The large area of ​​the ground was filled with grass and potholes. The jeep from the "old tuner group" drove on it, and it was bumpy like a boat.

"I don't want to die in the loneliness of failure

"I don't want to live underground all the time

"Material scam

"Hurried ants

"People without education are not sad..." (Note 1)

As the song played by the small speaker, Shang Jianyao, who was sitting in the center of the back row, hugged Gnava's iron arm with one hand and placed the other on Long Yuehong's shoulder, swaying his body to the left and right with the dynamic rhythm.

Long Yuehong looked disgusted and tried to get rid of it, but due to limited space, she could not escape the devil's claws.

I haven't driven for a long time. Jiang Baimian, who was itchy for a while, glanced at "navigation". After confirming that the current direction is correct, he shouted "he" and said to Shang Jianyao:

"You have liked this song recently, so you keep playing it."

"Yes." Shang Jianyao admitted calmly, then swayed his body and sighed, "But its lyrics are different from the song title. I think it is better to change it to 'People who don't have ideals are not sad'. It's more suitable for our group situation. Yes, just like that, I will sing it myself and record it!"

Jiang Baimian smiled:

“It’s been a lot of fun.”

"Of course, after repeated dangerous tasks, I now feel more and more that I should enjoy myself in time, be happy in normal times, and try my best to satisfy myself." I don't know which Shang Jianyao's words actually brought some philosophical meaning.

"Navigation" Bai Chen nodded:

“Most wilderness wanderers have similar ideas.”

Therefore, they either indulge their bodies or modify their cars and vent their voluntarily.

Long Yuehong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.

Shang Jianyao then withdrew his hand that was on his shoulder, patted his thigh and said:

"I found that after changing the song just now, it is very suitable for the current situation of the "Salvation Army"!

"Don't they say they have fallen and no longer had their original ideals?"

Jiang Baimian was stunned and quickly reminded:

"Don't provoke or provoke them when you pass the sphere of influence of the Salvation Army.

"Our only goal is to reach the Iceland Taicheng quietly and smoothly."

Maybe she was afraid that Shang Jianyao would not pay enough attention to it, so she added:

"The 'assin' before was not dead, and the 'doctor' behind her would probably not let us go. We have to act low-key and try not to expose our actions."

Shang Jianyao showed a meditative expression:

"If we kill the 'Doctor', the 'dark' lackey, the 'nightmare' minion, is there any hope of regaining Odick's lost sanity?"

There was no one in the jeep for a moment, and only the rock song was echoing.

They all knew that it was very unlikely that Odick would return to normal after so long.

More importantly, the "old tuner group" is not the opponent of the "Doctor". Even though he has not completely returned from the "New World", his body is still lying in the Eighth Institute.

This understanding made Jiang Baimian, who was familiar with Odick, feel sad, and Long Yuehong and Bai Chen are also a little sad.

Odick's family was almost fragmented overnight and could only be maintained by thinking implantation.

After a few seconds, the honest Gnava answered Shang Jianyao’s question:

"I don't think there is much hope."

Jiang Baimian, who was driving, wanted to raise his hand to cover his face.

Gnava continued:

"To avoid similar tragedies happening again and again, we must truly and completely dispel the 'nightmare' and drive away the 'darkness'."

Shang Jianyao turned his body sideways and looked at Gnava:

"Laoge, you can actually say such words!

"Grown up."

Slap, Shang Jianyao applauded with relief.

His sadness just now seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Long Yuehong didn't ask why he could change his emotions so quickly, and knew that there was only one answer:

"Dreams everywhere, why be serious?"

"My humanization level should be a little higher." Gnava accepted Shang Jianyao's praise with ease.

At this time, Jiang Baimian remembered something:

“Hey, didn’t you say you would go back to the first day and find the owner of the ‘522’ room on the cruise ship as soon as possible?

"A lot of days have passed, and I haven't gained it yet?"

Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became heavy and he spoke slowly:

"Forgot."

"..." Jiang Baimian knew that he shouldn't be skeptical with a mentally ill patient, "Then try it tonight."

After saying that, she looked at the setting sun burning in the sky, and asked:

"Xiaobai, how long will the settlement you mentioned last?"

After obtaining a new funding, collecting corresponding items, and replenishing canned biscuits, the "old transfer team" left the city and embarked on the road to the northeast.

At this time, they had entered the blood-colored wasteland, which was the only way to go to the border of the "Original City" and enter the territory of the "Savior Army".

