Space-time Traveler Chapter 16: The Wasteland 6

The room is a bit dirty.

All the things here look like second-hand, and some things are more like scoured from the garbage dump and cleaned up here. Some cheap wine is placed on a table by the wall, and a card is used to mark the price. In this era, there is not a shortage of food, but the food grown in the ground still carries radiation pollution.

There is a label on the bottle, which is a handwritten ‘whiskey’, which makes people feel like laughing inexplicably.

"Man. If you want to have some fun at night, there are safety measures here." The waiter smiled wretchedly, opened the drawer to reveal a row of inferior condoms, and patted Su Ziyu on the shoulder. : "Safety first."

The sound of footsteps came from the corridor.

The waiter squeezed his eyes at Su Ziyu a bit wretchedly and turned around.

"Is it okay here?" Pasha leaned against the door, raised her hand and raised her long hair, staring at Su Ziyu.

"Not bad." Su Ziyu nodded and put the backpack on the bed.

Pasha looked away a little, and then said: "Then I will go back first. This time we have suffered a lot, and it is estimated that we will be busy for a while. I will come back to you tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Su Ziyu nodded.

Pasha turned and prepared to leave, suddenly stopped and said softly: "It's okay, don't run around. Don't pick up their cigarettes, and don't buy cigarettes in the store."

"If you want to smoke, I will bring you something clean tomorrow."

"Okay." Su Ziyu nodded with a smile.

In addition to socializing, he basically doesn’t smoke, and he doesn’t have any addiction. At most, he smokes two when he is stressed. However, people in this era are very addicted to cigarettes. At least half of the people he sees smoke, regardless of whether they are male or female. It seems to be an additive stuff. Suzi fish does not know how other places are, but Western countries are indeed more serious in this regard.

Pasha grinned and left.

And Su Ziyu stood by the bed and looked at everything that was so strange before him. Civilization has really gone away from this era. In his eyes, all the pedestrians on the street seem to be numb corpses, not far away. Two drunk men were fighting, and the man who was knocked down was dragged into the alley by several people, and then they walked out grinning with something in their hands. Although Pasha said that the free are rebels who want to rebuild a civilized society, there are not many traces of civilization here in Suziyu. The public security here is not good, except for those gates guarded by gun guards.

The inside should be the base camp of the free. These people outside are probably just scavengers who depend on their existence.

The best food provided by the hotel is beef stew with potatoes. Before Pasha left, I didn’t know why I left the mechanical watch. After eating the fish, I glanced at it, and the radiation pollution index has risen by about 0.02%. . If you usually eat relatively clean food, the demand for anti-radiation drugs will be greatly reduced. There are some commodities on the counter, mainly consumer products such as tobacco and alcohol. Among them, the most expensive is purified water. They are packed in relatively delicate bottles, and the price is 30 times that of the same volume of alcohol. There are no flowers on it. Qiao's advertisement only uses a row of large characters to print'Pure water, multiple purifications, no radiation pollution'.

This is an extremely expensive luxury item in the current era!

The clothes provided by the hotel looked a bit old, but they were very clean. Su Ziyu changed himself to a set of ordinary long clothes and trousers. The price was very cheap and only fifteen yuan. The money he got from the predator was about five or six thousand yuan. In this era, the purchasing power should be pretty good. After Su Ziyu put the gun in the bag under the bed, he was ready to go out and have a look.

The sky gradually darkened.

The number of people outside seems to have increased a bit, and I don’t know where they came from. Three or five black people stood on the street next to the hotel. When they saw Suzi fish, they looked up and down with unkind eyes. .

"Get out!" A rough voice came from behind, and the innkeeper yelled at the black people with a modified rifle: "Get out of this street! This is Lao Tzu's site! You dirty Dirty, lazy and shameless nigger!"

Hearing the innkeeper's scolding, the doors of nearby shops seemed to be opened, and some men with guns came out, basically all of them looked white.

The black people put their hands on their waists and left with a bit of hatred.

Cough! Pooh! ! !

The innkeeper coughed, and then with a loud spit, he spit out a thick sputum on the ground on the side of the street. When he turned to face Su Ziyu, he had already put on a smiling face, looking quite To be kind: "It's okay. You are here to be careful of those niggers, they are a group of lazy and shameless robbers and thieves."

"What can I do, old Bob!"

After finishing talking, he hehe smiled and said: "If you want to find a girl to have fun, I will help you contact, don't touch those niggers, they are all sick."

He patted Su Ziyu on the shoulder, and when he turned to the other people, his eyes became a little serious, and he lowered his voice and said to a white man: "Let Jack and the others come to see me at night. More and more. They all dare to enter our territory, I always feel something is going to happen."

