Knights of the Wasteland Fortress

Chapter 23
After finishing the conversation with Heiyin, Jiatu rested in the blue witch's containment room for more than 20 minutes.

After turning off the brain-dreading exterior, he was the only one left in the darkness, and the infinite silence made him a little unbearable.

Fortunately, the food in the military dry food bag was still edible. After eating two compressed biscuits and drinking half a bottle of mineral water, he finally regained some strength.

Realizing that his situation was not so dire that he had to wait for someone to rescue him, Jiatu reopened the outer shell of the brain, relying on the low-light night vision device on it, he returned to the second basement floor.

Then saw the horror there.

The body of the bull-headed horse-faced body was divided into two halves from top to bottom, lying on the corridor of the containment room.

Thousand Wrist's palate was half gone, and the fragments of the corpse were thrown everywhere, mixed with green pus and blood, spreading out on the ground and walls into black dahlias.

The front of B206's containment room is covered with scorching marks, and the remains of the unburned cloth of the Little Red Riding Hoods are everywhere.

Only Chef Lumino is missing, and he can't be found anywhere.

Jiatu bypassed the thousand-wrist body that seemed to have been gnawed off in half by something, went to the storage room on the third basement floor, found another heavier fire triangle ladder, and carried it back to the basement floor.

This time, he didn't encounter any danger, not even Luminor.

He set up the triangular ladder under the ventilation duct, ready to leave the institute.

Jiatu finally sorted out the harvest in the research institute.

In addition to Heiyin's brain-horror suit, he only took another military-use brain-horror.The gun and protective clothing were hidden in the containment room of the Blue Enchantress, and the portable dry food for military use was small in size and not in large quantity, so he took it with him.

Then he took an inventory of things that could be sold for money.

In addition to the green tea and Dong 〇 special drink that will change the color of the tongue, the bullets and military dry food are also worth a little.

However, he is not very good at explaining the origin of these things, so he can only try to find the seller.

If you can't even sell bullets, then there will be no sales channels for brains, firearms, and anti-riot clothing.

"If I can become a 'explorer', then there is no need to explain the origin of these things, otherwise I will suddenly draw out two pistols and a submachine gun, and I will be suspected no matter what..."

Jiatu thought about it, and put ten rounds out of the pistol's magazine, and after thinking about it, put back five rounds.

In the end, he took only three packs of military dry rations, five rounds of ammunition, a thermal dagger, and two horror brains, and climbed up the fire triangle ladder.

Facing the pitch-black hole above his head that seemed to be able to devour everything, Jiatu tried it with the heat shock dagger, and after confirming that it could pass through unimpeded, he got in.

The feeling of going through the hole was amazing, he could feel his body standing on the fire escape, but he couldn't see them when he looked down.

As for the tunnel behind the black hole, the inner wall was cut directly from the rock, the part near the black hole was very smooth, and the length of the fire escape was not long enough for Jiatu to send his whole body out of the research institute.

Fortunately, the four fingers of his right hand became very strong, he grabbed a gap in the rock wall, pulled his right hand with his left hand, and pulled himself up.

After his upper body got into the tunnel, Jiatu used his left arm and back to support his body, then used his right hand to grab the gap on the rock wall, and let his right leg push up hard.

Little by little, climbing over a distance of more than ten meters, he sent himself out of the tunnel.

After climbing out of the tunnel, Jiatu was covered in mud and dust, sweating profusely, as if he had just run a five kilometers.

"Now...you don't have to worry about Hena and the others suspecting that I just took a shower..."

Looking at the filthy body that had recovered, Jiatu couldn't help laughing at himself, then untied the rope tied around his waist, and pulled up the booty wrapped in the cloak.

Shaking off the cloak that already had a big hole in it and putting it on his body, Jiatu thought for a while, then tied Heiyin's external horror with a rope, put it back in the research institute, and then put the remaining military horror Nao hugged him, hid the Rezhen dagger and military dry food in his arms, and walked towards Hera's tent.

When Jiatu returned, all the public lights had been extinguished, save for the faint green light of the emergency lights.

But the people in the refuge haven't rested yet, which means it hasn't been long since the lights were turned off.

When he returned to the tent, Hera and Hena hadn't fallen asleep yet, only Heda snored softly while hugging the bedding.

The red-haired woman was sitting next to the quilt, her face and complexion had recovered a lot, but she looked a little anxious, and Hena was quietly persuading her.

Jiatu didn't need to think about it, he guessed what happened.

So he carried a lot of things, and hurriedly opened the door curtain and walked into the tent, both of them were startled by him.

"Where did you go?!"

Hera stood up almost immediately, but she quickly realized that her tone was a bit too harsh.

So she softened her voice again and said, "You're not hurt?"

"Sorry for worrying you."

Jiatu nodded slightly apologetically, and then said what he had thought about for a long time:

"I got into a fight with the Vault rogues in the scrapyard, and only found a chance to run back after everyone was gone."

He stretched out his hand and showed the two the bruises on his lower right arm from the masonry smashed by the gangsters:
"Except for a few hits on the body, there is no major problem."

