The Atomic Humvee continued to drive southwest, and several people on the road ate and lived in their cars, most of the time they saw wasteland creatures and barren land.

Andy stares boredly at the unchanging landscape ahead, except for dirt, stones, and trees, except for the occasional ruined pre-war building or a rusty iron car.

These only pre-war relics are too much to build, and even scavengers who come here will only shake their heads and leave here in search of another treasure.

He lifted the beep-boy and glanced at the map, which caught the attention of Alidean next to him.

"Oh, I wanted to ask you before, that's a beep boy, right? Isn't it very comfortable to use? Does this look like a rarity? Andy looked at the markers on the map, and according to the hints on them, they were about to pass by the Blackfoot tribe now, and maybe they could go there to resupply one or two....

"This is indeed a beep boy, is its function so powerful that there is nothing to say.... Uh, is it rare? In fact, this thing is not uncommon, and there are many people who wear it. Andy thought, while his Pip-Boy was a little special, but just talking about the Pip-Boy, it seemed like the inmates at Tibbetts Prison had one installed.

It can be used to help reform the minds of prisoners, and it can also be used as a powerful positioning and monitoring device that cannot be escaped.

Alidean didn't understand what Andy meant, he just understood what he knew.

"Hey, how can you say it's not rare? This thing works so well in the wasteland, haven't you heard a proverb? I'd rather trade one of my arms for a beep boy! With this thing, not only can it easily travel through many dangerous places, but it can also store a large amount of information and data and interact with many pre-war facilities. ”

"When I was in the West before, there was a very powerful young man in my organization who made himself a beep boy, which made everyone envious. But ..... I learned something else about this stuff before, I wonder if you know that the Pip-Boy can't easily take it off? Andy was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about it.

"How?" Alidean placed a hand on his arm and gestured.

"The monitoring of your body information needs to be directly connected to your body, and once the results of this biocombination technology are completed, it is not a matter of detachment, it requires a series of complex procedures..... Of course, the manufacturer is not to blame, and accurate detection requires such a deep connection to do so. The problem is that if someone tries to forcibly take down the Pip-Boy, it will only make the separation of flesh and blood miserable. Andy felt his arm heavy when he heard this, it seems that Odysseus was right, this thing is really suitable for spying on prisoners.

"Well.... I wasn't going to take it off anyway, but after a while we'll arrive at a tribe called Blackfoot, where we can resupply, if you have anything—" Before the words could be finished, Bridges and Alidean blurted out inquiring.

"Wait, did you say Blackfoot?"

"The tribe that likes to paint their legs and feet?" Andy looked at the two of them a little puzzled, and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Yes, it's the Blackfoot tribe that is well-known in this area, but you don't have to worry too much. After all, I have a good relationship with the tribal chiefs, and they have carried out institutional reforms, and now that slavery should be almost completely abolished, do you have anything else to care about this tribe? The two Followers of the Apocalypse looked at each other, a little unexpected.

"Oh, it would be great if everything you said was true, we know that tribe in the past, and other tribes used to be almost notorious about them. They were too belligerent and aggressive, capturing slaves and plundering caravans all day long, which was used as a way to turn into a driving force for the development of their tribe...... Moreover, we have had people who have had accidents there before. It was Andy's turn to be surprised.

"Can you elaborate on that?" Alidean glanced at Bridge.

"You know a lot, you can tell me, I'm a halfway way to join compared to you." Bridge touched his chin and groaned for a moment, remembering the incident.

"You know, we Followers of the Apocalypse will always send men to the small tribes to teach the tribesmen the knowledge in the hope that they will be enlightened in the hope of enlightening them. But the first step of civilization is definitely to establish communication and gain the ability to communicate with them, and the Buraku people do not take the initiative to learn the lingua franca, so we have to take the initiative to learn their language, especially some languages that deviate too much from the lingua franca and become very complicated, such as blackfoot. ”

"It's a cumbersome and dangerous task, but it's an obligation of our organization..... We don't force anyone, but those who don't want to go will be persuaded again and again. Andy couldn't help but complain in his heart when he heard this, what is the difference between this and coercion.

"On that occasion, the people chosen to be sent to spread knowledge to the Blackfoot Tribe were Bill Calhorn and Edward... Edward Sallo, Calhoun is a man of many tribal visits, knows many tribal languages, is a good man in the standard sense of the word, and has a charismatic personality. Edward Sallo.... He was one of the most talented and capable young men in our organization at that time, and he was very fond of reading and learning, although he was already an anthropologist and linguist at the age of 20, and one of his hobbies was to read pre-war historical writings, so—" He glanced at Alidean.

"The young man had read a lot of history books that Ali Dean had brought with him." Alidean pushed the glasses that were missing a lens and didn't speak.

Bridge turned back and continued.

"Although everyone can see that he has a promising future, but... Edward is a very troublesome man, and he is always cynical and vehemently speaking about anything he is not used to, whether it is the NcR or the initiatives of our organization's Followers of the Apocalypse. At that time, he had been refusing to fulfill his obligations as one of us, just because he felt.... In his words, it's called a waste of time. At this point, Bridges coughed awkwardly, not knowing what to say after that.

Andy glanced at the two of them, thinking that Edward's evaluation was to the point, but Edward still went anyway.

Alidean's reaction looked a little complicated, and he suddenly spoke after Bridge didn't say anything more for a while.

"That kid had to go... He owes the Apocalypse followers too much. As far as I know, he was born in NcR Boneyard State, and his father was killed by a group of marauders when he was a child, and he became a single-parent child. His mother couldn't afford to live, so she had to turn to the Followers of the Apocalypse, and seeing that in this case his mother got a job as a cleaner and a cook, and he learned to read and write as a child, and took many free classes. ”

"If he's been unwilling to fulfill the obligations that the Followers of the Apocalypse have given him almost everything, I don't know how he still has the cheeks to stay among us." Andy keenly sensed some of his emotions.

"You seem to have an opinion about him?" Alidean was silent for a moment, then mentioned something.

"Edward Salo is a smart man, and he also has the same faults that all smart people have, the arrogance in his heart makes him have a bad temper, and the narcissistic style of acting, it is better to say that he is not even good and difficult to like. But I liked him very much at the time, because he was always discussing with me the philosophical ideas and historical conclusions contained in stories that were older than the pre-war era, and you must know that this level of discussion requires a deep foundation of historical knowledge, and there are very few like him. ”

"When he first came to the east, I happened to be around here, and we like to call this area where the tribes are congregated the Grand Canyon, and although the Grand Canyon is actually further south of those tribes, it's just a generic term. Anyway, not long after he arrived, I shared with him some of the pre-war writings that I had managed to find, and I hoped to encourage him to complete his mission. ”

"He was very interested in those books, and he read them almost continuously for half a month." Andy asked curiously.

"So what is it about the book that is so engaging?" Alidean named two titles.

"It's The History of the Rise and Fall of the Roman Empire and....The Civil War, the one written by Gaius Julius Caesar." Andy let out a sudden realization in his heart.