Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"The price of chewing sticks has gone up again," Huo Buyang said. "Obviously I heard that there is still a good harvest of cactus this season."

"Several old faces among the scavengers are also missing."

Most likely dead.

Lu Meng listened silently to Huo Buyang's introduction.

As discussed before, Huo Buyang went to Fangshi to hand over some insignificant waste products, and came back with a few kilograms of cactus chewing sticks as a token.

If you eat too much meat, it’s also good to eat some vegetables to supplement vitamins and relieve fatigue.

The more important thing is to understand the current situation of the market.

"Brother Lu is right. Their actions are very secretive, but it can indeed be seen that they are asking for information about you."

"Well, what's the result?"

"They were looking for white-haired scavengers, but they took away several old men." Huo Buyang was filled with indignation and at the same time couldn't help laughing.

The Hub Station is inherently indifferent to people, and the scavengers are competitors in every sense of the word.

The relics of civilization are all non-renewable resources. If you are full, I will be hungry.

After Li Liu was injured, these people bullied his family openly and covertly. Now that their lives are getting more and more difficult, it is even less likely for the young man to feel sympathy.

The reason why I haven't gloated about others' misfortune is just that things harm their own kind.

Now he only cares about whether Lu Meng will be okay.

Lu Meng nodded, this was good news.

It seems that except for his "white hair", his other physical characteristics have not been revealed.

Although there are still cameras in this era, they are only the playthings of the rich and powerful. Not to mention the overwhelming number of cameras.

Even if you are a wanted criminal, having an exclusive portrait is considered to be highly valued.

The loss of civilization is not only reflected in the regression of technology and the collapse of order. It should be said that the various knowledge systems in the wasteland are broken and deformed.

Painting techniques such as perspective and sketching have also been lost long ago.

Those simulation portraitists in the previous life who could draw portraits of suspects by listening to oral descriptions do not mean that they no longer exist, but that the systematic training methods have been lost long ago, and the remaining ones are a few odd people with extraordinary talents and self-awareness.

In the kind of apocalypse where modern civilization has just collapsed, there may still be people who retain the memories and knowledge of the old era and try to maintain the past way of life.

Now, even the civilization that was revived in the middle has collapsed again and died.

As far as Lu Meng knows, the last unified civilization that still relied on science and technology was called the "Second Empire." Even for ordinary wastelanders, this period of history has long become a dusty secret.

The world he lives in now is a newborn that grew up in the wasteland after thousands of years of struggle.

"Reinventing the wheel" kind of thing abounds here.

Since the people searching for him would not be able to find traces of him for a while, Lu Meng was not worried and just needed to quietly improve his strength.

Compared with when he was still a scavenger, Lu Meng's basic attribute points representing physical fitness on the panel have made great progress, basically meeting the prerequisites for his actual combat level to break through to 20 points.

At that time, all pursuits will be easily solved, unless He Falcon is willing to let his bodyguards join the action.

The more you have, the more worries you have.

And these supervisors cherish their lives very much.

…

Late at night, the sleeping Lu Meng's arm was suddenly touched.

He also woke up and looked at the trembling thin thread wrapped around his arm, understanding that this was Huo Buyang's warning.

Someone came to their camp.

Lu Meng and Huo Buyang have been taking turns to keep vigil. It seems that their sleep time has been reduced by half, but because they don't have to be vigilant all the time, the quality of their sleep has improved a lot.

If it was Lu Meng who was keeping vigil, he would handle any emergencies by himself.

If Huo Buyang was keeping watch at night, he would tell the young man to wake him up in this way.

He held the handle of the knife at his waist, secretly opened the shack, and looked through the gap.

Sure enough, there was a dark shadow approaching here furtively.

Lu Meng even took the time to look for Huo Buyang's sentry position.

Although he could deduce where the boy was hiding based on the factors of concealment and vision, it was difficult to find it with a cursory glance at the appearance.

Xiao Huo's stealth ability is also pretty good.

The black shadow has arrived at the camp, as if searching for something.

Lu Meng did not jump out immediately.

He saw that the visitor had been staying for a while beside the drying rack where they processed food, with several strips of dried meat hanging on it.

If you are a refugee who is really hungry and stumbles upon their camp, you can be polite and show some restraint.

When Lu Meng was in a good mood, it would be okay to give him a few pieces of dried meat, as a gift for entertaining guests.

