Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

"So what do you want to eat? I have most of the ingredients in my space."

Xia Zhihui looked at the system backpack interface in front of him. There were a lot of canned food, red meat, rock crabs, cave salamanders and even vegetables and fruits.

After Bronya finished analyzing the march speed of the ground fire support, several people also understood that now was not the best time to go directly to negotiate with Swaro. They could indeed wait a little longer.

Therefore, when faced with Xia Zhihui's inquiry, several people were not polite and found a nearby place to sit and wait for their meal.

March 7 sat on the stone, pressed the corner of her white skirt, and suddenly thought of a question.

"Are we going to wash this pot too?"

Xing glanced at March Qi calmly.

"if not?"

"Well, I don't want to wash it anymore, Dan Heng, the almighty Dan Heng, can you order a fully automatic dishwasher from Interstellar Peace Company?"

Dan Heng also calmly turned his head and glanced at March Qi.

"I agree, but I have to return to the outskirts of the upper district before I can contact Himeko and the others."

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Xia Zhihui let out a funny laugh, like a devil.

"March 7! You can't escape!"

"After Swaro's matter is resolved, I will watch you wash the pot before letting you go to the upper area!"

Looking at the rampant Xia Zhihui, March 7 held her head in despair.

"No, if you have to do this, you might as well..."

"What better?"

Xia Zhihui is very curious, why not?

Gu, kill me?

Xing said.

"How about going to the dock and ordering some fries?"

March 7 shook her head, how is it possible, this lady is not a seagull!

"Why don't you give me some juice now?"

Xia Zhihui fell silent, feeling that his conscience was condemned.

Of course he was... dissatisfied with such a simple wish!

Who would put a juicer in a system backpack?

After a few people had a small meal, they set off to enter the homeless camp.

Several people came from the large mining area. The terrain here is relatively high. After walking down a long slope, there is the homeless camp.

There are no signboards or fences on the outside of the camp, just some scattered tents. The closer you get to the center of the camp, the more regular and dense the tents are set up.

There is also a trail left in the middle for two or three people to pass. There is also an open space at the intersection of the trails.

There are several bonfires in the middle of the open space. Some people are sitting next to them, listening to a rapper making gestures. There are also small windproof tents set up next to the bonfires, with the tent openings open and a face lying inside. Pale, tightly wrapped sick.

Bronya saw a familiar child and quickly went over to call him.

"Eric, did you sell the medal?"

Eric, who was suddenly called, realized that it was the eldest sister who had given him the medal before, and nodded quickly.

"Sold. I'm going to ask someone to send my dad to Panyan Town."

Xia Zhihui also came closer, not caring how long it had been since Eric had done personal cleaning, and directly reached out and touched his little head.

"Don't worry, we will go back after a while, and we will be with your father then."

He knew that Natasha was on her way to the Mechanical Settlement, but at this time, he couldn't tell her.

In case Elio's prediction is wrong, after adding his variable, the battle between Wumingke and his group and Shivaro will not be won.

The support of Earth Fire is the final trump card.

Eric nodded in understanding, and with Xia Zhihui's wave, he got into the tent jungle.

Bronya sighed, said nothing, and walked forward firmly.

Seeing this, Sambo quickly followed.

"Miss Bronya, you're going the wrong way, over here!"

A few people passed through the homeless camp and walked a little further down the road. Only then did they see a huge iron gate in the middle of the road, blocking communication between the two sides.

This double-open iron gate is several meters high, giving people a solid and reliable feeling. There is a traffic light robot half a man tall guarding it next to it.

But several people present could actually break in easily.

Xi'er has quietly summoned the sickle.

Sambo hurriedly stopped him.

"Oh, Miss Xi'er, I can't help it!"

"This iron door is Swaro's last warning to the wanderers. Although it is not strong, there is no need for us to challenge the authority of the underground guardian. Why don't we put this guy down first?"

"Besides, isn't it a bit disrespectful to talk about things after breaking down someone's door?"

This makes sense. After all, we are here to negotiate. We should be polite before fighting. Xi'er nodded, took back the sickle, and asked.

"Now what?"

March 7th jumped out and appeared in front of everyone.

"Look at me!"

Dan Heng had already anticipated what would happen, and he crossed his chest with one hand and covered his face with the other.

I saw March 7th with his hands on his hips and a long voice with a smile on his face.

"Open the door!"

Xing and Xia Zhihui were silent, as if there were crows flying in the sky.

Bronya, Xi'er and Sambo watched in confusion as the expression on March Qi's face changed from full of smile, to slightly confused, then to disbelief, and finally her dream was shattered.

Finally, Bronya asked.

"What's wrong? What is that, a universal password?"

Dan Heng had a plain face and exposed the shortcomings without any politeness.

"Although the origin of the password she read from the train fairy tale book is unknown, it wouldn't be effective if it were placed here, right?"

Xia Zhihui covered his mouth, trying not to laugh out loud.

Xier put her hands on her hips and looked at Sambo.

"After you take the order, the service must be in place, otherwise I will give you a bad review later."

"Open the door for us, or I will kill it."

Bad review? How could Mr. Sambo, a happy-go-lucky man, be afraid of bad reviews!

Sambo rubbed his hands like a fly, with a flattering smile on his face.

"No, Miss Xi'er, it's really inappropriate to open the door in front of so many people in the homeless camp!"

"My old Sangbo has always been very trustworthy when doing business. If you don't believe me, just ask Xia Zhihui. He has had the most contact with me in recent years!"

"If you say I'm a guide, I'll let you meet Swaro no matter what."

Hearing this, Xi'er glanced at Xia Zhihui.

"Sambo has had the most contact with you in these years?"

"You weren't tricked by him, were you?"

The implication is, I am here, if you are cheated by him, I will help you beat him up.

Xia Zhihui nodded and then shook his head.

"It didn't trick me very much, so don't worry about it."

There's nothing wrong with it. It's normal for the two of them to trick each other, but the transactions between them are indeed completed.

He has cooperated quite a lot with Sambo over the years, mainly because the two of them teamed up to buy and resell materials in the upper area, most of which were through Sambo's channels.

It can be said that he led Xia Zhihui to make a fortune, and Xia Zhihui was able to have enough resources to feed the children in the children's commune in the year after the snowfield greenhouse was built, before the fruits and vegetables could grow.