Andy arrives exhausted to the tent that Sandman has arranged for Gillian to stay temporarily.

"Where did you go last night?"

Gillian asked, but Andy couldn't answer.

"Something... Well, it's related to the shaman named Gula, and I'm probably fine now, so I'll go see him later. ”

Gillian wanted to speak again and again, but finally couldn't hold back.

"Why did the two-headed cow keep barking yesterday? Or if it was the cry of a two-headed cow, I saw that these natives had a few cows, but..."

Andy rubbed his temples, maybe the two-headed cow in Gillian's mouth wasn't referring to a real two-headed cow... But now she'd better think it was indeed a cow.

"Probably the cows they raised were sick too... I've heard that one subspecies of the virus can infect two-headed cows, and I'm going to treat those cows later, but anyway, it's fine... But Gillian you're really good, I thought you only had an opinion on mechanical things, but I didn't expect you to know how to make radiation pills. ”

Gillian still felt that something was not right, but she didn't want to delve any further.

"Actually, this is not my specialty, but you also know that as a human being, if you want to survive in the reservation for a long time, you have to learn to deal with the intense radiation there, and I don't have the opportunity to get paid to buy radiation medicine as a slave, and I can't wear radiation protection clothing 24 hours a day... Slaves on the reservation can regularly apply for radiation medicine from the slave manager named Horatio, but I, as a special being, was assigned to Hank personally by measles, so if I want to take radiation medicine, I have to go through an extra process... I could tell what Hank was thinking, and even though he was a good guy, I still couldn't accept ghouls, so I kept trying to figure out how to make my own radiation pills. “

"Luckily, I happened to meet a ghoul named Marty, who ran a chemistry studio in the reservation, and like Hank, he didn't have that much of an opinion about humans, so I had the opportunity to ask him how to make his own radiopotion, and he told me about this recipe, which he learned when he was traveling in the wasteland."

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

Walking in the sandman tribe, some passing guys began to show strange expressions to Andy, all of which he ignored, and there was a faint pain in some places under the armor, last night was really a "battle", and he almost rolled out of the tent several times, although Kleek's endurance was also very strong, but in the end it was not as good as him, and now he is probably still snoring on a bed covered with soft fur.

I went to Gulla's tent again, and when I walked in, I saw that he had woken up.

The thin old man couldn't stop thanking him when he learned that Andy had saved him.

Andy, worried that Klick couldn't figure things out, repeats what he had said to Klick last night to Gulla.

"The Sandman tribe can't stay here anymore, you have to leave, and you have the possibility of leaving now, even if you don't trade with the reservation anymore you can make your own radiation potions, although it may cost you a trading partner who can monetize your garbage, but do you really like to trade with those ghouls who look down on people with strong radiation?"

Gula pondered for a moment and agreed with Andy, but raised his own doubts.

"We really don't like to trade with reservations, and we've always been forced to continue in order to get radioactive drugs, but having said that, trading with them has really made us a reward, and we've been able to maintain it to this day because we've been recycling garbage from the wasteland in exchange for what we need, and that's all we're going to do, and if we leave this place, we probably won't be able to find that much garbage."

Andy thinks back for a moment, if there is any place with the most garbage along the way, it must be Dog Town, and the deadly Denver dog herd has retreated to the outskirts of Dog Town after the eviction broadcast is turned on, and NcR has reconnected with Dog City by rail and is involved in settlement construction and the garbage trade, which should be thriving by now.

Otherwise, in addition to the barren land of New MS, Colorara, Arizonsan, and Utah are all garbage-rich and beautiful compared to the Great Southwest Federation, which is better than this radiant desert.

After telling Gula all the things he had seen along the way, the old shaman's eyes lit up, and Andy's news about the outside world turned his previous perception that for a long time only the escaped slaves had joined the sandman tribe, and they often spoke of only despair outside.

"I see, thank you for telling us this, but why did you come to us to help us for free? You know, we can barely make ends meet, but we don't have any wealth in our hands, and we can't give you a good reward. ”

Hearing Gula ask about this, Andy no longer hid anything, and there was nothing to hide in the first place, and telling them the truth might have prompted them to leave.

