Back in the center, Andy pondered how he would deal with the albinists.

"You have to be mentally prepared to know that those guys are likely to have genetic mutations that have been living underground for generations, which makes them born with emotional defects and intellectual disabilities, and it may be counterproductive to deal with them with their mouths alone. Under the premise that the other party is not friendly, if there is a slight verbal confrontation, things may go in the direction of violence, although I believe that in the end they will not be better..."Mark pushed his glasses and saw several NcR soldiers hooked shoulders and had fun.

Andy dodges a staggering drunken guy and thinks he has to find someone who might be familiar with the situation first.

So he turned to Otto. This time the guards were a little more normal, but they clearly didn't want to stand guard all the time, and their eyes looked at the entertainment venues and the people who were laughing, which gave the impression that they were acting absent-minded.

After meeting Otto, he was still there with the greasy machine.

"Oh... Did Pierre say that? In fact, it is obvious that the problem of water is more urgent. He picked up a glass of water that shimmered greenish.

"This is the water I got this morning before I adjusted the water purifier, and I know with my eyes that this thing is not very suitable for human drinking, and this old guy is almost out of work." Otto said, taking a sip of the water.

"Oh, the taste is still quite unique, and the water is as delicious as a slightly spiced juice to us ghouls, but I'm sure you can't be as picky about what we eat and drink." Andy twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw some water coming out of the gap between his gadget-filled neck.

"I just.... Would you like to ask if there is a good way to get through the baseline zone. Otto put the glass down and touched the wrinkled head with many tools in it.

"Well, I actually have a little bit of a friendship with them, and sometimes Pierre will ask me to tell the albino people to help maintain the generator sets in the baseline. But you know, those guys don't have a lot of wisdom in their heads, and while most of the time they can do simple maintenance, they can't do anything about it when things get a little complicated. In this case, I had to actively or passively communicate with them and get them to allow me to enter their territory to maintain the generator sets. ”

"What I can tell you is that those guys maintain a strange disdain for all the people out there, probably due to some kind of xenophobia... They call all outsiders surface people, and sometimes they use more rude and discriminatory terms like 'surface waste', hey, you'll hear that word sooner or later. Andy thought to himself that the various groups in the wasteland were really funny from each other, and even the names of each other were full of contempt, such as humans calling humans who had mutated due to excessive radiation ghouls, and ghouls retaliating by calling normal humans slippery skins, and the outsiders of Hoover Dam calling the inhabitants of the dam cavemen, and the cavemen giving outsiders the same title of surface waste.

"How did you get in?" He looked at Otto's form, which had little to do with normal humans, and even the albino was terrified, or was it because of this that he was allowed to enter?

Otto pulled a screwdriver out of his head and began to twist a screw on a nearby machine.

"Well, in fact, those albinos are also dependent on the outside, they are supposed to control a pre-war emergency reserve warehouse inside the Hoover Dam, so they can always be self-sufficient underground, but.... There will be a day when those things are finished, and they have to think about how to satisfy part of their needs from internal solutions to external supplies. ”

"External supply?" Andy looked at Otto suspiciously.

"If you want to supply, it can't be given for free, do they have anything else to exchange for?" Otto raised his arm.

"They don't have anything to trade for, but at least they have the strength, don't they, Mayor Dodge signed an agreement with them that albinos can live in the baseline area as their land as they please, but there are a few preconditions: 1. It must ensure that the hydroelectric generators and any other equipment in the baseline area are not damaged. 2. Must participate in the regular maintenance work of the hydroelectric generator. 3. Do not launch violent attacks on the outside world. If all three of these conditions are met, the NcR will allow them to continue to live, but if one of them is torn up, then the agreement will cease to exist, and the NcR will take the baseline by force and completely expel them. ”

"In exchange for a food supply, given that they don't like to go out and deal with people outside, Farmer Dave sends a regular shipment of food, and of course in return for their labor to maintain the hydroelectric generator." Beatrice got bored and began to babble gibberish.

"I want to.... So much..... Who's in the way .... Flattened! Mark silently glanced at her, then looked at Otto.

"So, Dave, the farmer, has a stronger relationship with the albinos than you do?" Otto nodded.

"Yes, some people always think that I, as a ghoul, should be more empathetic to those albino people, in fact every time I go into the baseline zone I have to work hard, I have to put up with the constant questioning and foul language of those guys, they always think their work is flawless, but in reality they always do all the more complicated things badly.... Frankly, I've had enough of it for so long, and I'm even looking forward to the day when they'll be kicked out, if I can still work at the Hoover Dam that day. After hearing Otto's words, Andy immediately rushed to Farmer Dave with Beatrice and Mark again, and according to Mark and Otto's instructions, Farmer Dave spent most of the day with his farmland, which was on the roof of the Central District.

