In the previous life, the oil resources of the Middle East were simply God-given wealth, and the huge reserves of shallow oil were so widely distributed that they could easily produce thousands of barrels of crude oil without the need for advanced oil extraction technology. Moreover, in other regions such as Siberia, Alaska, and Yugoslavia, there is also deep oil, and if it were not for the exploitation technology and exploitation reasons, there would be no such thing as a so-called lack of oil resources.

In this world, almost only the Middle East exists in the world's oil fields, but the reserves are not even one-tenth of the previous life, and after hundreds of years of exploitation, they are already on the verge of drying up, unable to supply the world with oil resources to maintain operation. As for the oil fields in other regions, they are all small-scale oil fields, and they will be exhausted in a few years, even if the Arras oil fields that have been discovered so far can only be pumped for more than ten or twenty years.

But now, at the end of 2059, the Middle East's oil resources are on the verge of depletion, which has almost affected the daily fuel needs. For civilians, gasoline, diesel and other supplies can no longer be purchased. By 2060, when the oil resources of the Middle East will be completely dried up, and the whole world will fall into an oil crisis, except for the fuel needed for the military, all the fuel for daily civilians has been canceled. Of course, this is also the world's vigorous development of nuclear energy, and in just a dozen years surpassed the nuclear technology of the previous life.

"Even gasoline is available in limited quantities, which seems a bit unpleasant."

Slowly furrowing his eyebrows, Liszt looked out the window at the depressed streets, the sparse crowds and vehicles seemed to make the small city into twilight. A large number of citizens chose to move away from this small city, and in addition, it was not a necessary transportation point, and it was simply decayed in half a month. And he watched a police car drive slowly not far away, but he couldn't help but think of a city, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's exactly like Detroit." ”

Detroit, the most powerful industrial city in the United States in the past and the unrivaled city of automobiles, is also the same in this life. But as the oil crisis became more violent in this world, Detroit's glory also took a sharp turn at its peak, and almost in two or three years it decayed into an empty city, with cases of law and order, crime, and drug pins emerging one after another, normal people want to escape, and criminals are not willing to wade into this filthy quagmire casually. It can be said that among the American federation in the United States now, Detroit is the most notorious city, or the concentration of rotten people.

"Hey, Liszt, why are you so negative, let's go have a drink in the evening."

Gary, a black boy on the side, is still a stupid and bold man who is not afraid of the sky falling, even if Liszt told him the fact that a nuclear war would break out more than ten years later, he probably scoffed at it, and he went to a nightclub as much as he wanted, and he was chic as he was. Or this is the tradition of black people who are not afraid of heaven and earth, and Liszt felt a little envious of this foolish life.

The stereo in the car has been turned up to a loud volume, and the old-fashioned style with a very rhythmic vagueness makes him nod his head and move his body quite happily. But he suddenly remembered something, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, took out two bottles of things in the back seat with one hand, threw a bottle to Liszt, and took a big sip with his teeth to bite off the cap, and then exhaled a big breath, nodded with satisfaction: "Freshly chilled nuclear cola, take a big sip at this time, it's more refreshing than a cocktail!" ”

"Nuka-Cola?"

Liszt glanced at the familiar glass bottle, and suddenly couldn't help but smile on his face. Since the drink became popular all over the world a few years ago, it has become almost the only soft drink with a unique taste that conquers everyone's taste buds. Also biting the cap with his teeth, Liszt subconsciously wanted to wave his hand and throw it away, hesitated for a moment or put it in his pocket, but also shook his head with a wry smile and took a big sip, savoring the stimulating taste down his throat, and let out a long sigh: "It's pitiful." ”

"Pathetic? Why are you even putting away the bottle caps? You wouldn't think it's true that ten caps for one bottle of Nuclear Coke, right? ”

With few cars moving on the streets, even the police officers looked lazy, and Gary threw his head up to drink Nuka-Coke in one gulp, the unique taste of the frost that made him let out a long breath. Then he wiped his mouth with satisfaction, then threw away the empty bottle in his hand, and at the same time teased Liszt: "Don't be funny, a cocktail in the bar is worth more than a dozen bottles of nuclear Coke, and I don't see how much you cherish it, so you can vomit when you should vomit." ”

"Then at night, you drink a dozen bottles of nuclear Coke to see if you vomit."

