Caravans came and went, coming from all directions and heading in all directions. Andy filled the coolant into the Atomic Humvee, thinking about getting a mechanic to change the oil when he went back to the Hoover Dam..... Anyway, it's been a long time, about half a year?

The epidemic index shown by the Pip-Boy has almost come to a standstill, and the first-line railways such as the Dome Scientific Research Base - Dog City - Hanging Corpse City - Hoover Dam City have smoothly and quickly transported the tonic paste to Hoover Dam City, the most densely populated city in the Great Southwest Federal Region, and radiated to the surrounding areas, so that the epidemic there has never broken out; Later, he mixed the Hope Fruit ingredient with the special herbs distributed to the various tribes by Ouroboros Village, and used Hekate

The prestige tribe natives of the "gods" did not hesitate to accept those herbs, and powerfully kept those tribesmen away from the new plague.

After rescuing Xiaoton, Andy's popularity in New Canaan has also reached worship, and there is nothing else to be involved in here.

Now he is going to do two things, firstly, here in New Canaan, with the help of waterworks and caravans, the fruit of hope will be scattered among the settlements and tribes in the northwest of the Great Southwest Federation, and secondly, after returning to the Hoover Dam City to meet the mayor of Dodger, he will do the same in Hoover Dam, with the help of the water purifier there to completely end the new plague, and use the influence of NcR to cover the whole area connected by the railway network.

With that in mind, he threw away the empty coolant bottle and closed the hood. Blackie jumped up and down nearby, some of the children teased around him, and Andy stopped the kids before they were about to be bitten by the unbearable Blackie.

Holding the wolverine in his hands and stroking it around, Andy prepares to go to Sheriff O'Connor to explain the importance of Hope Fruit.

"Doctor! Are there any doctors here? "In the place where the merchants were concentrated, several people dressed as mercenaries were shouting, and behind them several people carried a stretcher, wearing armor with a golden lion's head in uniform paint.

Ryan was called, and since Sheriff O'Connor announced the change of Jericho's laws, his drug business had been banned, which also made him think about leaving, but seeing that Jericho Town... Oh, now it's called the New Canaan Jericho Waterworks area, and seeing the incredible flow of people in this area, he thought that this was a great business opportunity to make bottle caps everywhere.

Using the bottle cap that Sheriff O'Connor promised to requisition drugs for subsequent reimbursement, Ryan bought a large number of medical supplies, including various bandages, rubber gloves, leather tubes, treatment needles, super treatment needles, hemostats and other things.

Although this is not comparable to the income from selling drugs before.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Ryan walked casually, most of the injuries were caused by the attack of wasteland creatures on the way here, or they were just occasionally affected by wind and cold, they were all minor diseases, and they could be cured by prescribing some local medicine for the treatment of wind and cold injuries by the tribesmen, if it really didn't work, they would go to the treatment needle, and if they didn't work, they would use the super ones, although this thing couldn't heal the internal organs, but if they hurt their lungs, most of them would seem to be people who couldn't survive, and no one would trouble him if they couldn't be cured.

Therefore, Dr. Lane is still being a charlatan with the title of doctor when no one has broken it.

"He's sick, very sick!" The bald man dressed as a mercenary at the head looked fierce, but at the moment, he was worried about his companion's injury, and his face was only anxious and anxious.

Andy glanced at it from a distance, taking advantage of his height, he saw that the man in the stretcher was wrapped in the quilt, and he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but the man suddenly stretched out his hand from the quilt, and his leaking arm was covered with blue blisters.

He couldn't help but pay attention now. Dr. Ryan pretended to walk over with a medical kit, and the mercenary merchants respectfully begged him to heal his brother and promised to pay him a high reward, which made the corners of Dr. Ryan's mouth rise uncontrollably.

"Relax, do you catch a cold when you sleep at night? Or was he bitten on the leg by some coyote and wild dog, and the high fever did not go away after the infection and suppuration? It's all trivial, and I'll be cured right away. He walked over slowly, lifted the quilt and looked at it, then froze in place, and after a moment his fingers loosened, and the quilt was back covered.

Dr. Lane coughed twice in embarrassment, suppressing the horror on his face.

"Ahem, um.... This, you brother, how did he get to where he is? Be.... Was something splashed while scavenging in some pre-war facility? The bald head at the head immediately walked over and spoke.

"No, doctor, this brother of mine has always been fine, that is, he went out by himself a week ago, and after he came back, he began to cough and fever, and then these strange things began to grow on his body, and we also took some medicine for him to eat, and the treatment needles and tribal local medicine were used, but it didn't work!" Dr. Lane was still horrified, the quilt was lifted and there was an unimaginable stench, and the patient was covered in huge blue blisters, some of which had burst, and a large amount of blue pus was leaking.

"This disease.... I'm afraid I can't cure this disease. As soon as he said this, he immediately saw that the eyes of the businessmen dressed as mercenaries changed.

The bald head even grabbed him by the collar directly.

