Under the light of the street lights that were not very spaced, Long Yuehong walked slowly along the street, observing whether there were elderly local residents.
In the process, he was inevitably drawn to the dazzling array of goods at the stalls, and was interested in the strange things found in the ruins of different cities.
After walking forward for a while, Long Yuehong stopped in front of a stall.
There are many jade, jade, and diamond jewelry here.
He felt that his mother didn't seem to have anything similar, and wanted to get her one or two.
——Inside "Pangu Biotechnology", the jewelry of ordinary employees is mainly silk flowers and hairpins, necklaces, earrings, rings, brooches, and silk scarves that have not been passed down for generations, or are picked up by employees of the "Safety Department" when they go out to "pick up garbage".
Long Yuehong squatted down, picked up a diamond necklace that looked quite dazzling, and looked at it carefully for a while.
He was unable to discern whether this was good-looking for women, so he could only consider it from another perspective:
Gold and silver jewelry are more practical, even if you replace them and your mother doesn't like them, you can use them as equivalents.
——During the trip, Long Yuehong, Shang Jianyao and others learned some economic concepts from Jiang Baimian.
"Why don't you have gold jewelry?" Long Yuehong took the diamond necklace, swept it around, and asked suspiciously.
The stall owner was a gray man with a beard, and replied angrily:
"Some gold and silver are collected by the caravan, do you still need to take them out and sell them?"
Also, these are all items with industrial purposes and can also be used as currency...... After Long Yuehong was relieved, she put down the diamond necklace.
He felt that the stall owner's attitude was not very good and he didn't want to trade items with him.
As soon as he stood up, the stall owner also stood up and shouted:
"Outsiders, don't you know the rules of our Tarnan?
"You must buy what you have picked up and seen!
"You've touched it with your hands, why do others want it?"
Long Yuehong was surprised and a little frightened, and was about to explain that she didn't know about this situation, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man suspected of being a local resident playing with a set of white porcelain dishes in the stall next door, put it back, and slowly turned around and left.
In the process, no one stopped him, and no one made him have to buy it.
Long Yuehong, who had a lot of gray and dirt experience, suddenly woke up, pulled up the corners of his clothes, and revealed the pistol on his arming belt.
The stall owner smiled disdainfully:
"Do you want to grab it directly?
"I don't think you know how powerful the Robot Guard is!"
Of course, Long Yuehong remembered the law of "Tarnan prohibits private fighting", and what she did just now was just an attitude.
He looked up at the surveillance camera on the nearby street lamp and asked the stall owner:
"Do you want to hit me?
"This seems to be a private fight."
The stall owner smiled:
"Private fights without weapons, the robot guards don't care."
As he spoke, the owners of the two stalls next to him also stood up to strengthen his momentum.
"So that's how it is." Long Yuehong got the answer she wanted and made a look of enlightenment.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step, did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward.
When he and Bai Chen were operating in Wild Grass City before, he received corresponding teachings:
In the face of a similar situation, don't show a weak posture, even if the opponent has fierce firepower and can really kill you, you have to bluff.
Of course, if the enemy doesn't eat this set at all, then there's an old saying:
"Those who know current affairs are handsome."
Almost a minute later, Long Yuehong patted her clothes, looked down at the stall owner and his two companions who fell to the ground, and said "puzzled":
"It's really strange, why isn't it a private fight if you don't move your weapon?"
The stall owner and his two companions curled up in a ball, covering their stomachs, moaning in pain, unable to answer.
Frankly speaking, the three of them really went together, Long Yuehong's fists may not be able to compete with six hands, after all, he couldn't cause death, but he unexpectedly took the lead in attacking, fought a time difference, and quickly solved the main goal before the stall owner's companions reacted, and then took advantage of the other two's weakness of taking care of the stall goods and shrinking their hands and feet, and easily dealt with them.
Seeing that the pedestrians around him and other stall owners did not interfere in this matter, Long Yuehong had a deeper understanding of the rules of survival on the gray soil:
In contemporary times when order is not fully established, a big fist is the last word.
He felt a little more confident in his heart and walked forward.
As he walked, he saw a familiar figure:
Shang Jianyao stood in the middle of the street, looking left, right, and forward, looking very hesitant, as if he couldn't make up his mind about something important.
Hey, will he have this kind of time too? Long Yuehong was curious for a while, and had the idea of going up and asking.
At this moment, he saw the situation on the street clearly:
On the right, a group of people gathered there, dancing strange dances to the beat of drums on the stereo, shouting "Praise you, the door to a new world" from time to time;
On the left, another group of people gathered around the half-height wooden platform, singing loudly "The world is illusory, Nanke is a dream" and "The mirage dragon is supreme, the broken mirror lasts forever", bringing out an ethereal and sacred feeling.
