Chapter 149: The Lost Dog, Or...
The Bright family all stood outside the camp, just as Lille had when he first visited the Red Ochre Tribe.
At the head was Thor, a man with black hair and two piercing eyes, as if he were constantly examining the others.
When he saw Cedric, he waved his hand from a long distance.
Obviously, Cedric is quite famous, and Thor is not the only one who knows him, and the Bright family wanderers next to him all greet him.
When he walked in, Thor said, "Your clan's business."
Cedric waved one of his crutches: "Okay, don't talk about that, I have two missions this time, the first one is to see the new patriarch of Red Ochre, Neville, come here." β
Neville walked over and stood beside the two.
"This is Neville, a young man who just turned 24 and who helped pull things when he was smuggling before, and you probably remember him," Cedric said.
Neville, this is Thor, the leader of the Bright family, the elder of Adicado. β
Thor pinched Neville's shoulder, "Yes, but what's over here?" β
Looking at the Lille trio on the side, Cedric scratched his head: "Uh, that's the second thing. Let's go inside, Dakota said she'd come over. β
Thor glanced meaningfully at Sol, "Okay. Then come in and talk about it. β
"Since that day, the scope of the clan's activities has become less and less, and there is no work on the Badlands, and now there has been no commission for a long time."
A few people followed behind Thor, and they could see that the situation of the Bright family was not much better, and they were all eating drinks and eating dog meals.
But the people here seem to be generally in good spirits, and there is no fault in the aged to the young, unlike red ochre, and apart from Cedric, a semi-crippled, the most experienced is Neville, a 24-year-old young man.
Cedric smacked his tongue: "It's so bad? Can't get any work? β
"Or what do you think?"
"No, I'll kill a few biotech people"
Thor suddenly stood still, looked at Cedric, and looked strangely: "How many killed?" Judging from the data released by the special edition of the Dead Lotto on the TV station, more than 100 people died that night! β
Cedric looked dazed, and Neville quickly stood up: "That's it. He didn't attend the event that night, something went wrong, so let's keep talking. β
"No wonder, I'll just say why you're still here." Thor was half enlightened and half confused.
Mingwu understood that he was still standing here, wondering why he hadn't participated in the riot.
"In short, the events of the day were too serious, some said in the news that there was a loss of 5 billion, and some said that there was a loss of 50 billion, but they were definitely numbers that we didn't dare to think of.
Military technology has set up more patrols on the highways, and they are specifically aimed at catching wanderers for questioning, in short, targeting us."
Cedric walked as if listening to a book from heaven.
What 5 billion, 50 billion
Seeing him like this, Neville removed the separation chip from his neck and whispered to him, "You should take a look at this first." β
Cedric inserted the chip and looked at the contents, his head gradually emptying.
Thor continued: "It's that the Night Wanderers are getting more and more active, and the military technology is even deliberately letting these guys go now, and the situation is very bad, and I was thinking that we might have to leave Night City."
No one can imagine what will happen if it drags on for a long time. β
Lille nodded after listening --
Thor's judgment is no problem, there is a high probability that military technology wants to make waves, and directly eliminate the wanderers outside the city.
The reason why the wanderer is a headache for the company is that it is quite troublesome to find someone in the badlands.
But the farmland on which the homeless ancestors depended did not exist in the wild, and it was impossible to settle down.
In this way, in order to obtain supplies, it is necessary to do it in the city, and the prolonged targeting and blockade will inevitably make them unable to hold their breath.
Either they left, or they went back to the city to work, or at the very least, they had to get food from the city β but either way, it would make it easier for them to be tracked.
The longer it drags on, the better it will be for military technology, and it's only a matter of time before they wipe out the Adicado in Night City.
The men walked under an awning, and Thor stood still, turning to Neville and Lille.
But before he could speak, Cedric on the side shouted "it"!
Thor looked at him, "It's like you've just dug out of the ground, what the hell is going on?" β
Cedric struggled to sit down in a chair next to him - he was a little embarrassed to learn the truth.
"I'm slow-- I did just dig out of the ground, you could assume I just dug out of the ground."
Thor raised his eyebrows, ignoring the old friend, but looked at Lille and Neville: "So we're going to leave, and Red Ochre had better come with us, for reasons I don't need to say."
Unless you have anything else to suggest. β
That last sentence was addressed to Lille, and it was clear that Saul, despite having made his decision, still valued what Lille was going to say next.
Lille touched his chin and said directly: "You can't go, the border checkpoint won't let you pass, and you'll be stuck for at least a few months - maybe you've already submitted your application for customs clearance, have you been allowed to come down?" β
Thor frowned: "Indeed not. β
"That's right, you can't go." Lille put down his hand, "Military technology is not a good thing, they can't find a target for revenge, at least they have to make up one or find a related group to do it."
The red ochre people died a lot, but there were a lot of wanderers outside the city, and the blood was enough.
If I were you, I'd take the rest of my assets right now and buy gear from an intermediary. β
"We have no money."
"It's easy to say - if there's a job to do, you don't reject it, right?"
Thor frowned, staring at Lille, unable to make up his mind.
Seriously, if it weren't for the tragic death of those red ochre on TV, he would have thought about selling the three of them by now.
He was already thinking about working with the company, and for him, the clan came first.
But those images on TV reveal the cruel fate of working with the company.
Plus, Lille actually did them a big favor - one of the few Rangers over the years to get justice in the hands of the company.
Seeing him like this, Lille smiled and added, "Before making a choice, I want to ask you a question:
You want Adcardo to be run over and over in the bad soil like a lost dog, and to be put on a dog chain and waiting to die when he is seventy or eighty;
Or even if the enemy is a thousand times more powerful than you and ten thousand times richer than you, you still have to walk on the thorny road and swear your sovereignty to the evil land, tell the company and the world, they will never be able to force you to kneel? β
A lost dog, or a free ride?
Thor's eyes became complicated, and he looked at the familiar and unfamiliar badland, and lit a cigarette for himself.
"I'll think about it again."
"Whatever you want, I want to borrow your medical equipment, can this be?"
"Yesβbut we don't have the high-end stuff in Night City."
"It doesn't matter, I've got my own gearβthink about it, Thor."
Lille waved at V and Jack, and Neville was very sensible as he picked up a box of prostheses in the car.
Walking into the carriage, Jack muttered what Lille had just said, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
He looked at V, "V, do you feel this familiar?" It's as if you've said something similar. β
It's the first time the three of them crossed the border together, and V fooled Jack like this.
And then in Atlanta, Lille fooled that panicked boy like this.
V shook his head: "I may have said something thoughtful, but it must have been said by myself, how could it be the same as what Lille said?" β
Lille patted the operating table with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, deep thoughts, lie down." β
Jack sat down in his chair and began to review the original sentence, and V lay down on the hospital bed, winked at Lille, and snickered.
Then she whispered, "Wanderer custom version? Yes, now that's what I'm talking about. β
"Wanderer Custom Version." Lille nodded, putting on the prosthetic glove, "Authorized for you." β
Chapter 2 may be released in the evening
(End of chapter)