The prisoner and the sea

The warm water, the steaming vegetable garden, and the security guards with live ammunition.

This looks slightly out of the ordinary.

But such is the daily life of Utopia.

"Every vegetable needs to be picked by us; I have heard of automatic harvesters, but they are a bit expensive and require a few engineer boys to serve them. Not good, not good at all!"

Gwen was talking to a fat woman in her fifties, a heavy Ron, with brown hair showing faint signs of hair loss, and a pair of short dog ears with scars.She was nagging, looking at Gwen's hair with undisguised envy, and staring at the coral at the front desk of the vegetable garden train with undisguised jealousy.

Notice her expression.

Coral smiled coquettishly at her, holding her slender fingers wrapped in translucent blue cutely on her face, her fingertips vaguely covering her lower lip.

The overly cute action sinks the heavy Ron woman.

She looked at Gwen quickly, unwilling to be seduced again.

But peek at the coral every now and then.

"Miss Boss, you can hire a temporary engineer. And the automatic harvester is a very safe thing. You don't need to go down to harvest, and you don't have to rush there." Gwen said.

The middle-aged fat woman touched her third chin, quite moved: "Is there such a service?"

"Of course, in this world, there are many convenient services. These are business opportunities, you understand?" Gwen changed the language, "Business opportunities mean that this thing has a surplus, something that is profitable, and someone does it Of course?"

"That's true." The fat woman admitted this, "What else do you want?"

If you want to persuade such vulgar people, you must speak from a vulgar point of view.Gwen would not say that this was a proposal made by Long Yan at the Great Train Chiefs Council a year ago to suggest that the regional engineers of the equipment should maintain the train at a fixed point, but would instead say it from the perspective of profitability, which would make this kind of person approve instead.

I have to admit that the spell practice of the curse blade is very useful.Gwen admired the dog and donkey a little bit in her heart.

"Let's have some Poller, pickled radish, and some bean sprouts. Well, some mixed fruit."

Pole is the favorite food of Utopian people. Grass? It is close to the seaweed salad in the previous life, and the recipe is exactly the same. It is a sour appetizer.A small plate of polenta, topped with bacon, is a utopian favorite, as are pickled radishes.Bean sprouts are rare in Utopia, and this vegetable garden train is a rare train that cultivates saplings.

As for mixed fruit, it means that a large number of collected fruits are packed in blind boxes and shipped over. Since they have been polluted, they are cheaper.

Cat lights have a unique approach.

"Okay, I'll pick some big plump ones for you, Lan's ones!" said the fat Rongen woman.

With a weird smile on her face, she rushed into the rear container car in a penguin-like walking posture. After a while, loud scolding and yelling came from it, as well as the sound of cardboard boxes and crackling and tearing of paper.The fruits and vegetables in the wilderness of Utopia, even if they are from this kind of vegetable garden, will produce a lot of radiation.Although it is said that the Utopians have evolved radiation resistance, the necessary protection is still needed, and accidents will happen if they eat it in their stomachs, so they have to find ways and means of purification.

Gwen was helpless, and turned her head to hear the sound of coral covering her mouth and laughing.

It was being teased.

No way, no one told him that he looks juicy enough. In Utopia, this kind of boy is the most dangerous, not only bad women but also bad men love it.On the contrary, the appearance of coral, which has completely become a female competitor, is safer.

Gwen took out the ticket bag and looked at the price tag that said 'Pole. Military use, two hundred pounds; Bean sprouts. Military use, one hundred pounds.' This is another evidence of being influenced by the witch.The witch's unified measurement is calculated in witch pounds, but the witch's pounds are not imperial pounds. It is a simpler and more crude way of weighing a pound is a catty.He counted the money and counted the ticket rolls clearly.

"You gave ten extra coins," Coral said.

"See?" Gwen asked.

Coral puffed out her chest, twisting her waist like a proud puppy: "I used to be a Utopian!"

"real?"

"Don't you think that I am the original eternal life

minion huh?
Gwen said: "Here's the tip. It's hard to believe that Utopia could have produced someone as good-looking as you."

"Thank you~" Coral's ending was drawn out until he stopped with a gasp.

What did this man do? Gwen was silent.