"What do you say? You're a doctor, everyone calls you a doctor, and if you can't cure him, I'll beat you to death today! Doctor Ryan asked for help from the people around him in horror, but the mercenaries pulled out their weapons one after another, and everyone retreated, because those weapons were actually energy weapons, including laser Thompson, plasma pistol, laser rifle and even flamethrower.... These things are not good equipment that ordinary people can have, energy weapons were relatively rare high-end military technology creations before the war, maybe wearing a body armor can effectively stop small-caliber bullets, but any kind of energy weapon can directly penetrate it, causing almost untreatable damage, or even directly turning people into ashes or green slime.

At NcR, energy weapons have long been a taboo subject because of the Brotherhood of Steel's claims.

The bald head pressed the plasma pistol in his hand against Dr. Lane's chin.

"Listen, Lao Tzu has come all the way here, my brother can't afford to wait at all, you cure him for me, you must cure me! If he dies, you bury him!" The saliva in his mouth squirted into Dr. Lane's face, making him shiver with fear.

Andy suddenly wanted to do an experiment, he asked the person next to him to exchange a bottle cap for a dirty glass, this cup didn't know how long it had been used, the dirt inside was amazingly thick, I don't know what the person used this cup to drink.

Break open a fruit of hope, then crush it with your hands, pour it into a cup, then take out a bottle of Jericho's specialty water, pour it into the cup, stir with one finger, the broken flesh of the fruit of hope fruit magically melts in the water, and the whole cup of water finally only emerges a faint green.

When Dr. Ryan was punched, he finally covered his face and sobbed and agreed to try to treat him, and the Jericho police arrived, those mercenaries were not afraid at all, holding powerful energy weapons in their hands and threatening no one to approach, these people seemed to be so arrogant for more than a day or two, and they looked like businessmen, more like predators or gangsters disguised as businessmen.

Dr. Lane shuddered and took out a treatment needle, and before he could inject it, he was punched again.

"What's the use of that thing? We've all given him several injections, and it's useless! Heal him for me! Don't try to fool me! The bald mercenary merchant fired a shot at the ground, and the green plasma instantly evaporated a stone on the ground, forming a small crater.

"Ahh Don't shoot, don't shoot! Dr. Lane was so frightened that he burst into tears.

"I'm not a doctor! I'm just a liar, I won't heal! You.... Let me go! The bald mercenary's head was bruised, and just as he was about to swing his fist again, a man pushed away the onlookers and walked out.

"Wait, I'll cure it." Everyone turned their heads to look and found that it was a stout man wearing a cowboy hat and a long brown trench coat, and at the moment he was holding a glass in his hand, which contained some liquid, and looked as if he was walking over while drinking water, which was really calm.

The bald mercenary looked at Andy twice, pushed Dr. Ryan away, and beckoned to him.

"Let him come!" The mercenaries let out a path, and Andy walked in unhurriedly, letting Dr. Lane, who was full of tears and snot, run out with a fart.

The bald head looked at Andy, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the glass of water he was still holding in his hand.

"I want to ask you how to cure it? .... Also, dump that thing in your hand before you do anything! Andy raised his other hand and shook his index finger at him.

"That's not going to work, if this glass of water is poured, your brother will be dead." The bald head's incomprehensible eyes swept wildly, and after a moment he gritted his teeth and made a guess.

"You.... What the fuck are you a tribal witch doctor without? What does healing and saving people have to do with you holding a glass of water in your hand? Andy held up the glass.

"Let him drink this glass of water, and he will be healed, do you believe it?" The bald man's eyes widened, his hand holding the plasma pistol trembled, and he struggled for a moment between the two choices of destroying the bullshit in front of him with one shot and listening to him stupidly, and after seeing the poor man on the stretcher, he still put down the gun in his hand.

"I don't believe it, but since you said so, then you can try, if he doesn't have a good .... I'll have to pour your brains into your broken cup as a sacrifice. Andy shrugged, pulled up the quilt and broke open the mouth of the mercenary who was about to die of the new plague virus, and rudely poured a whole glass of water into it.

About ten minutes later, just as the bald mercenary was considering whether to shoot, he suddenly noticed that the huge blue blisters were becoming shriveled, some of which had burst naturally, and the pus had scabbed out.

"Useful? ..... Really useful?? The bald head muttered in disbelief, then laughed.

The mercenary guy wanted to take out the bottle cap to thank him, but as soon as he put his hand in, his face showed embarrassment.

"Ahem-well, it looks like I have to thank you, I might not be sincere with the cap, so let's give you this gun." He handed Andy the plasma pistol.

Andy took it in his hand and turned it around twice, and it felt good. [Glock 86 Plasma Pistol] [Accessories: Rear Magnetic Field Restraint, Remote Scope] [Description: Another Name

"Plasma Defender", the ammunition is an electronic charge pack, the plasma gas mass shot has an extremely high temperature, enough to dissolve heat-resistant ceramics and special steel, and the additional accessories can improve the efficiency of plasma firing, greatly reducing consumption, and there is a mark on the side of the gun body that has been filed.