"Besides, I also found an externally-installed horror brain. I don't know if it can be repaired."

After speaking, Jiatu pretended to be a little happy, and showed the two of them the armored brain held in their right hands.

"you……"

However, Hera didn't look at Horror immediately, but stared at Jiatu with a face of reproach, as if wanting to get angry because he ran to the scrap yard.

But halfway through her anger, she thought of her own situation again, and was discouraged first.

"Sorry, I made you worry..."

she said with some annoyance.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, we are a blessing in disguise."

Jiatu tried to distract her with the Brain, waving the Brain in front of Hera.

But it was picked up by Hena:

"Normally, broken brains would be sent to the industrial floor for dismantling. It's impossible to pick them up at the scrap yard. Where did you find it?"

The girl obviously didn't believe Jiatu's words, she took the brain-horrifying mainframe in her hand and looked it up and down, her brows were furrowed, as if she wasn't quite sure it was true.

"It's a dresser."

Jiatu amplified the volume, and said nonsense: "I saw it fell from the pipe, and there was a crack on the ground. There was something hidden in it, so I clashed with the rogues in the shelter and snatched it back. .”

"I was chased by them for a long time, and I found a place to hide. I didn't find a chance to get it back until they left, but they probably didn't know that what I got was a brain-hacking host."

Garto made up a half-truth and half-fiction of his own experience in the scrapyard.

However, because the details on the bright side matched, neither Hera nor Hera became too suspicious.

It's just that Hera still can't believe it:
"It shouldn't be our turn to do such a good thing-the brain is probably bad, you give the brain to Hena, let her take it to the training school to check with the teacher, if it is true, stay, if If it’s fake, let her find a recycler to sell it.”

"Ok."

Hearing Hera's arrangement, Jiatu knew that he had passed this hurdle, and while he was relieved, his expression was also a little relaxed.

This made Hena see some clues.

"...If it's true, then I don't need it either."

The girl silently stuffed the brain back into Jiatu's hand, and said:

"I still have free loan items from the school. If you can repair it, you can use it yourself."

Hena's reaction warmed Jiatu's heart, but he still shook his head and said:
"I don't need it. It was brought for you, so you can accept it."

As a result, Hena just shook her head stubbornly, and turned her back without looking at him.

There was very little space in the tent, and Gato knew it was her old habit.

It means that you have made up your mind not to take it.

The kind that ten cows can't pull back.

When Hera saw this scene, she couldn't help but smile a little:
"It hasn't been confirmed yet, but you two are getting angry... Even if it is confirmed to be true, our family doesn't have the money to fix it?"

Jiatu and Hena turned their eyes to her almost at the same time.

This made Hera realize that she seemed to have said something wrong, and couldn't help sighing:

"Don't worry, even if it can't be repaired, I won't sell it - it's better to keep it at home as a thought."

"Actually, I got more than that from the dresser."

Jiatu knew that he still had forty dry food sticks in his safe on the sixth floor, so no matter what, he wanted to reassure the two of them: "It's just that I was worried about scaring you, so I didn't take them all back."

As a result, what he said made Hera laugh:

"Just kidding, I'm such an old man, how could I be scared by you—"

She waved her hands with a happy face, as if she felt that Jiatu was just teasing her.

As a result, Jiatu pulled out a Rezhen dagger with a scabbard from his arms.

She froze:

"I c..."

Hera obviously recognized what it was, and she forcibly swallowed it back into her stomach halfway through the C language.

"Did you steal the armory somewhere?!"

Hera was about to question, but saw Jiatu taking out five bullets incessantly.

Both she and Hena were numb.

"I think it might be a military relic."

Looking at the sluggish expressions of the two, Jiatu pretended to be relaxed and said:
"I was also taken aback at the time, so I hid the dressing cabinet and checked it again after the gangsters left. There are pistols and other weapons. If I can find a suitable seller, it should sell a lot. A sum of money."

"... How many things are there?"

After hearing Jiatu's answer, Hera also gradually became serious. She realized that things might not be as simple as she thought, so she looked at Jiatu and asked seriously.

"There are also two magazines, one of which is fully loaded, an electromagnetic pistol, and an electromagnetic submachine gun."

Jiatu hesitated for a moment, and reported a complete set of single-player equipment.

He didn't dare to say too much, or he wouldn't be able to round it up.

But even so, it was still beyond Hera's imagination.

"This is a complete set of military equipment..."

Hera clutched her head and seemed a little dizzy: "Military horrors can only be used by explorers above the captain level. Even if it is a semi-finished product, it can be exchanged for more than [-] dry food sticks..."

"Are there so many dry food sticks in the shelter?"

Hearing what Hera said, Jiatu was not only a little curious.

He had never seen so many dry food sticks before.

Never heard of it.

As a result, Hera gave him a serious look, and then said:

"That's just a quota—the quota can be exchanged for other supplies, but you haven't seen it before."

"Then I'll give the dagger to Hena, and let her take it to school tomorrow to see if it can fix the brain?"

