Iron slag recovered from the side effects of the stimulant, frowning a little annoyed, as if recalling what had just happened.

"Brother Tie, now that your doping has been out of control for longer and longer, it's better not to use it anymore." The big fat guy has arrived.

"We didn't need to do it just now, we were already dead." Iron Slag shook his head.

"I didn't get things done!" The big fat guy sighed, "I really didn't expect that the thirteenth silver city would put its hand into Xiros's house." ”

"They're shameless!" You Ge waved his white fist and gritted his teeth, "The people of the thirteenth silver city are the most unruly, especially the people of the Lei Ling family, they can do whatever it takes to the extreme for the sake of profit. ”

At this time, You Ge found that the iron slag and the big fat guy were all looking at her with disdain, and the expressions on their faces seemed to be, "The people above you are all the same. ’

"Our seventeenth people are different...... You Ge learned the tone of the iron slag, "forget it, you won't understand." ”

Next, Iron Slag and Big Fat Guy rummaged through the gas station for a while, cleaned out all the valuable things and threw them into the pickup truck. Then, the two found several barrels of fuel in the gas station, filling the fuel tanks of the pickup truck and the locomotive, respectively. After doing this, they skillfully poured the remaining fuel all over the gas station, and the last fire burned.

Looking at the blazing gas station, the big fat guy reminded, "This is a piece of evidence from the Green Wolf Club, it is estimated that someone will come to check it soon, let's leave quickly." ”

Iron Slag took out a photo in his coat pocket and handed it to the big fat guy, "This is the person the eldest sister asked me to kill, you can investigate in the city and wait for me to come back before you do it." ”

The big fat guy took the photo and looked at it, put his heart in his pocket, and solemnly, "I do things, Brother Tie can rest assured." ”

Iron Slag snorted coldly, "If you do it again this time, I'll tell Sister Sù and let her go with you." ”

"Don't, Brother Tie......" The big fat guy begged for mercy. He had learned how good that woman was a few years ago.

At that time, Lena had just arrived in Iron Mountain Town, and on the first day she came, she set off a bloody storm, uprooting the original forces of Iron Mountain Town within twenty-four hours. Her iron-blooded and ruthless wrists, the big fat guy is still a little frightened when he thinks about it now. If she hadn't fallen in love with the iron slag back then, it is estimated that the big fat guy who was in charge of running errands would have been purged along with the old forces.

Iron Slag looked at the sweaty appearance of the big fat guy, and felt much more comfortable. The danger of nine deaths just now was caused by the disadvantage of this big fat guy. He continued with a few threatening words, stepped into the locomotive, and carried You Ge away.

With a roar, the red comet sailed into the endless northern wilderness, and finally turned red.

The big fat guy watched them leave, pursed his lips, shook his fat head, and drove away.

More than twenty minutes later, Iron Slag looked back at the sand city that had disappeared into the horizon and stopped the locomotive. Under You Ge's inquiring gaze, he took out a map from the canvas pocket at the back of the locomotive and laid it flat on the ground.

He gestured on the map and began his journey to You Geming.

The military base of No. 17 Silver City is located 1,300 kilometers northeast of Sand City. The first half of the route is mainly a semi-desertified wasteland, and the second half is mainly a road.

There are some mutated creatures in the wilderness, but the main danger comes from the scavengers. They are a group of vagabonds who live in the wilderness and usually use some simple weapons. All the travelers in the wilderness are the object of their hunting, unless they feel that you are a rock they can't gnaw on.

"You're harder than a stone." You Ge interjected and commented.

Iron Slag didn't hear whether it was positive or derogatory for a while, so he didn't answer this conversation and continued to explain the itinerary.

Although there are some dangers in the wasteland, the locomotive can be driven on tires. So, as long as they are cautious, there will be basically no trouble on the road. And the biggest trouble at the moment is the supply along the way. Red comets need to be refueled every 400 kilometers. Before arriving at their destination, they had to pass through three towns and buy fuel in the towns.

In the wilderness, the law doesn't work too well. For those who live in the town, the other identity of the traveler is - fat chicken.

Iron Slag looked at You Ge, and then he looked up at the sky, as if remembering something.

Moments later......

"You're a fat chicken." Iron slag is serious.

"You...... You're the ......," You Ge retorted with a blushing face.

Subsequently, Tie Slag asked You Ge to use canvas robes to cover his figure and appearance as much as possible. A girl like her is like a sweet cake in the wasteland, and everyone wants to take a bite.

"Am I pretty?" You Ge gently pulled his hair, brushed a trace of silver hair to the root behind his ear, and his delicate ear was exposed. Under the sun, the thin pinna of the ear glows with a faint red light, and you can clearly see the thin blood vessels inside. She smiled sweetly, her eyes curled into the shape of a crescent moon.

In that smile, the light in her clear eyes flowed, as if she was about to drip water.

In a few years, she will become a big goblin like Lena; Maybe in some ways, it will be more lethal, Iron Slag couldn't help but think.

"Huh?" You Ge caught his momentary distraction, and then asked.

"General......" Iron Slag replied immediately, coming back to his senses. However, this is not much convincing to You Ge.

