There were three people who came out from behind the rubble, each of them clad in rags, only one of whom had a very worn firearm in his hand, while the other two had crossbows in their hands.

The eyes of the three people changed, staring at the weapon in Chen Mo's hand like hungry wolves. One of the younger ones even looked at the bullet casings on the ground and couldn't look away.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, suddenly shook his hand, raised his pistol, pointed at a half-collapsed ruin not far away, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

'Bang bang!' a few bullets stirred up a few clouds of dust around a strange man lying in the ruins with a rifle in his hand.

The strange man who was covered in all kinds of messy rags and put together clothes haphazardly screamed and fell directly from the ruins. The rifle in his hand was also still on the side.

"Don't move. Chen Mo squinted his eyes and pointed his pistol at the few humans in front of him who looked quite normal, "Throw away all the weapons." ”

An old man standing in the middle moved the corners of his mouth and was about to throw away the broken gun in his hand, when the young man on the side immediately shouted eagerly, "Don't!"

'Bang!' Two bullets hit the young man's feet, causing him to jump in fright.

"I said one last time, throw the weapon away. Chen Mo stepped forward slowly, his voice cold.

The weapons in the hands of the three men were still on the ground, and they all looked at their weapons with painful faces. It looks like it's cherished.

"Who are you?" After disarming a few people, Chen Mo began to ask, "What are you doing here?"

"Don't get me wrong, outsiders. The old man in the middle hurriedly exclaimed, "We're just hunting." When I heard a gunshot, I came over and took a look. We have no ill will. ”

"Hunting?" Chen Mo glanced at the monsters that had turned into corpses, "These are the prey?"

"No, these are mutants. The old man explained, "We are residents of a nearby settlement, and we have come out to find some mutant animals to eat." ”

According to the old man's explanation, Chen Mo roughly began to understand the situation in this world.

Decades ago, when the old man was still a baby, and his sons were not even born. A terrible nuclear war broke out in this world. The whole world was destroyed by terrible nuclear weapons.

After the end of the nuclear war, most of humanity was destroyed, and a small number of survivors either hid in underground settlements to survive. Either they are forced to stay on the ground and be baptized by nuclear radiation. Most of the people left on the ground died from the nuclear radiation, but some of them gradually mutated in the nuclear radiation and became the monsters that attacked Chen Mo before.

The old man and the others are survivors who hid underground, but although they hid underground to avoid being contaminated by nuclear radiation, they had to come out to find various food and goods due to the lack of various survival materials.

And the place where Chen Mo is at this time is the once famous Big Apple, New York.

As the world's largest city, it was naturally attacked most violently when nuclear war came. Although the ballistic missile defense system intercepted some of the attacking warheads, it was not possible to completely protect the entire city. In the end, it was destroyed by the terrifying power of nuclear weapons.

"Where are you a wanderer from?Detroit?Or Chicago?" The old man looked at Chen Mo with a strange gaze, "Why do you walk alone in such a dangerous place?" It's okay during the day now, but at night all kinds of mutated monsters are rampant everywhere, and you alone is the best food." ”

"Regardless of where I'm from, take me to your settlement now. Chen Mo put away his weapon and motioned for a few people to move freely and retrieve their weapons, "If you can, I want to hire you." ”

"Good!" the bearded old man rubbed his thick hands vigorously, "the nearby settlements know that my old Jack is the best hunter and guide. This is my son Little Jack, don't look at his young strength, he is definitely not worse than me. This is my companion Anderson, whose nickname is Living Map. There was nothing nearby that he didn't know. ”

Old Jack stretched out his hand and pointed to the sniper who was getting up not far away, "That's Bob, the best marksmanship." Even at night, you can shoot a ghost in the head!"

"Ghosts?" Chen Mo frowned. It can't be some kind of ghost myth here, right?

"It's a ghost. Little Jack, who had been staring at the bullet casings on the ground, explained aloud, "A mutant monster that only moves at night, is good at hiding and stealth, and moves very quickly. ”

"Our team is the best in the neighborhood. Old Jack patted his chest and boasted to Chen Mo, "If you want to hire us, everyone only needs a nuclear bottle cap a day!"

"Nuka-cap. This was the first time Chen Mo had heard the name of the quest item.

"Do you want these shells?" Chen Mo suddenly asked Little Jack.

"Of course!" Little Jack, who was excited, didn't see the old Jack's constant glances at him, "So many shells can be exchanged for a lot of things!"