His life has been good recently and his training has been successful, so he is in a good mood.

It's just that the dark shadow lingered in front of the drying rack for a while, seemingly reluctant to leave.

Then he seemed to have made up his mind and went to Li Liu's shack.

well.

Lu Meng sighed in his heart.

The shadow tiptoed, and his hands reached to his waist...

Almost at the same moment, Lu Meng rushed out of the shack and hit the black shadow from the side and rear.

"What!"

The black shadow turned his head in astonishment. Before he could react, it was as if he had bumped into a wild bull. He took a few steps back and staggered.

The thing in his hand also fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

It's a steel dagger.

The black shadow panicked and quickly touched the dagger.

Lu Meng didn't waste any time. He kicked the dagger away and reached out to hold down his shoulders. The black shadow was unable to get up immediately.

Uniforming visitors was much easier than Lu Meng expected.

[Basic attributes: Strength 11, Speed ​​6, Toughness 7, Constitution 9, Perception 13]

Lu Meng's strength and physique have reached twice that of ordinary people.

This is naturally based on his hard training and adequate diet.

But to be able to improve so quickly is thanks to the 3x experience bonus mod.

In previous lives, there was no shortage of methods and drugs to improve training effects, which is why athletes have endless drug testing items.

Used in the breeding industry, there is also the more notorious "clenbuterol", which can change the metabolic pathways of nutrients and promote animal muscle growth after entering the body of livestock.

And if they had known, Lu Meng could have tripled the training effect without any side effects.

Any sports industry, even the military, would be crazy about it.

And not only at the level of physical fitness, Lu Meng can enjoy an acceleration effect on any skill he learns and trains, which is reflected in his own cognitive ability and adaptability...

Of course, he won't sit back and watch the sky.

This is a scientific and "magical" world.

These advantages of his are nothing compared to true geniuses and genetically mutated geniuses.

Even in previous lives, the differences between humans may have been greater than the differences between humans and orangutans.

Fortunately, there are subsequent upgraded versions of the "Experience Bonus" series of modules.

More powerful yet simple and crude.

At this time, Li Liu had also been awakened by the movement outside. She walked out of the shack carrying an oil lamp. She saw Lu Meng stepping on a figure, and she was half relieved at the moment. Lu Meng didn't speak. Although the mother didn't see Huo Buyang, she probably knew that her child was hiding in the dark, so she didn't ask any questions.

When the shadow noticed the light, it stopped struggling in vain and buried its face in the sand.

As if he didn't want to see anyone.

This made Lu Meng a little curious, so he directly picked up the man's neck forcefully and let the light illuminate his face clearly.

He had a stubble, looked about thirty or forty years old, and looked like a scavenger, ordinary.

But Li Liu spoke up: "Isn't this Zou Huang?"

The tone was surprised.

Seeing that he was recognized by Li Liu, "Zou Huang" trembled all over and said: "Sister Li, you have recovered. I, I remembered your injury, so I stopped by to take a look.

"It's all a misunderstanding. Please say a few nice words for me and make this big brother let go..."

Lu Meng thrust the knife into the ground.

The man's voice suddenly became softer.

Li Liu was obviously not stupid either. He frowned and said bitterly: "You old bastard, when you came to ask for your daughter, I helped you. I didn't expect you to do this now." thing!"

Zou Huang didn't know that her injury had been healed by Lu Meng, and that he was still holding a knife in his hand at night.

He obviously wanted to do more than steal.

If there is no Lu Meng...

A chill hit his heart, and Li Liu was angry but also felt lucky and grateful.

She looked at Lu Meng's figure under the dim light.

"It was indeed a correct decision to let Xiaoyang follow him."

Seeing that things were not improving, Zou Huang kept kowtowing to Li Liu and begging for mercy, regardless of being restrained by Lu Meng.

Lu Meng was thinking.

The man visibly trembled when he saw the knife in his hand.

If you are afraid of losing your life, it is reasonable to be frightened by the murderous intent of holding a knife.

But he had been silently observing the exchange between Zou Huang and Li Liu.

Zou Huang's gaze and speech always avoided him in a subtle way.

This made Lu Meng seem to have no sense of existence. He was clearly the one in control of the entire situation now.

Somewhat deliberate.

I'm afraid things are not that simple.