Reserve - City - Sanctuary - Level 1.

In one room, two ghouls in white coats were pointing at the strong man lying on the bed in horror, and at the moment the room was in a mess, a health detection device fell to the ground and seemed to have been destroyed, and there were several terrible fist prints on the metal wall next to the bed.

"I told you, don't just use this thing for slippery skin, their physiological indicators are different from ours, and we will tremble when we run out, and if we use them for it, we will go to heaven!"

The ghoul crouching next to Marty complained.

"Look at this, that slippery skin is like a monster, and it almost sent me away with a single punch."

Marty scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I didn't expect it, this is the first time I've seen such a violent reaction, they quickly lay on the bed and giggle after I gave those slippery slaves hot kisses, but how can he use this effect is more terrifying than the madness of overdosing."

Not long ago, Andy made a big fuss, running into the hallway of Level 1 and grabbing the air with both hands, frightening a lot of passing ghouls, and after a while he started jumping up and down again, kicking and kicking around, talking nonsense and babbling at the same time, it sounded like he saw something crawling on him.

Before the situation could escalate, Marty, who hurried out to hear the voice, gave Andy a tranquilizer with a syringe, and then took advantage of his quietness to call another draugr and drag Andy to their dormitory.

Marty's roommate has made some achievements in the medical field, and soon noticed that Andy had a very dangerous neurotoxin poisoning, considering his identity, both of them understood that once Andy had an accident, they would not be able to eat and walk around, so they quickly tried to put Andy with medical equipment and inject antidotes.

I didn't think Andy suddenly moved on his own, although he was still dazed and didn't even open his eyes when he looked at his face, but his fist really forced the two ghouls who tried to get close to him back, Marty's roommate was directly punched, thanks to the hot kiss greatly weakened his strength, after injecting the treatment needle, the ghoul was lucky not to be killed by Andy in a comatose state with his fist on the spot.

After breaking a precious medical machine and leaving a few fist marks on the wall, Andy regains his composure, and after a while he suddenly sits up on his own and starts vomiting.

"What the hell is going on? Is he awake? ”

Marty looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and the roommate next to him leaned over cautiously to take a look, and was frightened by Andy's instantaneous raised fist and fell back again and again.

"It's definitely not awake, how can you be awake without opening your eyes... There must be something wrong with him, the clothes... Could it be some kind of high-tech implanted with AI and electronic muscles? But how is it possible, where does the current slippery have the opportunity to get this high-end gadget? ”

He looked at the vomit on the ground and grinned.

"Hell, you're going to clean that thing up in a minute, you know, Marty? You all provoked it! ”

Marty sighed.

"Okay, okay, I'll come, it's actually nothing, if he comes out in a while, that's..."

As he spoke, Andy on the bed suddenly changed his position, pouted his ass and began to crackle towards the floor.

"Oh! Oh, my God! ”

"Oh my God!!"

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

When Andy opened his eyes, he felt relaxed.

When I got up from the bed, I saw Marty, who was sitting not far away staring at him.

"Are you awake?"

Marty looked at him with a resentful expression, then slowly stood up.

"What's wrong with me?"

Andy looked left and right, unable to figure out why he was suddenly lying here.

Marty walked over and asked earnestly.

"What do you remember?"

Andy rubbed his temples, his memory stuck on when he first walked into the chemistry lab.... He really couldn't remember what happened after that, as if he had been talking to the ghoul named Marty in front of him for a while, and then everything was in the paste.

In those pastes, Andy vaguely felt that he had been lying down for a while, but this was also too scary, he looked down at the floor and the bed, and was sure that there were no strange remnants, so those paste-made memories were really not credible, they should all be dreams, well... It must be like this.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is only one explanation.

"Am I drunk?"

Marty looked at him with a strange look for a moment.

"Hmm.... Yes, we drank some good together... Wine, but you can't stand it. ”

Andy scratched his hair, what's going on? I've never drunk to such an extent, completely unconscious, and even lost a large part of my memory....

"What are we talking about?"

Marty hesitated for a moment, then reasoned that Andy had come to ask him where the computer room was in Level 1, and after telling him where the computer room was located in Level 1, the two began to drink, after which Andy couldn't wake up.

Andy always felt that something was wrong, but there was no way to know what was wrong, so he thanked Marty and left his room for the computer room.

After he left, Marty's roommate came out of the bathroom in full gear, wearing rubber gloves, gas mask, waterproof suit, waterproof boots, and a mop in one hand and a bucket in the other.

Marty smiled awkwardly at his roommate, but in exchange for a cold snort.

"You stupid melon can't even clean? It makes you like drawing! I'm disgusting! ”

After reassuring his roommate for a while and promising to provide him with more entertainment chemicals, the other party finally relented.

