"And then?" Pan Heng asked.

"There should be a wilderness map for sale at Base 36, but you must at least have the strength of an S-level genetic warrior or the strength of a junior martial god to go deep into it to explore treasures, and even if you succeed in obtaining the fruit of life, it will be useless without equipment to refine it. Sister Pomegranate's words made Pan Heng's heart cold.

Although he was prepared in his heart, he never expected it to be so troublesome, not to mention anything else, and he didn't know how many beatings he had to take to achieve the strength of an S-level genetic warrior.

As for the junior martial god, let alone think about it, he doesn't have such a high-level cultivation secret book and a master who can teach him martial arts without reservation.

"What about smart metal, let's talk about it!" Pan Heng didn't give up, maybe smart metal would be easier to get.

Sister Pomegranate sighed, shook her head and said: "This is even more difficult, smart metal is ever-changing and indestructible, that is the standard configuration of senior officers of the federal government army, even Qin Ming, the city defense officer of our No. 9 base, is not qualified to equip it." ”

This time, Sister Pomegranate didn't mention the matter of processing and refining smart metals by herself, which is a high-grade metal synthesized by the federal government's mining of special ores on the moon and combined with alien technology.

"Let's talk about the martial arts assessment!"

A month later, Pan Heng sat in the new Dilong maglev luxury car that Sister K used to specialize, like a child who had never seen the world, looking around through the car window, and from time to time he was amazed, deeply shocked by the prosperity of the No. 9 base, and the black tiger uncle next to him shook his head and smiled bitterly.

After the Black Tiger Gang stabilized the newly occupied territory, Pan Heng begged Uncle Tiger to take him to Base 9 to see the world, and did not explain the matter of the martial arts assessment, after all, they were all mistaken for genetic warriors, how could they suddenly become a martial artist without a teacher.

It just so happened that after Uncle Tiger settled down in the gang, he wanted to go to the No. 9 base with a lot of benefits and money, and Uncle Tiger also intended to cultivate Pan Heng, so he simply brought him over.

Base 9 is surrounded by four suburbs, and above it is a huge energy protection firmament, which can not only defend against mutated beasts from the sky, but also filter poisonous gases and radiation, and purify the air, so people living in the base do not need to go out and wear protective clothing.

In addition, the people of the base also enjoy various benefits, so they call themselves the Chosen One, meaning that one day they may be lucky enough to be chosen by "Heaven" to become one of the gods on high.

"Okay, don't be so embarrassed for a while!" Seeing that he was about to reach his destination, Uncle Black Tiger spoke.

"Uncle Tiger, you say, when can we move here to live?" Pan Heng became more and more envious the more he looked at it, he thought that going in and out of the rich and noble's house, eating and drinking spicy food was a perfect life, but he didn't know that there was a sky outside the sky, and the life in this base was simply like the legendary paradise.

"Hehe, don't daydream, let's see how these people are different from our outside?" Uncle Black Tiger suddenly pointed to the base sidewalk outside the car window.

"Different? It's not different? It's all two shoulders and one head, and two holes and a mouth!" Pan Heng felt that these base people were handsome and beautiful, full of energy, and cleanly dressed, and there was nothing special about them.

"Skin color, you look at yourself first, and then look at them!" Uncle Black Tiger reminded.

Pan Heng suddenly realized and hurriedly looked at it.

The people in those bases are all white and tidy, and they are like the people on their outskirts, all of whom are "black and stinky".

Most of the civilians on the outskirts of the city are struggling below the food and clothing line, and they are barely able to survive, so how can they have time to take a bath and rub mud, get dressed, let alone some skin care products and other things that they dare not think of.

Especially in Pan Heng, these gang people, fighting, fighting, fighting and playing with their lives are commonplace, so on weekdays, they are all hideous-looking and awe-inspiring, and even more so, they have either been scooped or broken.

However, Pan Heng and Black Tiger are much stronger than ordinary civilians, after all, they are powerful people, whether they are genetic warriors or practicing martial arts, they are gradually evolving from the genetic level subtly, and their skin is naturally a lot fairer, but the temperament of a bandit and a murderer will be difficult to hide for a while.

