The scorching sun is over, and the bitter journey is far from over, stepping on the hot sand and rocks, making people feel like walking in a trance in the hot hell.

The two-headed cow walked slowly, because this time it had an extra carcass on its back in addition to the cargo.

"Either way, it's stupid." Milolo staggered along.

"You wait, when you go back, those guys will repeatedly interrogate the whole thing and ask you to prove it at every turn, and the contents of that box, who knows how many things are in it that are not easy to keep?" Andy didn't bother to answer him anymore, and he knew that these words were just whining words to vent his emotions.

"It's only been a few days, and at a normal pace, we won't even be able to reach the end now.... There's no way they don't count whether or not the goods might spoil on the road, you know. Milolo's eyes rolled, ready to be said from a different angle.

"Actually, you can also think of other ways, Mayor Dodge is afraid that he is too scared now, and others don't have the heart to pick the lead, there is a lot of room for maneuver at this time. I don't know if you've been to a hospital without a dam crest, the doctor in charge of it.... He certainly understands the importance of this, and if you work with him, you may be able to achieve your goals. Andy sighed deeply as he looked at the heat wave that refracted the light in front of him, and since leaving the hapless wrecked ship, they had to go around in circles to make a detour south to return to Hoover Dam.

The road here is not only difficult to walk and difficult to find, but what is even more terrifying is that the temperature is extremely hot, thanks to the strong mapping and navigation guidance ability of the Pip-Boy, otherwise another person will get lost here and die, becoming an occasional dry bone on the side of the road.

"The doctor I have come into contact with, is completely a money supremacist, he will not do anything without reward, and even requires a very good pay." Milolo patted the two-headed cow.

"So isn't this just a bottle cap? And the goods are in your own hands, so what price do you set for such a useful elixir? Andy watched a little speechlessly as Milolo began to show signs of being immobilized by the two-headed cow again.

"How does that work? In that guy's tone, even if a new plague breaks out again one day, he will definitely not give it out for free, on the contrary, he will definitely set a sky-high price that only a few people can consume, wouldn't this be contrary to my original intention? Milolo didn't give up and continued to come up with ideas.

"You can sell high-end products to the rich first, and then sell low-end products to the poor after playing the market and reputation, then the fruit can definitely be processed at a deep level...."

"Then all kinds of fake scammers and hoarders will emerge, and there may be mass looting and panic, because the problem of more money and less money will create more violent incidents and human tragedies? Oh, my God.... You can't get around Dodge in any way, don't say any more, those ideas don't hold up at all. Andy rejected his attempt to discuss the matter further, and Milolo had no choice but to give up.

"Well, hell... You're a really nice guy to see in your slippery skin, it's not easy for you to get that thing, right? Look at what you mean, you are willing to spread it out without asking for anything. ”

"I've seen a phrase before..."Andy suddenly remembered some of the topics they had talked about during the days they had spent together at the nursery chord, among them, string found that Diana's library contained a large number of religious books from the old world, and according to her, she had a nervous breakdown when she learned that she was terminally ill during the period before she became Diana, and it was by studying those theological works that she did not go to extremes.

As a result, she has probably the world's last near-complete classic of Old World religious mythology.

Xian seems to like excerpts from some of these books, she once talked to Andy about a sentence, but he didn't memorize it, presumably....

"I will give water to all who are thirsty." Miloro scratched his head and thought for a moment.

"I also feel like I've heard that somewhere a long time ago..... But it seems to be a little different from what you said. ”.......................... The two of them leaned wearily against a large rock, where there was no strong direct sunlight for the time being.

"It's too hot." Andy wiped his sweat.

"This is what it looks like here... The further south the valley gets, the hotter it gets, and I don't know why, but I've heard that the area around the Grand Canyon is so hot that the metal armor you wear melts. "Milolo was also hot, and what was even more terrifying was that he started to smell horrible because of it, forcing Andy to try to stay away from him.

"It won't be long before the smell on my body will be reduced in a while.... You can't imagine what it smelled like when I first became like this. The smell made me unbearable for myself, and there was no point in taking a bath at all, no one dared to come near me, only flies on the contrary. After waiting quietly for a while, the stench emanating from Milolo's body finally subsided as his body temperature gradually decreased.