"Are you going to the trade zone in a few days? You know Hank, right? ”

The roommate who was taking off his boots looked at him with sharp eyes on the spot.

"You're not dead? This thing must be sold, and there must be 800 or so slippery skins running over to you and fighting with you? Don't you ask me this just to ask me to help you find a couple of slippery merchants and then sell you that kiss? Do you know how dangerous this is? Even if they are more tolerant of us than their counterparts on the surface who are judged to be useless, there are limits! ”

Marty pursed her mutilated lips, but did not waver.

"It's definitely more dangerous if we don't do anything, William Clark is playing with a big fire, you know what I'm talking about, right?"

The roommate stood up almost in horror and looked back at the dorm door, then made a series of silent gestures.

"Are you crazy? Let them hear you and you're done! Endless banishment won't be your turn, you'll be thrown somewhere in T2 and locked up until you die! ”

Marty suddenly stood up, walked over to his roommate, and grabbed his hand.

"The two of us are already grasshoppers on a rope, can you do me the last favor? I'll adjust the composition of the kiss to make the slippery skin react less big, and when I make a lot of money, the two of us go outside to find a good place to live, go to the west, go to New Vegas, where people only know bottle caps, and the police are robots, so you don't have to suffer in this place anymore, I've already inquired, I don't know how many times better it is than here! Well? Please, help me, dear! Aren't we in love? ”

The roommate tried to pull his hand out, staring at Hank through gritted teeth after several failed attempts.

"I told you not to fucking be so loud, the relationship between the two of us violates the reservation breeding agreement, and I don't want to die with you yet!"

Marty's eyes were red, as if he was crazy, he grabbed the other party's hand, and continued to chant excitedly.

"It's not paradise here! It's not paradise here! Everything is not right here, this is nothing more than a forged ideal country, and the emperor is a tyrant with a mind full of wild thoughts! We've got to figure out how to go, I see those horrible things they've prepared underground, and I don't want to be buried with them! ”

The roommate was dumbfounded by a hand clutching a hand, and there was a knock on the dorm door.

The two of them fell silent all of a sudden, and the originally noisy dormitory became as silent as death.

"What are you arguing about?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Quarrel about who cleans the house today!"

The roommate replied, and no more voices came in from outside.

The two people in the room looked at each other for a long time.

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Walking in Level 1, Andy gives up his memories of what happened before he reminisces, maybe he really drank some strange bar... Hel told him that he had been poisoned before, and that he had activated the agency program to help, and that this ghoul had added something to the wine....

Walking to the westernmost part of Level 1, there is indeed a separate room with a door number that says this is the computer room Marty was talking about.

Swiped the keycard to enter it, and it was empty, perhaps for a long time the ghouls had read all the information here, so no one cared about it.

I just found a reading terminal to open it.,These reading terminals are connected to the main database according to the instructions on the wall.,It's divided into several sections.,Now Andy is looking at this section called regional information, and the things recorded in the section include the "Temple" in the various research rooms, the overview of the laboratory and the area where the guards are on duty, although the title is very powerful, but the content inside is very superficial after clicking on it, and you can't get too much useful important information.

Andy's face was illuminated by the terminal's green glow, and according to the records inside, the "Temple" was divided into three levels, Level 1 was the scientific research area where the main laboratories were located, Level 2 was the industrial area where the equipment was produced, and Level 3 information was kept secret and became a secret area, except for the area where William Clark, the "Messiah" of the reservation, lived.

After closing the board, Andy picked a new board, which was called History Stories.

It records the story of the original establishment of the reservation, which is similar to what Dr. Clark said, but the difference is that in this version of the story, Dr. Clark is completely deified, and there are many things to add to it, such as it says that William Clark's parents worked at a nuclear weapons test site in the west, and on the day he was born, there was a problem with a large-yield nuclear weapon test that affected the nursery, and his parents thought that the child must be dead, but the result was that the rescue team found him intact in the rubble, When he saw the remnants of nuclear dust in the distance, he even pointed there with his finger and let out a laugh.

Another example is that Dr. William Clark was a pre-war idealist, an intellectual scientist, and a devout believer, who had repeatedly helped others without asking for anything in return, and whose research was so shocking that he became the chief scientist of a major military base at a young age, and later displayed extraordinary charisma.

The most exaggerated passage described is the story of Dr. Clark who left the underground bunker ten years after the outbreak of the Great War to search for survivors in the surface wasteland, in which the twelve ghoul saints led by William Clark walked out of the safe underground bunker and stepped into the dangerous wasteland with the dream of saving everyone in the world.

