The wind was strong in the early morning, and they swept the clouds wildly, like shepherds on the grassland, pushing the big black clouds into the sky like a flock of sheep. Then the blue sky reappeared, and the warm and soft sunlight was particularly comfortable under the light clouds. But the good times were short-lived, and the wind once again pushed the clouds back into their original positions. The sky was overcast again, faintly accompanied by a dull thunder.

On the gentle slope of the outer part of the mountain range, a group of figures in gray-black combat uniforms are slowly moving forward.

The memory information obtained from the bovine-like mutant is very different from reality. According to the "statement" of the meat lump cell, it is only five days away from the nearest village to the east of the village of Zakka. However, Su Hao and his team have been walking on this road for six days and still have not seen any signs of human activity.

The gravity and special environment of this week destroyed almost all the supplies carried by the commandos. Even the paper and pen, Su Hao had to redo it according to the method on earth. It is still still mashed plants to make pulp, and then dried to obtain coarse paper. Although it is far from being as smooth as a machine, it finally has a way to record information and carry it forward.

From the time he left Moli Zaka Village, Su Hao had been drawing a map along the road. He found that the information of the ox-shaped mutant was not wrong, and that the five-day journey should refer to a straight-line distance from the interior of the mountain range. But it is clear that it is not possible for the natives to build villages within the reach of the mutants. Because of this, I chose to travel from the outskirts of the mountains, and the distance was naturally farther than expected.

Perhaps because all the mutants around Moli Zaka Village were killed, the team did not encounter any combat after leaving the village, and no trace of the mutants was found.

Military backpacks were thoroughly corroded in just a few days. Bacteria that survive in ultra-high gravity have unimaginably and terrifying destructive power to earth's products. As a last resort, Su Hao could only peel off the skin of the hunted mutants, soften them with the rough tanning method of the Moli Zaka, and then sew them into essential underwear and distribute them to all the "worker bees".

The Kevlar material from which the combat suit is made and its toughness, even so, cannot withstand the ubiquitous corrosive bacteria in the air. If it were an ordinary human coming here, I am afraid that it would not be able to hold out for even thirty minutes. Those bacteria are extremely penetrating and destructive, and can cause symptoms such as respiratory failure and extensive bleeding in internal organs in a short period of time. Fortunately, these invisible killers were powerless against the Fortifiers, and naturally they couldn't threaten Su Hao and his "worker bees" who had become beta-level evolutionary people.

The set of combat clothes on his body is Su Hao's last inventory. He had been dressed very carefully, for fear that something would tear him. However, he had already noticed that the material of the clothing had been damaged, and more than a dozen cracks had appeared on his abdomen, chest, and shoulders. The ceramic armor on the chest also began to crack. It's not so much a jumpsuit as it is a beggar outfit designed with an alternative twist.

Under a large tree with lush foliage, the team members sat down to rest, took out cooked meat from a pocket made of mutant human skin, and ate it slowly.

Su Hao scolded and took off his combat uniform and changed into the mutant leather underwear that had been prepared for a long time. Although tanned, the thing is still tight on the body. Without much material, the length of the pants can barely reach above the knee. It looks like women's gym pants in peacetime, but they are not breathable, and the genitals that are suffocated in the crotch are very uncomfortable, and there is a feeling of being soaked in hot and humid water.

Everyone feels the same way, but there is no better way.

A shaved "worker bee" tugged hard at the crotch of his pants and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I should cut a hole here to make it looser and more airy." Otherwise, you will get sick. ”

The "worker bee" next to him laughed: "Your eggs will see the light." Aren't you afraid of attracting a bunch of natives to eat you alive? Many women in the village have a need in this regard, and by doing so, you are simply seducing them and destroying the happiness of the indigenous family. ”

This is the reality in front of the commandos.

These leather pants are so uncomfortable to wear that people have invariably chosen to be naked when working in the halls of the pyramids. Of course, this only happens when the "worker bees" in the hall are all men. If there are female "worker bees" present, everyone will immediately put on their pants at a fast pace.

The villagers of Moli Zaka village do not know how to weave. They are shaded by husks or leaves. This special style of clothing is really difficult for the commandos to accept.

Glancing at the gloomy clouds overhead, Su Hao put the last piece of cooked meat into his mouth, shook his head and sighed, "Let's go!" If you're lucky, you'll be able to reach that village tonight. ”

……

Far on the horizon, the outline of a village appeared. Although it was very vague, it stimulated Su Hao and every member of his team like a heart booster. Everyone unexpectedly quickened their pace and ran wildly in that direction.

The walls are still nailed with wooden stakes sharpened at the top, but the wooden fence in this village is clearly not as intact as in the village of Moli Zaka. On this side that Su Hao could see alone, there were as many as seven destroyed locations. They were all forcibly knocked open from the outside, and the tightly packed stakes were either broken in the middle, some struck to the side. The surrounding ground was littered with rubble and wood chips, and there were many blackened blood marks on the walls.