"How long have you been like this?" Andy leaned against the rocks, and according to this trend, they would have to walk for two days to return to the Hoover Dam.

"I can't count how many years, I was further north when the bomb fell, and the radiation storm blew me out, and by the time I woke up, I was half buried in the sand. Even then I didn't become a ghoul, and it had been years since I became what I am now, when I went on an expedition with a few friends with a group of treasure hunters and had some accidents. Milolo also leaned against the stone, his eyes casually looking into the distance.

"We thought we had found something good that could sell for a lot of money, but it turned out that some people wanted more, so everyone mingled. I don't know what anyone encountered, but at the end there was a terrible explosion, which is the kind of bloody story that is now commonplace in the wasteland. ”

"It's lucky that I'm not dead, and at the same time, it's unfortunate... I'm not dead. As he spoke, Miloro suddenly stood up, his eyes unblinking to the east, as if he had noticed something.

Andy also followed to his feet, you have to be vigilant for long walks outside the wasteland, and the hell knows what scary creatures will come close when you slack off, such as deathclaws, marauders.... Or the seemingly endless number of wild ghouls.

Thinking like this, he saw that Miloro was indeed looking in what appeared to be a mad ghoul hobbling over.

That guy looked like the usual ghouls in the wasteland, and he looked hideous and pitiful. Walking in this terrible desert valley covered with heat and heat is an unparalleled torture for any living being, and the sand and dust mixed with radioactive material combined with the scorching sun overhead is enough to completely dissolve the mind, make the wisdom hidden in the head melt and sublimate like ice under the heat, and finally make people go crazy in the stroll, this kind of thing is a well-known legend among the caravan members.

The mad ghoul was covered in terrible marks of skin and flesh that had been dried by the wind and sand, cracked and peeled off, and completely dried up by the scorching sun, like a walking piece of air-dried double-headed beef, and long after those things had happened to this body, it could be seen that a dead white layer of leather had grown on the surface of this ghoul's body

"New Skin". His hands were completely alienated, they were two claws, and his pale eyelidless eyes were not lifeless, but the complete contradiction was that he was still walking tenaciously forward.

Milolo stood motionless and stared at the mad ghoul without raising her shotgun or making any other moves.

But the mad ghoul noticed Andy, and silently opened and closed his chapped mouth while waving his claws straight in Andy's direction, even if he was walking so slowly that he couldn't be alarmed.

Such a creature has completely lost his mind, like most monsters in the wasteland, and the mutations brought on by the radiation have made him crazy and hungry, more like a living corpse than a beast.

"That guy's unusual way to come from." Miloro pointed at the mad ghoul.

"What's out of the ordinary?" Andy looked up and down at the ghoul he hadn't looked at too closely, and looked closely at the ghoul as if it had once been a woman.

Although she now looked like a completely shriveled skeleton with an unsightly appearance, she could barely distinguish some key characteristics due to the lack of any clothing left on her body.

Another unusual thing is that she wears a heavy, unusual black collar-like thing around her neck.

Just as Andy looked at the mad ghoul and wondered, Miloro suddenly spoke.

"Her clothes were deliberately stripped naked, so that she could be tortured as much as possible while walking on the wasteland; The thing around the neck is a small dirty bomb with a mechanism set up inside that will explode once it remains stationary for a while.... It was a terrible punishment called endless banishment. Andy looked at Milolo in disbelief, the first time he had heard of such a terrible punishment.

"What? Are you saying that this person became like this because he was lynched by some pervert? Milolo nodded.

"Yes, I used to be a member of a settlement far to the east, and I went there because the inhabitants were all of my own kind. But then I snuck away, and the leader was a crazy guy who preclaimed to be a god..... Any member who objected to him, or who he deemed necessary to inflict punishment, was sentenced to horrific torture. ”

"This mad ghoul in front of you is the most terrifying of them, if humans are forced to move forward without stopping, they can't even stand for a day, but ghouls are different... Ghouls can go without eating, drinking, or sleeping for long periods of time if necessary, but that doesn't mean that ghouls won't suffer from it, on the contrary.... As a result, ghouls will suffer more than humans and eventually lose their minds altogether, leaving only instinct. ”

"We called this poor creature the Endless Walker back then, and even though it had become like this, the thought that she had to keep going was still engraved in her head."