"It's okay, don't be discouraged, work hard, it's not like there is no chance to get E-level genetic potions in the future, and at that time, the federal government will give you naturalization, assign you a house and a job, and become an official federal citizen!" Uncle Black Tiger patted Pan Heng on the shoulder and encouraged him.

Under normal circumstances, most civilians living on the outskirts of the city either become E-class genetic warriors or real warriors, otherwise they will always be a federal black household, and it is useless to go to school, seek medical treatment, join the army, engage in politics and other preferential treatment enjoyed by federal citizens.

"It'll be there in a while, you ask Qiu Sheng to take someone to buy goods, and you come in with me to meet someone!" Uncle Black Tiger said.

Some of the drinks and fruits of the rich and noble people's houses can't be produced in the suburbs, so every month or so, they have to send people to the No. 9 base to buy, Qiu Sheng, as the person in charge, is the best person, and he just takes the opportunity to meet the world together, but it is not his share to follow Uncle Hei to meet some big guys.

But even so, Qiu Sheng was very satisfied, and after arriving at the destination, Qiu Sheng respectfully greeted the black tiger and went to buy it with the convoy.

"Federal Guard!"

"Xiaopan, the Garrison Department is responsible for the security of Base 9 and the suburbs, but our top boss offends them, and they will be destroyed in minutes. After Uncle Black Tiger got out of the car, he took a long breath and said with a thousand instructions.

Pan Heng hurriedly said yes, and honestly followed behind Uncle Black Tiger with a delicate small alloy box.

The first floor of the first courtyard of the Federal Guard Department is still above the rich and noble.

Uncle Black Tiger came all the way, the gate guard room, the patrol police team, the public security department, the criminal investigation department and other functional departments of all sizes almost turned around, laughed when he saw people, bowed respectfully when he met people, and did not have the prestige of the boss of one party, especially the heads of various departments, they had to take out a white federal bank card from Pan Heng's box and present it.

Pan Heng made a rough estimate, and before he saw the legendary sheriff, he probably gave out as much as two or three hundred thousand federal coins, and these money were all cut out by helping the brothers fight with their lives.

"Oh, isn't this Secretary Li? I haven't seen you for a while, and I'm even more energetic!" Finally came to the floor where the sheriff was, and Heihu led Pan Heng to a hall at the top of the north, and greeted a middle-aged man behind the desk from a distance.

"Huh, it's the black tiger, why did you come so late this time?" Secretary Li, who was flipping through the documents, swept the black tiger casually, put down the documents, lit a cigarette unhurriedly, and lazily leaned on the soft seat back, looking at Uncle Black Tiger with his chin.

Uncle Heihu didn't care, took out a crystal blue federal bank card from his arms, put his hands respectfully on Secretary Li's desk, and said, "Secretary Li, you also know that this time is indeed a bit busy, and I hurried over after I didn't clean up my ropes, Director Wang didn't mind, right?"

Secretary Li didn't answer, pinched the crystal blue bank card with two fingers and pasted it on his left and right watches, and suddenly a holographic information panel appeared "Dididi".

Secretary Li's eyes swept widely, and then his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bring a smile.

He sat up straight, took out a box of brand-new cigarettes from the drawer and threw it to Uncle Heihu, and said with a smile: "You are lucky, the newly dispensed cigarettes, come, try it!"

Uncle Heihu hurriedly took it, handed it to Pan Heng, and said with a straight face: "Quickly put it away, this is a real cigarette, go back and put it in my vault, do you hear it!"

Pan Heng's heart moved, cigarettes, this kind of spiritual food is only qualified for the upper-level people in the base, even Uncle Black Tiger only smokes a few puffs of electronic cigarettes on weekdays, so he is reluctant to smoke more.

Secretary Li put away the federal bank card without leaving a trace, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "The batch of goods that asked you to help lead the way last time was lost, there is something very important in it, Director Wang has just been reprimanded by Lord Qin Ming, the city defense official, you have to be careful when you go in." ”