Chapter 1: The Maple Leaf Bar

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The heat invades the entire wasteland, and in just one hour of sunshine, the sand on the ground can transfer heat to the soles of the feet through the thick-soled leather boots. Traditionally, the locomotive driven by Energy Crystal runs at night, because the strong sunlight during the day is very likely to cause damage to the internal combustion engine. Ordinary people can't stay in the sun for a long time, and high heat will cause the water in the human body to lose quickly, and finally die of dehydration.

Therefore, most pedestrians at this time choose to stay in the building during the day to cool off and repair, and those who have money will have a drink.

Most of these buildings will sell food, medicine, alcohol, weapons, etc. If the price is enough, you can even buy some rare items, such as Hama spindle, guinea tail monkey meat, and long-barreled lycoris, of course, these things only accept black crystal, or items of the same price.

Although these buildings sell a lot of things, the people of the moor still like to call them bars, probably because of the men's inherent drinking habits.

The Maple Leaf Bar is one of the bars in the wilderness.

The bar is located behind the Gobi Desert, sheltered from the wind and sun, and is a classic bar location.

At this time, the bar was full. Most of them are begging for a living in the wasteland, and those who have a bit of force and doorway are called scavengers. Aside from this majority, the few are the people of the Four Thrones.

In a trance, the gate made of orange trees was slammed open, and a stout man strode in.

As soon as the man entered the door, he was so out of breath that he went straight to the bar, but on the way, he caught a glimpse of the woman sitting next to the bar, and his snort immediately became a little heavier, and he turned around and walked towards the woman.

Perhaps because he was so focused, the stout man didn't realize that not only was there no one at the table where she was sitting, but there was no one around her.

The man pulled out the open chair and sat down, patted the table with his hairy hand, and said loudly, "Bartender, bring me and this beautiful girl a glass of thornberry wine." ”

"Remember to add ice," he paused, and continued.

The noisy bar is a lot quieter. The man looked around, satisfied with the consternation on everyone's faces. He took their consternation for granted to mean that the poor were envious and jealous, and his smug expression couldn't help but grow a little stronger. Ignoring the position of the eyebrows on the woman's face, he pulled down a little, and there were a few more horizontal wrinkles on the bridge of his nose.

Acantha is the signature drink of Maple Leaf Bar, which has the wonderful effect of quickly restoring physical strength, and the production is limited, and the price is also high. Of course, the most important thing for customers is that the taste of the wine is very good, very strong, and it is the wine that the gentlemen drink.

A glass of acanthic wine costs 30 crystals, while ordinary wine only costs 3 crystals. In the hot weather during the dry season, the wine is cooled down by the groundwater, but of course it is not as good as the wine with ice. The mechanical energy consumption of ice making in the dry season is very high, and the price of ice cubes is not cheap, requiring 10 energy crystals.

Two Nengjing can have a full meal, and the stout man spends 80 Nengjing to invite a woman to drink, and there is enough reason to be proud and call the people around him poor.

Xixuan was very helpless, she pursed her mouth, there were faint nasolabial folds on her face, and she was worried about a lot of things at her pink age.

Without looking, she knew that the drinkers around her were gloating and waiting for her to take down the stout man, just like she had done the previous times. However, the woman did not shoot directly this time, perhaps because what the stout man said was not as explicit and vulgar as the previous ones.

The woman snapped her fingers, picked up the original cheap wine on the table, took a sip, and said, "I'm not pretty, if you're looking for a woman, there will be a girl here in the afternoon, I'm sure they'll satisfy you." ”

The woman wears a conical hat, short straight hair to the shoulders, the gray hair color with the tan cloak looks vigorous and resolute, and the eyebrows that are slightly thicker than ordinary women hang on the peach blossom eyes that are squinted and good-looking, making her look a little resolute and decisive, lacking a trace of women's softness.

Seeing the woman's refusal, the stout man hurriedly explained: "I'm serious, how can the women you said compare with you, and I have money, I won't suffer if you follow me." ”

As he spoke, the man took out a bag full of bags from his waist, revealing crystal black from the open opening, which was black crystal, the high-end goods in the crystal.

The bar was silent for a moment, and the crystal black light on the table attracted all the eyes around it like a black hole. Heavy breathing sounded slowly, and the creature named Greedy creeped in.

In a trance, the sound of the citrus wood door being opened was like a lubricant that diluted the eerie atmosphere in the bar.

The person who came was dressed in a large coat, covering his whole body, and the neck and jaw were covered with strips of cloth, except for the eyes that were exposed, which were narrow and intimidating, and the color of the pupils was not ordinary brown, but gray. However, the most special thing is that he has white hair, and it is not pale, but white hair that is scattered with vitality.

Some of them retracted their gazes, and the noise gradually sounded again. Others were staring at the new white-haired man.

"Is it him, did he get the special acanthocarp that is the raw material of the thorn fruit wine?"

"It's him, the white-haired guy is an impressive guy, and he has hot hands. ”

"How?"

"Originally, the best wine in the Maple Leaf Bar was not the thorn wine, but this white-haired one came a few months ago, and after that, there was the thorn wine. ”

The people who spoke were all leaning around the person in the center, and they seemed very interested in the white-haired message.

"There were several groups of scavengers who were jealous of the proceeds and discussed a vote, but they never showed up again, and he showed up on time as usual. The bar regulars shook the glass in his hand, the ice cubes swirling slowly in the pale cyan thornberry liquor, sniffed the sweaty, booze, rough food air, and drank the thornberry wine that the scouts around him had invited him to drink.

