Scavenging Notes: I am the Lucky Star of the End Times

Ten minutes later, Xu Sansan was surrounded by four members of the Sifang Squad. Although these four men were less than 10cm tall, which seemed insignificant compared to the 4-meter-tall men in the private army squad, it was easy for them to create a sense of oppression for a small potato like Xu Sansan, who was only 4cm tall.

The weak and helpless Xu Sansan looked up at the four square faces with sharp edges and the same eight-cornered beards under their nostrils. He swallowed and spoke tremblingly:

"I wonder what advice you four heroes have for me after coming all the way here?"

Hu Ba, the leader of the Quartet team, blew his beard under his nostrils, raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively:

"Have you formed a team yet?"

Xu Sansan was full of surprise. Are you trying to form a team with me?

She just understood the other information on the big screen besides the scavenging mission -

It turned out that was the ranking of the private army squads, followed by the squad name, squad members and the most recently accomplished scavenging mission.

Just as she was thinking about how to join a certain team to quickly infiltrate the enemy, her sleepiness met with a pillow.

So Xu Sansan followed suit and quickly shook his head:

"No, no! If you need anything, I can join in anytime!"

Seeing the other party's positive attitude, Hu Ba became a little doubtful.

After all, their team's strength is so poor that no one dares to rank second to last in the private army camp, so most of the private soldiers avoid them.

Now that someone suddenly came and actively wanted to join, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. Even if you are new here and a temporary worker, it is really impossible that you are a spy sent by other teams that are also struggling in the relegation pool and waiting to get rid of the hat as soon as possible to quickly disintegrate them?

Yu Ge, the only female member of the Quartet team, seemed to see Hu Ba's struggle, so she nudged him with her elbow and gently advised:

"Captain, we have reached the deadline. If you want to target us, you can just not send anyone to join us and make sure we don't have enough people. Once it's past midnight, our team will be disbanded. There's no need to do anything unnecessary..."

The young man from the Quartet Team, the Marshal, opened his shining eyes and nodded in agreement:

"Yes! Captain! Yuge is right!"

Hu Ba shook the beard under his nostrils, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Xu Sansan sometimes looked at the tall woman who was obviously wearing a fake beard but was called Brother Yu, and sometimes looked at the young handsome man with a pair of eyes. He was a little confused for a moment, and then he heard the man called the captain continue:

"Hello, my name is Hu Ba, and I'm the captain of the Sifang Squad. I now formally invite you to join our Sifang Private Squad!"

As he spoke, he solemnly extended his right hand.

Xu Sansan looked at the eight-cornered beard that kept fluttering up and down, and the four square faces that were getting closer and closer to her. She felt a little embarrassed for a moment. After all... after all, she felt that her current temperament might affect the unity of the entire four-square team, so she spoke euphemistically with some uncertainty:

"I wonder if my appearance will affect the morale of your team..."

The four members of the Quartet team all looked at the matchmaker mole on Xu Sansan's right cheek, then shook their heads at the same time:

"No!"

At this moment, the little stutterer suddenly spoke:

"Qi...temperament...extremely...extremely...suitable!"

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And just like that, Xu Sansan was pulled into the Sifang team without knowing why.

At this time, under the dark web task section, the "Team Affiliated" column of her identity information has been updated to -

Team: F Quartet

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At 5 pm, Xu Sansan returned home and told Xie Yuan everything that had happened in the private military camp that day.

Xie Yuan nodded and explained further to her:

"I also heard that in the past one or two years, the dark web mission section has introduced a competition mechanism of last-place elimination in order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the private army team. The ranking on the big screen you saw should be set up for elimination..."

Xu Sansan's eyes widened in disbelief:

Good guy!

The end of the world is so miserable, and we still want to push the workers to involute?!

This dark web is too inhumane!

So I asked:

"What do you mean by eliminating these private army teams? Will these team members no longer be able to accept missions on the dark web in the future?"

Xie Yuan nodded slightly.

Xu Sansan was a little puzzled. He tilted his head slightly, moved closer, and imitated Lao Qin's previous actions, and asked in a low voice:

"If they can't take on missions, then what are they going to do? Become scavengers like me? But they are all gene warriors! Isn't it said that gene drugs are difficult to obtain? Only the people above have the channels?"

As she spoke, she pointed her index finger toward the sky. Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex from her previous life, but she was just like Lao Qin. Whenever they discussed matters involving high-level officials, they would unconsciously lower their voices and speak furtively, fearing that someone would eavesdrop on them.

Xie Yuan's body stiffened slightly, feeling the gentle breath coming from his ear. The itching spread all over his body, and his ears suddenly turned red.

