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Gently touching the body of the motorcycle in front of him, Ye Lan seemed to have returned to the rainy night in his dream.

The cheerful mayor rode a motorcycle to take him to the front line on that rainy night.

Although he didn't pay much attention, Ye Lan knew very well that the other party was riding this motorcycle at that time!

Is this... destined?

Seeing Ye Lan stroking the motorcycle in front of him, Arthur also showed a satisfied smile.

The history of this motorcycle... has an unusual meaning for Sewage Town...

If other vehicles were not requisitioned by the town defense team, and the fuel consumption of cars was too high, this was the only one that could be used immediately. He was actually reluctant to give it to the other party.

"This car... for me?"

Hearing Ye Lan's complicated voice, Arthur shook his head.

"Not for you, this is public property, just give you the right to use it..." As if worried about reducing the weight of the gift, he added another sentence.

"Of course, if you really made an indelible contribution to Sewage Town, all this is easy to say."

Ye Lan didn't speak, and the scene fell silent again.

Behind Ye Lan, Arthur looked at Ye Lan's back, his expression was not really as indifferent as before, but infinite melancholy.

Facing this mysterious and strange visitor, goodwill has been conveyed.

Whether this seed of goodwill can eventually take root and sprout into a big tree of goodwill for the whole town, only the future can tell...

Boom!

Ye Lan twisted the car key that Arthur had given him before, and the engine roared, as if cheering for its new owner.

"I'll take it." Ye Lan said softly, put the key in his pocket, turned his head and looked at Arthur.

"Then, bullets..."

Arthur nodded, led the way out of the garage on the first floor, pushed open the door of the nearest room, sat on the stool, and motioned Ye Lan to sit on the other side.

"It seems that you don't need the town to give you a separate gun. Show me what weapon you are using, and I need to see if there are any bullets of the same type in the town."

Hmm... Really efficient, not playing the trick of drawing cakes at all...

Ye Lan had nothing to hide about this matter, just like wanting to pawn it in a restaurant, frankly and dignifiedly slapped his revolver on the table.

"This is it, do you have matching bullets here?"

When the revolver was placed on the table, Arthur's pupils shrank, and his arms tightened uncontrollably, as if he was in a warning on the eve of a crisis.

This action lasted for several seconds, and Arthur's limbs slowly relaxed. He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but the action just now had left him no chance to disguise.

It explained everything.

Ye Lan smiled, but his lower limbs were also tense, ready for the other party to turn against him.

It's fine to fool laymen and ordinary people... The other person is a guy who controls a town in the end of the world. If he doesn't have this kind of eyesight, then he is just performing.

Is there a problem with this pistol?

Is it possible that the pistol that I have applied "activation" to is fine?

But for his other secrets, this is already the smallest and most "exposure" problem.

"Superpower."

Arthur said with a burning gaze.

Superpower, that is, through some special opportunities, it is contaminated with abnormal abilities and produces strange abilities.

Such items are weaker than abnormalities, and are different from abnormalities, but they can be held and controlled by humans.

It is almost a representative of strength and wealth in the wasteland. No one is willing to provoke a guy with superpowers. For the ordinary world, it is almost the qualification to master "superpowers".

Each one is worth a fortune.

"Isn't it because of this that you want to win me over?"

There is a natural smile in Ye Lan's warm smile.

Ye Lan's calmness was beyond Arthur's expectation. He took a deep breath and stared at Ye Lan with burning eyes.

"Aren't you worried that I will attack you because of it?"

Not really...

Ye Lan didn't feel anything at first. This thing was ordinary to him and he could even pawn it, but at this moment he suddenly realized...

The value of this thing seemed to be higher than he thought...

This is the difference in the difficulty of obtaining it. Ye Lan can easily "activate" the item, but for others, this is almost an opportunity that is difficult to obtain.

"I can hold it, so I naturally have the confidence to hold it."

This is almost nonsense, but it is indeed a deterrent more effective than thousands of words.

I can hold it and it is still in front of you. It can't be because no one wants to take it away, but because no one can take it away.

Arthur stared at Ye Lan for a long time, and finally leaned back in the chair as if relieved.

Yes... he is a powerful person.

"It seems that I still underestimated your strength." Arthur smiled bitterly and then spoke. "I hope you don't mind that the salary I give you is too meager."

In Arthur's original conception, Ye Lan was a genetic enhancer with similar strength to him. But at this moment, the person in front of him is a person with superpowers.

A genetic enhancer with superpowers!

"That's enough."

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Ye Lan silently expressed that he didn't care and didn't lack money. He just didn't bring enough money to make ends meet, and these were just enough for him.

Arthur obviously believed it and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then we'll settle it. More money will be presented in the form of bonuses." He stood up and stretched out his hand. "On behalf of Sewage Town, I welcome you."

This was the first time Ye Lan used the word "welcome" since he entered Sewage Town.

Regardless of the actual situation, Ye Lan responded to his invitation, which was already a preliminary gesture of goodwill. This was a two-way statement.

"Bullets." Ye Lan simply shook his hand and emphasized.

"Oh..." Arthur was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the fundamental reason why the other party took out this pistol.

But then, his face became a little bitter.

"There are no bullets in the town that can be adapted to things like superpowers... We only have ordinary bullets for this pistol..."

"Ordinary ones will do." Ye Lan said immediately.

Why does this broken thing have such high-end goods? Let's talk about it after I get the Chaos Bell.

"Ah?"

This time, Arthur was at a loss, and his face was... dumbfounded.

"Are you sure? Load this thing with ordinary bullets?"

What the hell is this game?

I'm sure... Ye Lan felt that the other party couldn't do it for him. If this gun can't be loaded with bullets, what else can be loaded?

After confirming again and again that Ye Lan was not joking, Arthur opened his mouth and said no more.

Okay... It's your stuff, just be happy.

"I'll pick it up for you later, do you have any questions?"

Ye Lan was silent for a while, and made a bold decision based on the situation.

"Yes. I don't know if I can tell me my previous questions now." Ye Lan stared into Arthur's eyes without blinking.

"What is the Chaos Turntable?"