The blood color of the bloody wasteland does not refer to the color of the soil here. It comes from the many wars that broke out in the chaotic era that caused a large number of casualties.

——This wasteland has rich minerals and less arable land, both of which are very likely to cause disputes.

Before the "First City" expanded its sphere of influence and dominated the entire family, the forces of all sizes, large and small on the blood-colored wasteland were really dyed red with blood.

Bai Chen distinguished the terrain in front:

“It will be there in another half an hour.”

This area is barely considered the area around the original city. Before entering the wasteland, Bai Chen once came and knew where a settlement belonging to the original city was.

It is relatively lively because of the large number of hunters coming and going to the ruins.

When the sun sets on the horizon, the settlement appears in front of Long Yuehong and others.

In the old world, this was a shopping mall located in the remote suburbs. The items inside have long been emptied, but the vast parking lot and buildings that form several shorter streets have been preserved, becoming a settlement for wilderness wanderers.

The buildings were not high, only two or three floors. All the ones relying on the core area were residences, while the ones on the outside were transformed into bunkers, forming a rather solid line of defense.

Because it connects the various ruins, a large number of minerals and the original city deep in the bloody wilderness, which are important commercial nodes, the vast parking lot has a large number of modified vehicles.

The blank area without vehicles has become a place for ruins hunters to communicate and even trade with each other.

The residents of the settlements come out from time to time to sell valuable items they have collected, in exchange for light beer and food.

——This area is seriously polluted, and even groundwater cannot be eaten for a long time. Compared with clear water, brewed light beer is more suitable for long-distance transportation.

With so many ruins hunters, the arrival of the "old tune group" is like a stone falling into the sea without causing any waves.

Moreover, multiple hunter teams here have robot companions, and Gnava is not conspicuous at all, which can only prove that Jiang Baimian and others are not easy to mess with.

"It's lively over there!" Shang Jianyao excitedly pointed at a not far away as soon as he got off the car.

It was a blank area with a bonfire in the middle, and there were many people around, some hooking up with the opposite sex, some setting up stalls to sell small items, some seemingly merchants, who were traveling between the ruin hunters, wanting to buy their adventure income at a cheap price, and some gathered together, drinking light beer, and laughing loudly.

Jiang Baimian did not try to stop Shang Jianyao, but instead said with a smile:

"Let's go, go and take a look, maybe you can find useful information and trade specialty food."

Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to take the lead and took the lead.

Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and others followed closely behind.

They had just arrived at the bonfire area and the crowd suddenly became quiet, as if someone had pressed the silencer.

Relying on his height, Jiang Baimian discovered that several people had walked out of the settlement.

The leader was nearly 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black windbreaker, all his black hair was raised back, his face was thinner and with clear edges.

The beard on his chin spread to his ears, his eyes were brown and gray.

After a brief quiet, someone in the hunter in the ruins beside the bonfire laughed loudly:

"Davis, I heard that you met a great guy this time and almost couldn't come back?"

The man known as Davis was the middle-aged man in a black windbreaker and bearded. He glanced at the relic hunter who was talking and laughed:

"It's really amazing, there are two high-level 'unintentioned people'.

"But we are still back. Unlike you, you don't dare to go to Ruins Nine!"

Ruins No. 9 are the most famous ruins in the Bloody Wasteland. Until today, there are still many places that have not been explored clearly by the remains hunters, and there are many dangers hidden. The official "Zhuzhong City" has organized several operations and after taking away some things, it seems that he has lost interest in the place and let it go.

Two high-level "unintentional people"? Hearing Davis' answer, the remains hunters took a breath.

Two high-level "unintentional people"... Long Yuehong actually felt numb.

In the past, no matter where he was, encountering two high-level "unintentional people" would be a big deal for him, and it was worth thrilling and sweating profusely.

But now, after experiencing the ruins of Wasteland No. 13, Long Yuehong feels a little disdainful of other things when looking at them:

That's it?

Moreover, the ruins of Swamp No. 1 they had been to may be even more terrifying than the ruins of Wasteland No. 13. After all, Wu Meng was sealed, but Xiao Chong was free to move.

If Shang Jianyao had not made friends successfully at that time, he would not have imagined the result.

As Long Yuehong's thoughts fluctuated, Shang Jianyao looked at Davis, as if thinking about why so many people like to wear windbreakers and whether they want to make one.
Chapter completed!