Bring Interstellar to the end of the world

Chapter 161 The Farmer and the Snake
When the young man said this, Tang Yan roughly understood the context of the entire incident.

The people of Yuancheng found out that the villagers were leading the way for the merchants in Gemstone City, and they lost the income of roadblocking tolls, so they drove all the villagers into the northern mine to collect uranium ore as punishment.In the absence of protective facilities and anti-radiation drugs, many villagers died due to excessive radiation. A few days ago, a girl escaped and was rescued by Qiao Qiao on the way.

Instead of fleeing further, she chose to return to the mine and told the villagers in the mine what happened to her outside, and then there was a scene where the teenager pulled his peers here with a rickshaw to obtain the regeneration potion to survive.

Perhaps in the eyes of Yuancheng people, the teenagers in front of them don't have much labor force to squeeze out. Instead of letting them die in the mine, it would be better to turn into the excrement of ferocious beasts in the wilderness to nourish the wasteland.

No one expected that they traveled tens of kilometers on a dilapidated rickshaw to the Maxim Cannery in the south of Gemstone City.

This is not only reflected in perseverance, but their luck is also very good. Whenever they encounter ferocious beasts in the wasteland, even if they are just mutant dogs, they are enough to kill them.

Tang Yan had heard about the situation in Yuan City.

Gemstone City, which has soil improvement methods, still needs Maxim’s Cannery to earn foreign exchange to subsidize people’s livelihood, so what if Yuancheng has Jicheng’s support, and it still lacks clothing and food.

The countermeasure that the city lord of Yuan City thought of was to use the mines left over before the outbreak of the nuclear war to collect residual uranium ore and sell them to external forces in exchange for resources such as food, medicine, and weapons.

Although the nuclear industry in this world is very developed and there are many kinds of equipment that can resist radiation, even in the era before the nuclear war, the cost of radiation protection equipment was not low, let alone the era after the nuclear war where the industrial system collapsed and resources were scarce Of course, it is impossible for Yuancheng people to waste resources on these villagers.

Dezi helped the oldest boy up and looked at Tang Yan, as if asking him how to choose whether to give these boys suffering from radiation sickness the regenerative potion.

Pfft!
There was the sound of heavy objects falling from behind. It was a 12-year-old boy falling from the car.

His arms were bent strangely, black blood flowed from his nostrils, his gums were red, his lips were chapped, and the ulcers on his body were unbearable to look at.

At this time, a breath with a faint fragrance of flowers came with the wind, and the graceful figure quickly passed by, and a cloud of dust was brought up by the feet stepping on the ground.

Tang Yan told her many times that there are a lot of sundries on the ground of the cannery, and she needs to wear shoes when going out, otherwise she will cut her feet, but she still often forgets to wear shoes, and just walks around with a pair of bare feet.

When she was reprimanded, she would look at him quietly, nod seriously and admit her mistake, like a gentle and reserved little girl.But... Forgetting to wear shoes seems to have become a part of her life, and she can't change it no matter what.

Today she not only left the office building barefoot, but also walked out of the cannery gate barefoot.

Before everyone could react, she hugged the boy who had fallen from the tricycle, not caring that the pus stained her long sleeves, and not caring that the blood stained her fair and tender skin.

She hugged him, her arms getting tighter and tighter.

It took a long time to let go slowly, put the little boy who was no longer breathing on the ground, stood up and looked at Tang Yan, his eyes were very calm, no sadness or anger could be seen.

The wind came from behind, blowing her white sleeves, blue ribbons, and loose hair between her temples.

Tang Yan said nothing and waved behind him.

Dezi's pupils shrank suddenly, he glanced at the little boy who had just died, sighed, walked quickly into the factory, and walked out in a short time carrying a medicine storage box.

That was the regeneration potion that Tang Yan placed in the medical room of Vault 1017 to prepare for members of the Pandaren Legion.

"There are 20 regenerative potions inside, remember not to be seen by Yuancheng people." Tokuko handed it to the older boy: "If there is physiological saline, it will be more effective if used together."

The young man hugged the black box tightly and said thank you to him.

20 regeneration potions didn't weigh much, but the way he hugged them tightly seemed to weigh a lot.

Dezi touched the back of his head: "Let's go, go save your relatives and friends, remember to hide it well, and try to avoid adults on the road."