This time.

Su Ziyu discovered that the street Pasha brought him here seems to be mostly white people. Whether it is old Bob or those black people, they are different from the scavengers that Su Ziyu meets during the day. They look like gang members.

In the end, he decided to go out and have a look.

Su Ziyu wants to see what the human world will become after experiencing the catastrophe of the end of the world.

After walking out of the old Bob’s street, everything around became a bit messy and noisy. There were some big iron buckets on the side of the street. At first he didn’t know what it was for. He thought it was a trash can, but this At that time, many large iron barrels were lit on fire, and there were several white or black figures standing beside the fire, smoking and drinking. When they noticed him, they would cast their muddy eyes over, and from time to time, people would gather together and whisper a few words.

Those Indians are still selling roasted mice there, but they have been replaced by a few adult men who look stronger, and a middle-aged Indian man who looks not small is sitting next to him. After drinking, a metal **** was exposed under the chair, as if he had noticed Su Ziyu’s sight. The middle-aged man smiled at him, pointed to the stall of roasted mice, and erected a big one. thumb.

It means it's delicious, right?

Su Ziyu quickly averted his gaze nonchalantly. The camps during the day and night seemed to have changed, and the guards returned behind the gate. Inside the outer ring of iron walls, there is a thick wall. You can't see the situation inside, but it's not as noisy as the outside. There should be a base for the free.

The guard at night was also changed.

Su Ziyu saw a man covered in metal. He stood on the tower and stared at the others with cold eyes, not allowing anyone to come near here.

This should be the exoskeleton armor that Pasha said, and the back is equipped with a micro nuclear battery.

The night here is very noisy.

The dim light can only illuminate the location on the street. The alleys are dark and dark, and occasionally people can faintly hear groans, not only from women, but also from men. .

Su Ziyu frowned suddenly as she walked.

The three black people in front came out from the alley, glared at him unkindly, and then each smoked a cigarette and went away. There was a man's painful groan in the alley, and Su Ziyu frowned and thought about it, then cautiously walked in. He saw another black man with blood on his head. He looked a bit familiar. He took a closer look at the black man who asked him if he wanted to smoke in the car during the day.

"Are you okay?" Su Ziyu walked over and helped him up.

"Thanks. Dude." The black man got up a little bit hard, and swearing in his mouth: "These **** niggas! Damn racists!..."

Talking and talking.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand and fumbled around, then tremblingly took out a **** cigarette. He lit it several times without lighting it, his expression was a little anxious and irritable, and he kept swearing at the black people. After finally igniting, he took a deep breath, and then a little slurred expression relaxed and said: "It's you?..."

He looked like the addicts Su Ziyu had ever met. Su Ziyu's expression was a bit disgusting, and he took a step back quietly.

"Why did they beat you?" Su Ziyu asked.

The black man shook his smoking hand, then gave a bitter smile, shook his head and said: "They think I am a traitor!..."

"Fuck it!"

"It's the end of the world!"

"Follow them, I don’t know when a black gun was behind me and broke me!... At least I don’t have to worry about someone stabbing me in the back with Old Bill!..."

Old Bill should be a German man in the daytime. He seems to be very prestigious among the scavengers.

After the black man smoked a few cigarettes, the pain on his face disappeared a lot. He wiped the blood from his face, patted Su Ziyu on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, buddy."

"Fuck here, be careful of those niggers."

"They even start with their own people!"

Su Ziyu looked at the blood stains on his shoulders with a bit of disgust. The other party smoked mouthfuls and didn't pay attention to it. He supported the wall and walked all the way out, seemingly planning to go to the bar not far in front.

"Would you like to have some wine? I do! Old Bill is there too!" The black man seemed to be in a trance. He turned his head to reveal a **** tooth. He put his hand into the pocket behind his **** and suddenly became irritable. Rulei cursed: "Damn! fuck! These shameless robbers and thieves!..."

At this time, his expression was even more angry than he was hit at the beginning.

"Let me please. I happen to have some problems." Su Ziyu frowned and looked at the blood on his shoulder.

Two people walked out along the side of the street.

At this moment, they heard a little voice, like a whisper, very low, it sounds a bit creepy, but you can hear it clearly if you listen carefully. There seemed to be a dark shadow in the depths of the alley, looking like a person, crawling on the cold ground, motionless, but the voice came from a distance.

He kept talking repeated words, his voice was low and hoarse, those words were:

"hungry!......meat!......"

"hungry!......meat!......"

"hungry!......meat!......"

Hungry...

Meat...

The black man beside Su Ziyu couldn't help but tremble. He dragged him away without saying anything, not even knowing that the smoke from his mouth was gone.

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