Taking Mary back to the baseline area where the albinos lived, the albinos were elated by Mary Jo's return, and it was obvious that they were sincere about their own people, and that they enjoyed it as the leader of the albinos

Billy, who has the title of "Daddy", hugged his daughter and cried bitterly, but unfortunately in this jubilant atmosphere, only the person concerned, Mary Jo, had a faint smile on his face.

Andy was allowed to enter the albino territory this time, which was supposed to be the main control area of the Hoover Dam, and when you walked down the stairs, you could see a row of huge hydroelectric generators, which looked like a pile of large and complex metal canisters, which were obviously running non-stop and making some noise.

The dark, damp hallways connected the rooms, and he saw that some of them were still in the house with almost intact equipment, many of which had flashing lights or buttons, which should be very important.

But it looked like no one had tried to operate the equipment for years, it was covered in a thick layer of dust, and the floor of the room was littered with rags or dirty mattresses, and the surface was covered in oil and water.

People with albinism don't seem to care much about the quality of life, and it's almost impossible to see how they have made any comfortable changes to the area.

An albino man in a blue plush hat stood in the corner staring at the three of Andy, his face not very good.

"Surface waste." He uttered the discriminatory word so clearly as the three of them passed by the door to leave.

Andy turned his head to look at him, then ignored him. Just two steps away, the voice came from behind me again.

"How much more territory do you have to take away from us? You surface waste are insatiable, a bunch of robbers and invaders! You're—" He babbled on and on, his words with a heavy and strange accent.

Andy had to turn around again to look at the albino man who was chasing their ass and squirting.

"We don't have any intention of seizing your territory this time, we just want to develop the slag pit, and there is no one living in that place, is it? And it's something Billy has agreed to, and it's good for everyone. If you can, I want you to shut up and leave right away. The albino man twitched and drew his pistol, but Mark was quicker.

"You surface waste sounds good.... When you first came to the Hoover Dam, you said you were just outside, and then what? Now we can only shrink here, and you are out there taking away all the places where we lived. It's the same this time, you just make any excuse, and then you drive us deeper! I know you, that's how you are! Andy saw a few albino people coming over next to him, and he didn't want to start a dispute at this juncture, Billy was unilaterally telling her daughter about the pain she had suffered because of her worries after Mary Jo left, and she would not be free to come and help Andy out.

The albinos seemed to be unreasonable, irritable and irritable, as if the habit of hard-line xenophobia was ingrained in their hearts, and their emotions had been successfully stirred up by the words of the plush hat in front of them; If this guy wasn't lying, then the central area that the NcR now controls was originally the main place of residence for the albinos.

It's no wonder that there are no obvious signs of life in the baseline zone, and Andy thought it was obviously abnormal, after all, the gang settled inside the dam shortly after the war.

But Andy can't do anything about it, the arrival of NcR symbolizes the general trend, and albino people don't have many options.

"Don't get so excited, no one is stopping you from leaving here to find a better life, why can't you try it." The plush hat bared its teeth, and the tendons on its neck protruded.

"Try your x x of x, surface waste! We just love to live where we love to live, and we've been like that for generations, and the Hoover Dam is ours! Everything in it is ours too! You xx, all liars and thieves! Mark glanced around, three or four albinos were already closing the encirclement, their faces cloudy, and weapons like guns or steel pipes in their hands.

He has turned on the safety of the plasma pistol, and this conflict in front of him seems to be inevitable, so it is better to strike first than this.... Before that, though, he had a problem with what the stuffed hat guy in front of him was saying.

"You say the Hoover Dam is yours?" He looked indifferently at the albino man in front of him.

"It's a joke that this great man-made structure was built hundreds of years ago by a great country called SA, and it took a group of smart people to complete the design and mobilize countless human and material resources and spend many years to finally build. Even if the Hoover Dam had become unmanaged after the war, it would never have become your property just because your ancestors had taken refuge here, and if you had to find a group to prove its deedibility to inherit it from the long-destroyed SA, it wouldn't be your share. The expression on the plush hat's face became dead silent when he heard this, and then he drew his gun and was about to shoot.