"Really?" You Ge asked slyly, and the smile in his eyes became thicker.

"Okay." Iron Slag spread out his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I admit it, you are much more beautiful than the women in the alleys of Iron Mountain Town." ”

You Ge's smile suddenly froze, she really wanted to slap him! He even confused her with the Wandering Warbler and compared her at opposite ends of the scale! This is simply an insult and blasphemy for a well-born and self-righteous noble sister.

Iron Slag looked back at the girl whose face was gradually getting colder, and scratched her head in some puzzlement. He obviously had some nice words, and praised her appearance the most, but she didn't appreciate it at all. The people above the silver city really don't understand.

You Ge looked at the way the iron slag scratched his head, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. She quickly figured out why, and then she was relieved. But in this relief, there is a deep heaviness.

The young man in front of him, perhaps among the women he had seen since he was a big man, the only beautiful ones were those wandering warblers. Perhaps, those women can also be called beautiful.

You Ge didn't guess wrong, it was. When Iron Slag first met Lena, he said the same thing. It's just that Lina, who was born in Sandtown, understands the heart of a teenager better, and she readily accepts his praise in the first place.

Relieved, You Ge smiled again. She raised her pointed chin, wrinkled her nose and snorted, "I'm much prettier than them." She went on to emphasize, "And I'm clean and clean, and I've never been touched by other men." ”

Iron Slag was thinking, 'What's the difference?' But when the words came to his lips and he swallowed them back, he instinctively sensed that these words might cause the third sister of the Lombal family to be unhappy.

"Let's go, we're going to be near the Locke Bridge in two days." Iron Slag changed the subject as he put away the map and motioned for You Ge to get into the car.

You Ge got into the car, and then asked him curiously why he had rushed there. She remembered the map she had just seen, and the Locke Bridge was about four hundred kilometers northeast of Sand City, where it might have been the first supply that the Iron Slag had chosen.

Iron Slag explained to her while driving the locomotive.

The Locke Bridge is the only way to the Silver City Military Base No. 17. The Sandasaki Autonomous Council set up checkpoints there and then levied bridge tolls from travelers.

The people who manage the bridge often find some inexplicable reason to embarrass travelers to collect money. These managers change shifts once a month. Usually at the end of the month, when they get more benefits, they will be relatively bold. After all, their wallets are bulging, and they can enjoy themselves for a while when they return to Sand City. Therefore, the iron slag should cross the bridge before their shift change, which can save a lot of money and trouble.

"Are these people official officials of the Sands City Autonomous Council?" You Ge asked.

"I guess so......" Iron Slag replied uncertainly.

"These people are so hateful!" You Ge was indignant.

"Rise up, because the existence of this bridge hinders trade in the northeast, and many merchants and travelers prefer to take the long road rather than the bridge."

You Ge thought for a while, then smiled, "Unexpectedly, you are quite smart and know that it will affect the transaction." ”

Iron Slag couldn't help but roll his eyes, this is another sentence that can't tell the difference between praise and derogation.

"You should go to school." You Ge suddenly arrived

Iron Slag was silent for a while and asked, "Where to learn?" ”

"Go to Silver City Seventeen, and I'll sponsor you."

Iron Slag was silent for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly. His identity as an insect mutant can't go anywhere.

"Trust me."

You Ge raised the palm of his right hand, looked at the distant sky at a firm angle of forty-five degrees, and said reverently:

"I, Yogo Lombard, swear only by the glory and honor of my family......"

"I'm not going!" Iron Slag rudely interrupted her oath and roared, "I'm not going anywhere, I just want to go back to Iron Mountain." ”

"Go back and pick up the trash for the rest of your life?" You Ge asked coldly.

"I grew up in the garbage, and I don't think there's anything wrong with picking up garbage."

"Okay......"

You Ge's helpless tone was full of disappointment and loneliness......

Iron Slag sighed to himself. When he was very young, his adoptive father discovered his special physique. The old man often warned him not to go to any of the Silver City or the military bases in Silver City, where genetic anomaly scanners are usually installed.

Believers who are far from any temple view the Worm Mutant as heretical, believing that the Worm Mutant is the result of demonic possession and a medium for the devil to invade this world.

The Templar Crusaders, the Flame Judges, and the Light Cleansers, they have zero tolerance for Bug Mutants.

From time to time, the temple organizes purification detachments to search for and purify insectized mutants around the world.

Most of the policies implemented by Silver City towards insectized mutants are basically from the intervention of the Temple.

Fortunately, of the world's three major religions, only the Sanctuary has a complete obliteration attitude towards the insectized mutants.

Notre Dame is neutral towards insectized mutants. Neither welcome nor deliberately expelled.

And the temple that believes in ancestor worship has an attitude of sympathy and pity towards the worm-transformed mutants. They believe that insectized mutants are also part of humanity and enjoy the glory of ancestors in the genetic chain.

Unfortunately, the temple is the weakest of the three religions. In the whole world, the Temple has 67% of the parishes, Notre-Dame has 6% of the parishes, and the Temple has only 7% of the parishes.