Space-time Traveler Chapter 15: Wasteland 5

Among the scavengers, the oldest is in the forties, and the youngest is only seventeen or eighteen. This is not due to the relatively early development of the Western race.

Su Ziyu did not see anyone over fifty years old.

Almost half of these people’s bodies showed some strange wounds, some like burn scars, some like hyperplastic cuticles. Generally, the older the older people, the more obvious this situation, those younger ones Looks a bit normal. Just as Su Ziyu's gaze fell on a woman with long maroon hair in her twenties, the other party was also looking at him with interest, and then suddenly smiled and blew a kiss at him.

Su Ziyu couldn't help but look away.

At this moment, Pasha walked up to him, glanced at the laughing woman over there, and reached out and took him directly into a big truck.

There are many mechanical parts stacked on the truck, where should they be removed.

These scavengers also have guns in their hands, but they seem to be more peaceful, and don't feel like a lunatic like looters. On the other side of the truck sat two men, one black and the other white. They looked like mixed blood. The black man’s lips were a bit chapped, and there was a drainage bubble at the corner of his mouth. At the moment, he was rolling something with paper and pumping it to his mouth. He noticed Su Zi Behind the eyes of Yu and Pasha, they grinned and said: "Would you like to have one? This is a good thing!"

Both of them shook their heads and looked away.

The black man didn't care, he took a sip after he ignited it, and then handed it to the mixed white white man next to him. They were holding guns in their hands and looked tired. After a few sips, they felt a little trance. NS.

Decadence, depression, passing away, lifeless.

Su Ziyu could not see any hope in their eyes. These scavengers were sitting in the car and resting, looking at them as if they were numb corpses.

Soon.

They arrived near the camp.

Looking from a distance, Su Ziyu’s expression was a little disappointed, because he thought it would be a city, at least a decent town, but unfortunately it looked like a huge garbage dump. A large amount of plastic was piled outside, rusty steel was littered randomly, a lot of blow flies hovered on the trash pile, a large circle of rusty iron plates was built into a fence, and someone stood guard with a gun at the gate.

"Let me see you smoking these things again, and I will break your legs!" An angry voice came from the German man.

Su Ziyu looked into it and saw that he tore what was suspected of being a cigarette from the mouth of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, then threw it directly on the ground and stepped on his foot.

"Who is giving him this stuff! Don't blame me for being unsympathetic!" The German man looked serious and glanced coldly at the other human beings.

At this moment a slightly fat middle-aged white man walked over.

The German man put on a smiling face in the next second, greeted him and said: "Hi! Bob! Old man! How are you doing?"

"It's okay." The slightly fat middle-aged white man gave him a hug, glanced at the contents of the car, and asked: "How is the harvest? Are there German and Chinese products?"

The German man smiled awkwardly and said: "Most of the items I found this time are Japanese products. However, the quality of Japanese products is also good, and it can barely be used, right?"

"Japanese goods." The man named Bob smiled a little falsely when he heard the words, and said: "It's all Japanese goods!..."

"You know."

"The quality of Japanese goods is not very good. The ones I found now are scrapped after a few seconds."

"I can only give you this number for the price..."

Bob stretched out three fingers and saw the German man frown. He then smiled, patted the German man’s shoulder and said: "Old man. Next time I find a Chinese product, I will give Your original price. I know there is a place where there are a lot of Chinese goods."

"Only you can find alloy steel that can make exoskeleton armor, I will give you this number!..."

The two people walked far away with their shoulders on their backs.

The boy who was scolded by the German man at the beginning bent down and picked up the cigarette that had been stamped on the ground. He patted the dust on it, noticed Suzi fish’s sight, and licked it. He curled his lips, gave a warning look, turned around and hid behind the car and took a sniff with the fire. The other scavengers also lazily got off the car and walked into the camp. At first, the maroon-haired woman who gave Su Ziyu a kiss blinked at him, stretched out her tongue inlaid with small metal nails and licked her lips. It meant that he smiled inexplicably.

"Stay away from her." Pasha's cold voice suddenly sounded: "If you don't want to get STDs."

Two people walked towards the gate.

"Pasha!" A sturdy black woman ran over and gave Pasha a hug: "Thank God! You are fine! Great!..."

"I almost thought you..."

Pasha broke away from the other's arms in a bit of embarrassment, pointed to Su Ziyu next to him and said: "He saved me."

"Thank you! Man!" The black woman rushed over and gave another hug. Su Ziyu didn't escape, feeling as if she had been hit by a black bear.

"Marcella. We went in first." Pasha ran away quickly with Suzi.

There are a lot of people in the camp.

Pasha should have some status here. Many guards are greeting her, and some scrutinizing eyes fall on Su Ziyu next to her. The street here is a bit dirty. There are a lot of plastic garbage piled on both sides of the road. There are also some discarded parts that were thrown aside after being dismantled. On the opposite street, two young men who looked like Indians were selling. Roasted rat meat with the words "Three for ten yuan."

Currency is issued by chaebols.

However, it is not very convenient to circulate. Other currencies include precious metals such as gold and silver, but the hardest currency is medicines, especially anti-radiation medicines. There were quite a few people at the grilled mouse stall. It seemed that most of them were scavengers. Not everyone would buy with money. Su Ziyu saw a lame man traded a mechanical watch for six grilled large ones. mouse. These big mice were bigger than the rabbits in memory, and they were roasted squeaky and greasy. Some people were sitting on the side of the street and nibbling. The drink provided was a yellow, soda-like thing.

"Would you like to try it?" Pasha quipped.

Su Ziyu quickly shook his head when he heard this.

Many people here have mechanical prostheses, but some people don’t have mechanical prostheses. Su Ziyu saw a young man who was cleaning the street. He was very thin and had a dark complexion. He had one arm. It was normal, but the other arm looked like an eight or nine-year-old child. After noticing Su Ziyu's line of sight, he lowered his head and left quickly.

Pasha sighed without speaking, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Go. I will take you to the hotel first."

There is a scrapped car at the entrance of the hotel.

The logo above is Maserati, which looks tattered and gray, not rubbish, and there is a row of bullet marks on the surface. The decoration of the hotel looks like a mechanical punk, with a dark and decadent feeling. There are many weird-shaped metal parts on the walls. There is also an old record player on the counter, which looks like an unusable decoration.

The boss is a man in his fifties. This is the first person Su Ziyu has seen who looks younger than fifty years old.

"Open a room for him." Pasha said.

They got a lot of spoils from the predators, but the most valuable box was thrown into the stinking ditch by the sesame fish, and what remained to be carried was some currency medicines.

A young man took Su Ziyu to the room upstairs.

Pasha met the old man's ridiculous eyes, pulled him over, and said in a low voice: "You are not allowed to let those **** go over to disturb him at night! Have you heard?"

The old man smiled, tidyed up his clothes and said: "Understood."

Pasha glanced at the top of the stairs slightly, and then went upstairs casually.

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