long night fire

"It depends on what supplies you pay for. The least valuable things in Tarnan are electronic products, mechanical products, canned food, biscuits, and energy bars."

"We only have electronic products and many portable computers." Jiang Baimian knew about Tarnan's situation and was not surprised at all.

"What model?" Ainuo asked casually.

The four members of the "Old Tune Group" fell silent.

They really don't know how to classify the portable computers produced by "Mechanical Paradise" and what models they have.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Jianyao turned around and ran out of the hotel.

Soon, he came back with two black laptops.

"G-35? This is the latest model. You just arrived in Tarnan, how did you get it? Normally, even the 'Landside Alliance' will have a chance to see it in spring, right?" Ainuo looked down. Looking at the old computer I used for registration, I was a little envious.

Jiang Baimian simply explained:

"We rescued a caravan on the way. They just left Tarnan and returned to the 'Sea Alliance'."

"Ha, Means and the others?" Ainuo laughed after receiving affirmative nod, "I said they shouldn't leave in winter, something will happen, but they didn't listen, haha, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot !"

Because Means and the others seemed to have nothing to do, Ainuo showed his gloat to his heart's content.

Likes to act old...or, is she older than she looks?Some thoughts flashed through Jiang Baimian's mind, but they lacked sufficient details to confirm.

With such a incident, Ainuo seemed to get closer to them, and said directly:

"Then I will give you a suite, two sets for seven days."

Two sets in seven days?Take one casually and go to a place like Primordial City or Wild Grass City, and you can live there for more than a month... Jiang Baimian knows that portable computers are quite popular among the big forces, especially those produced by "Mechanical Paradise".

This is because there is a serious shortage of production capacity in this area, and in many fields, a computer can play a very important role.

Means and his Shifang Trading Company were able to obtain such a large batch of the latest portable computers from Tarnan, which shows the deep relationship.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Baimian gave an affirmative answer based on the idea that it was a windfall anyway:

"it is good."

After getting the black room card with a delicate rose printed on it, a group of four from the "Old Tune Group" took the elevator to the second floor.

Many hotels on the dust have the same rules, for example, the lower the floor, the more expensive the room-this is convenient for residents to jump out of the window in case of an attack or accident.

This is a change brought about by widespread demand.

The room of the "Old Tune Group" is in "221", the innermost part of the corridor. After opening the door, there is a living room with sofas, coffee tables, tables and chairs, and cabinets. There are four doors in the living room, leading to three bedrooms and Bathroom, toilet.

This is not very luxurious, but for Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others who have been away from "Pangaea" for a long time and have never lived in a good place, it is simply satisfying both physically and mentally.

"I'll sleep in the living room!" Shang Jian Yao volunteered.

Although he didn't know why he wanted to sleep in the living room, Jiang Baimian decided that he couldn't do what he wanted, so as not to make any mistakes:

"I'm the team leader, and I sleep in the living room."

She immediately added:

"I have to watch over you, especially you, and I can't let you wake up in the middle of the night to scare Xiaohong."

Hearing the latter words, Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up, as if to say, "Why didn't I expect to be able to do such a thing".

While Long Yuehong shuddered inexplicably, Jiang Baimian became more determined to sleep in the living room.

After allocating the rooms with the authority of the group leader, they washed their faces and hands and had a simple supper.

After packing himself up, Jiang Baimian looked around and said with a smile:

"There is a training subject tonight."

"Ah?" Long Yuehong was feeling tired and wanted to go to bed early.

Jiang Baimian said with a smile:

"This training subject is called 'single action'.

"Although I have been emphasizing cooperation and teamwork, the world is unpredictable, and everyone will inevitably be alone. If there is no corresponding experience accumulation, it may not be possible to solve the difficulties encountered at that time.

"Tonight, we will go out separately and gather information in Tarnan."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Baimian turned his wrist and looked at the electronic watch:

"It's eight thirty, return to the room at ten."

"Okay!" Shang Jian Yao responded excitedly.

Really let this guy act alone?This is not good, is it?The first thing Long Yuehong worried about was not herself, but Shang Jianyao who had lost her restraint.

He was worried for the people of Tarnen.

Without giving Long Yuehong a chance to speak, Jiang Baimian pointed at him and said:

"Xiaohong, you go out first."

"Okay." Long Yuehong didn't suddenly realize one thing until she walked out of the "Youmeng" hotel, standing in the cold wind, deep night, and quite quiet street:

it's just me...

This is a strange city, surrounded by strange people.

He habitually glanced left and right, but failed to find the figure that made him feel at ease.

At this moment, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

Exhale, inhale... Long Yuehong took a few deep breaths, initially calming down the timidity and anxiety in her heart.

Then, he decided to plan what he was going to do first.

Once the purpose is clear, the heart will not be so flustered.

At this moment, a figure passed him and went straight to the busiest street.

Long Yuehong raised her head, only in time to see the back of Shang Jianyao turning to the right.

"..." He worried about the people of Tarnan again.

It took several seconds for Long Yuehong to withdraw her thoughts and think about her own problem:

"The team leader said to collect information... so what kind of information should be collected?

"Our purpose is to meet the 'Master Brain', no, the 'Source Brain', to find clues to the destruction of the old world. If it refuses to meet us, then we have to come up with something that can impress it.