"Then I'll be blunt, I'm here mainly because there are two people on the reservation who asked me to come here to find you, one is Hank, who has been trading with you..."

Gula's expression changed when he heard this.

"Hank, he is the benefactor of our tribe, we have always been mainly connected with him, although I don't know how he did it, but he himself learned our words and is willing to provide us with a fair chance of dealing, as was the case in the previous chiefs, that is, Klick's elders, if he sent you to help us, then we really owe him too much."

Andy didn't want all the credit to go to Hank for no reason, so he hurried to explain it.

"No, no, no.... Actually, he just wants me to warn you to get out of here, and the reason why he did this has something to do with the second person who sent me, who is a high-ranking ghoul on the reservation, and he thinks that your tribe is always stealing while trading with the reservation, and this theft is now unbearable for them. ”

"I don't know if you can understand it, but when I was sent, he told me that I could do whatever I wanted to achieve my goals, and I just wanted you not to appear in front of them again. The man even suggested that I attack you directly and kill all of you, or assassinate Klick and blame the others for starting a civil strife in your tribe, but I still want to settle this matter peacefully, and you really need to get out of here, because this is not a good place. ”

Gura's face changed and changed, and finally he sighed.

"Well, thank you again, you feel it too, right? Because we've been dependent on those drugs for a long time, we're getting worse from generation to generation, the ones you call ghouls have a very bad attitude towards us, and we've tried to find someone other than Hank, but because people can't speak to outsiders, we can only barely spit out a few sporadic words, and this attempt has always been unsuccessful. ”

"The tribe can't afford idlers, and we can't just trade with Hank for everything we need, for a long time we had to send people there to steal, especially those who are new to the mix, I know that stealing is definitely not a good act, but we have to find a way to survive."

Andy nodded silently, after coming here, he saw that most of the tribesmen here were indeed yellow-faced and thin-skinned, and for them, it was no longer worth paying attention to any courtesy, righteousness and shame.

"You have to go, as soon as possible, if I fail, the reserve will send people to try, then I don't know what they will do, you can go north or west, if you go north, you may find a lot of precious garbage that can be recycled to help you get rich, and to the west you can find a lot of tribal settlements, they will buy your goods like a reservation, and the attitude will be better, and then you can also try to gradually get rid of radiation in a place where there is no radiation, In this way, I believe that your body and your offspring will gradually return to their normal state. ”

Gula still pulled his beard and made a serious decision.

"Well, let's be ready to go in a month or two, like you said, to the west and the north, and hopefully as you say, we'll get back to normal when we leave here, and hopefully our children will be able to speak as freely as you do, instead of holding stones like I do."

Andy, of course, won't object, after all, he still needs the Sandman tribe to temporarily take in Gillian first, and for the time being, the Atomic Hummer is still waiting for rescue in the quicksand.

"My partner will stay with you for a while, I hope you can take care of me, and I will leave if it's okay."

Gula suddenly stood up from the bed.

"Wait, although we can't come up with any decent thank-you gifts, there are still some fighting skills that can be taught to you, and it is by relying on these skills that our tribe can survive in this cruel wasteland, what do you think, do you want to learn from us?"

Andy was stunned for a moment, but immediately accepted happily, since the last time he learned the way of war dogs with the teacher in the Cocked Dog Village, he has not had the opportunity to learn the fighting skills of the tribesmen for a long time, because after the rabies was cured, the dog is no longer suitable to be his own war dog, and with the continuous iteration of the equipment and the change in fighting style, the fighting skills of the Twisted Dog Village are now useless, although I don't know what the characteristics of the fighting skills of the Sandman tribe are, but from the point of view of Klick, The practical effect of this technique should be quite good.

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

Standing in front of Klick, Andy saw that she was looking at herself with a strange look, which gave him goosebumps, wouldn't she want to do it again after such a short time....

