With MCV, I became a pilot

If these people really have bad intentions, then they can be resolved if they are dealt with. If it is just to say hello, then it is not a bad thing to have a simple communication during the alert.

No matter what it is, being ready to fight at any time is the best choice.

Chapter 42 Weak, Poor, Helpless

Temporary small camp in Rhode Island

The young man sat beside the fire bored, poking the burning fire with a wooden stick from time to time, while ACE frowned beside the young man.

To be honest, ACE is not worried that Rhodes Island will be attacked, because the strength is here, but, even so, the waiting time is a bit too long.

"Ace, haven't those people come yet? I'll wait until the flowers are gone"

"Oh, isn't this coming?"

In ACE's field of vision, a group of pedestrians were slowly walking over from the darkness, most of them were Sarkaz, and the leader was a strange man in thick clothes with cans.

Moreover, there are many boxes on the pack animals behind these Sarkaz...

The appearance of the box means that this guy is probably a wasteland trader, not the so-called wanderer tribe. Most of these trader are very professional.

"Oh, good evening, my dear friend, I knew there would be guests when I saw the fire, and look! There they are."

"Are you a wasteland merchant?"

"Yes, you can call me Mr. Goodinnuff, or you can simply call me Cannott!"

Cannault sat beside the fire very familiarly, and behind him, the group of Sarkaz also began to rest on the spot, and moved the goods off the pack animals.

The young man sitting by the fire, looking at the unhostile wasteland businessman, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He really wanted to try the emergency pistol.

"Then Mr. Cannault, what do you want to do? Blindly approaching outsiders at night in the wasteland, isn't this the way a businessman should behave?"

ACE moved his hands and feet, and Cannault paused when he heard it, and then he was about to explain something, when his eyes were attracted by the tank behind the young man.

Standing up stiffly, he walked over quickly, but was stopped by ACE before he got close.

"What do you want to do? I don't think we know each other that well"

ACE's voice was quite deep, like a beast about to attack. Of course, ACE would not attack Cannault on his own initiative, it would be better to say that he was saving Cannault.

He turned his head and glanced at the young man. At this moment, the young man was punching behind ACE, as if he was waiting for Cannault's approach.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but that vehicle is too attractive to me...I'm very sorry, I apologize to you and your companions."

"That's good…"

"So... May I ask if this vehicle is for sale? If you sell it, I can exchange all my current goods with you!"

Although Cannault calmed down and chatted with ACE, most of the time his eyes still drifted to the tank, a vehicle that had never appeared on this land.

Maybe it will bring a new change to the world.

"Well, it looks like you don't want to sell...then why don't you take a look at my merchant's goods? These are all good things."

Cannott turned his head to look at Sarkaz behind him. The Sarkaz moved the goods over naturally, and the young people who were very curious about new things also came up.

His goods are really miscellaneous, from books to broken weapons, from badges to the bread that he ate in the snow field before, it can be said to be everything...

"Friend, do you want to buy something? For the sake of showing me new things, I can give you a [-]% discount for the first one."

"..."

It seems that he is really a wasteland merchant. If he is a real wasteland merchant, then there is no need to be too afraid. Wasteland merchants follow the rules, and there are also wasteland merchants who do not follow the rules.

But most of them will be rejected by other wasteland merchants. They don't want rat droppings in their porridge.

Although ACE didn't continue to talk, the young man walked up to those Sarkaz and looked at the goods on the ground. Most of these goods were scrap iron, but some of them were quite interesting.

For example... an armillary sphere-like object made of unknown means.

"Cannott, right, you don't have any good stuff here"

The young man picked up the armillary sphere and made gestures. The workmanship of this thing is indeed very good, but... it's just that, it's just a small antique, and most of the other products are useless.

This Wasteland Merchant doesn't live up to his name.

"Ahaha, this guest from Yan Country, these are just the things I usually bring. If you want something special, you can place an order in advance."

"Placing an order in advance?"

"Yes, from vehicle machinery to small snacks and drinks, as long as you want, there is nothing I can't buy."

"Well…"

"And something else!"

Seeing that the young man lost interest, Cannault directly opened his coat, and there were some strange bottles hanging in his coat, which were not big, and none of them were products of the same company.

"Look, this is a poison concocted by an Anura, it can kill people without seeing blood."

"..."

"There is also this, a non-sale product from the medical organization Rhodes Island, a highly effective Originium inhibitor"

"... "

"And this, a drop of blood from the legendary god..."

"That Mr. Cannott, you, are you a tentacle monster?"

The young man looked at the tentacles inside Cannault's clothes, and couldn't help but take two steps back. This guy is a man, right?The voice is definitely a man, right?Why are there tentacles in the clothes?

It's terrible, this person is not good, he can't be with... God knows if he is a human being.

"Oh dear friend, please don't bother with such details"

"Forget it, it's too expensive if you're interested, and you don't want to buy it if you're not interested"

The young man turned around and walked towards his tent. Anyway, there was no major problem.

However, the races in this world do not seem to be limited to land races, and the races in the ocean will also go to land to do business... Well, there are too many unreasonable things.