The boy said, "They won't rob us."

A look of sadness flashed in Tokuko's eyes.

Yeah, who's going to rob a bunch of dying kids who have nothing but disgusting radiation sickness.

When Sanpao asked for some dry food from the kitchen, the two teenagers carried the companion who had just died to the carriage where the dead little girl was, and the two of them pushed three rickshaws on their way home.

Tang Yan watched the boys go away, Caiwei walked to his side and grabbed his hand.

"Let's go back."

When Tang Yan turned around, he brought her to the front, hugged her back in his arms, and returned along the way he came.

"Didn't I ask you to wait up there?"

Caiwei didn't say a word, just looked at his face blankly.

She never argues, never argues, naturally she doesn't care about firmness, she is used to accepting everything around her calmly and passively, at most she smiles and nods slightly.

Sanpao slapped Tokuko from behind: "I can't tell, you are quite caring."

Dezi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I used to have a younger brother who died when he was 12 years old..."

"Okay, okay... To live to this age, no one has a few sad memories." Sanpao interrupted Dezi's narration, and threw the remaining piece of dried meat in his hand to the third young master who was on duty on the wall: " Have you ever thought, if a similar situation happens again, will Tang Yan save us or not? Those teenagers may not tell others what happened to them, and those villagers will not guarantee that they will not betray us for a piece of corn bread. And... if we are killed by Yuancheng What should people do if they discover the regenerative injection? The behavior of the teenager will not only fail to save the villagers, but may also put them in a more dangerous situation."

Tokuko sighed heavily, speechless.

After Tang Yan sent Caiwei back to Shelter No. 1017, he arrived at the north gate of the factory. Within a few breaths, a black shadow flashed out from behind him.

Gou Rou licked his palm, got out from the gap in the north gate, and quickly disappeared.

The injuries on the teenagers are absolutely real, and there are no obvious loopholes in the logic of their stories.

The reason why Tang Yan realized that there was something tricky behind this incident was that the amount of reward points he obtained was unexpected, and the regenerative injection was enough to save their lives. Under normal circumstances, those teenagers with clear thinking should be grateful to him.The actual situation is that more than 100 reward points are received at one time.

He still remembered the words when the system reminded him that the reward points had increased—the emotional feedback of detecting the degree of hatred.

He took out precious regeneration injections to save those teenagers and their relatives and friends, but what he got in exchange was hatred, which is really unacceptable.

But he didn't say anything at that time, until the teenagers pushed the rickshaw away and settled down Caiwei, then he summoned the dog meat and ordered it to follow the teenagers to see what kind of truth was hidden behind this incident.

There are many stories about the farmer and the snake in the wasteland.

When he returned to shelter No. 1017, Caiwei had already taken a shower, put on new clothes, and squatted in the corner quietly watching the tiger teeth tearing at the steamed bun dipped in vegetable soup in the food bowl, her little head twitched, very cute.

Leina held the panda puppet in her arms, and skillfully folded the pieces of paper into small boats with her dexterous little hands.

She can't see anything, but it seems like she can see everything.

Tang Yan looked at her, thinking about those teenagers.Those teenagers are completely different from Leina. They are full of hatred, self-improvement, and responsibility. They don't see any innocence at all, and they are so mature that people are frightened.

Reina always likes to escape when she encounters unsolvable problems, because she always has a place to escape.If there was no Zangfeng, if her "parents" didn't even bother to tell lies that deceived the soul, and what was before her was the stark reality, would she become like those teenagers?
Without eyes, you don't have to witness this miserable world. To some extent, it is a kind of escape, but if you look at it from another angle, isn't it a good thing?

People with eyes and those who can see far will witness many things beyond their imagination or ability to bear.

Just like Tang Yan now.

Through Gorou's shared vision, he saw a scene more than ten kilometers away.

The afterglow of the setting sun ignites the sunset glow, and the night quietly occupies the eastern sky.

On the edge of a mound at the edge of the ruins of Qindao City, several teenagers were digging the soil hard, digging a two-meter-square pit.

Sweat drenched their messy hair, flowing along with the dust and blood on their bodies, falling drop by drop on the barren land.

The boy who couldn't move in the carriage was carried down by them and put into the pit that took a long time to dig.