Gula coughed twice, took out the stone from his mouth and began to speak to Klick in tribal language.

"Andy, yes, tribe, good, we, yes, he, good, Klick, you, teach, Andy, back Papa, bang Papa."

Andy was puzzled to hear two new words of gibberish that he hadn't learned from Hank's teaching book, what is the name of Returning Papa? What is Bang Papa called? Where is this?

Klicker glanced at Gula and nodded, then raised his chin at Andy.

"Learn, follow, me, move."

So a martial arts lesson began, Klee first taught Andy the so-called "back Papa" technique, this technique is to put it bluntly the big pendulum that knocked down Andy that day, and this skill can actually be played with arms or legs at will, once hitting the opponent often causes him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Andy watched Klick's demonstration for a while, compared to the NcR Ranger's physical stunt Ranger sweep leg he had seen before, this move is not so deceptive, if the other party lacks insight when the Ranger sweeps the leg, he will often not retreat when he sees the Ranger leaning back, and then be swept down directly, but this move back Papa takes a different path, tending to be fierce and changeable.

Fierce means that this move focuses on a powerful horizontal thrust force that bursts out in an instant, making the opponent fall down directly because of the sudden force, and changeable means that this move does not need a fixed martial arts frame, such as sweeping the hall leg can only play the best effect when the opponent is close, defenseless and a two-legged standing target. If it's a legless FEV floating mutant monster like Andy's encounter in the 1c lab inside Hoover Dam, or a mutant wasp with flying abilities like the Union Station outside New Canaan, it's useless.

After a brief demonstration, Kleo asked Andy to use the technique he taught him to actually play with her, using this method to speed up Andy's understanding.

After being knocked down several times in a row, Klick's deep understanding of this technique surprised Andy, the same technique seemed to be almost unlimited when she used it, she could use it almost everywhere in her body, even when she was close enough to swing her arms and legs, and she could use it nimbly, steadily knocking Andy out.

Defeated again, Andy stood on the spot and realized that this technique had been practiced by Klick to another level, for her it had almost become a kind of "strength" that penetrated her whole body rather than some fixed physical move, and she had completely freed herself from the shackles of thinking and understanding in this regard.

Andy looked at Klick, who didn't breathe, and thought to himself that he was able to knock down Klick smoothly before because she lost control of her emotions and lost her mind, this young strong female chief was clearly already a physical master, but after she went crazy that day, she only knew that the bull was rushing, kicking and beating, so she was forcibly subdued by Andy with the advantage of strength, and now it seems that if she is in a conscious state and fights against herself, even if she can win in the end, it will be very difficult to win.

Gula watched for a moment, and suddenly interjected, interrupting the sparring between the two.

"Klick, stop, change, bang papa."

Andy watched expectantly as Klicker showed off another move, and she beckoned to the onlookers who came up carrying a rusty iron table and placed a stone on it.

This stone is about the size of a human head, pitch black in color, and if it is thrown vigorously, it is also a murder weapon that can deform people's heads and die.

But he saw Klick standing in front of the table with the stones, his legs apart on the ground, his arms folded upward, one hand stretched forward in front of the stone, five fingers stretched out on the stone, his wrists sinking, as if he was only caressing the rough and hard stone very relaxed.

Just when Andy wondered what she was going to do, Klick suddenly straightened her chest and took a deep breath and spread her legs more apart to shift her weight downward, but instead of exhaling the breath, she yelled suddenly.

"Ahh

There was a loud bang, and Andy didn't even see what Clitch had done, the stone had burst open, and some flying stone scum even hit Andy's face.

Surprised, Andy was about to walk forward, but was stopped by Gura.

I saw that Kleek did the same again, and there was another "ah-ha", but instead of five fingers clenched into a fist, but five fingers together for a knife and slashed down, the rusty iron table was also very thick although it was old, and it was actually broken from the middle under Kleek's split.

Standing in front of the rubble and the iron table in half, Kleek withdrew his arm and let out a slow breath of cloudy air, as if he had no sense of what he had just done to break the iron.