He turned his head slightly, staring at Xu Sansan's slightly furrowed brows, suppressed the heat in his heart, and replied seriously:

"So the private soldiers under Boss Sui will definitely be sent to do other tasks after being eliminated..." However, the rewards and nature of the tasks will definitely not give them the freedom that the private soldiers squad has.

However, he did not say the second half of the sentence, because at this moment he really... really... had to focus his main energy on how to prevent his predicament from being discovered by the girl in front of him.

After struggling for a while, he wanted to distance himself from her, but he hesitated to move because he was reluctant to do so. She didn't often get so close to him to talk...

Hey!

It's really killing me.

He could still feel the faint breathing beside his ears. Xie Yuan was sure that not only his ears were red, but also his neck, because his whole body was hot!

No no no!

Xie Yuan took a deep breath, and finally reason prevailed. He propped himself up on the ground with his right hand, sliding the cart, and had to take the initiative to distance himself...

He picked up the plastic water bottle in the corner and gulped down half of it. Only then did he calm down a little and continued:

"In fact, many of the eliminated genetic warriors may be noticed by the wealthy people in the inner city of the base and become their retainers. It is almost impossible for them to become ordinary scavengers."

Xu Sansan nodded, but still had some doubts:

"Logically speaking, they are all genetic warriors, so they should be very strong. For example, the man who wanted to steal my organs last time, his speed and strength were obviously several times stronger than mine. Can such a team of genetic warriors fail in their mission? How dangerous are these missions?"

As I thought about it, I began to worry about my future.

Xie Yuan obviously saw her worry, and then analyzed in a gentle voice:

"The missions that the private army team takes on are definitely more dangerous than ordinary scavenging, but this also depends on the level of the mission. The higher the level of the mission, the higher the risk factor. So, you can try to avoid missions that are too high in level... and..."

He changed the subject and explained from another perspective:

"In fact, not everyone's physique will 100% develop in the direction of being taller, stronger, stronger, and faster after being injected with genetic drugs. There is also a small chance of mutation. Mutation does not mean that the person is useless, but the physical improvement may not be that great or perfect..."

Xu Sansan involuntarily recalled the team whose height was obviously lower than the average level of private soldiers...

Hmm... OK, she seemed to understand a little, but still frowned:

"So what will Boss Sui do with these eliminated genetic warriors? Will he let them freely choose where to go?"

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes, unable to see the emotions in them, and shook his head:

"I'm not sure, but they definitely can't be free. From the moment they took the genetic medicine provided by Boss Sui, they were completely sold to him. They either died during the mission or on the way to the mission..."

Xu Sansan was clever.

Ah! Is selling oneself popular in the last days?

She doesn't want to be injected with any genetic medicine.

And you must never sell yourself into slavery!

Suddenly, he realized the depression in Xie Yuan's tone just now, and thought that he was once a genetic warrior, but he was a genetic warrior of the guard, so...did he also completely sell himself to...the guard post or the base?

Feeling that the topic suddenly became a little heavy, Xu Sansan interrupted at the right time:

"Ah! How about we have lotus root and pork ribs soup and stir-fried diced pork tonight?"

Xie Yuan looked at the energetic girl in front of him, the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he asked unconsciously in his mind:

What kind of food is lotus root and pork ribs soup?

The saliva in his mouth began to secrete uncontrollably, and he swallowed his saliva in embarrassment:

When did I become so unable to resist the urge to eat? !

Oh! No! No!

Get a handle on yourself! Get a handle on yourself!

Damn!

What is this stir-fried three-diced pork? Is there any ham sausage?

The ham sausage that was cut into cubes and stir-fried last time was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it was very delicious...!

Ah!

Stop…!

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At the same time, in the lounge of the guardhouse, a masked man was looking at the black combat uniform jacket hanging in the cabinet in the dark. In the pocket of the jacket was a cleverly designed pistol with the number 1779 on it.

His pupils suddenly contracted. This is...! Why is it here? !

At this moment, slow footsteps suddenly came from the end of the corridor. The masked man narrowed his eyes, quickly took out a small metal box from the mezzanine in the cabinet, carefully closed the cabinet door, and jumped out of the lounge window.

Soon, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and with a "click", the lights came on. Scar walked to his own closet door, looked at the hair that disappeared from the lock, and frowned slightly:

Someone has been here...

In the alley outside the guard post, in a corner that was perfectly hidden from the patrol team, the masked man opened the metal box in his hand. Inside the box was a metal-cased bullet that contained a neurotoxin that could directly target the genetic warriors...