Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

The store doesn't take scavengers seriously, but it's tricky when there are too many people.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "Will those people leave together?"

The fifth child nodded and replied helplessly, "The probability of going back together is very high. If we want to do it, the cost will be very high."

"Let's find out the news first," the shopkeeper made a decision, "let's confirm the identity of that guy."

They are local snakes on the outskirts of Hongsi's settlement, but it is not so easy to find out the roots of the scavengers.

The circle of scavengers is quite closed, and outsiders are not welcome to inquire.

It wasn't until the evening that Lao Wu got the news through a familiar scavenger.

"Second brother, he is actually a fool... But it is said that the one-eyed wolf values ​​him a lot."

As for why Tu Zuofu valued Qu Jianlei, the circle of scavengers would never dare to leak the news.

The second brother thought about it and nodded, "Then go to the garbage dump and entrust someone to keep an eye on it, and figure out what's behind this guy."

Not long after, the scavengers sold their goods and purchased some needed things, and the three vehicles returned in a team.

On the way back to the car, everyone repeated the old story, wanting Qu Jianlei to take the lead on this matter.

Qu Jianlei remained silent, but when he was forced to panic, he said, "I'm also afraid of death."

"There is no one who is not afraid of death," someone retorted loudly, "but you are not like us."

Qu Jianlei couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, "I don't believe that no one would have thought that the antidote is a rare medicine!"

Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and then someone gasped, "Then, killing people is to save medicine?"

It's no wonder that they were slow-witted, if Qu Jianlei hadn't known the inside story of the injection in advance, he wouldn't have dared to be so sure.

But there are also a few people who have calm faces, obviously they have thought of the key point a long time ago.

The dirty woman even smiled wryly, "Xiao Qu, you are the only one who will publicly reveal this matter."

This inside story is indeed astonishing. People who know a little bit of propriety don't have the guts to announce it to the public!

Only an idiot like Qu Jianlei wouldn't think so much and tell the truth directly.

However, the dirty woman's words became the best remark for Qu Jianlei's remarks. For a while, no one in the car spoke anymore.

After a while, Collins spoke, "Do you have any other suggestions, Xiaoqu, let's listen to them all?"

"No more," Qu Jianlei shook his head bluntly, "Walk one step at a time."

What he has to worry about is different from these people.

Not long after, there were whispers in the car—obviously, everyone was discussing countermeasures.

When the truck was more than ten kilometers away from the Luanshi camp, Qu Jianlei asked to get off.

This is the closest place to his home, and he wants to walk back to rest.

After he left, Collins spoke gloomily, "We don't have much time left."

The dirty woman sighed, "I can't start mining anymore, the most urgent thing is to spread the manpower to inquire about the news."

Giving up picking up rubbish will have a certain impact on income in the short term, but it is related to your own life, which is more important?

After all, the scavengers underestimated the seriousness of this matter at the beginning.

They thought that they had escaped the initial killing, and that in the following time, they could just deal with errands casually.

It wasn't until another living life died that they realized that things were much more serious than they thought.

However, someone snorted, "It's nothing more than not making money for a few days. It's easy to say, but who can guarantee that we can get the news?"

"Hehe," Collins sneered when he heard the words, "Even if we can find out the news... who can guarantee that we will not be silenced?"

When this question was asked, everyone's complexion became worse...

Qu Jianlei returned to his den, checked carefully, and found that no one had been there, and nothing was lost.

very nice!

Then he didn't go to bed either, but took out the paper bag—there was still a little antidote left in the paper bag.

This is because he used the flexibility of his wrist to hide such a point quietly.

Others also treat the paper package in the same way, presumably... some people will also be thinking about the composition of this antidote.

But Qu Jianlei looked at it with the flashlight for a long time, but he really couldn't figure out what was in it.

The crux of the problem is that there is no testing equipment...he can only think dully.

When it comes to research, Qu Jianlei is really confident, but now he can only do nothing.

Thinking so blankly, suddenly, his head began to swell again.

This is the second time I've had swelling and pain since the last injection.

His spirit was lifted immediately, he took out the nutritional supplement without hesitation, and laid it out on the ground.

Maybe... after taking the antidote, there was a related reaction?

The pain this time was not as painful as last time, but it was quite persistent.

Two minutes after the pain started, Qu Jianlei began to stand on the horse's foot, and persisted for about twenty minutes.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, with his five hearts facing the sky and sinking his dantian.

This time, the effect is surprisingly good, the feeling of breath is quite strong, and it is especially...burning calories.

The cartoon "Little Lake" with a big head and a small body reappeared in my mind, but it still didn't exist for long.

About... four or five seconds?

Continue to deduce! Qu Jianlei's brain turned crazily.