In front of the iron pot, there is a very thin pillar, a woman stands on the top of the pillar, fully open her arms, showing her symmetry and balance to the fullest.
When her gaze was withdrawn, Long Yuehong already understood what Shang Jianyao was embarrassed about:
There are three different sects here, dancing, singing, and fried chicken wings that he can't choose!
This is really a crucial crossroads in Shang Jianyao's life...... Long Yuehong's heart suddenly flashed a line from the radio drama.
In fact, if these three were not too close, he felt that Shang Jianyao would definitely "want them all".
At the same time, he also preliminarily confirmed which of the three sects they were:
One is the "Crucible Sect" they have just encountered, the other is the "Glory Scale" mentioned by Felin, the leader of the "Rootless" merchant group, and the other is the order that believes in the "Shattered Mirror" in November.
Tarnan is really lively...... Long Yuehong decided not to worry about business and continued her "adventure".
Although he is also a bit greedy for fried chicken wings, he is not one to betray his faith for the sake of communion.
Past the serious and hesitant Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong walked forward for dozens of meters.
With a blink of an eye, he saw an old lady sitting at the entrance of the alley.
The old lady was wrapped in a thick dark red cotton jacket, with a wicker chair under her, her hair was already gray, and she was obviously not young.
There was no stall in front of her, it seemed that she was just coming out to feel the excitement.
Seeing that the other party was a gray man, Long Yuehong plucked up the courage, leaned over, and shouted politely:
"Mother-in-law, can I ask you something?"
The old lady raised her head and opened her mouth:
「#%&^*&*」
Long Yuehong was stunned when he heard this.
It was only then that he discovered that some branch dialects of the Greek language could be more difficult to understand than the Red River language.
What can I do? Just when Long Yuehong retreated and was about to take a polite farewell, the old lady unhurriedly took out a palm-sized black electronic product from her pocket, pressed a button, and repeated her previous words again.
Then, the black object emitted an electronic synthesized sound:
"The young man is very polite, what do you want to ask?"
Long Yuehong briefly forgot her mission and blurted out:
"What is this?"
He had confirmed that the other party understood his gray language.
After the old lady chattered again, the black electronic product made a sound again:
"This is an old world 'translator', repaired by mechanical heaven.
"Last time, a caravan gave me a bunch of canned food in exchange for my food, vegetables and livestock, and it was very useful."
"Indeed." Long Yuehong gradually understood the words of Shifang Trading Company Means:
There is nothing strange about Tarnan, that is, there are more robots, electronic products, and mechanical products.
While thinking about whether to tell the team leader to get one or two spares, Long Yuehong asked instead:
"Mother-in-law, are you a local?"
"Yes." The old lady used the "translator" to communicate with Long Yuehong, "I have been in the new calendar for 3 years, and it has been more than forty years, and the children have children. None of my friends in the southern region lived to my age, either they were killed by robbers, or they encountered war, plague, famine, or when they were a little older, all kinds of diseases came."
Long Yuehong praised the venue with a few words of praise and got to the point:
"Mother-in-law, you have been in Tarnan for so many years, do you know what 'Mechanical Heaven' wants most?"
The old lady recalled and said:
"They want a lot, but they have never gotten it, they haven't done it, or there are a lot of things that don't exist at all, such as 'nuclear power miniaturization technology', 'ultra-high-performance battery technology', key data for controllable nuclear fusion research in the old world, the construction of the oil pipeline from the 'Coastal Alliance' to Tarnam, and the repair of more railway lines between the two places.
"......" Long Yuehong's expression stiffened when she heard this.
Mineral resources and infrastructure are not mentioned, if the previous needs, if the "old adjustment team" can get or get out, they can directly enter the process of "saving the world".
After a few seconds, Long Yuehong asked unwillingly:
"They don't have anything else, do they want anything in particular?"
The old lady thought for a while before saying:
"Yes.
"When I first came to Tharnan, 'Mechanical Heaven' was looking for a person with a bounty, his name was Maximian, a native of the Red River, who seemed to be a scientist.
"This reward has been offered for many years, but then I don't know if I found it or gave up, so there is no follow-up."
Maximian...... Long Yuehong wrote down the name and asked:
"Do you remember the characteristics of that person?"
The old lady replied without hesitation:
"I don't remember, I didn't take on this task at all, I heard someone mention it."
Long Yuehong asked:
"Then who took it?"
"That old immortal took it." The old lady said with a smile, "The current president of the guild, Old Man Gu Bogu."
(End of this chapter)