The leading boy did not let those who could still move bury these dead or hanging companions. He divided some of the dry food and pickles given to them by Sanpao and put them into his mouth in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Everyone ate very quickly and ferociously. It was just a few corn buns, a small handful of pickles, and scattered dried meat, which fell into their mouths like rare delicacies in the world.

Some teenagers quickly ate up the food in their hands, looking at the greased paper on the back of the tricycle and swallowing hard. They were not full and wanted to continue eating, but reason told them not to do so, so the expressions on their faces were very complicated.

Some teenagers broke off the steamed bread and dried meat and stuffed them into their pockets. They didn't know whether they wanted to keep them and take them back to the mine to feed their younger brothers and sisters, or they planned to give themselves a piece of food to keep going when they were hungry at night. strength.

Some teenagers began to cry, wondering whether it was because the jerky pickled vegetables pickled by General Wang was so delicious, or whether they were regretting something or suffering something...

The girl who had vomited on the wheel of the tricycle earlier vomited again, pouring out all the food she had eaten.

A blind boy next to her put down the cornbread in his hand and patted her back lightly, not wanting his palm to stick to the necrotic skin on the girl's back, tearing off a large piece, revealing the horrific flesh and blood inside.

People farther away are accustomed to this picture, and their expressions are a little numb.

Just like the withered vegetation in autumn, pain and death are the keynote of the wasteland world.

The oldest boy walked over. The people on the other side of the death pit thought he was caring for his companions. How could he know that when he bypassed the rickshaw, he picked up the shovel he had picked up from the ruins and slapped the weak girl on the head? go down.

When the bloody girl's face fell into the pupil of the one-eyed boy, a scream came from behind: "Niu Feng, what are you doing, she is your sister..."

The sound was still echoing in his ears, the blind boy caught a glimpse of a black figure approaching from the side, and then there was the sound of a heavy object hitting the back of the head.

There was a bang in his head, his eyes went dark, he felt his whole body sinking, and then he lost consciousness.

"Niu Feng? You..." The distant voice stopped abruptly.

Another boy who had been kneeling in front of Tang Yan knocked out the two people on the other side of the death pit with a shovel.

While weeping, he slapped the head of the person in front of him with the back of the shovel, and the blood was pouring out, mixed with the soil dug out of the pit, flowing on the barren surface.

Until a young man named Niu Feng walked over and held his hand.

"Xiaoyong, enough, enough..."

Bang!The rusty shovel fell to the ground, and the boy named Xiaoyong sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

Niu Feng shot his younger sister to death.

He shot his cousin to death.

This was the shovel used to dig out a crypt where the dead were buried.

Niu Feng knelt down next to the still bleeding corpse, holding Xiaoyong with tears and runny noses streaming down his face. His hands kept stroking and touching the back of the person's head in his arms, as if he wanted to catch something, but also as if he wanted to vent something. .

The two teenagers held their heads and cried for a long time.

It wasn't until the sun completely sank into the Western Mountains and the night sky cast sparse stars that they gradually stopped crying.

It's not that I've cried enough or vented enough, but I'm afraid of attracting living corpses and mutated dogs.

"Xiaoyong, don't be sad, we have to do this, we have no choice."

Xiaoyong wiped away the tears on his face with his dirty sleeves, stood up from the ground, grabbed his cousin's feet, and let Niu Feng lift his bloody head.

The death pit was not big, and it was already a bit crowded to put the companions on the rickshaw into it, so now we can only stack the extra corpses on top of each other.

After disposing of the corpses of the two newly deceased teenagers next to the dead man's grave, they went to carry the corpses of the blind teenagers again. The last one was Niu Feng's younger sister, the girl who held on all the way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The soft and damp black soil fell on the tattered clothes, covering hands and faces. Occasionally, the weak coughing of the surviving children could be heard, but it soon died down.

Niu Feng tightly grasped the shovel in his hand and shoveled very deep.

While trembling, Xiaoyong sobbed softly, tears pattering on the dirt.

They lied.

The fact that the villagers exchanged their lives for uranium mines was real, but it didn't happen to them.

They are from Yuan City, not teenagers from the countryside.

It is true that they were mining uranium without protection, but not under impotent coercion, but voluntarily.

Unity and dedication are the foundation of the existence of Yuancheng, and also the living creed of Yuancheng people!

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