"Well, take a walk on the street, find those older local townspeople, and learn from them what things the 'Mechanical Paradise' has a strong demand for."

With direction, Long Yuehong has indeed stabilized a lot.

So, he mustered up his courage and walked towards the intersection where Shang Jianyao disappeared.

After turning right, he went straight for another 300 meters, and he heard more and more voices, louder and louder.

Finally, that bustling street appeared in front of his eyes, with many pedestrians, including Honghe people, Huitu people, and many branches of these two major races.

Long Yuehong stared at it for a while, took a breath, and silently cheered herself up:

"no problem……"

Then, he stepped into the street ahead.

During this process, he subconsciously touched the "Ice Moss" pistol on his belt around his waist.

Chapter 137 Difficult "Choices"

Under the light of the street lights not too far apart, Long Yuehong walked slowly along the street to see if there were any elderly local residents.

During this process, he was inevitably attracted by the dazzling array of goods in various stalls, and was interested in the strange things found in the ruins of different cities.

After walking for a while, Long Yuehong stopped in front of a booth.

There are many jade, emerald and diamond jewelry here.

He felt that his mother didn't have anything similar, and he was thinking of getting one or two for her.

——In "Pangaea", the accessories of ordinary employees are mainly silk flowers and hairpins. Necklaces, earrings, rings, brooches, and silk scarves are either the kind that have been passed down for several generations, or the employees of the "Security Department" go out to "pick up garbage" "The ones picked up are rare and not so easy to get.

Long Yuehong squatted down, picked up a rather dazzling diamond necklace, and looked at it carefully for a while.

He couldn't tell whether it was good-looking for women, so he could only consider it from another angle:

Gold and silver accessories are more practical. Even if my mother doesn't like them, they can be used as equivalents.

——During the trip, Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao learned some concepts of economics from Jiang Baimian.

"Why is there no gold jewelry?" Long Yuehong took the diamond necklace, scanned it around, and asked doubtfully.

The stall owner, a gray man with a beard on his face, replied angrily:

"Some of the gold and silver are collected by the caravan, and they still need to be sold?"

That's right, these are all items with industrial uses, and they can also be used as currency... After Long Yuehong was relieved, she put down the diamond necklace.

He felt that the stall owner's attitude was not very good, and he didn't want to trade items with him.

As soon as he stood up, the stall owner also stood up and shouted:

"Outsider, don't you know our rules in Tarnan?

"Pick up what you have seen, you must buy it!

"You've already touched it with your hands, so what else do you want?"

Long Yuehong was both surprised and a little panicked, and was about to explain that she didn't know about the situation, when out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man who seemed to be a local resident playing with a set of white porcelain dishes at the booth next door, and then put it away Going back, slowly turned and left.

During this process, no one stopped him, and no one made him have to buy it.

Long Yuehong, who was also considered to have a lot of experience in the dirt, suddenly came to her senses, and pulled up the corner of her clothes, revealing the pistol on her belt.

The stall owner smiled disdainfully and said:

"Want to grab it directly?

"I don't think you know how powerful the Robot Guard is!"

Of course, Long Yuehong remembered the law that "Tarnan prohibits private fighting", and what she did just now was just to show her attitude.

He looked up at the surveillance camera on a nearby street lamp, and asked the stall owner:

"Do you want to hit me?

"This seems to be a private fight."

The stall owner smiled:

"Personal fights without weapons, the robot guards don't care."

While speaking, the owners of the two booths next to him also stood up, strengthening his momentum.

"So that's the case." Long Yuehong got the answer she wanted, and acted like she suddenly realized.

As soon as the words fell, he took a step forward, instead of retreating, he rushed forward.

When he and Bai Chen acted in Wild Grass City before, he received corresponding teachings:

Faced with a similar situation, don't show a weak posture. Even if the opponent's firepower is fierce and can really kill you, you have to bluff.

Of course, if the enemy doesn't take this set at all, there is an old saying:

"The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie."

About a minute later, Long Yuehong patted her clothes, looked down at the stall owner and his two companions who fell on the ground, and said in "doubt":

"It's really strange, why is it not a private fight if you don't use a weapon?"

The stall owner and his two companions curled up into a ball, clutching their stomachs, moaning in pain, unable to answer.

Frankly speaking, if the three of them really went together, Long Yuehong's double fists might not be able to fight six hands, after all, he couldn't kill anyone, but he attacked first, which was unexpected by the opponent, and there was a time lag before the stall owner's companions reacted. He quickly solved the main target before, and then took advantage of the other two weaknesses of taking care of the booth goods and being timid, and easily dealt with them.

Seeing that the pedestrians around and other stall owners did not interfere with this matter, Long Yuehong had a deeper understanding of the rules of survival on the dust:

In the contemporary era where order has not been fully established, big fists are the last word.

He was a little more determined in his heart, and stepped forward.

As he walked, he saw a familiar figure:

Shang Jianyao stood in the middle of the street, looked left, right, and forward, he seemed very hesitant, as if he couldn't make up his mind about something important.

Hey, he also has this kind of time?Long Yuehong was curious for a while, and had the idea of ​​going up to ask.