In an attempt to find the scavengers' settlements, Andy is wandering around the reservation trade area.

It wasn't long before he discovered a sneaky guy.

It was a man dressed as a tribe man, not wearing a radiation suit and not a ghoul, it stands to reason that he might be a slave, but the slaves on the reserve were strictly guarded, and the guards also turned a blind eye to the presence of the tribesmen in the trade area to roam freely, which could only mean that this person was not a slave on the reservation and was not a merchant who came to trade here, so he could only be a scavenger.

Andy walked up to him and stopped him.

"What for?"

The tribesmen were taken aback, and hurriedly replied in a very unskilled lingua franca.

"Nothing... I'm just lost, I'm Chief Klick's man..."

Andy just wanted to continue the interrogation, but the more he looked at this person, the more familiar he became, and suddenly he remembered that on the way to the reservation, he had killed a group of slave traders and liberated the group of slaves, and the person in front of him seemed to be one of the slaves at that time, but he didn't expect that in just a few days, he turned into a scavenger.

"Is that you? You used to be a slave, right? ”

The Buraku shuddered and were about to turn around and run away when Andy controlled them like chickens.

"What are you running? I am the one who released you before. ”

After a few words, the tribesmen finally calmed down, and in the conversation with him, Andy learned that after he had killed the slave traders that day, the freed slaves had just rejoiced that they had been freed, and found that they were now in trouble, many of whom had been captured from far away by the group of slave traders who called themselves the family of Ibn or bought from other slave traders, and the new mS side was completely unfamiliar to them, although the slave traders' supplies were available to them at will, But no one knows where to survive after that.

Some left alone, some went in groups, they disappeared in different directions, the remaining slaves had to huddle in a group in the desert while walking in confusion while counting the few supplies left, and in desperation, a few people took advantage of the night when everyone was asleep to steal all the supplies and escaped, and then the journey suddenly increased to the difficulty of hell.

Thankfully, they met the scavengers, and the chieftain Klick took them in, and one of the scavengers came out and told the fleeing slaves that they were not the first slaves to escape from the slave traders and meet the scavengers by chance, but that they had joined the tribe as before.

The group of tribesmen who are hastily called scavengers on the reserve are actually called the Sand Tribe, and these people roam the desert all year round, not missing any opportunity to make a living, and the only way for these fugitive slaves to survive is to join the Sand Man tribe and become a member of it, otherwise they will soon die in the desert, forcing the group of slaves to join the tribe.

In this way, the tribeamen became a scavenger.

Andy sighed in his heart, he really didn't have a better way at that time, although he rescued those slaves from the slave traders and let them use the slave traders' supplies to leave here, but how these slaves settled him really couldn't care about how to settle them after, after all, he had more important things to do in front of him, he couldn't take such a group of slaves all over the wasteland to find a place to contain them, right? It was a good ending for them to be taken in by the Sandman tribe, better than being sent to work on the reservation until they died of exhaustion or died of thirst in the desert after regaining their freedom.

"I've got something to ask you Chief Klick to take me to where you live."

The Buraku people looked bitter and defended themselves in a lingua franca with a strong accent.

"Yes, but I haven't completed the task given to me by the chief, and if I go back now, I won't be able to get food and medicine."

Andy looked at him with a strange look on his face and asked.

"What task? Do you know that the radiation here is very strong, and you are running around here without wearing a radiation suit, and you will die miserably in a few days! ”

The tribesmen took out a few pills and showed them to Andy.

"The chief sent us this, after eating it, it can ward off the invisible fire, and my task is to take something of value from here, because I haven't picked up garbage outside that can come here to trade..."

Andy took the pill and put it in his hand and knew that it was a few tablets of anti-radiation, it was an anti-radiation drug that had been mass-produced before the war, and after eating it, it would indeed improve the radiation resistance of the human body during the effect of the drug, but this amount of medicine was not enough for the human body to completely resist the damage of radiation, at most it was a little prolonged outdoor activity time without wearing a radiation-proof suit.

Even after taking a few pills, this movement on the reserve without protective equipment is still dangerous.

"How is she...."

Andy stopped talking, asking a man who had just joined the Sandman tribe for a few days and hoping for answers.

"Forget it, anything can be done, right? Then this one is for you. ”

He took out a rifle from the Pip-Boy, and when he left from the Hoover Dam, Major Fleming took him to the armory in the city of Hoover Dam, and when he went in, he found that there were no rare weapons in the armory, they were all conventional weapons in the hands of the soldiers, so Andy took some grenades and a military rifle and left.

Originally, I thought that this military rifle could find a place to sell some bottle caps, but now I just threw it to the tribesmen and asked him to go back and pay for it.

This time the Buraku people immediately agreed to return, and the two left the reservation.

.......................

Find Gillian and Black, who were waiting for them, and lead them into the desert outside with the tribesmen, and after walking for half an hour, they finally saw a tent camp in the desert. The messy tents are of different shapes and materials, some of them look like a dwelling, and some of them look like low kennels.

A large number of scrap metal fragments, various small appliances that have long since broken down, scraps of concrete buildings with steel bars, and miscellaneous metal parts that have been picked up from somewhere, these things are piled up everywhere, and Andy feels like he is back to what he saw when he looked at the tattered collection of the salvage workers in Dog Town.

As soon as he saw someone approaching, the Laippi dog, who was tied to the perimeter of the camp, immediately barked loudly.

The Buraku who led Andy over immediately stopped and turned to admonish Andy.

"Don't make a noise for a while, I haven't learned what they say yet, only a few sentences, I hope the shaman can help reduce the hostility..."