Instead it became normal...

"It seems that my products are not attractive enough. There is no way to do this? Please allow me to stay here for one night, and I will leave here tomorrow. Maybe we will meet again. At that time, you will definitely be grateful Items of interest."

After Cannault finished speaking, he instructed the Sarkaz to start building tents, and the young man... To be honest, he was really not interested in his products, but insisted that he was the most interested.

I'm afraid it's the Sarkaz behind him. Walker.com has been saying that he should pull people back to the base.

"Fehn...we may be busy after returning to Rhodes Island"

"Huh? How do you say that?"

"Just now he sold the origin stone inhibitor produced in Rhodes Island. This inhibitor is only sold in the company we allow, and Kannaught has a lot in his arms...you understand me, right?"

"Oh, that is, the company that cooperates with Rhodes Island has an insider? But isn't Rhodes Island a pharmaceutical company? At worst, let it go and sell it?"

"Fehn, I'm here to support Kelsey. The market for infected people is too chaotic. Rhodes Island is too small, and it's easy to be torn apart by the waves inside."

"To put it simply, Rhodes Island is too weak and has no power, right?"

"you can say it this way."

Rhode Island is too weak, this is a fact.

As for cooperating with Rhodes Island... that is even more impossible.

Just kidding, I plan to poach Rhode Island away, who will cooperate with the poached object?Being able to come here as a sleeper... an operator is already very good.

Chapter 43 Necessary Sacrifice!

Cannott is a true wasteland trader

He didn't make any small moves at night, not only that, but he got up and left here at dawn, and even... even re-lit the fire.

And left some... well, something like food on the fire.

"Oh, today is a day of hope too! Praise the sun!"

The young man got out of the tent, raised his mask facing the sun... and raised his hands.

Today's weather is very clear and cloudless, not only that, but the wind is also very gentle today, like a lover's hand caressing the cheek... Well, it probably is like this.

"Wooha... good morning, brother Foefeng"

"Oh, good morning Lisa!"

Lisa yawned and crawled out of the jackal vehicle, and the young man also greeted her, but before Lisa got close, the young man saw her two dark circles.

Could it be that Lisa is homesick, so she can't sleep?Or did the air temperature regulator inside the Jackal vehicle not allow Lisa to get a good night's sleep?

"Brother Foehn, Uncle ACE and the others haven't woken up yet?"

"Oh, ACE and the others were on alert last night in the middle of the night, and they are still resting now, but Aomame and the others woke up...the food is also there."

"Brother Foehn, do you need me to warm you up?"

"Then trouble you."

Lisa nodded slightly, then yawned and walked towards the fire, while the young man directly looked down at the communicator. The jackal vehicle was controlled by Walkernet.

He must have known why Lisa hadn't slept well.

"Walkernet, Lisa, didn't she sleep last night?"

[Leader, Lisa definitely didn't watch the animation, and I definitely didn't show her the animation, absolutely! 】

"So, you watched the animation with her all night?"

[Leader, leader, can watching animation be called watching?We are... to criticize the ways of the world in another world, to weigh whether we can do better from our own perspective, and to learn from the relatively good experience, and denounce those shortcomings that should not be there]

"What time did you stay up late?"

【Leader... staying up late hurts your health, so we stayed up all night】

"Well done, don't come here like this next time."

Good guy, you, an artificial intelligence, took a child to watch the show all night, and you still talk to me so confidently?Luckily this is Terra, so there won't be any major problems.

Well, considering that this world will not have such excellent animations, let's let Walker.com go for now. If there is a next time, then at least I will pull myself along.

"Brother Foehn, the food is ready! Come and eat!"

"Oh!"

-

Inside the Jackal Vehicle

After breakfast, the vehicles started to go back to Rhodes Island, and the young man also carried Lisa to follow ACE and the others, so I have to say something here.

Lisa, who was sitting in the co-pilot this morning, felt a little shaky because she stayed up late to watch the show with Walker.com last night.

It's no wonder that she is just a child, and she can't be compared with the type of young people who can stay up all night and be alive the next day.

During the steady progress in the afternoon, Lisa finally couldn't stand it anymore, and fell on the young man's shoulder in a daze.

"Ha... huh..."

[Leader, she is asleep, do you need me to wake her up? 】

"Who are you blaming? Walker.com?"

【It must be the fault of that bald head】

"Come on, put the seat in automatic mode"

[Good leader! 】

The controller in the middle of the seat sank slowly, and the young man gently placed Lisa's head on his lap, looking at the sleeping little guy, the young man looked at the screen.

"How much time is left before returning to Rhodes Island?"

[Almost an hour's journey...we will return to Rhodes Island soon]

Walker.com's calculations are different from someone else's, and there has never been a mistake, so how long he said is generally how long... but more than an hour.

This mission ended so quickly, and it didn't happen even once, which was really disappointing.

Right, one more thing.

“沃克3.|千[资源[.群,"中#转.群[7(.4"{6^[2,1[*5!}5-5&9}