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"I'm wondering if it's possible to deduce from the 'severe hair loss' and 'abnormal sexual fetishes' the characteristics of the Awakened's abilities in the field of 'Shuangri'.

"Du Heng said that there should be a fuzzy mapping between cost and ability."

Shang Jianyao immediately made a guess:

"Can the enemy lose their hair and become abnormal?"

"... Such an ability should be classified as spiritual strike." Long Yuehong imagined.

Jiang Baimian gave Shang Jianyao a blank look:

"I'm talking about finding common ground.

"However, it is not certain that the second awakened person that Flynn mentioned is also a believer of the 'Holy Eye'.

"If it is, I think what they all have in common is that they all involve hormones."

Among the wanderers in the wilderness, Bai Chen has a relatively good basic education, and probably knows what hormones represent.

She considered it:

"That's a huge range."

"Indeed, but there is too little information at present, so we can only speculate to this extent." Jiang Baimian said "hmm" and said, "Also, since the focus of their teachings is on the eyes, the ability may also include the visual field, hehe, I wouldn't be surprised if an awakened person with a 'sacred eye' can achieve near-invisibility."

She didn't say how to guard against similar awakened people.

While the four members of the "Old Tune Group" were discussing, Flynn had already changed into the black leather jacket from yesterday and walked over.

Around his waist is still a gun pouch containing the "Python" revolver.

After saying hello, he looked at the jeep of the "Old Tune Group", and said after deliberation:

"How about camouflage sprayed in army green?

"For Jeep, this is more common and will not become the focus of attention of others."

"Yes." Jiang Baimian fully respected the opinions of "professionals".

Flynn turned to ask:

"How are you going to send yourself to Wild Grass City?

"We have a special trailer that can hold Jeeps."

"Don't be so troublesome." Jiang Baimian expressed his thoughts to Shang Jianyao's life and death brothers, "You send a small convoy to pretend to go to Weed City to do business, and we can mix in it. If you happen to have A plan like this would be even better.”

Flynn laughed:

"What a coincidence!"

After laughing, he added:

"We happen to have a convoy going to Wild Grass City to see if we can get some more food back."

"Your food reserves are not enough?" Jiang Baimian guessed that it wasn't the reason, but asked on purpose.

Flynn sighed and said:

"This year's weather is bad, and grain production in many places has been reduced.

"Reserving more may save lives, or sell them at a good price."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Then let's go with your team." Jiang Baimian didn't ask any more questions, "How much can we pay in total? Or, do you want compressed biscuits and energy bars more?"

"Last night's wine and dinner... Today's spray painting and tomorrow's team blessing... In total, ten cans are enough. If there is not enough, you can use compressed biscuits and energy bars." Feilin quickly reported the number.

Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief:

"Barely enough."

Flynn's smile became more relaxed:

"Then leave tomorrow morning, and I will definitely arrive before noon."

"So fast?" Although Jiang Baimian didn't intend to continue detours, he also knew that there was still at least a day's journey to go.

Flynn smiled and said:

"Some time ago, Wild Grass City repaired the broken bridge on the Zhuohe River, so there is no need to go around elsewhere."

The Zhuohe River is the name of the Green River after it flows into the Monk's Wasteland.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"Okay, then it's settled."

Chapter 13 野草城

At around nine o'clock the next morning, Bai Chen drove a disguised jeep, carrying three other members of the "Old Tune Group" and Fei Lin, the head of the "Rootless" camp, followed by a group of five or six vehicles. The caravan headed towards Wild Grass City.

I don’t know whether it’s because of rushing to work or trying to be true, but the color of the repainted Jeep is not coordinated in many places, but it can be generally seen that it is an army green camouflage.

This is very similar to most of the jeeps running on the dirt - once they are bumped, there is either no place to repair them, or they can be repaired casually, not so much.

The reason why Feilin didn't take the car of his own business group was because he felt that when he arrived in Wild Grass City, he would be separated from his good brother Shang Jianyao, and he had to hurry up and chat for a while.

This caused three big men to be crowded in the back row of the Jeep. Fortunately, this car has ample space, so it will not affect the riding experience.

After leaving the camp and going around to the other side, Long Yuehong finally saw the most important facility in this area:

water plant.

It is surrounded by greenery, the environment is quite good, it seems to be "taken care of" very well.

After passing the water plant, a city ruin gradually unfolded before the eyes of all members of the "Old Tune Group".

Almost all the high-rise buildings here have collapsed, or gray or brown "mud" and stubborn rusted steel bars are piled together in a mess, covered by withered and yellow creeper leaves and various plants, only faintly revealed part.

It's like countless people who were buried alive, before they died, they finally stretched out their hands, trying to grab something.

Compared with the ruins of the city deep in the swamp, the original appearance of the old world is completely lost here.

Even the relic hunters have given up here.

—The rest are either hard to come by or worthless.