This is obviously a sign of war, which makes Su Hao and the others become cautious. They gripped their weapons and slowly approached the village in battle formation.

There are two men guarding the entrance to the village. Their physical features were indistinguishable from those of the villagers of Molizaka, they were muscive, and they held sharpened spears in their hands, scanning them around with a wary gaze.

Su Hao's visual effects have gone beyond the normal range. From a distance of several hundred meters, you can still see the scene at the entrance of the village. Due to the gap in occlusion and line of sight, the two men were unaware of Su Hao and other outsiders.

A "worker bee" standing beside Su Hao muttered: "It's strange, they actually have clothes to wear?" ”

Su Hao also saw it. The two men were wearing clothes that resembled sleeveless blouses, which appeared to be textured with cotton and linen. Although the surface of the garment is a little dirty, and it probably hasn't been washed for a long time, it does not look very good, but it is a real garment after all, not a human skin that has been stripped from a mutant and treated only in the simplest way.

This discovery alone gave Su Hao the idea of contacting these people as soon as possible.

Soon, Su Hao and the two "worker bees" had already walked to a position that was enough for each other to see. As for the other members of the team, according to Su Hao's orders, they scattered and hid nearby, paying close attention to movements inside and outside the village.

"Stop! Who are you? ”

The sudden appearance of a stranger makes the two men look nervous. They clenched their spears and pointed their tips at the incoming man. But I don't know why, after seeing the clothes on Su Hao and the others, their nervous expressions began to loosen, and their expressions and eyes also had a few more mockery.

The man standing at the gate of the village put away his spear, blocked it in front of Su Hao, stared at him with indifference and disdain for nearly half a minute, before he let out a cold snort from his nostrils, turned sideways, raised his hand and pointed to a wooden house dozens of meters away, and said coldly: "Hurry up!" You're coming back too late, almost over. If it's a little bit later, you won't be able to catch up. ”

Although they didn't understand what the other party's words meant, Su Hao and the three of them walked in and walked in the direction of Mu.

Most of the village's buildings are also shacks, and the most prominent building is still a pyramid standing in the middle of the village. However, it looks very dilapidated, with several obvious cracks on the surface of the tower, and the weathering is also very serious, and under the gloomy canopy, it looks like a broken stone tablet that records the ages.

There are only a few children playing in the empty village. Su Hao released his thinking tentacles and found that dozens of figures were gathered in the wooden house. It's just that because I was in the back of the house, I couldn't see more of the scene.

Walking around to the front of the hut, two other men with weapons in their hands could already be seen. Like the guards at the entrance of the village, they were also wearing simple clothes, and when they saw Su Hao, their faces were full of disdain.

Su Hao frowned slightly.

Suddenly, he sensed that something was not quite right.

Although the guards at the entrance of the village and the wooden house have the same body shape and facial features as the villagers of Moli Zaka, their strength is a cut higher than that of the villagers, reaching the stage equivalent to "slaves".

This level of ability has surpassed that of agile mutants, to the extent that they can fight against bullish, pig and other powerful mutants.

The inside of the hut was almost full of people, forty or fifty in all. Judging by their appearance, they should all be local villagers. These people are still dressed in leaves or husks and hay. They have yellow faces and thin muscles, which are obviously due to a lack of food for a long time, resulting in nutritional deficiencies. Many of them had large bones, but they didn't even have the strength to stand, so they could only look at the center of the wooden house with tired and gloomy eyes.

There were seven or eight people there, divided into two groups. On one side of the party, there was only a rickety, thin old man, who was arguing emotionally.

"Honorable Lord Meng Qi, the conditions you offered are too low, and they are simply unacceptable."

"This is no longer normal trade, but plunder, robbery."

"Please, be merciful! You've bought most of the villagers, we still don't have food to survive the rainy season, and we can't defend ourselves against the mutants in the mountains. Be kind and save us. ”

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and he probably looked older than Veratora. The bony body was covered with scars and abscesses. Some of the wounds are old and leave only black marks. Some are apparently recent, have not yet formed scars, and are turned outwards with flesh and yellow pus oozing from the surface. Its back was bowed, its upper body was naked, and below it were leaves woven from rattan. It looks like a poor crooked shrimp struggling to die.

In the middle of the hut was a wooden bench with a cushion made of something I don't know what was used in the tunnel. The exposed part has a delicate pattern embroidered with silk threads, and on it sits a young man with a long figure, about twenty or thirty years old, with fair skin, extremely handsome, and called "Meng Qi" by the old man.

It was a kind of handsomeness that was quite similar to Su Hao and the "worker bee", but with an obvious demonic temperament.