Nutrients were stuffed into his mouth one by one, and he had to drink a few sips of water occasionally.

Fortunately, his current material conditions have been greatly improved, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to withstand such a toss.

I don't know how long it took, when he reached out to get the nutritional supplement again, he found nothing in his hand.

Eight nutritional supplements, just finished eating like this?

He had a feeling that he only needed to persist for a little while, and the Wuming Qi Refining Art would rise to a higher level.

But he took out eight nutritional supplements just now, just to set up an "anti-addiction mechanism" for himself.

No matter how high the degree of completion is, it must be stopped when it is time to stop, too much is too late!

In terms of self-control, he has specially trained it. Most patients with Asperger's syndrome have poor self-control.

But for obsessive-compulsive disorder, what you want to do, of course you have to do it.

Eight nutritional supplements are enough for eight days, which is really a lot.

He took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and sorted out the "Wuming Qi Refining Art" in his mind.

Sure enough, this time's Qi Refining Art is a little more perfect than last time.

It's just that he still didn't try Zhou Tian to carry it, but just kept his dantian honestly.

After resting for a while, he stood up and felt that his body...was extra light.

As for whether some dirt appeared on the body surface, Qu Jianlei said that he didn't feel it.

Wanting to take a bath in the wasteland is simply an extravagant wish.

It's not that there is no water in all places, some of the water still looks very clear.

However, once you take a bath, you may not know what kind of mutations will appear in your body, and you may even not rule out the possibility of direct sudden death.

When Qu Jianlei was at Blue Star, he paid more attention to personal hygiene, but he didn't have a cleanliness habit, otherwise he would definitely not be able to resist these six years.

Anyway, in the wasteland, living is the most important thing. Whether you have a bad smell on your body after washing or not, there is really no way to pay attention to it.

Then he walked out of the crypt and looked up at the sky, "It's afternoon before you know it?"

He came to Fat Sister's grocery store and asked if anyone wanted to buy the weapons he sold.

In the wasteland, weapons are the least worrying about selling, but Fat Sister said that most people who ask for prices want to buy them at a low price.

Qu Jianlei's attitude is that he would rather use it for himself than sell it at a low price.

So he asked another thing, "Do you have any news about the black bristle rat? I can buy it."

The black-skinned bristle rat is a mutant beast, but its mutation is very stable, and it is recognized as a practical mutant beast.

Its taste is said to be mediocre, the key is that it can provide higher calories, and it is an ordinary mutant beast, so it is not difficult to kill.

The fat lady looked at him in surprise, "Are you going to be a hunter?"

"Just a little curious," Qu Jianlei replied vaguely, "If there is a chance, I would also like to see it."

The fat sister glanced at him, "There is some news, but the time limit is not guaranteed, and I am not sure if there is any thunder."

"I want relatively new news," Qu Jianlei said, but he didn't want to spend money to buy an "old news" back.

As for whether there will be thunder or not, no one can guarantee that, where there are prey, there may be hunters.

Anyway, it's not suitable for him to get deeply involved in the garbage dump. If he wants to gain more heat, he can only fight mutant beasts.

The point is that he hasn't eaten meat for more than six years. Once this idea is opened, it can't be stopped at all.

Fat Sister thought about it, then shook her head, "There are no newer ones, I'll tell you in a couple of days."

If this is still the silly song from before, she doesn't mind cheating the other party and selling some relatively old news.

However, thinking about the weapons that the other party was consigning now, she felt that there was really no need to take this risk.

You can look down on it from your heart, but it is obviously not a fluke that the other party got so many weapons in a short period of time.

Qu Jianlei nodded, this is not something to worry about, "Get the news from the Red Bull team?"

He knew that Fat Sister's younger brother was in the hunter team.

The fat lady glanced at him and snorted softly, "How could the hunter announce the prey information? I have other channels."

Qu Jianlei didn't doubt this either, Fat Sister is not a professional news seller, but she is definitely not bad.

But... the old cripple's information can't be bad, right?

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked out of the camp. If his legs were quicker, he could get there before dark.

As for the business over there at the dump? He doesn't think much about it anymore.

The scavengers insisted on him taking the lead, and he really hated this kind of kidnapping.

The distance between the two camps is seventeen or eighteen kilometers.

He was fully armed and walking at a brisk pace, which should have taken no more than two hours if all went well.

However, it is normal to encounter accidents in the wasteland. When he walked about ten kilometers, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.

Without even thinking about it, he made a side attack, followed by a series of rolls.

Immediately afterwards, a series of bullets landed on the position where he was just now, sending up sand all over the sky.

Then came the sound of gunfire, the sound of a Gauss automatic gun.

"Sap!" Qu Jianlei's face turned dark immediately.

(Ask for all kinds of help during the new book period.)