After settling the matter of compensation, Song Ziyu looked at Xiao Tangerine who had stored materials with a doting face, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.

As the so-called grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by springs.

Xiao Tang saved her life, and she was good to her, which is a matter of course.

Looking at this skinny little figure, Song Ziyu couldn't help but sigh.

How much hardship does it take to grow like this?

I'm almost hungry.

"This hero, dare to ask your name?"

A voice sounded from behind him, and Song Ziyu looked back, and it was Shen Yijin, a zombie material merchant.

"Is there anything you can do?"

Song Ziyu didn't have a good impression of these people, so he ignored them.

But Shen Yijin's attitude was extremely low, and he looked at Song Ziyu and said respectfully: "Sir, we don't have any malicious intentions, we just want to make friends with you...... It's a little bit of a thought. ”

Shen Yijin respectfully presented a thing, which was a messy mass of yellow grass leaves.

See this thing!

Song Ziyu's eyes lit up instantly.

"Tobacco!" Song Ziyu blurted out.

Shen Yijin was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "Mr. is really knowledgeable, that's right, this is the tobacco grown in the sea of the ruins, and it is an out-and-out high-quality goods...... Please sir taste it. ”

As he spoke, Shen Yijin handed over his jade pipe.

Boy!

Although this wasteland world looks devastated, this Shen Yijin is indeed a guy who can enjoy it.

Looking at the black jade pipe, Song Ziyu wanted to take a sip, but finally gave up.

Song Ziyu didn't have the habit of using other people's pipes.

"Thanks, I still prefer industrial cigarettes." Song Ziyu said lightly.

'You...... Also know about industrial cigarettes! ’

Shen Yijin's face changed when he heard this.

I thought this was just a "countryman" who had never seen the world, but I didn't expect people to know about industrial cigarettes!

Shen Yijin also overheard his master talk about it once, and only then did he know that there was an industrial cigarette production factory under the rule of the lord of the city-state, and the cigarettes produced only met the special requirements of the upper class of the city-state.

From this can be inferred...... Shen Yijin secretly looked at the one-armed man in front of him, thinking that he must have a great identity.

"This gentleman, the little one's name is Shen Yiming, and he is a third-level material merchant of the Shen family in Red Ruins City, and it is really a blessing to be able to meet you."

Seeing that the offensive of tobacco leaves was ineffective, Shen Yijin immediately reported to his family, wanting to use his family background to climb the identity of this mysterious and unpredictable powerhouse.

However, Song Ziyu just shook his head and said, "Shen family? Haven't heard of it. ”

Such a sloppy attitude!

Shen Yijin's eyes opened on the spot!

This must be a big man, who can treat the Shen family with silver blood as nothing, this big man is afraid of the existence of the gold family.

Thinking of this, Shen Yijin became more humble, his attitude was even lower, and his brain was even more powerful.

"My name is Song Ziyu, do you have anything?"

Song Ziyu finally told the other party his name.

As the saying goes, stretching out your hand is not a smiling person, this is a family education, and it is also the principle of living in the world.

"Mr. Song, are you taking refuge here?"

Shen Yijin asked cautiously.

Song Ziyu shook his head and said, "Actually, I'm lost, I don't even know where I am or when I am now." ”

Shen Yijin was stunned when he heard this, and then he snorted and said: "Mr. Song is really good at laughing, it's morning, and this place is the land of Zhuxu, the territory of the lord of the city-state." ”

"Lord of the city-state?"

Song Ziyu didn't know what to ask, so he could only mumble and repeat.

Seeing this, Shen Yijin hurriedly spoke: "Since Mr. Song is a lost traveler, why don't you go to the big city with us to have a look." ”

"Is there a big city nearby?" Song Ziyu raised his head and looked at Shen Yijin.

"Yes! Absolutely! Shen Yijin said: "The red ruins, one of the four main cities of the Miluo City-State, are within a radius of a hundred miles!" ”

"Miro City-State?"

Song Ziyu muttered to himself, and suddenly felt that this word was so familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while.

Shen Yijin saw that Song Ziyu was interested, so he immediately introduced: "The Miluo City-State is a huge country formed by hundreds of ruined cities ruled by zombies, big and small, how big is it, I, a third-level material merchant, are not qualified to see the whole territory...... After I am promoted to the level 6 material merchant, I will be able to get the permission to travel the whole territory. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Yijin felt as if he was off topic, so he turned back to his topic: "Mr. Song, I see that you are skilled, you must not be a subordinate person, staying in this place where birds don't is a waste of talents, it is better to accept my employment and go to Red Ruins City with me, what do you think?" ”

Shen Yijin still has his own abacus!

This one-armed man can easily defeat Yan Xiong, and his strength must be above Yan Xiong, and the road to the next few settlements he is going to is very dangerous, with Yan Xiong's strength, it is okay to encounter ordinary zombies, but if he encounters high-level zombies, it will be troublesome...... Shen Yijin planned to use this mysterious master to protect himself.

This is Shen Yijin's true purpose.

Originally, Shen Yijin also prepared a lot of rhetoric and generous rewards, but none of them seemed to come in handy.

Because Song Ziyu only thought for three seconds, he nodded and agreed.

From Song Ziyu's point of view, it is impossible for him to stay in this small settlement all the time, and now his injuries are already very good, and if he can't get better, he can't get better, so it's time to leave.

The two sides hit it off, and Shen Yijin was overjoyed, but then he found that something seemed wrong.

"This ...... In terms of remuneration, Mr. Song, what is your asking price? Shen Yijin was a little nervous, because as a businessman, Shen Yijin found that the agreement had not been negotiated and the remuneration had always been something that meant that he was going to be ripped off.

Really!

Song Ziyu said coldly: "Everything is according to the rules, the more money and materials the better, and my remuneration is all for her!" ”

Song Ziyu pointed to Xiao Tang.

Looking at the flattered little orange, Song Ziyu thought to herself, these things should be able to ensure that the little girl has no worries about food and clothing for a while, right?

……

Parting is sad.

Looking at the little girl who was crying into tears, Song Ziyu couldn't bear to look back, because Song Ziyu was soft-hearted and afraid that she wouldn't be able to walk when she turned back.

But you have to move forward.

I still have a lot to do.

……

In the ruins of the city, a man dressed in skeletal armor and wearing a zombie skin mask crouches on an abandoned skyscraper with a death scythe in his hand, looking beyond the horizon.

At the feet of the skeleton dressed as a man, several mutated zombies were still twitching with their direct bodies.

Soon, a black smoke appeared in the distance, and when you looked closely, it was a rider on a motorcycle.

The knight was skilled, dodging and moving through the ruins, playing a few speed-type mutant zombies chasing behind.

Those zombies could only eat dust after several pounces on their prey, and finally gave up the chase in a huff.

The knight galloped up and brought the longed-in news: "Boss, as you guessed, they are leaving!" ”