The cargo filled Add's truck, and it slowly drove out of the dome. Andy sits in his Atomic Humvee and follows Eddie's truck, thinking about what he will say when he arrives in Dog City to see Potter and the others again...... Generally speaking, the goods on the cart must be the hard currency of the wasteland, but what the people of Dogtown want most than the necessities of life are pre-war technological relics that can be used as their bail money, and those circuit boards are the things they dream of, and they can exchange them for dog meat and their other combinations.

What's more, it's unclear if there is a new plague epidemic in Dogtown now, the last time Andy was active there, it didn't seem obvious, but now that it has been confirmed that at least two carriers of the virus have been active in Dogtown, Andy speculates that Dogtown will not be optimistic in this regard.

Trucks drive along crumbling roads, which have long since become untrustworthy.

In the back seat of the Atomic Humvee, the cylinder-brain chords are chatting.

"I'm really curious about that kind of mutant human, in the past, human experiments on radiation have always been not allowed on the surface, and I want to know what the principle of that magical change is, whether it is a phenomenon that has always existed or whether it has been produced over time in a special environment after the Great War." Several mad ghouls were chasing after the Atomic Humvee, wandering in the shadows or lying on the ground as Add's truck rumbled by

The "sleeping" guys now got up and let out a terrifying howl as they limped towards the two nuclear cars with their mouths wide open.

String frowned and looked behind the window, the fanatical fans who seemed to be tireless, trailing all the way from the outer area of the dome.

I thought that the ghouls that I had eliminated with Andy before would ensure peace for a while, but looking at the situation outside, it wouldn't be long before the Great Dome would face the constant threat of those wandering ghouls running into the living area.

The immediate threat of physical and radiation contamination would threaten the lives of scientists, and at this point, there were no soldiers left to help them clean up these monsters again.

"The Great Dome... Why isn't there an automated security system in place to match its size? Xian couldn't help but ask the cylinder brain, if the big dome had enough automatic firepower, the scientists would be able to survive in peace.

"This giant egg does not have as its goal of becoming a first-class military fortress." The cylinder brain ignored his emotion and was a little dissatisfied.

"The Great Dome was originally designed to create a prototype of a human alien colony, so it was more about its ability to protect against the harsh environment outside and its ability to be self-sufficient internally..... You have enjoyed it, and it still protects you from external enemies and radiation, and provides you with fruits and vegetables from eating dog meat and junk food all day long on an automated hydroponic farm. ”

"Huh-" A hoarse roar mixed with the sound of fingernails scraping steel plates came from the back of the car, and a ghoul pounced on the atomic Humvee with all his might, before falling into a rolling hoist.

Although its attack ended in failure, everyone in the car finally felt that their nerves had been tense for a long time were overwhelmed.

"We have to clean them up, otherwise I'm afraid there will be more and more of them all the way like this." Andy presses a button to unlock the roof of the Atomic Humvee.

"Which of you will use a machine gun?" Tankbrain looked at the .50 machine gun with an expectant expression, but then it looked at its hands and realized that it was unlikely to have much fun with it.

String took a deep breath and stood up from the carriage and pushed the suspended machine gun out of the skylight.

"Can you?" The cylinder brain is a little skeptical.

"Don't turn around and kill your own people in front of you." String's long black hair swayed in the fast-moving wind, and she watched the murderous ghouls chasing after her, and if she fell from here, anything would be torn apart by the brainless ones.

"I've trained... On my side. Without wavering, the strings made the final preparations, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the monsters behind them.

Some of them were skinny and skinny, while others were bloated and ugly, like rotting corpses. Most of the ghouls were either ragged or naked, and a few still had some clothes left on their bodies, and two of them were even wearing clothes similar to military uniforms, one looked at the rusty old army steel helmet and knew that it was a guy with a long history, and the other .... The outfit looks a little familiar.

When he looked closely, he saw that it was clearly an NcR soldier, wearing an earthy yellow military uniform, tattered marching shoes and leggings underneath, a vague two-headed bear logo on his chest armor, and a dirty helmet on his head.

It's unclear how he ended up like this, maybe it was the dead bodies of Larsen and his gang that were reborn from radiation, or maybe it was the unlucky ones who were left alone in the NcR's expedition to the Far East a long time ago.

"I'll give you a ride." The string found an angle and pulled the trigger.

"Da da———— bullets were scattered like a downpour on the pursuers behind, like a wind sweeping the ground leaves to knock them far away, the strong kinetic energy touched their fragile limbs and instantly completed the destruction of their ability to move, the mad ghouls scattered on the wasteland in all parts, their radiation-filled corpses will not be naturally decomposed, and in the foreseeable long future, they will also serve as a source of radioactive contamination that is common in the wasteland.

The shattered helmet rolled and slammed into a rock, then froze, the ghoul NcR soldier's uniform shredded by bullets, and a shiny dog tag flew out of his neck and fell into the dust.

Xian stared at him for a second, wondering which miserable mother in New California was completely separated from her son who joined the army.

She only knows that her child disappeared during the NcR's Eastern Expedition, and may not be able to let go of this ambiguous ending for the rest of her life, and has countless unrealistic fantasies in her heart.

Just when her heart was sad, the cheerful voice of the cylinder brain interrupted all this.

"Oh! O my God! And see what those noisy idiots get in front of the holy .50? This is exactly what they need, to help them go back to where they should be - the kindness of the old godmother! String sighed through the gas mask and retracted the machine gun into the car.

She looked at the chattering tank brain, and suddenly thought of his previous question.

"There are still a lot of scientists studying this in the wasteland, and many of them are attracted by the basic fact that the ghouls that may occur after exposure to severe radiation can make people immortal and free from the fear of radiation, and even live in harmony with those crazy ghouls." The Cylinder Brain quieted down and listened to the current scientist tell her what she knew.

"So, you can see that there will be some people who want to become ghouls." Tank Brain was a little surprised when he heard this.

"You're saying they want to be the ones chasing us?" Andy in the front seat glanced in the rearview mirror and interjected.

"Not those.... Those have broken brains, and they want to be in a more ideal state, and although they look similar to the broken ones in the back, their brains are still normal... It's like disfigured people, well, maybe that's not accurate enough, because they've generally become very stinky, rotten smells. As he spoke, Andy, who recalled the smell, gasped.

The last time he had contact with that kind of being was in Dog City, that ghoul, wearing a bomber jacket that he had picked up somewhere, with huge goggles pinned to his forehead, inexplicably very confident.... Sometimes even a bit arrogant electrician.

This trait is rare, and most of the ghouls in the wasteland tend to be as cautious and polite as possible due to their repeated discrimination and longevity.

String sat in the back seat, hearing the words and thinking of something.

"Speaking of which, Dr. Donald had mentioned this to Dr. Goddard before, though his words weren't taken seriously... It was his reconnaissance drone that spotted an unusual ghoul while patrolling the area around the Dome, and that ghoul seemed to be checking the area of the Dome with a telescope... He doesn't look like the usual brainless breed, he's a sane guy with a purpose to act. ”