During these trials, the Slipskins used all their resources to commit despicable deceptions and bad insults against the Twelve Saints, and as the journey progressed, more terrible things happened one after another, and the members of the Slippery Skins died one after another, including all kinds of horrific torture, some were splashed with gasoline and hung in the air with steel cables, others were tied to stones and pushed into the cistern, and Clark was nearly dismembered by a gang of violent Slipskins with knives, thanks to the love of the Holy Spirit of the Wasteland, a sudden storm of radiation saved him.

Eventually, only Clark was left alive among the twelve Saints, and after learning everything from his ordeal, he set out on his way back to the reservation with the people he had collected along the way. On the way, the Wasteland Holy Spirit gives him one last test and arranges for a warrior to help Clark return, a group of slippery skins grab them all and claim to kill them as toys, no matter how much Clark tries to persuade him, but the warrior Horatio talks to Clark during the night meal, and is moved by his words, helping the group break free and kill all the slippery skins that have trapped them, and return to the reservation without incident.

Andy turns to the last page of this myth.

When Clark returned to the reservation, there were many more people than when he left, but he was the only one of the twelve people who had left who was still alive, and he walked back from the wasteland with a group of followers in the blood-red sunset, and the radiant light of the reservation was intertwined with the setting sun, making him look as if he was bathed in a divine radiance, and the people who witnessed this scene immediately fell to the ground, respectfully welcoming their Messiah back to the promised land and beginning to lead the people to save the souls of all the victims.

Andy closes the rainbow farts, to say that these descriptive texts are impossible without Clarke's hands, he is deliberately trying to deify himself, in his own words, to unite the mind.

But these things are of no value to Andy, and these are not the things he wants to understand.

After a moment's hesitation, he inserted the Pip-Boy's plug into the socket of this terminal.

Andy clicked yes, and in an instant, an electric current flowed through his body, and a large number of indescribable images appeared in his brain, followed by a sharp pain....

When he came to his senses, there was an extra plate in front of him.

"It hurts..."

Andy rubbed his temples uncomfortably, the feeling of cracking the encrypted information inside the terminal was a little better than when he cracked the terminal, but it was not much better.

The name of the new section is called Statistical Ledger.

After clicking on it, you can see a large list of numbers, and the information recorded in these tables is simply summarized as the number of certain objects sent in a certain year, month, and day, judging from the classification of men and women in the small classification and the classification of strength, the objects that are sent into the city must be the slaves who were purchased on the reservation and sent to the city.

This is not surprising, since the equipment production factory on the reserve is located in the Temple Level 2, and after the slaves are delivered to the reservation by the slave traders and taken over by Horatio, he will classify the slaves and send them to the reserve city, with only a few allowed to stay in the trade area to do their work.

In the table, the human slaves sent to the temple had two directions, one to the recipient named Milt and the other to Dr. Sebastian.

In the table of slaves sent to the latter, the number and strength of the former are surpassed.

The number of slaves sent into the enslavement ranged from tens to hundreds, and the frequency was unimaginable, but the temple on the reservation was still empty and clean....

Walking out of the computer room, Andy was pondering the truth of the obscure information revealed by this form, but he saw Horatio head-on, he was talking and laughing with a few ghouls, the whole person was in a completely different state of extreme harshness and mental tension when he ran the slave trade in the trade area, as soon as he saw Andy, the big ghoul beckoned Andy to come over.

"Come on, come on, Andy, I have something good to tell you."

Andy walked over suspiciously, and the ghouls beside Horatio looked at Andy with a curious look.

Horatio introduces Andy to the others with a relaxed demeanor.

"Listen, this man named Andy, who is now the ambassador of goodwill on the reservation chosen by our Messiah, is the one who has met the Savior, you know how special he is, right? Our messiah, William Clark, hasn't been seen for at least 50 years, haha... He's such an otaku. ”

Andy listened to what Horatio said, the "Warrior" who had played a major role in Clark's return to the reservation was now in the position of slave supervisor, judging from the difference between what he said and his mental state before and after, he also seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Clarke, and it was unthinkable that William Clark had not been seen on the reservation for more than 50 years, even though everyone here knew that he had been living in Level 3.

"Horatio..."

A few of the ghouls around him persuaded him, and Horatio let out a breath from his nose, as if he was a little drunk, and he didn't know how much alcohol and medicine it would take for a ghoul who was more sluggish than humans to reach this level.

"Andy, you're so strong, though... Ugly is a little ugly, but it doesn't matter, only naïve women stare at men's faces all day long, they don't understand it yet, mature women understand what can really bring them a really good taste, hum... Come to think of it, I told you before that I had something good to tell you. ”

He grabbed Andy's arm.

"Come with me, how?"