Code of Wasteland Survival

There was no other way, Qi Lin could only take off his only shirt and put it on the girl.

The warm clothes wrapped the girl's petite body, which significantly weakened her trembling. After a while, she fell into a deep sleep again.

Now the time in the game world is 5:30 in the morning. It can be said that it is the quietest time in the entire Steel City. Qi Lin was walking on the street and found that there were drunk players sitting on the floor at the entrance of many bars from last night and fell asleep. At this time, even the number of Templars patrolling the streets has been reduced by more than half.

Fortunately, 80% of the players in City of Steel are refugees who have heard the news from all over the world. Therefore, even if Qi Lin is shirtless, it is not particularly conspicuous. It is the cold wind blowing from the sea in the morning that makes him feel Some discomfort.

There were only a few people in the trading area of ​​the City of Steel at this time, but Qi Lin was probably lucky. At a booth not far from the entrance of the trading area, he found a player who was selling clothes.

The booths are all rough clothes and pants hand-stitched by army green canvas. The stitches are a bit thick, but the texture of the clothes is very durable, which is very suitable for scavengers who are scrambling on the wasteland.

Qi Lin randomly picked a piece of clothing that was about the same size as him, and asked about the price. Such a piece of clothing actually cost 80 points, but if it was purchased by a member of the Mutual Aid Association, only half of the 40 resource points would be enough.

Qi Lin understood why when he first came to the City of Steel, