The end of the day is a dump

The red iron wasteland is just like its scenery. The [-]-square-meter plain is full of discarded metals. They are densely packed and layered on top of each other. No one knows what its predecessor was like, and why there are so many abandoned here. The dropped metal, if you look carefully, you can find unwanted cars, tanks, safes, gallows here, and if you are lucky, you can even find a rocket that no one wants here, of course only the shell is left Rocket.

In this way, these metals that have been neglected for many years have combined into a boundless wasteland, where iron blocks are piled up into hills, iron sheets are used to build houses, and the empty shells of cars and large iron objects have become children's paradise. There is everything, but there is no land and plants, only rusty or almost rusty scrap iron, most of which have taken off the outer paint to reveal oxidized red flesh, if these iron pieces have a human-like appearance Life, there is no difference between this place and the mass graves, there are rotting flesh everywhere, and the poor worms that parasitize these flesh.

"I didn't expect so many people to live here." The man who spoke was a man who was estimated to be 1.9 meters tall, with a strong physique, and his voice was deep and deep. A man with vicissitudes.But it's a pity that this man wore a thick scarf on his face, and it was impossible to see whether he really had traces of time.

"I come from such a place, it's not surprising." The person following the man replied nonchalantly. You can't see your face with the scarf on, but you can still tell that it's a young woman from the voice.

"I will depend on you for the future, Wuxue." The man stopped, took out the water bottle from his waist, and drank it. The water slid down his chin and mixed with the sweat on his neck. got together.

The woman named Wuxue ignored the man, she just found a place with a shade nearby and sat down. The sunshade looked like an excavator shovel, and there were a few big tires scattered nearby. .

Wuxue also unscrewed her water bottle, put it under the scarf and drank it carefully, for fear of spilling half a drop, then took out a pocket watch-shaped instrument from her pocket, which showed latitude and longitude, and there was a red dot on the instrument Flashing to the northwest of them.

The man also walked over, sat down beside Wuxue, squinted at the instrument, and asked cautiously, "How far are we from it?"

"If we walk according to the pace just now, there should be two hours left. Let's rest for a while and start after half an hour." Wuxue put the instrument into her arms as she said.

Seeing that Wuxue didn't speak, the man also fell silent, and the silence didn't last long. The man moved towards Wuxue again, and said in the same cautious tone as before: "You said that our ticket doesn't need to be stolen. How can the buyer be willing to give us so much money without killing people? Tell me...is this a fraud?"

"Torre, you can go back if you are afraid." The woman looked at the man sideways, and said sarcastically.Although the woman could not see her face, there was a different kind of style between her eyebrows and eyes. It seemed that the face under the bib was not as resolute as her appearance.

"No, no, that's not what I mean." The man named Torre waved his hand: "It's all up to you that I can enter the industry. Not everyone can do a bounty hunter. You are willing to take me. This is what I practiced in my previous life." It's a blessing, I won't ask any more questions, I'll do what you say, so it's okay."

Wuxue sighed silently in her heart. If Torrey wasn't Joanna's husband, she would not be willing to take such a novice out on errands given her current embarrassing situation.Naturally, she would not take on such a worthless task. Once upon a time, she would kill a person for three catties of gold, but now the job of finding things is only worth two taels of gold plus three packs of antibiotics. She is embarrassed to share it equally with Torre.

"Stop talking," Wuxue's voice softened a little: "You can leave your gratitude to Qiongna, I'll take it as repayment, take a good rest, we'll be on our way soon."

"Hey." Torre nodded. He knew that Wuxue didn't like him, so he didn't interrupt anymore. He just sat quietly and watched the popularity of the Red Iron Wasteland.

Before coming here with Wuxue, Torre never thought that there are still people living in this place. There is no electricity, no water, and no land. Most people in the city think this is a real wasteland, without life and soul, but this Thor saw a lot of people along the way, all of them were old, weak, sick and disabled, and the children were skinny, but they didn't realize how poor they were, and they were still playing happily in the wasteland with unwanted scrap iron. They may have never seen a more interesting toy when they are lifted up as a shield, or the person holding the bicycle wheel rolls farther than anyone else, but they all have a happy look on their faces, which can only be seen on the faces of adults. In all kinds of desperation, they are constantly cleaning up copper or cables in scrap iron. Anything useful can make them sell for a small sum of money, so that they can live for a while. Torrey thinks that his family is not doing well. That's right, at least there is a house, a few acres of fields, and clothes and shelters. The people here really seem to have nothing.

"Different people have different ways of living." Wuxue expressed Torre's thoughts in one word: "I will give you a new way of living now. If you want to live well, don't sympathize with others."

Torre heard the meaning of Wuxue's words, and hurriedly put away his pityful eyes and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

"Don't dawdle, let's go, get the things and stay here overnight, and try to get to Ke Town tomorrow to resume the task." Wuxue patted Torre on the shoulder, stood up from the ground, and the sun hit her face again. At the same time, she was greeted with that hot feeling. Wuxue routinely checked whether the hinges on the clothes and bags were intact, and continued to walk towards the target with renewed energy.

The two headed westward, chasing the sun, but it didn't mean they could catch up with the sun. The originally hot fireball became gentle as it set in the west, and the dazzling light became round and warm, looking like a bright red and The round egg yolk reflects the whole wasteland into boundless red, which makes people wonder whether the red iron wasteland is named after the oxidized red rust, or is it because of this desolate scenery?The sunset of the sun also means the end of the day, and people in this steel land also set up smoke, accompanied by such smog, everything in front of the desolate is like a retro oil painting, and the warm colors reflect the difficult Defeat described in words.

"I didn't expect to see a beautiful side in such a place." Torre began his self-muttering again: "If someone sings a ballad from afar, maybe it will make all this more shocking and tragic. "

This time, I got a response from Wuxue. Thinking about it, this woman who often licks blood at the edge of a knife rarely has time to calm down and stop at the scenery in front of her: "Yes, but it is destined that there will be no folk songs here..."

"Your Majesty taught me to patrol the mountains~, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yier, yier, he has dozens of changes, yier oh yier yier, especially the little fly, yier oh yier yo..."

With the direction of the wind, this weird singing voice faintly came from a distance. Although Wuxue didn't want to admit that it was a folk song, she did have a feeling of being slapped hotly on her face.

"Why don't we go first?" Torrey said sternly.

"En." Wuxue nodded, took out the detector to confirm the direction, and pulled the shoulder straps on both sides of the backpack to make them fit her body better, and then continued walking.

"Your Majesty taught me to patrol the mountains~ After visiting the southern mountains, I will patrol the northern mountains..."

As Wuxue got closer to the goal, this ridiculous singing sound was getting closer and closer. Wuxue was not a person full of curiosity, but this ear-piercing singing made her unable to change her focus. Wuxue instinctively Looking in the direction of the singing, I saw a person pulling a large cart in the distance. There were a lot of things piled up on the cart, which presumably were scrap iron or the like. I couldn't see the singer's face, but listening to the singing was also I can feel that this is a hearty and happy person. At that time, Wuxue wanted to tell Torre that there would be absolutely no one with a rich heart to sing in such a place. It seemed that she was really wrong.

"Wuxue, that person seems to be coming towards us?" Torrey's eyes were also locked on that person, and indeed he saw the person pulling the scooter humming a weird song towards them.

The author has something to say: Torrey is Joanna's husband, Joanna will appear later, this is a very important person in Wuxue's childhood