But in the next second, the gun in his hand was knocked off by a bullet. Andy put down the N99 pistol in his hand and saw that the albino man on the side was also about to raise the gun to shoot, so he fired another shot accurately and knocked the assault rifle in the man's hand away.

"Don't take it as an example." He stared at the plush hat that covered his bleeding hand with a shocked expression.

"Next time, I'll just have to explain to Billy why your heads are broken all over the floor, don't think I'm joking with you, caveman." Several albino men looked jealous and slowly retreated into the darkness.

Mark put away his plasma pistol after a moment's alertness, and Beatrice made a disappointed sound as she held the hammer, thinking she was going to eat again.

"These guys don't get in the oil and salt, and sooner or later they will suffer because they don't know the times." Mark said this as he looked at the surrounding rooms that had been used as dormitories by albino people, and there were still vague door numbers left in the doorway, and if you looked closely, you could tell that these rooms had been assigned to do something.

"It's all maintenance rooms or auxiliary offices, and the people who controlled and managed the Hoover Dam before the war worked here, and if nothing else, the office of the head of the head of the house and the general control room are also on this level, and the NcR doesn't realize the importance of this place for the time being, and there are no technicians who can control it..... But sooner or later they will come here. Andy knew this in his heart, and that NcR's taking away the center from the albino was just the beginning, but even if he did, there was nothing he could do about it.

Continuing to go deeper, the entrance to the slag pit was still deeper, sealed by a tight metal barrier, according to what Billy had told them earlier.

But before they got there, they saw what was supposed to be the room in the shower room, and Andy was a little curious after taking a look, the internal water supply of the Hoover Dam was full of pollution, not to mention that the water pipes of the albino people were not even connected to the water purifier in the central area, so they might even be using the external sewage directly.

On the premise that they are not ghouls, can albino people be immune to the toxins of those sewage? The fate of the NcR man drinking sewage was very direct in the case of the dwarf shopkeeper, who was now completely half crazy.

He walked over to a faucet and turned on the switch, and the thick green sewage immediately gushed out, and he had to quickly turn off the faucet.

“..... It's really directly connected to the outside, won't they have a problem drinking this water? Or is it because of their genetic mutations? Mark pointed to a large contraption in the corner, which looked like a metal tube with a lot of pipes attached to it.

"It's supposed to be a distillation unit... Interesting, did they do it themselves? The water pipe seems to be extended... These people must have found a relatively clean water source, and then used this still to make clean water, and I saw that the shower head over there was connected to this still, and it was the water that supplied them with bathing and drinking. Andy looked at this strange homemade still for a moment, and suddenly an idea popped up.

"Mark, you say, can this thing be used to make wine? When the time comes, these people can use food to produce alcohol, and they will have the capital to interact with the outside. Marx agreed to the idea.

"You're right, it should be possible, but only if they have their own food output, and maybe they can be satisfied when they go to run the new farm in the slag pit plan; The second is that they can no longer use this still to produce their own clean water, and now they should be completely dependent on this thing for water that they can drink and use. The three of them left the shower and continued to walk deeper, and the indirect water pipe of the shower also extended all the way, and finally they saw the metal isolation door that Billy was talking about, this square thing was fastened to the ground, and there seemed to be a lock on it.

An albino man, who was a little old, walked out of the way, carrying a key in his hand.

"Billy told me to wait here for you to come and open the door." The albino unlocked the isolation door and stepped aside.

"Don't say I didn't tell you surface waste about it, Billy might be upset then.... In the past, we also sent people down to the slag pit in order to find a water source, and finally found a puddle formed by seepage there. But there were several of us who died there, all wearing the high-grade hazmat suits we had found before, but they were still dead...", he said, half admonishing, half threatening.

"Be careful, some people say there's huge bugs in there, others say there's monsters in nightmares.... I won't go down, and if you must go down, weigh it yourself. ”