Wasteland Echoer

April 19th, 527th year of the New Lunar Calendar.

Zine Empire, Silent Highlands, "Silent City" ancient city ruins, in the underground guest room of "Silent 3 Hotel" at No. Z-233, Temporary Commercial Zone.

Putting a large bag full of food, weapons, marching supplies, and salutes on the ground paved with bricks and carefully washed with water, Oliver gasped, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the people behind him. The [thief] Lost Miyu is pale and still very weak.

After placing the daily necessities in the luggage, some not-so-clean food, and a few "dark red" "blood sticks" that were an important source of energy for Miyou on the old wooden table, Oliver put Other luggage was simply stacked aside, near the khaki, dusty wall.

"Huh, I'm really tired. The road in the outer ring of Silent Highlands is really hard to walk. We must have driven for at least more than a day. Fortunately, those legionnaires didn't make things difficult for us. As long as we claimed to be superpowers, they would always use We were greeted with expectant and welcoming eyes," Oliver said with a hint of pride.

"Yes...yes, Oliver." Miyou said weakly. After a second or two, it seemed that his legs could no longer support his shaky body. He gasped twice and held on to the broken wooden table with one hand. On the other side, he sat directly on a chair painted with dark red paint that also looked dilapidated.

"The damage done to you by the previous 'Vampire Nightmare' cross seems to be very serious, and the current war situation makes it difficult for me to find a military doctor for you. So... let's do this." Oliver said, taking off his green uniform jacket. Next, he pulled the collar of his inner shirt to his shoulders, revealing his slightly brown, slightly strong, angular neck skin with spots on it, and looked at Miyou.

He pointed to a slightly exposed blue blood vessel on his neck and said:

"Why don't you suck my blood to replenish it? The bodies of the lost ones have been transformed by 'mysterious extraordinary power' and 'burning fluid'. Some people, such as mine, have more obvious and stronger blood vessels. And you are a vampire, It will circumvent the taboo of 'cannibalism' to a certain extent."

"No... I don't want to hurt you. And... blood is not delicious, but poison. If I drink a lot of it in an instant, it will overwhelm my spirit, make me collapse, and fall into a madness longing for more blood. I will Crazy, I might turn into a monster. I don’t want to... I don’t want to give up my human body, and I don’t want to become a bloody monster. Even if I face death, it is better than becoming an unconscious and twisted existence." Miyou said. He waved his hands and tilted his head to the side.

"Well, then I have to visit the underground market here. Don't worry, I took away a lot of money when I came out of Atwood's place, and Brett also left 1,000 new dollars, which is enough for us to replenish a lot of supplies. , you can even buy magic source potion. Although... this money is for Wright, but if the situation is urgent, we spend it as an 'emergency evacuation', and besides, he said that Wright's probability of death is greater than survival. We made sporadic inquiries along the way, but no one has seen Wright, and naturally no one knows whether he is dead or not."

As he spoke, he took out the backpack that had been cleaned so much that the original color could hardly be seen clearly from the pile of luggage. He held the bag strap with one hand and placed it on the barely tidy bed. He opened the zipper with a slight metallic color and put his hand on it. He rummaged deep into the inside of his backpack, where no light penetrated, like the mouth of an abyss that opened wantonly, and searched for something.

After a while, he took out a rectangular metal box.

"Fortunately, the money in the inconspicuous box was not lost. Let me calculate how much there is left, plus Brett's thousand." Oliver said with a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the box that was worn out and glowed silvery white. It was probably used to store precious tobacco, and the letters of "Western Continent Common Language" were engraved on it, and he took out a pile of different styles. 1. New coins of different colors, old and new.

These coins are a hot commodity for people in the Zine Empire who are trying to restructure order. After all, the empire has restored a certain degree of commerce, whether it is Zhenetsk in the north, Sokra in the south, or Chekav in the center. Sk, or the cities of Kusha, Boputburg, Shanlin, etc. in the east and west, large or small, more or less, as long as the railway and highway lines are not completely blocked by "unintentional people" and the lost, There are all exchanges of goods.

Even though, for the empire, there is still an overall shortage of materials.

After sorting the silver and brass coins into a pile and the banknotes into buckets, Oliver thought for a few seconds before wrapping the new currency that Brett left behind with sufficient purchasing power in yellowed paper and stuffing it back. At the bottom of the backpack.

After some operations, he concluded that the coins totaled 305 yuan and 55 cents.

"I think these coins are enough. If you can return to your Chekavsk team, I'm afraid we can get more new coins. Miyu, I don't want to return to the Church of the Lost for the time being. I feel They are getting more and more crazy. Judging from the bombings in the past few days, the battle in Silent Highlands and 'The Coming of Silence' are completely an unequal game. But I can't escape from here, at least not now. Otherwise, I also want to go In the north, go to Zhnetsk, a big city without domes and industrial pollution, and to Krusted in the north, which is full of holy snow. In short, this world is very big, even if it is very dilapidated and full of wasteland, but I also want to Go and have a look." Oliver said with a melancholy look on his face.