Its figure has reached an almost perfect golden ratio, and its legs and feet are very long, which is simply a magnified male Barbie. The face is thin, the eye sockets are deep-set, and the high nose bridge makes the whole person look gloomy, but it is full of indescribable special beauty. If it were a time of peace on Earth, it would certainly be an enviable model at fashion show weeks and major car shows. It has long hair that doesn't belong to any beautiful woman, and it's tied back casually. This kind of dress does not make people feel weird at all, but it has a special temperament.

"Salam Saaka, we've had dozens of interactions since I first came to this village. As you should be aware, I'm a businessman. ”

Meng Qi's voice was a little hoarse, but it was magnetic, like a deep aria: "Suan Kakama Village has fallen. Including you, there are less than fifty people left in the village. You know very well that the rainy season is coming soon, and there are mutants everywhere outside. They've got smart noses, and they might rush in tonight. In the last battle, you lost hundreds of men. That's the amount of strength you have at your best. Still, you don't get anything out of it. The corpses of your own people, as well as the mutants who were killed, were all taken captive. You are still hungry, without food, and you can't even walk, let alone stay and fight. ”

Salam Saaka, the old man who was arguing with Meng Qi, gasped, stared at his reddened eyes, and pleaded: "Please, be merciful!" We just need a little food, you have a lot of it, and you can help us through this. ”

Meng Qi was wearing a very luxurious set of clothes. Of course, the word "luxury" is just a contrast to the rest of the people in the cabin. It was a cloth woven with fine threads, perhaps linen or cotton, but in any case it could not be compared with the fine silk or other cloth products of the earth. To put it mildly, if the clothes on the guards at the entrance of the village and in front of the wooden house were considered sacks of linen, then the clothes on Meng Qi's body were at best whiter, thinner pockets of flour.

"I'm not asking too much."

Meng Qi clearly knew how to negotiate with the impoverished, half-starved villagers in front of him. It glanced at Salam Saaka and said lightly, "I can feed you." Not only that, but there are enough clothes, a warm house, enough firewood and charcoal to get you through the winter. Of course, it's too early to say that. After all, it's only summer, and the rainy season hasn't come yet. However, you are well aware of the situation in Suan Kacama Village. You've been running out of food since last week, and if I hadn't arrived in time, you'd have starved to death. ”

After a pause, Meng Qi looked at the old man Salam Saaka without smiling, and said darkly: "In the previous transactions, we have cooperated very happily. You know very well that I have no ill will towards you. The villagers I bought were properly resettled. I'll admit that I did earn some of the difference from them, which is something a businessman should do. I'm a fair person who never buys and sells. In the past, the villagers had come with me of their own free will, and now they are the same. ”

"Voluntary?"

Salam Saaka was obviously violently stimulated by this statement, his eyes suddenly widened, and his tone was pathetic: "If you are not forced into a helpless situation, who would be willing to sell your freedom?" 300 catties of sock tubers for a man in the prime of life, 400 catties of sok for a woman, this is the price you offer. These tubers grow quickly during the rainy season and are harvested in great quantities. You use this cheap stuff to trick our people away one by one. Now, we are the only ones left in the village. (For units of measurement such as weight and time, the earth shall prevail)

"Huh! It's not what you say it is. ”

Although Meng Qi's words were cold, his face was always smiling, as if he didn't care about Salam Saaka's grief and anger at all, and shook his head leisurely: "That's right, the yield of Sok tubers in the rainy season is indeed the highest in the year. But so what? Even if you sow a kilogram of seeds and harvest ten tons of socks, that's just something that hasn't happened yet. Of course, you can also take people up to the mountains to hunt and sow more food crops. But how many Sock tubers do you have now? How much tok corn is there? How much dried meat is there? Will you and the people in the village be able to eat? Open your eyes and take a good look! That's the most important question. No matter how vile, shameless, or dirty my behavior is, it is my own business. There is only one question before all the people in Suan Kakama Village———— if I am gone, no later than three days, dear Priest of Salam Saaka, including you, all the people here will die. ”

Salam Saaka's round eyes were bloodshot, and it stared at the smiling Meng Qi viciously, and its angry expression became more and more depressed. The wordless resistance lasted less than half a minute, and all the confidence and obsession of Salam Saaka collapsed. It staggered back a few steps, leaned against the wall, and slowly slid down, slumping to the ground.

Meng Qi knew the situation in Suan Kakama village inside out. Yes, there is not a single grain left in the village, and all the villagers are starving. In a few days, the first rainy season of the year will begin. Sock tubers grow extremely fast in hot and humid environments, and the yield is extremely rich. However, as Meng Qi said, whether it is a bumper harvest or a decrease in production, it will be a matter of a few months. Even if they starved, the villagers of Suan Kakama village could not support until that time. What's more, the village will be constantly attacked by mutants. Without food, without strength, even the most courageous warriors could not take up arms to resist.