"Hmm. Chen Mo laughed, "Very good, these shells are even my commission for you." Even if it's ten days. ”

"Don't bargain. Chen Mo waved his hand and interrupted the old Jack who wanted to defend himself, "If you agree, go pick up the bullet casing, if you don't agree, get out!"

The final result was not surprising, Chen Mo hired this small team to work for him for ten days with hundreds of bullet shells.

The world rules that you can't exchange goods brought from the world for goods, but you can exchange them for services. As for the nuclear bottle cap, after the nuclear war, the original order of the whole world completely collapsed, the government no longer existed, and the currency and other things naturally became waste paper.

A certain social order was gradually restored in the settlements everywhere, but the means of commerce could not always be barter. So, a whole new kind of currency was born. That was the cap of a pre-war drink, known as the nuclear cap. This may also be a kind of nostalgia for the survivors' good life in the past, which can be regarded as a kind of feeling.

Along with the bullets, the nuclear cap became the currency of the settlements. And the nuclear cap is the goal of the challengers.

"Why don't you wear protective clothing?" On the way to the settlement, Chen Mo looked at the old Jack and the others around him who were directly exposed to the high-value radiation environment without the slightest protection, and asked suspiciously, "You are not afraid of nuclear radiation?"

Old Jack looked at Chen Mo's three-defense suit with envy, "Who is not afraid of nuclear radiation?" Except for those mutants and mutant monsters, the survivors are all afraid of nuclear radiation. It's just that this kind of protective clothing is not something that people like us can have. That is, because of living long enough in this environment, the body also has a certain ability to resist. Therefore, it can be exposed to this environment for a short period of time. As for those who do not have the ability to resist nuclear radiation, they have long since died. ”

Natural selection, the evolution of human beings under the intense stimulus of the environment has been optimized for selection.

Those who are able to resist radiation for a short time can go out in search of supplies to survive, while those who are unable to resist radiation have no choice but to die. Nature's cruel elimination has never stopped.

Chen Mo carefully observed the physical condition of these people. It can be seen from their rough and dark skin, bloodshot eyes, and withered hair, that the so-called temporary resistance to nuclear radiation is not an absolute thing, and the strong nuclear radiation still takes a toll on their bodies.

Even, in the subsequent chatter, Chen Mo learned that Old Jack, who looked like an old man, was actually only in his thirties and less than forty this year. That's enough old Jack to brag all the way that he's a rare veteran in the settlement.

In the modern world, it is the age when you are in the prime of life, or even just starting a business, and here you have actually reached the point where you are going to be eliminated, and living one more day is to earn it. Looking at the tall ruins around you, it's hard to imagine that this was once the world's largest metropolis.

The group soon came to a ruin, and Old Jack skillfully lifted a large cement slab from the ground to reveal a manhole cover. After lifting the manhole cover, he drilled into it first.

"Why didn't you rob me of my things before?" After entering the manhole cover, Chen Mo walked at the back of the line and asked Bob in front of him.

"You can kill so many mutants alone, we can't beat you. Bob snorted perfunctorily.

"We don't have bullets. Little Jack told the truth of the matter: "We only have a few precious bullets, and we may not be able to kill you." If we don't kill you, we'll die. In the wasteland, only survival is the most important thing, and if you die outside, everything is over. Even the corpses will become food for the mutants and mutant beasts. ”

Chen Mo had killed so many mutants by himself before, and this kind of toughness was not something that survivors like Old Jack could see. Such a wanderer who dares to operate alone on the dangerous ground, if he can't be subdued with one blow, then the next thing is endless pursuit and revenge!

Old Jack, who only had a few precious bullets, watched Chen Mo easily shoot hundreds of bullets, and they knew that the gap between them and Chen Mo was to the extent that they could ignore the number of people. Even in this ruined world, the decisive force is still the weapon.

"Alive. Chen Mo smiled, no matter what kind of world it is, the goal that people pursue has never changed.

"This is a secret passage that only we know about. Little Jack showed off to Chen Mo, "The regular passages are guarded by those people in the committee, and if you enter or leave, you need to pay a poll tax." ”

"Committee?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, curious about the term.

"The boss of the settlement, who has the most abundant resources and weapons, has to pay taxes to them to survive in the settlement. Little Jack looked indignant when he spoke, and it seemed that he had been bullied by this committee in the past.

"There's a situation!" Old Jack, who was leading the way at the front, suddenly paused, and instantly made the atmosphere tense.