Seeing that the curtain came down on the show, the crowd of onlookers retreated, and only some Jericho police officers were still vigilantly staring at these dangerous elements.

Andy chatted with these people for a while, and learned that they came here from Reading City, New California, and several of them were related relatives, all of whom came from a caravan company called the Van Graff family, specializing in the business of selling weapons, and the main business was all kinds of energy weapons, and sometimes they would go to temporary jobs as bounty hunters on the way.

A group of eight of them were walking on the road, but one of them suddenly fell ill, so they went all the way to Jericho for medical advice.

I took out some bottle caps and traded back dozens of electronic charging packs. Andy took it in his hand and found that this thing looked about the same size as a common miniature nuclear fusion battery, that is, the color was red, and it seemed to be heavier, he hadn't paid attention to this aspect before, so he asked the bald head in front of him to explain, as a merchant specializing in selling energy weapons, he must know a lot about it.

"There are many kinds of batteries, and the oldest antique energy weapons use energy batteries, and this is it." Van Graff's bald head held up an energy battery, which resembled three small cells wrapped in a metal band.

"This thing contains very little energy, not only will it be used up quickly, but the energy emitted is not good, but its yield is quite high, and it can be recycled and recharged, which is very economical." He held up a yellow cell, about the size of an energy cell, and a volume that could be held with one hand, but it was a cylindrical whole, and this one was very common, a miniature fusion cell.

"This is a miniature nuclear fusion battery, which is generally used by rifles and above energy weapons, and the energy contained in it is much higher than that of ordinary energy batteries, and the energy fired by weapons that use it as ammunition is also much more fierce." Finally, he pulls out the ammo called the Electronic Charge Pack.

"This is the most powerful energy ammunition known at present, and it will only be used by some high-velocity energy weapons or even heavy energy weapons, of course, some very good goods, although they are not heavy and have a low rate of fire, they still need it as ammunition, such as the weapon I gave you... You have to use it well, this thing is said to have been used by an officer of Navarro's enclave in the past, and I have not done you any wrong. Saying goodbye to those few bad guys from the Van Graff family, Andy thought to himself, the one at Hoover Dam can be said to be a heaven and an earth compared to these people, these people talk nicely, what kind of part-time bounty hunters, look at the posture of killing people on the spot in a small town just now, and maybe they are doing dirty work behind the scenes after doing business.

Sergeant O'Connor came over and talked to Andy for a while, and Andy told him what had just happened, and told him what he thought, and the sheriff had learned of the patient's miserable condition from the description of the others, and out of high trust in Andy, he immediately agreed to his request.

"If they do grow enough fruit over there... I'll do as you say, and those guys today went too far and wanted to kill people in front of us, and those guys had to be blacklisted. Andy didn't have a problem with that, he didn't have much of a relationship with the Van Graff guys anyway, and he then went to the territory of the Post-Saints and saw Alexandra and Pablo pointing at the newly cultivated fields.

"I've got to get ready to go back... There are important things to do, but until then. Andy handed the fruit of hope into Pablo's hands.

"I'll give you this, you will grow very quickly after planting, it will bear a lot of fruit, and the fruit can grow quickly, but it will also quickly overdraft the fertility of the soil during this period, which is a test of people's planting skills, whether it is fertilizer or rotation... Anyway I think you can grow it well, after all, you're an agriculturist, right? Pablo took the little green fruit.

"Uh.... Is there anything special about this fruit? It looks like a variant fruit. Andy pointed to it to explain, not long ago he remembered that Diana had said that FEV was hydrophilic, so hope fruit should have this property as well, and after trying it, it did confirm this, and immediately gave the infected caravan member water mixed with the fruit, and it didn't take long for it to have an effect, and the herb from Ouroboros Village also had an effect, so Andy had a new idea.

"There's a virus out there, but this fruit can cure the disease caused by the virus, it can be mixed in water, I suggest you mix the fruit into the storage tank of the Jericho water plant, it will not only work, but the water will taste better." Pablo scratched his head a little skeptically.

"Are you sure? Forehead.... On the water plant side, O'Connor still has the final say. Andy dismissed his concerns.

"I've made it clear to him, and I've even cured a person in front of him, and he already understands the necessity of this matter." After explaining, Andy looked at Alexandra.

"Where are you going next? Do you want to continue traveling with me? I'll keep paying the caps to hire you. Alexandra thought about it for a while, but finally refused.

"You have what you have to do, I have what I have to do, there are still many places in New Canaan that need help, I can't leave just yet... So, thank you for having me. She looked up at Jeremiah, who was not far away and was greeting a sick new member of the Post-Saint Church, this prophet's combat effectiveness was really worrying, when fighting against the 215 Gang, he bravely stood at the front line with Sheriff O'Connor, but not long after the battle began, he was shot and fell to the ground, fortunately Dr. Angela was next to him, and he was dragged away in time for treatment, otherwise the legendary prophet of the Post-Saint Church would have died.

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but miss someone.

"If only Joshua were still .....," she said subconsciously, and then abruptly silenced, but Andy had already heard it.

"Who is Joshua?"