"It's really a man's drink. ”

Xi Xuan quietly watched the arrival of the white-haired man, watched him walk to the bar counter, took out a large cloth bag from the big box and handed it to the bar waiter, and walked directly to the accommodation behind with the small cloth bag handed by the waiter. The calm heart is like a wave, and the few days I have stayed in this bar are waiting for today, waiting for this person. Even though he knew about the white-haired man from other people, he still waited to see the deal with his own eyes. It was an opportunity, a chance to turn her back on her current bound fate.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Xi Xuan's lips, she drank the remaining wine in the cup in one gulp, raised her right hand and knocked out the stout man who was dazzled by her smile, and with her left hand, she stuffed the black crystal bag on the table into the man's arms. Just dragged the man a few steps to the bar, took out a black crystal and threw it at the front desk of the bar.

"The money for the thorn wine and the tips for opening a room for this guy, and the rest. ”

"At your command. ”

With that, the woman threw the stout man to the bartender, ignored the laughter of the surrounding people, and walked to the accommodation by herself. Entrusting the stout man to the bar can ensure the safety of the man when he is unconscious, after all, no one is stupid enough to do anything in the bar, because the guy who does it will be directly entered into the blacklist, and this blacklist is common to the wasteland. As for the safety of the stout man after waking up and leaving the bar, it is his own problem, and it has always been a taboo in the wasteland to show his wealth in public alone.

After Xixuan left, some people stared thoughtfully at the stout man who was being supported.

In the early afternoon, the figure of ******** shuttled through the bar, and the drinkers who had no need returned to their accommodations to wait for the arrival of the twilight, and the rest were hormones thumping, staring at the small pieces of fabric wrapped around the girl's body, and the feast of indulging desires began.

At this moment, in the room of the accommodation, the three of them are sitting around the table. It was the same people who had just invited the regulars to drink.

The gloomy man sitting on the left-hand side said, "It should be a kernel user." ”

The man on the right hand side followed up: "Yes, since she was able to toss the man easily, she must have been blessed by the core, and I heard from the regular customer just now that this woman has been here for several days, and she sits every day with a glass of wine, coupled with her abnormal behavior after the white-haired man appeared, it is obvious that her goal is the same as ours, it is this thorn fruit wine." ”

He continued: "The acanthic fruit was originally a poison to people, and the acanthocarp collected by the white-haired man should have been specially treated, so that the toxicity was eliminated, and it also had the effect of breaking the core adaptation barrier, and we were determined to achieve this method. ”

"The reason why there are few kernel users is because the kernel is not adapted to everyone, and the vast majority of people have a kernel adaptation barrier, and only a very small number of people are born to adapt to the kernel, and the mechanism is still unknown. After nearly 100 years of exploration by generations of pharmacists, only certain special items have been discovered that can break the core adaptation barrier. However, it has not been studied why these objects are able to break the barrier of adaptation. ”

"It's just that almost all of these items exist in the dead places of the wasteland, where some geographical environments are extremely harsh, unknown strange creatures grow and breed, and the terrain is vast, and there is only a very low chance of obtaining, so the Four Thrones and several large scavenger groups do not have much in their hands, and they are generally rewarded for outstanding contributors, and it can be regarded as a means of control for various forces. Speaking of this means of control......"

"Zuo Chengwen, that's enough, today is not a theoretical speech. The man in the center saw that he was going to continue to interrupt him hurriedly, Zuo Chengwen was not very old but knowledgeable, and thanks to him along the way, the only drawback was that it was easy to go too far and couldn't stop when he said it. Of course, compared to the one next to him, in fact, it was okay, the man's eyes turned to the gloomy man on the left, this guy put on a stinky face every day, and several times he almost clashed with others because of this stinky face. The most unbearable thing is that this guy's name is still called docile, where is docile, anyway, he didn't find out.

He couldn't help but be a little worried about what was going to happen next, and rubbed his brow vigorously, and the man in the center forcibly dispelled these thoughts. He stood up and put his left hand on his chest.

Seeing this, the other two also stood up one after another, and touched their chests with their left hands.

"To exist is to be perceived. ”

As night fell, the scavengers who had rested for the day took advantage of the night to drive the steam locomotive into the distance, and the moonlight in the dry season was very bright, and they could clearly see the roadblocks ahead. Scavengers travel for several nights to their destination, where they search for everything that can be exchanged for energy crystals, and of course other lone scavengers are included in this inventory list, and then take them to the bar to exchange for necessities and desires. After forming a family, they will restrain themselves a little and raise their wives and children until they have an accident on the way to scavenging or become the belongings of other scavengers.

Their children grow up to repeat their lives, repeating the cycle over and over again, and this is the fate of the most ordinary scavengers in the wasteland.

Of course, this does not include the larger Scavenger forces and the Four Thrones.

Because in the organization headed by the four thrones, there are more scheming and more ugliness.

Xi Xuan narrowed her eyes, and at the end of her gaze was a steam locomotive driven by a white-haired man, and there were traces of the locomotive running over on the gravel road, which had not yet been wiped clean by the wind.

She got on the motorcycle and followed the tracks, the wind that rubbed against the air at high speed and the wind blew her hair, revealing the black tattoos on her left earlobe and left neck, which were immortal compared to the car marks that would disappear after a few hours of winding.