Chapter 15: Waste Land Times 5

Among the scavengers, the oldest are in their forties, and the youngest are only seventeen or eighty years old. This is not due to the earlier development of Western races.
　　 Su Ziyu did not see a person over fifty.
Nearly half of these people's bodies showed some strange traumas, some were like scars after burning, and some were like hyperplastic cuticles. This is more obvious for people who are older, and those who look younger It's a bit normal. Just as Su Ziyu's eyes fell on a twenties-year-old woman with long maroon hair, the other party looked at him with interest, and then suddenly smiled and flicked a kiss at him.
　　 Su Ziyu could not help but looked away.
　　 At this time, Pasha came to his side, glanced at the woman who made a sound of laughter there, and stretched out his hand to get him directly into a big truck.
　　There are many mechanical parts stacked on the truck, where should they be removed.
　　 These scavengers also have guns in their hands, but they look more peaceful and will not give people a lunatic feeling like looters. On the other side of the truck were two men, one black and one white, all looked like half-blood, the black man's lips were a little dry, and there was a drainage bubble in the corner of his mouth. At the moment, he was pulling something around the paper and pumping it to his mouth, noting Su Zi After seeing the fish and Pasha, he grinned and said, "Would you like one? This is a good thing!"
　　 Both shook their heads and looked away.
　　 The black man didn't care anymore. He took a gulp after igniting himself, and then gave it to the mixed white man next to them. They held the gun in their hands. They looked tired, and after a few gulp, they became a little dazed.
　　 decadent, depressed, passable, lifeless.
　　 Su Ziyu saw no hope in their eyes. These scavengers sat in the car resting and looked like a dead body.
　　 quickly.
　　 They arrived near the camp.
　　 Looking far away, Su Ziyu's expression was a bit disappointing, because he thought it would be a city, at least a decent town, but unfortunately it looks like an oversized garbage dump here. A lot of plastic was piled outside, rusty steel was thrown around randomly, a lot of green-headed flies were circling on the garbage pile, a large circle of rusty iron plates was built into a fence, and someone stood guard with a gun at the gate.
　　 "Let me see you smoking these things again, I will break your leg!" The angry voice of the German man came.
　　 Su Ziyu looked over and saw that he pulled a suspected cigarette from the mouth of a 16-year-old boy, then threw it directly on the ground and stepped on it.
　　 "Who is giving him this thing! Don't blame me for being merciless!" The German man looked serious and looked at the others with a cold look.
　　 Then a slightly fat middle-aged white man came over.
　　 The German man put on a smiley face in the next second and greeted him: "Hi! Bob! Old man! How have you been recently?"
　　 "It's okay." The slightly fat middle-aged white man hugged him, glanced at the things in the car, and asked, "How is the harvest? Are there German and Chinese products?"
　　 The German man smiled a little embarrassedly: "Most of the products I found this time are Japanese products. However, the quality of Japanese products is also okay and barely usable, is it?"
　　 "Japanese goods." The man named Bob smiled a little fakely and said, "It's all Japanese goods!"
"You know."
　　 "The quality of Japanese products is not very good. The ones I have found now are scrapped after a few uses."
　　 "I can only give you the price..."
Bob stretched out three fingers and saw the German man's eyebrows clenched for a while. He then smiled and patted the German man's shoulder and said, "Old man. The next time I found a Chinese product, I still give you the original Price. I know there is a place where there are a lot of Chinese goods."
　　 "Only you can find alloy steel that can make exoskeleton armor, I will give you this number!..."
　　The two of them walked all the way along their shoulders.
The teenager who was reprimanded by the German man at the beginning stooped to pick up the cigarette that was stepped on the ground. He patted the dust on the ground, noticed the sight of Su Ziyu, and pouted his lips. With a warning look, he turned to hide behind the car and took a sip with the fire. The other scavengers also lazily walked into the camp. The long-haired woman with brown hair who kissed Su Ziyu at the beginning also blinked at him, sticking out the tongue with small metal nails and licking her lips. It means a strange smile.
　　 "Far away from her." Pasha's cold voice suddenly sounded: "If you don't want to get sexually transmitted diseases."
　　The two of them walked towards the gate.
　　 "Pasha!" A sturdy black woman ran over and gave Pasha a hug: "Thank goodness! You're fine! Great!..."
　　 "I almost thought you..."
　　Pasha broke away from the other's arms a bit awkwardly, and pointed to Su Ziyu next to him: "He saved me."
　　 "Thank you! Man!" The black woman threw another hug, Su Ziyu stunned and did not hide, feeling like she was hit by a black bear.
　　 "Marcela. We're going first." Pasara ran quickly with the squid.
There are many people in the camp.
　　Pasha should have some status here. Many guards are saying hello to her, and there are some scrutiny eyes falling on the body next to Su Ziyu. The streets here are a bit dirty. There are a lot of plastic garbage piled on both sides of the road, and some discarded parts thrown away after being removed. There are two young men who look like Indians on the street opposite. Roasted rat meat, which read-"Ten yuan three."
　　 Currency is issued by chaebols.
　　 But it is not very convenient to circulate. Other currencies include gold, silver and other precious metals, but the hardest currency is still drugs, especially anti-radiation drugs. There are still many people in the roast mouse stall. Most of them seem to be scavengers. Not everyone will buy it with money. Su Ziyu saw a lame man swapping six roasted big ones with a mechanical watch. mouse. These big mice are bigger than the rabbits in memory. They are only roasted and squeaked with oil. Some people are sitting on the street and nibbling. The drink is a yellow soda-like thing. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
　　 "Want to try it?" Pasha quipped.
　　 Su Ziyu quickly shook her head when she heard the words.
Many of the people here have mechanical prostheses, but some people don’t have mechanical prostheses. Su Ziyu saw a young man who was cleaning the street. He was very thin and had a dark complexion. One of his arms was normal. The other arm looked like an eight or nine year old child. After noticing Su Ziyu's sight, he lowered his head and left quickly.
　　Pasha sighed and said nothing, patting his shoulder and saying, "Go. I will take you to the hotel first."
　　 There is a scrapped car in front of the hotel.
　　The logo above is Maserati. It looks tattered and dusty, and there is a row of bullet marks on the surface. The decoration of the hotel is like a mechanical punk. It has a dark and decadent feeling. There are many strange metal parts on the wall. There is an old record player on the counter. It looks like an unusable decoration.
　　 The boss is a man in his fifties. This is the first person Su Ziyu sees who looks younger than fifty.
　　 "Open a room for him." Pasha said.
　　 They got a lot of spoils from the predators, but the most valuable box was thrown into the stinky ditch by the squid, and the rest can bring some currency medicine.
　　 A young man took Su Ziyu to the room upstairs.
　　Pasha greeted the old man with a ridiculous look, pulled him over, and lowered his voice, saying, "You are not allowed to let those blue pools disturb him at night! Have you heard?"
　　 The old man smiled and sorted his clothes and said: "Understood."
　　Pasha glanced at the staircase dimly, and then went upstairs casually.
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