wasteland ranch

Chapter 69 The Mob Strikes
Lin Guiyao has two small favors to help,

One is to ask Roger to help find out if there is a religion wearing a silver helmet in the metropolis, and the second is to purchase weapons and other supplies for him.

Regarding the issue of religion, Roger took him to see three places, but they were all bluffing little magic sticks, not to mention the silver helmets, and the robes were not neatly put together.
As for the inside of the Fourth Ring, Roger had seen a few people wearing armor who looked like cultists, but he couldn't tell whether they were the people Lin Guiyao was looking for.

In addition, Lin Guiyao did not have the right to enter the Fourth Ring Road, so Roger suggested that he wait two months before coming to the Metropolis, when the Seventh Ring Road will hold a grand Harvest Festival prayer ceremony, then he can try his luck.

As for the supplies, Roger did not disappoint him again.

After spending a whole day of pleasant shopping time, the thick stack of Metropolitan coins in Lin Guiyao's hand turned into real hard goods.

One hundred boxes of ammunition purchased according to the characteristics of the weapons of the ranger mercenary regiment piled up into a hill, with rifles, machine guns, and sniper rifles all available.
Especially Zhao Ziyue's sniper ammunition, under Lin Guiyao's insistence, he purchased ten boxes directly, but the price was more expensive than the other ninety boxes combined!

Originally he wanted more, but Roger said that was all he could get.

As for guns, he bought a total of fifty M1 Garand rifles,
As the armed reserves of the first batch of villagers, although they were all bought and exchanged goods from the army, they were definitely much better than those junk goods with an extremely high failure rate on the market. This point was confirmed by Xiao Hong himself.

Then there are all kinds of tools needed for production, construction and daily life, such as pots, pans, grinding wheels and tape measures, and even two bicycles and a small pedal machine!
Although the machine tool is very simple, it is more than enough to process some wood products.

But what excites Lin Guiyao the most is the bag tied around his waist, which contains all kinds of seeds that Roger helped him collect in the metropolis!

There are very few things in the bag, only a handful of wheat, a handful of corn, a handful of grass-like onions, a head of garlic, a piece of ginger, two peppers and a sweet potato.

According to Lin Guiyao's request, these were all wild, shriveled and thin, with weird and hideous appearance.

At that time, Roger complained: I really don't understand you, what are you doing with those weeds instead of the seeds that the metropolis has worked so hard to improve.

Fortunately, the metropolis did not take any precautions against this, and focused on protecting the improved crops from leaking out, so Roger was able to easily collect these things.

Regarding this, Lin Guiyao just smiled on his face, but his heart was full of joy.

Who wants your improved scum?

Even after generations of continuous selection and cultivation, those crops have only reached the point where they can be eaten.

Wheat, which is as big as soybeans, can only produce grains the size of sesame seeds, and the rest are all skins. Corn is even more serious, and basically it can only be used to feed animals.

Onions, ginger, and garlic also have a strong pungent smell, and whoever smells them will shed tears. Sweet potatoes and peppers are relatively normal, but they are all as thin as malnourished orphans, and the production rate is extremely low.

These are completely incomparable to the domestication effect of the pasture system, otherwise Roger would not have been bought by Lin Guiyao with a plate of French fries.

It's a pity that Lin Guiyao doesn't have enough G coins for domestication, so he can't know what the properties of these things will be after domestication, so he can only honestly put away that itchy heart and wait until he returns to the village.

In addition, because Lin Guiyao remembered the glass of wheat wine in Lao Li's restaurant, Lin Guiyao specifically asked Roger, and finally got him a small piece of gray-yellow natural yeast.
This is good stuff!
In order to prevent pollution, Lin Guiyao also specially vacated a grid for it in the tight backpack, which was specially used to store it.

In the end, in order to carry the supplies, Lin Guiyao had to spend a lot of money and rented two cars to barely carry them.

It's not that he can't afford to buy animals like sea camels. The problem is that the metropolis is unexpectedly strict about it. They can only rent and not sell, just like their cars.
In this regard, even Roger could not open the door of convenience.

But it's okay, according to the speed of the Minghai camel, it will definitely delay the time to return to the village, so we can only see if we can get some from the Minghai Desert later.

After a rigorous interrogation at the gate of the city, Lin Guiyao and Xiao Hong drove a car alone, and finally left the ideal town in the wasteland of the metropolis.

To be honest, Lin Guiyao still admires the masters of the metropolis. For such a vast and huge project, I don’t know how much manpower, material and financial resources and time it took to build this super huge city covering an area of ​​[-] square kilometers. !
Thinking back to the residents living inside, although the people in the outer ring seem to be poor and have a high level of consumption, they are already in heaven compared to the people outside who are not even secure in food, clothing and safety.

Not to mention the wealth and honor within the fifth ring, food and clothing are basically the best things that can be found in this wasteland, and the quality of life is even better than some rich people in previous lives.

Of course, except for the relatively simple food.

In the past, Lin Guiyao would definitely have chosen to move into this metropolis, find a job that could make ends meet, commute to and from get off work normally, marry an ordinary woman, and live his life so simply.

But Lin Guiyao's secrets doomed him not to live this kind of life. He could only avoid the end of being manipulated and used by others if he broke ground and firmly controlled his destiny in his own hands.

"Since they can live and work in peace and contentment in the wasteland, so can I!"

Squeezing the bag at his waist, Lin Guiyao stomped on the gas pedal and headed towards his home with hope for a better future.

Drive with confidence.

……

"Watch out for the bullets! Watch out, don't get your head blown off!"

"And you, hold on to the wooden spears in your hands, don't cry like a bitch, don't you want to continue to be refugees or slaves? Lie down!"

Wang Bing looked at the group of villagers lying trembling behind the low wall holding wooden spears, and roared loudly.

Outside the wall, there are more than 500 mobs who don't know where they came from. Since yesterday, they suddenly gathered at a place 1000 meters away from the outer city.

Most of them are ragged, with blue faces, and have various weapons: better ones hold sticks with spikes, or machetes, and worse ones are wooden sticks and stones.

But this didn't make Wang Bing relax,

There are too many of them!
To make matters worse, he discovered that behind this group of mobs, there were actually about 30 mercenaries with guns hiding, acting as supervising the team.

"Blood Drinking Mercenary Group!"

Gritting his teeth and pronouncing the name word by word, Wang Bing recalled that nightmare day when his men were besieged by this group of rogue-like opponents and almost disappeared.

"I will never die with you!"

(End of this chapter)