Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 626 Are You Going to Abandon?
It was easier than expected to get the Type 5 neutralizer.

After showing a detailed video and pictures of Mensad lying in the tent and confirming that he was in urgent need of Type V neutralizer, and with the young man coming forward to guarantee him, Marsh successfully bought the neutralizer - the price was much lower than the market price, and their tribe actually had some money left over from the money they had scraped together to buy the medicine.

Of course, even so, the price is much higher than before the war - in theory, in this time when radiation is everywhere, when neutralizers have changed from emergency medicines to daily necessities, the price should be much lower.

But in the United Government region, the largest suppliers of neutralizers, Jade Pharmaceuticals and Pure White Biology, obviously did not care about theory. While rolling out production lines on a large scale and increasing the output of neutralizers, they also raised the selling prices.

You know, before coming here, Marsh had already planned to remove a few organs on the spot as collateral.

Type V neutralizer was placed in a shrunken paper box, with three tubes in total, each the size of an index finger, and orange-red liquid sloshing inside. It was a well-known brand from [Emerald Pharmaceuticals], and three tubes were enough to give a radiation sickness patient like Mensard two months of life.

Marsh held it carefully in his arms, fearing that it would break, and looked around cautiously.

People's joys and sorrows are never the same, even if the young man has seen Mensade's miserable appearance and even brought Marsh to buy neutralizers, it is still the same. Compared with Marsh who suppressed his excitement and tried to regain his composure, the young man was in a very high mood at the moment.

"I actually met Mr. Mei face to face. Do you know who Mr. Mei is? Of course, you don't know."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, the young man said excitedly: "He is the chairman of our autonomous committee. Apart from Lord Nandou, he has the final say on most matters in Baige City! It is said that no one can lie in front of Mr. Mei."

"Really?" The other party could be said to be Mensad's savior, so Ma Shiqiang perked up and responded: "Your Mr. Mei, is your vision so harsh?"

“Having a good eye is only one aspect.”

The young man pondered for a moment. "The main reason is that Mr. Mei is a psychic, and he has reached the second level of Consensus. Last time, a group of people wanted to cause trouble with a heavy exoskeleton armor, and Mr. Mei showed off his skills. I heard that Mr. Mei just snapped his fingers, and the man in the exoskeleton killed all his accomplices, and then turned around and committed suicide."

Marsh was stunned.

For some reason, he felt his head suddenly buzz, and a nameless anger rushed to his head. The man opened his mouth, like a stranded fish, and after several seconds, he reluctantly hummed.

The young man was talking so excitedly that he didn't notice the changes in the people around him.

One of them was talking, and the other occasionally responded. After more than an hour, they arrived at the jeep.

Mensad's health was deteriorating and he was not suitable for long-distance travel. In addition, he could not fully trust the young man before, so there were only four people coming this time, including Marsh.

"Type Five Neutralizer!"

At the jeep, they were shocked when they saw the cardboard box the man took out.

"Boss, I finally got it!"

"Kuibo, you and Ah Hong take the Type 5 neutralizer back first." Marsh handed it over and instructed, "Aimen and I will stay here for a while. There are indeed abundant supplies here, and there is a big rally coming up soon, so we can see what we can buy. You guys take the car away, and come pick us up in a few days."

"Got it, head."

"Be careful on the road, hide the medicine deep, and watch out, Mensad is waiting for this thing to stay alive."

After Marsh gave them numerous instructions, the two men put the cardboard box tightly in their pockets and got back into the car. When the engine started, they suddenly remembered something and hurriedly thanked the young man.

It's like a flower that has been budding for a long time and finally blooms. The pounding desire is swirling in my chest, finally waiting for the moment to burst out.

The young man laughed.

"No, you don't have to thank me," he said gently. "I only did a tiny bit of work."

"You should thank Nan Dou. It was he who cleared out the roaming bandits and evil warlords, brought us these resources, and built this home. If you really want to thank me, thank the real creator of all this, 'Nan Dou', I have only one request."

Marsh felt a shudder run down his body.

“After today, please help those you meet to the best of your ability.”

The young man stood there, and the ruins of the building behind him inexplicably dimmed.

"Then, please spread the name of Nandou and tell them what Nandou has done."

he said with a smile.

"As long as it's like this, it's fine."

Then, in a series of black smoke, the jeep gradually disappeared from sight.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" The companion noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice, "Why do I feel like you're more than just happy?"

"Nothing."

Marsh rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He stuffed the bank card into the other party's hand. The so-called "turbulent times" were for wanderers like them. The order of the joint government was still in an extremely stable state. The credit point payment system led by the super company [Dark Crystal Credit] still played a decisive role.

These wanderers who hang around in the coalition government area cannot be abandoned.

"Aimen, you used to be an auto mechanic. You've invented a lot of useful things for the tribe in the past two years." Marsh felt that his voice was unfamiliar and a little hoarse for some reason. "Since you still have some money left to buy medicine, go around and see if you can buy some more parts or something."

"I don't know much about this, so you should be more careful. I've taught you how to bargain. Of course, ensuring your own safety is the most important thing, and credit points are nothing."

"Don't worry, boss." The young man called "Aimen" suddenly became excited, but suddenly thought of something: "Then, boss, what about you?"

"I want to go for a walk by myself. I haven't walked on the street properly for a long time."

Marsh patted the other man on the shoulder and said, "You know, wanderers like us dare not stay in the city for too long. If we are not careful, we will be forcibly taken to fill in the conscription office."

"oh oh."

Aimen nodded repeatedly.

The two hugged each other, agreed on a time and place to meet again, and then parted ways.

As a member of the autonomous committee, the young man also had things to do. After a brief chat with Marsh, the two sides parted ways.

Marsh was walking on the street and saw someone carrying large and small bags, who seemed to have just arrived here from afar. He stood there confused for a while, and soon someone from the patrol team came forward and took him to register and allocate accommodation - in the current Baige City, houses are free and anyone can get one.

There were also people buried in the ruins, picking up bricks and tiles with borrowed carts and shovels, and picking out things that could still be used.

Marsh even saw that someone had opened up a few small farmlands in the park and planted some beans, and the bean sprouts were already showing some signs of growth.

The most lively place was the grand rally, which was held at the original location of the municipal square. Some sheds had been built there, and the rally had not officially started yet. However, many people had already set up stalls on the nearby streets to exchange goods.

Marsh wandered around like this, and before he knew it, it was night.

Baige City was gradually engulfed by darkness, and then gradually became brighter.

It got a little brighter.

Thanks to the coalition government's well-developed vocational education system, the technical learning materials circulated on the Internet and the wartime environment that forces people to learn, there is no shortage of talents in all walks of life on the earth today.

The leaders of the Autonomous Committee and a group of volunteers worked together to crash most of the fuel and electrical systems, and the thermal power plant in Baige City was successfully restarted. Limited by the scarcity of fuels such as coal and the damage to the transmission network, the current electricity is mainly supplied to important facilities such as hospitals and mechanical workshops.

As for the rest, people can only overcome it by themselves.

——Marsh opened his eyes wide in trance.

It was the last day of the rally. The most important contracts and transactions led by the Autonomous Committee had been concluded in the previous two days. On the last day, the flow of people at the rally was significantly reduced. But when night fell, Marsh couldn't help but doubt whether his judgment was correct.

At the rally, the makeshift lighting system stopped working, and the power supply that had been drawn upon for the past three days also suddenly disappeared.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but the darkness that spread across the city was broken by a fiery red light.

Then came the second, third, and fourth streets. As if by coincidence, people one after another took to the streets. They were old men with unsteady gaits, pale-faced patients, men with faces as rough as wind-eroded rocks, and women holding children.

There is only one thing in common.

Everyone held a torch in his hand.

Deep in Marsh's pupils, sparks emerged one after another. They were so insignificant, weak and tiny, like tiny fireflies.

But at this moment, countless fireflies were floating out from the collapsed houses, from the cracks in the alleys, and from behind the broken windows. They gathered together and formed a long river that slowly flowed through the street.

A long river flows silently towards the city center.

In a trance, Marsh felt that he had become a reef that was standing still. The river water on both sides separated along the reef and continued to flow forward persistently.

".Marsh?"

After a long while, a slightly surprised voice interrupted his stunned state.

Marsh looked back and found that it was the young man.

The flickering firelight made the other person's cheeks red, but the other person's eyes seemed brighter than the torch.

"What a coincidence, I actually ran into you here. To be honest, I almost thought you were gone."

"No." After a moment's hesitation, Marsh said, "Quibo and the others haven't come to pick me up yet."

"Is that so?" The young man suddenly realized, and he smiled and said, "Would you like to come and see it together?"

"you mean"

"Lord Nandou," the young man said brilliantly, "Lord Nandou said he would show up on the last day of the grand gathering."

He couldn't tell whether he had said yes or declined. When Marsh came to his senses, he found that he had walked a long way with the crowd.

"You know, right? Lord Nandou is the [Dayuan] who is good at 'fire'."

The young man raised the torch in his hand.

"So some people say that fire can bring us good luck. Haha, it's just a trick of psychological comfort, but maybe people just need to find something to comfort themselves."

His face was filled with piety: "Everyone has believed it to some extent. Today is such a day."

At some point, the flow of people gradually stopped.

There was no need to look up, a mountain of haphazard piles rose before Marsh's eyes in the distance.

He murmured unconsciously: "Shenshan."

Flames flickered one after another, filling the entire town square. Marsh turned back suddenly for no reason and found that even the outskirts of the town square were a sea of ​​flames.

Above the Municipal Square, under the sacred mountain, the overpass that originally connected the two municipal buildings was broken in the middle. Several figures were standing on it, and the leader among them was none other than "Mr. Mei".

Marsh saw the other party raise his hand and signal everyone to be quiet.

This Mr. Mei was indeed quite prestigious. With just a few moves, he calmed down the rioting crowd. However, the next moment, the water surface, which had just returned to calm, was once again stirred up by waves, and this time, the waves were so violent that Mei Hongyi could not stop them.

On the top of the sacred mountain, out of a dark cave, a young man walked out.

Marsh recognized it at a glance. It was the "Nan Dou" who saved their lives and gave them a lot of waste that day. Compared with that time, the other party's appearance and temperament have not changed at all, like a straight axis that is not moved by external things.

Someone shouted "Nan Dou".

It was just like a spark falling into a frying pan. In an instant, the roar of the mountains and the sea rose from all directions, shaking people's cochleas to the point of breaking. But the fanatical and pious emotions were enough to make people ignore these slight discomforts.

"——Be quiet."

The young man waited for a moment, then spoke.

As the words were spoken, the originally noisy and chaotic sound suddenly became quieter, until finally, it turned into a silence so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

"you."

The young man looked around, his eyes sweeping across the entire Municipal Square and even outside the Municipal Square, checking everyone's face.

Then he said.

"Do you really think of me as your leader?"

Marsh was stunned.

After several seconds, he remembered to check other people's reactions. The one closest to him was naturally the young man. The latter's face was obviously a little strange, and his hand holding the torch was a little stiff, as if he couldn't understand what the other person was saying.

After a long while, someone whispered, "Aren't you?"

No matter how small the sound is, how can it be hidden from a powerful psychic of the fourth ring?
"Leader. The supreme leader, one who leads others."

The other party said calmly.

"So, did I give you any orders?"

"Yes--yes!" someone shouted, "Give others the best help you can, spread your name, and tell others about your deeds."

As he spoke, his voice gradually became quieter unconsciously.

These are not orders.

"I didn't give any orders myself. I just did some things, that's all." The young man said, "But you regard me as a leader? Don't you think that's too far-fetched?"

There was another moment of silence.

In the gaps between the flames, many people looked at each other.

Finally, someone spoke again.

He was an old man with cloudy eyes and wrapped in a dirty blanket. He carefully grasped the torch with both hands and raised his head carefully.

He trembled cautiously.

"Nandou, are you going to abandon us?"

(End of this chapter)