The selected vegetables and fruits are packed in crates covered with radiation-proof paper. As the proprietress said, the melons and fruits she personally selected are indeed as plump as the person herself (commendation), and the appearance is quite good. If Not worried about radiation, Gwen wanted to eat something on the spot.

After paying, Gwen and Coral returned to the car with the crate in their hands, amidst the joyful and friendly "Come again!"

Come again next time? The Hometown Man will pass here only three times this year, and it will be at least four months before coming again.And at that time, maybe this place will also be destroyed by accident, but it is unlikely. After all, this place has been in business for a long time. If it is equipped with a brand-new automatic harvester, there will be absolutely no problems.

"Have you bought the food?" Artyom dropped the cigarette and stomped it twice with his heavy military boots.

"They are all dishes for dinner, Aqiao, we have imported a lot of rice through the cat lamp, and this time we can eat happily."

White Bear Shad's bear ears kept shaking, showing enough excitement.

Artyom exhaled: "Will there be risotto?"

"Yes. I taught the chef how to do it." Gwen replied deadpan, because he knew someone would say weird things.

Unexpectedly, Coral laughed beside her, "Is Zoe really a good wife and mother?"

Gwen looked at the snickering Annalie, and immediately rushed up with a combo of "you can only trust me," we are brothers, sisters, and tired of logging, and transformed Annalie, who was smiling happily, back to It hurt Sima's face, and finally made up for it oppressively by making delicious risotto for Anna Li.

After watching Gwen's brutal bullying, Artyom helped tie the crate to the roof of the car.Because the loot and other dishes bought before have filled the storage part of the car, it is necessary to add treasures at this time.

Looking at this state, Gwen frowned: "Can your car still hold people?"

"Um?"

The signs of anger unique to truck drivers appeared in Artyom, you can say that he drives slowly, you can even say that he is on high beams, but you cannot say that his car is 'load! no! There are ten more people that my car can fit in."

He straightened his eyes and said seriously: "Now that the cargo is doubled, I can bring them back to the Sniper Cat with all of you, but you have to pay me double for the fuel fee."

"Is there somewhere else to go?"

"Take Kadi." Gwen said the name of the blue-haired shadow demon, "She also went hunting today, and called a shadow cat lamp to tell me that she was lost."

Even Long Yan knew how busy Gwen's shadow was, it was because through Gwen's shadow, the cat lanterns could freely shuttle and transmit messages, saying in the cat lantern's tone: "You are the signal tower!"

Even if you ignore it deliberately, you will inevitably hear it as a strange yin and yang.

The cat lamp race doesn't know why.

No matter how simple and honest a cat is, it will occasionally say some weird words.

Including today: "Blue Hair has tried his best, meow!"

Gwen replied, "Is she trying to find her way?"

Mao Deng was surprised and said: "Of course not, meow, I worked hard to find the cat, it's amazing!"

Look, this is the face of the cat lamp.

But luckily, the cat lamp actually reliably gave Gwen an exact address information.Even Gwen, who doesn't know the way, can understand the 'under XX' level of address information.Avoid letting Gwen experience the human miracle of crossing the death desert and then vertically through the death desert.

Artyom looked at the address, nodded, and said only that word:
"boarding."

His self-confidence has skyrocketed every day since Gwen compensated him with a new car.

His car used to be like an 86, fast.

The current car is like a Mercedes-Benz, no matter how fast the 86 is, it can't catch up with Uncle's Mercedes-Benz.Naturally, the mentality of Artyom, who is driving a Mercedes-Benz, has gradually entered the mentality of an uncle

The.

Finding your way in Utopia is fun but not funny.

A lot of ghost stories, a lot of monsters, and various superstitious factors have led to the saying in Utopia that "don't be a long-distance driver if your character is not strong enough."

But the beautiful and weird natural scenery along the way also makes people feel happy.

Following the road signs, we came to a dilapidated and abandoned village in the style of a walled city.

People in Utopia have the dream of settling on the earth. Generations after generations have worked hard, but the results are not good. These villages like the walled city are the proof of the stubbornness left at that time.Maroon traces are still smeared on the ruined walls, telling the story of the tragic years that have passed.

Entering along the city wall, the blue-haired shadow demon was sitting on the corpse of a bull-headed demon, with the chainsaw inserted beside it, and a large amount of blood-stained jewelry was placed in front of the corpse.

