After an agreement was reached, everything finally went smoothly.

"Can you find a driver who is willing to pick us up?"

Agnes and Goddard were walking downtown at Hoover Dam when the bald man suddenly walked around with her.

"I know an old driver, his name is Eddie, and his nickname is Mustang because he is always running around in his armored truck, where others don't want to go and don't dare to go. I used to go to the east to find him as a driver, so he was a good fit, he had the ability, the experience, the route and a suitable enough car, and he was willing to carry us, as long as the payment was satisfactory to him. ”

Soon after, the two of them found the car in a corner, it was indeed a reinforced truck, and the size of the truck should be enough for more than twenty of them, and it was determined that there were five or six soldiers with it in addition to the scientists.

The two walked over and suddenly heard a child's cry.

They looked over and saw a group of children playing, six in all, one of whom was a white-haired and white-skinned child who was now crying.

The tallest boy in the room, about 14 years old, with one of his arms hanging down to the side and not very useful, walked over and asked the crying child a few words, and suddenly turned and glared at one of the children beside him.

The child who was stared at by the eldest child was thin and pale, he was wearing a large leather jacket, although he was not at all the opponent of the big child in front of him in terms of age and size, but he did not have the slightest fear on his face, but scolded in the face of the eldest child's aggressive questioning, and it didn't take long for the two to scuffle.

A teenage girl next to her looked at this scene coldly, and then showed a sarcastic expression.

"A sick man and a cripple are fighting, well fought!"

She commented meanly, her face full of childish malice.

Agnes looked left and right, not knowing what to do, she wanted to go up and persuade her, but sometimes this kind of thing is complicated, along the way here, she has seen a lot of the Wasteland people's tricks, and now she is becoming more and more cautious.

Unlike Agnes, who was struggling withinwardly, Dr. Goddard was dismissive of this, touching his bald head and looking around for the driver he was looking for.

A middle-aged woman who looked a little bit ran out, and at first glance she was a mother, she ran over and dragged away the two children who were fighting, reprimanded the older child for not bullying people, and then squatted down to ask the child if there was anything uncomfortable in his body.

Dr. Goddard searched around and couldn't find Add, so he yelled.

"Mustang Eddie! Are you here? ”

The woman who was comforting the children looked up and responded loudly.

"Eddie went drinking, come back soon!"

Goddard looked at the woman in surprise, and he walked over to her.

Seeing the tall and gloomy Goddard approaching, the children hid behind their mothers.

Goddard glanced at the children without a trace, and he could see at a glance that something was wrong with some children, such as the little blonde kid who couldn't breathe when he moved a little, and the one he saw before was crying, it must be albinism... But none of that had anything to do with Goddard, and he didn't understand medicine.

"Hello ma'am.... I hadn't seen you when I met Eddie before, so may I ask if you are..."

Goddard looked at her curiously, the woman had traces of wind and dust on her face, some tattoos on her arms that were covered by clothes, and then look at the six children... She probably has a story on her that could have written a book.

The woman calmly protected the child and replied to Goddard.

"My name is Helen Wheel, and I'm Eddie's girlfriend."

Goddard wasn't too surprised, guys like Eddie were actually more sought-after, he had his own money-making tools and assets in the wasteland, and that armored truck made him the object of pleading for caravans and travelers, and he could also do his own business, in the inaccessible wasteland, he could often make a lot of money simply by pulling a cart of ordinary things from one place to another.

Eddie himself is not bad-looking, strong and determined, but a little rough, and not young.

Such drivers often meet women who are willing to go on the road with them, forming a relationship similar to that of a dewy couple, and no one knows if the relationship will last long, maybe it will be as fleeting as a short trip, or it may really be a good thing.

The woman in front of her was very attractive in terms of appearance, but she had six children, which was a big minus, Goddard clearly remembered that he had met Eddie a year ago, when he didn't have any girlfriends, and he couldn't have six children in a year... Most or all of these six children must have been brought by this woman, that is, she had previously given birth to another man.

Goddard nodded at her, didn't have anything to continue chatting, and just stood aside and waited for Eddie to come back.

Agnes was interested in Helen and continued to chat with him instead of Goddard.

"Your last name is interesting, Helen."

Helen smiled.

"My family is a caravan family, I was born in a car, it can be said that I was born with a car, this surname is also a corroboration."

Agnes looked at the children gathered around Helen.

"Are these children yours?"

Helen looked back at the children, and the children looked at her.

"They are all my children, and I love each and every one of them."

Helen just smiled and said.

Agnes looked at the eyes between those children and Helen, and it was almost certain that there was a high probability that there were adopted children inside, but she would not break it.

A single mother is willing to adopt a child after already having several children... It's amazingly strong.

"Mind talking about how you and Add met?"

Agnes asked tentatively about this, and she felt that it would be a good thing to communicate with the woman who was most likely on the road with her before she set out.

Helen didn't seem to mind this, and soon began to talk about it in a casual manner.

"I.... I met Eddie about half a year ago, and I hitched a ride with him in a far away place. Well.... And my kids, we were running away from another place because something terrible was going on there. Eddie seems to be a very good person, and he has such a beautiful car, I feel like I can't walk when I look at this car, those experiences as a child made me familiar with cars and love cars... He is a mature man who can take care of himself and has a stable financial source. I had no money at that time... He said it didn't matter, and I paid the money the other way, but after that we had a good conversation, and we had this relationship. ”

Agnes looked at Helen and felt that this was the type of person she had never been exposed to before, the true wastelanders, whose lives were carried out under the credo of following the difficulty of survival and adaptation, although it was difficult to say colorful, but it was also full of ups and downs.

So Agnes began to tell her about her past.

"I'm actually a native."

Helen looked at Agnes in surprise, although this middle-aged lady is no longer young, but she talks elegantly and charmingly, and has the kind of calm and intelligent temperament unique to scientists in her eyes, Helen felt that this is a big man from the NCR mainland at the beginning, but she didn't expect Agnes to be a native.

She'd seen too many natives, and when she followed Eddie to the Eastern Special District, she found that there were more natives here.

The natives, that is, the tribal people, are basically bound to the words barbarism, ignorance, backwardness, and brutality, and sometimes even develop into a discriminatory word full of disgust, fear, and contempt.

"Really? I can't see it at all! ”

Helen responded to Agnes in surprise, looking at her carefully, but still couldn't find any clues.

Agnes just laughed, and then she told why.

"I was born in a tribe on the borderlands of the NCR, my parents were chiefs and shamans of the tribe, I grew up and played in the tribe, I lived a simple but happy life at that time, I thought that was all there was to the world, but when I was 12 years old, my parents told me one thing."

Agnes had a regretful look on her face.

"They said, 'You've got to get out of here.'"

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