"The... characteristics of [Twins]?" Miyou asked with a sense of weakness, but his tone could not conceal the curiosity from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah, that's right, [Twins]..." Oliver murmured:

"Yes, [twins], we need to experience different lives one after another. We need to travel to countries and areas with different landforms, different scenery, different cultures, and different customs to explore the customs and customs, so as to evolve another body."

"And my upper-level profession [Watcher] is more like [Twins], who are always regarded as foreigners and are nostalgic for the scenery of a certain place. They choose to take root here and then look into the distance, their distant hometown."

"The man in the prologue card 'Persistence', I think he is not just a man who was unfairly punished. On the contrary, I speculate that he voluntarily pushed the stone that could not reach the top. His seemingly fearless The meaningless efforts just want to prove that he likes this place, just like a dandelion floating in the wind, finally landing on the moist, fertile soil it loves."

"And I am just a [twin] now. Maybe when I understand the so-called 'persistence' and 'love', I will be qualified enough to listen to the oracle."

"From your description... I read the characteristics of [Twins]." Miyou held his heavy head with his hand and said with a smile:

"Wandering, wandering, but pursuing the truth. Just like...just like what is described in "The Glory of Nabsk": No matter how strong the light is, no matter how fast the flame is, no matter how long the night after blooming is, pursuing the truth The pace of adventure cannot stop. After a long night comes dawn, and after dawn comes another long night. Only those who pursue the light can break through the shackles of loneliness, loneliness and darkness."

"Speaking of Oliver," Miyou finished reciting the poem, and a thought flashed through his mind. Immediately, he caught the flash of existence and said:

"Have you ever heard of the 'Language of Darkness'?"

"Of course." Oliver nodded, and took off his uniform shirt that was covered with dried and mottled patches of old blood, cautery liquid, and mud that seemed to have been splashed wantonly, and put the new coins into it. In the inner pocket, which is quite clean and very different from the outside.

Taking off his boots that smelled strongly of dead things, he sat cross-legged on the bed embroidered with hand-sized "edelweiss" pattern sheets at fixed intervals, and he continued:

"It's a magic similar to the 'walkie-talkie' newly developed by the empire. It requires dark magic power to activate. It will summon two spherical 'earphones'. The person carrying them can communicate through thoughts within a distance of 500 meters. If you are one kilometer away, you must make a sound to let the other party receive the message."

"But in fact, this is a forbidden magic. Unskilled 'initiators' will be immediately cursed and die quickly under the arrangement of the goddess of fate. Moreover, users who are not 'initiators' will be cursed within a month. Facing the most difficult test, in most cases, he will not survive unless he possesses 'divine nature'. Why, you suddenly ask this question? Have you ever used it, 'Language of Darkness'?"

"No, I heard that Mr. Aaron was studying it before, and I was a little worried." Miyou waved his hand and said:

"By the way, if I want to truly return to the army and join the legion, I have to seek the help of my old leader Aaron. I have experienced too much on the way to Silent Highlands, and I have not been in contact with him for a long time. This paragraph I have been feeling tortured for a long time, as if I was in a terrible lava. The irritability, chaos and panic are eroding my sanity little by little. If I can't see Aaron again and get real repair, I will be so weak. The body would lead me towards madness, like reaching the nameless old monsters that dwell in the deep sea.”

"I think we can temporarily forget these things that trouble us, have something to eat, and then rest for a night. The day after tomorrow we will go to the 'Silent Heart of Steel', find your old leader Aaron, and follow his arrangements. Of course, in the end I would like to suggest that he lead an army to attack the underground fortress of the Church of the Dark Night. In this case, Brett can be rescued, and maybe the whereabouts of Wright can be discovered."

"By the way, Miyu. I also want to make an important coat of arms. I have to buy some materials tomorrow. Of course, now we have to eat something."

Oliver said as he took out four metal-sealed cans from the package in the corner.

Holding the tab with your fingers, you struggled to pull one of the cans open. An elusive and strange aroma belonging to meat quickly filled the small space.

Following the scent, Miyou stood up with difficulty and looked around. Inside the can was a piece of yellowish white maggots, soaked in a pool of viscous transparent liquid.

It seems that the process of processing this protein-rich food is not complicated. It just uses high-temperature steaming and sterilization to retain the most original characteristics.

But the strange thing is that the meaty aroma of that kind of food is much stronger than that of "cultured meat". In Miyou's opinion, pure protein will definitely taste crispy and delicious. If crude chlorinated meat is added, As for sodium, the satisfaction it brings him will definitely be no less than any "sweet" "energy".

Thinking of this, "tears" of dissatisfaction actually flowed from the corner of his mouth.