If he hadn't been in the depths of the swamp, and hadn't seen the silhouette of the old world, Long Yuehong would at most be a little bit admiring about such a scene, but now, his mood is extremely complicated, inexplicably heavy and sad.

"Hey..." Jiang Baimian, who was in the passenger seat, sighed "softly".

Fei Lin sat between Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, looked out the window and said:

"When my grandfather was still alive, he told me what kind of tourist city it was.

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have come all the way in their RV."

Seeing that Yao didn't answer Fei Lin's words, Shang said abruptly:

"I want to play a song."

"Reminiscing about the past?" Jiang Baimian asked quite understandingly.

Shang Jianyao nodded heavily:

"Correct."

"Forget it, forget it, it will affect your mood." Jiang Baimian waved his hand, "This road is already difficult, so don't disturb Bai Chen."

In the ruins of this completely abandoned city, due to the collapse of buildings and the subsidence of the ground, many roads were either buried or interrupted, making it impossible to pass through. Vehicles could only change their routes constantly and move forward a little bit.

Fortunately, whether it is Bai Chen, Fei Lin, or the "rootless people" who lead the way, they are all familiar with this place, so they won't get lost.

"I'm really grateful to those relic hunters who got rid of all the cars stuck on the road. Otherwise, we can only bypass the ruins of the city, which would be a waste of time." During this process, Jiang Baimian said sincerely.

"This is also due to us." Felin smiled and stroked the gray beard around his mouth. "Many cars of our business group got it from here, and they are all grandparents now."

During the chat, the convoy spent more than an hour slowly passing through the most severely damaged area of ​​the city. The road conditions gradually improved, and there was even a half-empty road propped up by gray and white giant pillars ahead, which was extremely empty. The damage marks are not too obvious, but there are many withered weeds.

After an unknown amount of time, the convoy arrived at the side of the "Zhuo River".

The running water here is tumbling with a yellowish color, and it seems to be mixed with a lot of sand.

Because it is winter, many parts of the riverbed have been directly exposed to the air and are full of silt.

Diagonally ahead of the convoy, a medium-sized bridge supported by a pair of piers spanned the two banks.

After passing the new bridge and driving forward for another ten minutes, a gray-white city wall more than ten meters high came into everyone's eyes.

"That's Wild Grass City." Flynn introduced.

"Is there a city wall?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise and curiosity.

He remembered that it was written in the textbook that cities in the old world are no longer like in the old days. They still have to build tall and strong walls. At most, they are schools and other places.

If it was done after the destruction of the old world, what a huge project it must be!

Flynn smiled and said:

"This is an appendage of the ruins of the city just now.

"Before the old world was destroyed, it was said to be some ancient city."

"Tourist attractions? In order to restore the style of the ancient times, the city walls were preserved and repaired?" Jiang Baimian speculated based on his own knowledge.

Flynn gave an "hmm":

"I heard that at the earliest time, when many survivors were preparing to build settlements, they considered the ruins before, but the damage there was too serious, and there is a city wall, its own waterworks, and it is also close to the hydropower station. "

Having said that, he laughed and said:

"Although the city wall cannot protect against cannons or bombs, it can at least block beasts, monsters and 'unintentional people', so that everyone can gain more sense of security."

While talking, the convoy arrived at the gate of Wild Grass City.

There is a bit of congestion here, and the speed of the jeep is very slow.

Long Yuehong pressed the car window, looked out, and found a crowd of people crowded at the gate of the city.

They were wearing tattered or old clothes, their faces were pale in the winter wind, and their lips were already a little blue.

Most of these people are young and middle-aged men and women, followed by children, and none of them are elderly.

Their expressions were more or less numb, and they moved forward mechanically along the line.

"This is?" Long Yuehong looked back at Feilin.

Flynn half propped up his body and tried his best to glance at the city gate.

He quickly sat down again, sighed and said:

"These are wilderness wanderers who don't have much food for the winter, come to Wild Grass City to try their luck."

"Can you find a job here?" Long Yuehong asked in the habit of company employees.

Flynn laughed self-deprecatingly:

"The luckiest ones will be taken in or bought by the 'Hunter Guild' and cultivated as direct descendants.

"The less fortunate ones are favored by the nobles and become slaves.

"The ones who are inferior are taken to the surrounding manors and become serfs.

"Unfortunately, it was bought back by a skin and meat business.

"The worst luck is to be a miner..."

After listening to Flynn's description, the jeep became extremely quiet, and no one spoke for a long time.

Long Yuehong watched the vehicle overtake those people little by little, but she didn't know what she could do.

He looked away and glanced at Shang Jianyao, only to see this friend's solemn face.

Finally, Jiang Baimian broke the silence and repeated a word mockingly:

"noble……"

"Didn't you learn this from the 'First City'? Anyway, you are also a part of the 'First City'." Flynn didn't care much about it.

Long Yuehong calmed down and continued to ask:

"Why are they still queuing at the door?"

He remembered that Bai Chen mentioned that Wild Grass City is quite open and there is no city entry tax.