She waved at the car.

After Gwen got out of the car, she came up to her, complaining in a low voice:

"What an unlucky week, I'm so busy in the car, I still have to work here. Helen can't be used, and Annie is still doing her best."

The red-haired succubus is trying its best to make the precious vegetables in the greenhouse thrive with its own collection of 'this kid's language' and 'succulent power'. It is a succubus who is working hard, and the results are still there.

"It's more work for those who can, my dear Miss Cuddy."

"Okay, okay." Cardi snorted, "Anyway, I'm really happy."

This is generally the case for the inhabitants of the abyss.

"Clean up the city, sweep away these demons, to be honest, sometimes I really can't understand the deep and indistinguishable intentions of what you ask me to do."

Is it difficult?
Gwen didn't say that, but reached out and rubbed the blue-haired Shadow Demon's head, comforting the other party's unclear eyes:

"Because this place is seized by someone, it may cause a blow to the route of a train, so before a train like the Old Towner passes through these places, it will issue a commission to clean up these places suitable for ambush."

This is true.

But the more important reason is to disperse the demon Sanluo.

Ernie is watched by Michela and Spark, while Helen is watched by Miss Mammoth and Miss Red Dog.

Since Long Yan really launched a search operation "to catch the murderer", everything must be carried out according to serious laws.Surveillance is indispensable. All the actions of the blue-haired shadow demon today are seen by a hidden shadow cat lamp. If this guy has contacted the people of the mind flayer sect, just ask the cat lamp.

To Gwen's satisfaction, the blue-haired Shadow Demon was worthy of being a competent mercenary, without any hesitation at all.

If you say clean up the devil, clean up the devil.

He didn't feel pity at all because of his own race. Perhaps it was the inherent cruelty of the devil, but the Shadow Fiend Kadi only did what he should do, which made Gwen satisfied.

It can barely be summed up as the entry of 'can be trusted'.

How influential is a church?
Specifically, religious orders can be equated to super corporations.

The most outstanding ones in this line are of course the March Sect and the False Sea Sect, which have truly achieved:

Employees (congregants) read the textbooks (secret books) written by them, eat food from their restaurants and food processing factories (community), drink wine brewed by them, play games designed by them, and produce cars for work. The bowls for eating are made by them, and the property rights of the work site are theirs.The true meaning has reached the level of "the toilet paper you use to shit is made by them", so the Void Sea and the March Church are behemoths that even the authorities can't bring down.

What about the mind flayers?
Although it is a bit inferior, it claims to be a sect, and it did not go to Sanyue and Xuxuhai to worship the pier, which shows how powerful it is.

At least on the Fellowship, 40% of the daily necessities people use are related to the Mind Flayer Cult.

This is why Gwen and Curseblade didn't care much about this matter at the beginning, and planned to let the Mind Flayer Cult be peacefully replaced by the Cultural Education Troupe.

Through ideas, thoughts, and the way that mind flayers themselves no longer support the previous operation mode of the order, the order of the mind flayers will automatically
split.

A behemoth that dominates [-]% of the villagers' daily necessities market is certainly terrifying, but as long as it is disassembled into more than a dozen pieces, it will become a piece of fat that everyone can bite into.

But it is clear that the dream of peacefully dismantling the mind flayer order has now been dashed.

兴许
It was precisely because they sensed the destructive power of the Cultural Religion Group that the Mind-Traping Religion Group mingled with the minions of the Eternals, and started the destruction and final madness.

If it succeeds, Long Yan will be held accountable, his influence will be limited to the No. [-] fellow, and he will no longer be able to use a lot of diplomatic means to restrict the Mind Duo Sect outside the fellow.At the same time, they gained enough cohesion through such a "war", and even finally shouted the slogan of "the mind flayer does not favor us, it must be because there are courtiers around the mind flayer."

If it fails, it will fall down in one breath, and it will cause:

The effect of 【Deathrattle. Economic Crisis】.

But Long Yan just wanted to fight, there was no other way.

If Gwen doesn't follow, it can be simply defined as an enemy.

Then he had no choice but to catch the inner ghost first, and he must not have any openings. Otherwise, in the face of such influence, he might be found out even by the color of his underwear before he was officially dispatched.

Good people are not the only ones who can ask Mao Deng for information.

And bad guys can too.