Embers Ad Infinitum

Have a clue so soon? Long Yuehong was taken aback.

To be honest, he has always felt that unless luck is flooded, he has always felt that it will be protracted.

As one of the most wanted targets of "First City", he believes that he still has a certain qualification to speak in this respect.

It is true that in the dust, the "old-tuned group" is absolutely outstanding in terms of experience, ability, or degree of prudence. However, they can enter and exit the city several times and jump back and forth, and they also benefit from the corresponding Factors such as the lack of population management methods, the generation of various technologies, insufficient investment in resources, and problems with information interaction.

But now, in the morning, I heard that the "Salvation Army" had produced two traitors who stole military supplies. In the afternoon, there were clues, and the effect was so high that it was jaw-dropping.

After a second thought, Long Yuehong thought about the various rumors of the "Salvation Army" he had inquired about before, and the situation that Ding Ling had unconsciously revealed in his words just now, and felt that there was a certain reason for this:

The "Salvation Army" has strong control over all personnel. Outsiders need to be reviewed and obtained passes. Inside, the existence of robbers and wilderness wanderers is basically eliminated. Even being a relic hunter must be approved.

In such an environment, the two traitors are at great risk of exposure unless they are self-sufficient in the wilderness and mountains unless they do not come into contact with various settlements or relic hunters who act as black market vendors.

Even if they have special awakening abilities, they can escape for a while, not too long, and at most delay the discovery of clues by a day or two.

Of course, it’s a different story to have a long-lasting effect like the "Inference Clown", but judging from the degree of control of the "Salvation Army", how to avoid the influence of the corresponding ability in the investigation, and ask the real situation, maybe it has been printed in the manual. , Sent to the front-line personnel.

This is completely different from the "First City" concealing many abilities and characteristics from the security officers at the bottom in order to improve the stability of its own rule.

What Long Yuehong can think of, Jiang Baimian can naturally also think of.

She looked up at the hunters who had hurriedly got up and was about to follow the clues to chase the wanted criminals, then turned her gaze back to Ding Ling and her subordinates, and said with a smile:

"I'm thinking about something to eat at night. Is there any special food here?"

"Caring about dinner so early?" Ding Ling was slightly surprised.

Shang Jian Yao helped explain:

"Eating is a major event in life. We have to think about ourselves every day: what to eat for breakfast, what to eat for lunch, and what to eat for dinner."

This is what he learned from the old world entertainment materials, and it is also suitable for today's dust, just change one word:

What's for breakfast, what's for lunch, what's for dinner.

Jiang Baimian glanced at this guy and said helplessly:

"I'm half a folklorist, and I like to get in touch with the customs of different places, which includes a variety of special foods."

"That's it." Ding Ling nodded first, then smiled, "I thought you were deliberately changing the subject, not wanting to show concern for the inner ghost incident, for fear of causing us suspicion."

Is not it? Long Yuehong murmured.

Jiang Baimian's long-term performance made him feel that Ding Ling's speculation was no problem.

"With this intention, you must know how to avoid suspicion when you first arrive." Jiang Baimian admitted frankly.

Papa, Dangdang, Shang Jian Yao and Gnawa applauded at the same time.

Shang Jian Yao immediately turned his head and said to Genava:

"You can't hide the degree of humanization!"

"I think I understand a little bit of humanity." Gnawa answered honestly.

The conversation between the two made Bai Chen want to turn his head and look to the side, pretending not to know them, but Ding Ling and her subordinates didn't care much. After all, Wubei is one of the core cities of the "Salvation Army" and there is no shortage of robots. They have seen The kind that can talk about cross talk with human partners.

Cross talk is an art of the old world, which has been preserved in some places dominated by the gray people. The "Salvation Army" and "Pangu Creatures" are in this rank.

"Very good." Ding Ling praised Jiang Baimian's thoughts. "There were a lot of foreign relic hunters who didn't understand this principle before they were sent out by us or sent to court and sentenced to labor."

Is this an implicit warning? Long Yuehong is always rich in ideas.

Without waiting for Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao to respond, Ding Ling smiled and said:

"I rubbed your canned food at noon, and I will ask you to have a meal with Wubei characteristics in the evening."

"Okay, okay!" Shang Jianyao was not polite at all.

When the sun went down, Ding Ling bought a pile of firewood from the settlement, borrowed an iron pot, an aluminum basin, and a soup spoon, and began to prepare dinner.

She first poured a lot of flour into the aluminum basin, then put in water, sugar and other things, stirred them into a paste, then heated the pan, took a small piece of lard and wiped the sides of the pan back and forth.

