unsure."

"Current scene exploration: 0.1%."

"As a side note: This scene is a killing scene, and if a traveler is killed, the corresponding summoning key will be dropped. The data-based character information module is enabled. Passengers can check their personal attributes at any time through the ticket. ”

"You will automatically master the relevant language and be able to communicate and interact with people in the world fluently. Leave the world and forget. ”

"Number of tasks accepted: 2."

"Your appearance has been processed and automatically restored when you return to the real world. You can also adjust the appearance of the station hotel. If you have any questions, you can silently read the relevant questions in your mind and check through the ticket, and if you have the permission, you can get an answer. ”

“help！”

A cry for help came from an abandoned building, and old Evan raised his old shotgun from the underground gathering place and looked over at a young man waving at them.

"My companion is injured and we need help."

Anxious voices echoed through the somewhat empty streets. It's possible that they were the ones who came to town last night.

Luckily, it's nothing else.

Little by little, I walked forward, and saw that it was a person, the short and fat black man put down the gun in his hand a little, and glanced at the man who had no weapon in his hand, he was wearing a mud-covered shirt, and some scars from something could still be seen on his face and arms.

It's human, that's right.

"Who are you?"

The tall black man interrogated the strange white man in front of him. After a few more questions, I made sure that there was no problem.

The four of them carefully followed the man to a shady part of the building, where a man with a simple wound was lying on the ground, moaning in a daze. looks like a high fever that doesn't go away.

The smell of blood.

Old Evan and the tall black man looked at each other silently and nodded, and the few weapons on the ground that had not been picked up proved that this man had no intention of fighting any of them.

"Wanderer."

The young man lowered his head, looking a little depressed.

"We just arrived in town last night and who knew we were met with a large group of hounds. As a result, everyone but me and him died. ”

"You ...... on a nuclear snow day"

The chunky guy interrupted, looking a little puzzled or thinking he was taking advantage of the other's hole.

"It's easy to hide from those things on a nuclear snow day."

Old Evan replied to the young man, who was obviously a man with a story. From his pocket, he handed over the tin pot with little liquor left. It's rare for this always optimistic old guy to see him with such an expression.

"Drink it, you'll feel better."

looked at the guy on the ground with a high fever that didn't go away, and it seemed that it was estimated that the chance of wound infection was greater, and he couldn't be saved.

"It's perfect."

Seeing the young man take a sip of the vodka in the old Evan flask, Zhao Qian, who was silent on the side, suddenly said.

Facing everyone's puzzled faces, the sword was also taken out at this time, but it seemed to outsiders that the sword had always been at his waist. Now it's being pulled out.

"As long as the seriously injured patient in front of you dies, you will be able to blend into the gathering place without worry. Isn't it? Mechanical friends. ”

"Whatyousay."

But there was no answer, only a sword that everyone did not react to, and the sword had already been swung during the conversation.

"Dang!"

A metal knock rang out from inside the empty ruins of the building.

The sword slashed at the young man's right arm, but there was no way to cut in half a minute.

With a swing of his left hand, the swordsman took half a step back. The punch made a muffled sound in the air.

"It has been recognized, and it has been reduced."

There was a flash of red in his eyes.

Zhao Qian watched the other party quickly pick up the guns on the ground.

Sure enough, yes.

To be honest, he just instinctively used a recognition of this guy who suddenly appeared in this kind of bad plot in some movies.

Who knows, hit the jackpot.

ps: Book friend Jingguan Fangtian has a birthday, I wish Jingguan Fangtian brothers a happy birthday. It is hereby added. Thank you for your support.