The militiamen guarding the mountain road pass in Raccoon Town expressed great surprise at the visit.

"Is there anyone else in this world?" said a militiaman who was very old and had half of his hair and looked like he was about to retire, "I haven't seen an outsider in almost ten years!"

Alfien smiled and explained, her beauty and psychic strength working so well that the skeptical and wary militiamen were temporarily relieved - or perhaps the fact that the traversers were not in a hurry to enter the town reassured them.

After some talking, she got a lot of valuable information from the militia. For example, there were many towns and villages in this world, but with the passage of time and the invasion of monsters, the towns and villages gradually became deserted, and the survivors continued to gather in those safer places, and after escaping and migrating again and again, the remaining people finally gathered here.

Now, the thousands of people in Raccoon Town are almost the last of the world's population.

However, in the last two years, the monsters have been quite honest, and there have been no large-scale attacks. Although the people of Raccoon Town lack food and clothing, they can barely make ends meet, and their lives are naturally not comfortable, but at least they are still alive, or at least they are still alive, or at least they are still living like individuals, and they have not become corpses and living monsters.

The militia is not willing to let all the traversers go up the mountain, the team of nearly thirty people is too large, and they know at a glance that they have the ability, if they get to the town to make trouble, I am afraid that Raccoon Town will become history, and the human civilization in this world will be cut off.

After discussion, it was finally six people who could go up the mountain, all of whom were handsome men and beautiful women, and Yunero had a lot of opinions about this—he felt that it was discrimination.

"It's not my fault that I'm ugly!, why can't I go up the mountain if I'm ugly?" he protested.

"It's not because you're ugly. The militia captain, the old militia who was about to retire, said, "You're too big, and children will be afraid." ”

"It's not because I'm ugly!If I look handsome, let's say I'm as handsome as he is—" Yuneruo pointed to Aaron, who had been qualified to climb the mountain, "Will you not let me go up the mountain because I'm tall?"

The militiamen fell silent.

Aaron, the game ID is cold wind, the profession is a taboo scholar, and the race is a royal capital.

Although he has a bad reputation, although he likes to do evil experiments, although he is ruthless...... But he's handsome.

Although he can't be compared with a handsome man like Wang Tuhao, Aaron is actually a handsome guy, and he belongs to the kind of person who walks on the road and makes the little girl can't help but look back at him a few more times. So although he put on a cold-faced paralyzed posture that no one should enter, the militia still chose to let him go up the mountain, on the grounds that "cold men look more reliable, not like they will make trouble."

It's no wonder that Yunero will complain with grief and indignation, if you want to talk about character, he Yunero may not be able to compare with the chivalrous and righteous holy warrior Panda, but at least he is better than Aaron, an evil scientist!

How did these blind guys see that Aaron was "more reliable" and "wouldn't make trouble"!

Because Yunero took the lead, many people made a fuss. There are really not many handsome people among the traversers, and most of them are strange-looking. But if they are reliable and don't like to make trouble, almost every self they feel better than Aaron.

If it weren't for the panda's persuasion, everyone might have been making trouble here at the pass.

After making such a fuss for a long time, they finally respected the decision of the militia and let the five elected people go up the mountain.

As for Aaron, they kept him.

"You don't want him in town. ”

"yes, it's for your good!"

"Don't ask him what he does. ”

"Really, it's for your good!"

The militiamen were very curious about this handsome man in white who was forcibly left behind by his companions. However, Aaron didn't want to talk nonsense with them, and the traversers didn't want to tell the militia what Aaron did.

Seeing that their spirits are not very good, what if they know Aaron's true face and are scared to death?

They had heard that Aaron had scared a herald to death when he was in the Iron Lock Fortress......

Aaron neither affirmed nor denied this hearsay news, and perhaps in his opinion, such gossip was worthless.

He was not angry when he was forbidden to go up the mountain, but he walked into the forest in the distance, collected some plants at random, and began to study and analyze.

"The world is weird and full of dangers. When Panda asked in the past, he explained, "If ordinary people in this world die, I won't be surprised at all, and I can even take it for granted." But there are actually survivors on this side of Raccoon Town, and there are quite a few of them...... I think there must be something special about the biosphere in this area, and it is worth studying it. ”

For his statement, Panda is in favor. But as for his research method, Panda said that he could not understand it at all.

Aaron didn't take out any bottles and cans, he just made a gray-green slime, and then threw the collected plant sample to the slime for the guy to eat, and then put his hand on the slime, closing his eyes and not knowing what he was doing.

"What are you doing here?"

"Analysis, comparison. ”

"So that you can analyze and compare?"

"That's right. ”

Listening to the impatience in Aaron's words, the panda wisely stepped aside and continued to exercise.

At the pass, the traversers took out food to share with the militia, and continued to inquire about the world by the way.

The militiamen were amazed at the clean food they had brought out. The militia captain said that such food was rare, and that only a few plots of farmland in the mountains could produce a little, and he also offered a piece of wheat cake for comparison.

The wheat cake was golden in color and toasted dry, but if you looked closely, you could see that there were some fine black spots in it, like bugs.

According to the militia, this is "clean food".

As for the unclean food, there is a lot of it in the pass. The storage bucket in the corner was full of ordinary food. They were gray tubers, powdery with a slightly fishy smell, and dried meat that was suspiciously bloody.

"No vegetables?" asked Gondor, who liked to eat vegetables.

"Vegetables? The militia captain said, "Vegetables can't be stored." ”

"What does that vegetable look like?" Gondor asked, pulling out a cabbage, his favorite vegetable, "Is that so?"

The militia captain took the cabbage, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but bite down.

Then he wept silently and said nothing.

Gondor stood on tiptoe, patted him on the shoulder, and didn't ask again.