After making these preparations, Ding Ling used a metal spoon to scoop up the white paste in the aluminum basin and poured it on the inner edge of the iron pan.

In the sizzling voice, every spoonful of white paste spreads out into a thin cake.

Ding Ling mastered the heat proficiently and turned the pancakes over after a certain period of time.

The sweet and alluring smell gradually diffused, causing Shang Jian Yao Gulu to swallow his saliva.

After both sides were cooked, a male member of the "Salvation Army" waiting nearby picked up the pancakes one by one and put them in various lunch boxes.

After such rounds passed, everyone got six or seven cakes.

Jiang Baimian endured not eating, and also signaled to the team members, especially Shang Jian Yao, don't worry, after all, Ding Ling is still busy.

After the last round of baking, there was still some residual batter in the aluminum basin. Ding Ling added a lot of water in it, stirred it, and poured it into the pan.

It didn't take long for a pot of fragrant shabu-shabu soup to be cooked.

After everyone received half a lunch box of soup, Ding Ling took out a few cans of meat and boiled them in the pot.

"If people like us who do physical work eat cakes but not meat, they will not be full." She smiled and said to Jiang Baimian and others, "Eat, everyone eat."

Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to pick up a pancake and stuff it into his mouth.

Long Yuehong followed closely behind.

After one bite, he felt that the cake was soft, waxy and elastic, and it had the fragrance of flour and the sweetness of sugar when chewed, and he couldn't stop it at all.

After devouring a piece of cake, Long Yuehong immersed himself in a sip of the shabu-shabu soup.

He felt that it was not too greasy at all, like clear water with the aroma of wheat and a little sweetness.

"Not bad, what is it called?" Jiang Baimian asked, raising his head.

Ding Ling smiled and said:

"Wubei calls this a potside stall."

"Your craftsmanship is really good!" Shang Jian Yao praised.

The twenty-four-year-old woman from Ding Ling's subordinate nodded in agreement:

"Yes, Team D often cooks in person to improve our food."

"Learn from others!" Shang Jianyao said to Jiang Baimian, turning his head.

Jiang Baimian raised his left hand expressionlessly and stopped the subsequent noise.

After eating and drinking, the "Old Tune Team" rushed to clean up, and the main force was Shang Jian Yao, who was designated by Jiang Baimian.

At this moment, before Bai Chen found out, the hunters who followed the clues to look for the remains of the two traitors returned to this settlement one after another.

Ding Ling walked over and asked someone at random:

"Are there any gains?"

The relic hunter glanced at her black uniform and corresponding epaulettes, and replied with a little fear:

"Yes, we found the two traitors and killed one. Seeing that the other couldn't escape, we committed suicide by swallowing a gun."

Although hunters belonging to the "Salvation Army" always laugh at the regular army's staid and conservative, they still dare not make mistakes when they encounter them unless they have a better background at home.

"They're all dead?" Ding Ling frowned slightly, "What was found in them?"

The relic hunter replied:

"No so-called important military supplies were found, only some cans, biscuits, energy bars, bullets and lighters."

Seeing that Ding Ling's expression was still serious, he added:

"Most of these are produced in Wubei. They may have been to Wubei and got some supplies from the black market."

"Then someone has to bear the responsibility!" Ding Ling murmured.

Those important military supplies seem to have been dismissed...If they are not found in the follow-up, it is estimated that there will be a chain reaction...Since his hearing recovered, Jiang Baimian has been able to secretly audit the task.

There was no word for a night, and at 7 o'clock in the morning the next day, the "Old Tune Team" followed Ding Ling's mountain bike and continued to Wubei.

After nearly nine hours, at four o'clock in the afternoon, they finally arrived at this renovated city on the banks of the Moonlin River and backed by a nuclear power plant.

The overall style of this city is very close to the old world ~www.readwn.com~ but there are not so many high-rise buildings, and the colors and shapes of the buildings are relatively monotonous.

With Ding Ling, Jiang Baimian and others passed the inspections at several intersections very smoothly and entered the city.

Suddenly, Shang Jianyao pointed out the window and said, "Ahhhhh", with a look of excitement on his face.

What the hell? Jiang Baimian followed and found two strangely dressed people passing by in the side alley.

They were dressed in ordinary clothes, all gray, and the strange thing was that they all wore an aluminum pot for boiling water and stew on their heads, which made people wonder how they could see the road ahead.

The two men quickly disappeared at the end of the alley, and Shang Jianyao seemed to be eager to catch up and exchange ideas.

When Ding Ling parked the green mountain bike in front of a magnificent ten-story building, Shang Jianyao quickly got out of the car and asked about the origins of the citizens just now.

Ding Ling frowned:

"That's a bunch of neuroses!"