Jiatu knew that Hera was not an ordinary refuge resident, so he tentatively asked her what she meant.

In the end, she shook her head in denial:
"For such a big thing, I'd better go and ask my old friends. You should put away your brains first, and don't make any noise. I don't know if it's a bad omen or a good omen..."

Seeing that her adoptive mother had already made up her mind, Jiatu stopped talking.

Because he knows that what he has gained has exceeded the imagination of his adoptive mother.

If he had only taken out one brain, she might have questioned whether he would have been so lucky.

But when he took out a whole set of military equipment, she would only think about whether something happened in the shelter that she didn't expect.

Only Hena, as her childhood sweetheart and opponent who had been together day and night for three years, still stared at him closely, as if she didn't fully agree with what he said.

Jiatu deliberately pretended not to see her eyes - because even if Hena was more sensitive than Hera, as long as there was no evidence, she would not be able to influence Hera's judgment.

"Here, here you go, take it away."

Jiatu simply gave Hena all the equipment in his hand, leaving only five bullets for himself.

After all, Hera's channel is only Hera's channel, and the equipment in his hand is more than a set of submachine guns——

Therefore, it is absolutely necessary for him to expand his "sales channels".

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After fooling Hera, Jiatu had a good night's sleep.

He hasn't felt this kind of feeling of being at ease for a long time.

The things he brought back from the research institute were not many, but it was not a problem to fill the financial hole of Hera's family.

It's just that while sending away old troubles, he also ushered in new troubles.

In the early morning of the next day, after Hera went out and Hena went to school, there were only Jiatu and Heda left at home.

Apart from teaching Heda to count, Jiatu could only look around in a daze. At this moment, he thought of his four fingers on his right hand.

While Heda was working on the questions, he carefully looked at his fingers.

In his opinion, his four fingers have not changed at all.

It's still the same, even the scars and barbs are exactly the same.

But when he was a little bored, he picked up a piece of broken porcelain with his index finger and middle finger knuckles, and snapped it off abruptly, he finally realized that some things really couldn't go back.

No wounds were visible on the joints of his right hand.

Even the hard shards of porcelain did not leave any damage on it.

It is enough to prove that this is not a human limb.

"Mako..."

Jiatu recalled what Heiyin said, and couldn't help sighing:

"I don't know where else I can go to find Moko other than the research institute."

Great power is certainly gratifying, but if this power has a price, it will not make people happy.

After Gato taught Heda how to count all morning, Hera also returned to the tent from her old friend.

She brings good news and bad news—

The good news is that the main body structure of the exterior horror brought back by Jiatu is intact, only the atomizing robot and the battery have failed due to excessive time and improper maintenance.

The bad news is that in order to repair these damages, they will have to spend another one to two thousand dry food sticks to completely repair them.

And with that much money, even if the Rezhen dagger was sold, it would still be a lot worse.

"But if you count the electromagnetic pistol, it's enough."

Hera pulled Jiatu and settled the bill with him: "After counting the electromagnetic pistol, there are probably seven or eight hundred dry food sticks left. Hena owes her classmate five hundred, and you owe my teacher twenty. I still have more than 150 foreign debts outside, and together, there are less than [-] left, which is enough for us in a short time."

"So except for the electromagnetic pistol, you should not move the submachine gun and bullets for the time being. When you need it, just take it out for emergency."

Hera added at the end.

Hearing this, Jiatu couldn't help but nodded, and then asked with some doubts:
"Can't you sell the submachine gun and save the dry food sticks? There should be three or four thousand?"

"A complete electromagnetic submachine gun can sell for seven or eight thousand quotas."

Hera said with certainty: "I don't know the quality of the submachine gun in your hand, but as long as there is no major problem with the main structure, someone will take it for five or six thousand."

"But everyone is not guilty, but he is guilty. If we are not able to protect so much money, then it will flow away from us in various forms."

Hera made a calculation to Jiatu:

"If we really get five or six thousand dry food sticks, do we need to change our clothes? Do we need to take a bath once a month? Do we need to eat better, buy some canned food and improve our food? Others see that your conditions have changed. Well, will you know you're getting rich? Will the shelter scoundrels and neighbor acquaintances come to your door? And crooks. Are you going to break the bank to get rid of these people?"

Seeing Jiatu who was taken aback by herself, Hera sighed:

"So, if you don't have the strength, no matter how much money you have, it's nothing more than sitting and eating. It's better to save it. If there is any accident in the future, at least you have some emergency savings."

"So we can't get rich all our lives?"

Hearing this, Jiatu couldn't help asking back.

"of course can."

Some unexpected, Hera looked at him, said with a serious expression:
"Become a powerful explorer, or be able to afford a higher-level plot."

　It took a little longer to change a little bit, and it was later
　　When revising, I ptsd a little on the four words of my childhood sweetheart, and I always feel that the CP involving these four words will not end well.

　　Even more so given recent Conan Rhythms.

　　In short, it was used by the way, and there was no special hint.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)