At the western end of the center, there were a few people guarding a lot of boxes, and there were even NcR soldiers with guns on the side.

"Today is not the time to trade, so let's go back if we have nothing to do." A bearded old man in plain clothes said this to the three of them.

"I'm coming to Dave, farmer, are you?" Andy looked at the old man's hands, which were full of calluses and a lot of dust, and combined with the vegetables and fruits in the cardboard boxes around him, he looked like a man who worked with the farmland all day long.

The old man smiled.

"No.... I'm just a helper, and Farmer Dave is now working in his vegetable patch, every day. What are you looking for him? I said that today is not the time to trade fruits, you have to wait a few more days, don't have some thoughts that you shouldn't have, the soldier brother over there has been staring at you. Andy glanced at the soldier next to him, who whistled at him, and Beatrice took a step closer to him with a terrible grin, and the soldier immediately took the gun from his body and held it in his hand.

Ignoring the others, Andy turned his head and said what he was here for.

"I have something important to ask him about, and it has something to do with the incident that Pierre had talked to him about before." The old man coughed twice.

"Oh.... Pierre, that's a big man, a very smart man..... Then you can climb that ladder up to Dave, the farmer, but your two companions will stay here. Andy turned around and motioned to Beatrice and Mark not to cause trouble, walked under the ladder welded to the wall, and began to climb up the ladder.

When we reached the top and lifted the thick door, the sun and fresh air rushed in. Andy climbed out of the center to the outside of the dam, which is the roof of the center, and to the north of him is the main dam body of the towering Hoover Dam, like a towering concrete mountain.

Looking down to the south, you can see the rushing water, which is blocked by the Hoover Dam upstream and cannot flow freely, so it can only flow from the human-designed water intake tower through the internal hydroelectric generator and then flow downstream from the Hoover Dam, and the captured energy in the process is converted into an inexhaustible supply of electricity.

He looked around, and not far away there were huge square basins of about three meters by three meters, which were placed together, and their materials were quite mixed, and seemed to have everything, such as rubber, metal, ceramics, and all kinds of garbage, which were filled with a strange color of soil, and in the soil grew lush plants.

It seems that these plants must have been introduced by Pierre in his hydroponic laboratory, the so-called magic wheat, and the soil is a poor and hard native specialty.

Several robots are wandering around the farm, seemingly the main force taking care of the crops.

A medium-sized chubby man in his mid-forties, wearing a straw hat and a shabby T-shirt was bent over weeding.

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, he straightened his back and looked back, smiling kindly and curiously when he saw Andy.

"Oh, hello, are you here for me? How can Dave the Farmer help you? ”

"Hello, first meeting." Andy walked over and shook his hand.

"Pierre told me about you, and I promised to help him expand the available space in the slag pit and solve the food shortage at the Hoover Dam." Farmer Dave had a look of abrupt realization.

"Oh, great, Mayor Dodge hasn't sent anyone to help since those two NcR soldiers disappeared after they went to the slag pit. Since you're willing to take on this job, I'm willing to offer all the help I can, what do you want to eat? I don't have much choice here, though, mainly Pierre's improved miracle wheat and super corn, which are the only ones that can bear fruit from the barren soil and toxic irrigation. He stretched out his hand to a smoking campfire not far away, on which lay ears of corn charred by the fire, which seemed to be the lunch that Farmer Dave had prepared for himself.

"No, in fact I'm here to ask you one thing, how do I get through the territory of the albino to the deeper slag pit?" Farmer Dave's eyebrows jumped a few times, and his eyes rolled from side to side.

"Oh, that's a key. Frankly, I don't have any good ideas, maybe you can resort to force, but that would be ugly, and I don't want my new farm to be built in a ghostly place. I don't know if you know, while almost all albinos don't leave their homes far in their lifetime, there's one member who seems to have always been the exception. Andy remembers what Dusty had said.

"I guess you mean, Mary Jo? The daughter of Billy, the leader of the albino people, right? Farmer Dave smiled and nodded.

"Yes, you see.... As far as I know, Billy, the leader of the albino people, cares a lot about his precious daughter, and Mary Jo has been reluctant to return home to her relatives, which has always worried her father, and you may be able to start here. I can make a one-sided offer here, if they are willing to give way, the new farm in the slag pit will have a place for them, they can get paid to participate in the cleaning of the slag pit and the construction of the farm, or they can work on the farm and get food later. ”

"I think it's going to be a win-win situation, and if you have the chance, please persuade them." Farmer Dave suddenly retracted his smile.

"No matter what, as long as you can help us achieve our goals, our salary will not change.... Although Mayor Dodge is no longer willing to send soldiers to help, he is absolutely supportive of this matter. One more thing I want to warn you about is that the slag pit is dangerous, not only because there are a lot of pollutants there, but also .... People in albino say that there are monsters entrenched there. ”