The tribesmen in the camp sprang out of their tents at the sound of the dog's barking, first checking if their garbage had been passed before turning their attention to Andy, all of whom were vigilant and hastily prepared their heavy armor and heavy weapons.

Klick stood in the middle of them, her terrifying physique making her look imposing.

The one who led the way walked over and tried to communicate in a stumbling gibberish, but was waved by a thin old man standing beside Klick covered in strange metal charms to drag him away, and the eyes of these people were staring at Gillian and Andy, the two new uninvited guests outside, and the murderous aura in their eyes was not concealed.

Gillian looked at Andy worriedly, only to find that he didn't flinch at all, but moved forward.

"Listen to me, I, will say, you, words."

As soon as Andy opened his mouth in gibberish, the entire camp fell silent instantly, and then the tension immediately eased to the naked eye, and of course, it seemed to Gillian that Andy was suddenly going crazy and uttered a long list of babbling words.

Klick had already loaded the crossbow on his arm, but he was stunned when he heard Andy speak gibberish, and then let go of the weapon that had been wound.

Although she is no longer so tense in her movements, she still seems strong and impatient in her mouth.

"You, will, say, good, we, words, very, good, you, new, we, sandman, rules, take, iron, give, medicine, go, south, glow, buy, sell, no, go, take, you, must, I, tell, you, listen, I..."

It's very short, this large string of confused, fast-talking, and broken nonsense was poured out by Kleek like pouring beans, even if Andy could understand the meaning, he was stunned, but thinking of what he had learned in Hank's book before, at such a time, if he didn't understand, he had to respond to the other party as quickly as possible, even if it was a meaningless hum or something, otherwise it would be a kind of provocation and contempt, which was tantamount to a mockery before the war for the impatient sandman.

"Klick, I, Andy, no, join, I, dang, you, friend."

When Andy said this, Klick was stunned again, as if he didn't know how to deal with the situation.

The sand people around looked at each other, and the thin old man with a lot of metal ornaments came out, and after whispering a few words to Klick, he came to Andy, and when he opened his mouth, he spoke in a common language.

"Hello, your name is Andy, isn't it? Outsiders who can speak our words are really rare, and they are even rarer to come to us to find us, of course we are willing to make friends with you, Klick has only succeeded as chief for a short time, that child is still young and anxious, I don't know how to communicate with you, I am the shaman of the Sand People tribe, you can talk to me in outside words. ”

Andy understood what the old man who claimed to be Gula was saying, but when he spoke, it sounded like he had something in his mouth, which was much more convenient than talking gibberish.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to speak the SA lingua franca anymore."

Hearing Andy say this, Gula opened his mouth to reveal a pair of strangely shaped stones stuck in his mouth.

"Our mouths have changed, and if we don't use this 'sound stone' with a difficult vocal technique from an early age, we can't speak what you say, we can only speak our own sand language, which is the most suitable language for us... Those who later joined us, after living with us for a while, their mouths will also change, and then they will naturally learn our words. ”

Andy immediately observed the shaman when he heard this, and found that his cheeks and part of his neck had abnormal growth and swelling, and before coming here, he had heard from measles that the most purchased thing from the reserve was radiation medicine, both anti-radiation and radiation, and the stability of the demand for radiation medicine could indicate that these people had developed a serious physiological dependence on radiation medicine.

As for the consequences of becoming dependent on these drugs, it was clear to the NcR soldiers outside the dome that the chemicals ingested in large quantities could temporarily keep people safe from the threat of radiation, but over time they would develop severe addiction and serious physical and mental effects.

Looking around at these sand figures, although they are all wearing clothes and armor made of rubber, leather, and metal, you can still see that their cheeks and necks also have tumor-like abnormalities, and their behavior is also quite strange, like Klick's behavior, which means that their mental state is not very stable compared to ordinary people.

"Why do you keep taking those pills? It's the ones you go to the reservation and get back the garbage. ”

Gu stretched out a hand, holding a bottle of anti-Shen Ning from his clothes.

"The place where we operate is full of invisible fires, if we don't take medicine, we will die very quickly, and we can't do without these medicines, we take these drugs in every generation, and if we don't take them for a while, we will be quite miserable... Reservations, you say? Is that a great tribe of evil spirits in that glowing place to the south? Yes, we have to deal with them all year round, because only they have medicine. ”

Andy listened to Gula's explanation and looked at the people in front of him, it turned out that they had been trapped in a strange circle for several generations, in order to survive in this place with severe radiation, they continued to take radiation drugs, and the side effects and harsh living environment made their offspring genetically deteriorate, and finally became the current sand man.

Now, radiation medicine has also become a necessity in their daily life, but this thing can only be exchanged from the reserve, so they can't stay too far away from here, and the area near the reservation should be the area with the highest new mS radiation, so they can only rely more on radiation medicine without radiation protection suits, and there is no chance to leave this place to look for changes elsewhere, and so on, completely becoming a group of freaks that no one understands....

Andy contemplated the words, he had to warn the Buraku, but after thinking about it, he realized that it was a dead knot, because the Sandmen couldn't do without radioactive medicine, and radiomedicine could only be supplied in a stable supply in reserved areas.

"Don't you think those pills are causing you to be weakened?"

Gura let out a long sigh.

"Our population has been decreasing over the years, and now most of these members are foreign fugitive slaves that we have taken in, and I can't find anyone who can inherit all my tribal skills, and every generation is getting more stupid and irritable, and when I die, there will be no one who can teach the newcomers to learn to speak our language in the language of outsiders, and then the tribe will be completely finished... But what can we do? Those medicines, we can't do without them, and we can't do without here. ”

Just when Andy was in trouble, Gillian suddenly spoke.

"I know a recipe."