Liszt touched the cap in his pocket, and a subtle feeling of a great time appeared in his heart. The feeling that he suddenly found himself on the cusp of a great time, and that he seemed to be an all-knowing and all-powerful prophet, also felt a little subtle to him. Especially when he touched the cap of the nuclear cola bottle in his pocket, this kind of strong currency in the radiation wasteland of his previous life, he couldn't help but stretch the co-pilot, looked at the car repair shop in front of him, and said slowly: "Maybe I should, change a little?" ”

"Liszt, what's wrong with you? Why haven't I seen you for a month, uh, it's not offensive, it's just that I suddenly think you're a little weird? ”

Gary on the side stared at Liszt next to him, and the whites of his eyes became quite obvious on his dark skin as his eyes widened. But for all the seriousness and surprise he seemed, his character was known to those who knew the black lad, and Liszt was no exception. Then, just like before, Gary suddenly laughed and patted Liszt on the shoulder and laughed, "It can't be a little girl, right?" You're going to make the beauties in the bar sad like that! ”

Gary's teasing also made Liszt react instantly, he looked at the door of the auto repair shop that had appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but take a long breath, and his mood stabilized. In any case, that nuclear war will eventually come, and he has special abilities, and he doesn't want to really fall into a hellish wasteland. Shaking his head vigorously, Liszt said to Gary, who was still shaking his body to the music, "Old Kyle is in front, let's pass this level first." ”

Right in front of the garage door, old Kyle, dressed in a denim suit, was standing there smoking a pipe, and four or five other lads were standing beside him. And when they saw Gary and Liszt driving over, they both raised their hands and waved, and the joy of seeing each other again was there, but a sadness also appeared on their faces, even old Kyle surprisingly did not get angry and yelled, but quietly watched Gary and Liszt stop the car.

"Wait, Kyle, what's wrong?"

Swallowing slightly, Gary, who had no heart or lungs, also felt some kind of oppressive atmosphere. He subconsciously put away the pretended happy expression on his face, looked at Old Kyle and the four or five colleagues around him with some embarrassment, still coughed lightly, and reluctantly smiled: "What's wrong with everyone?" And old Kyle, that's not quite right with your personality..."

Liszt also walked over, but he didn't speak, and stood side by side with the other colleagues, nodding to each other to say hello. Old Kyle in front of him smoked his pipe heavily, seeing that they were all together, he also slowly protruded two long cigarettes in his nasal cavity, and his throat seemed to have a hoarse feeling because of long-term smoking, he said slowly: "I have to say, even if it is a grand banquet, there will be a time to disperse after all." ”

As soon as he spoke, Gary and the others had shocked expressions on their faces, and even Liszt couldn't help but furrow. Because old Kyle's words, and his tone, were not anything to celebrate. And old Kyle saw the consternation on Liszt's face, he still took a puff of his pipe, and shook his head helplessly: "Everyone has seen the appearance of this small city, and our industry has reached winter." ”

"But everyone has a car, no matter how we can still repair the car, our auto repair shop is famous in the whole town, who doesn't know our reputation and craftsmanship?!"

Gary's eyes were completely wide, and he was also looking at old Kyle in front of him, but a sense of sadness suddenly flowed in his heart. Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already red, and he still attached great importance to his feelings, and he also subconsciously lowered his head, as if he couldn't look directly at old Kyle's gaze: "What do you mean... We... All fired? ”

"No, we're disbanded."

The mist of the pipe slowly spewed out of Old Kyle's mouth, he looked at Liszt who had a bad face in front of him, slowly reached out and took the pipe down, felt the mellow smoke spew out with his words, or shook his head and said: "Gasoline has been sold in limited quantities, and the cars will be less and less in the future, and we are unemployed..." ”

PS: Restore two more, ahem, sorry.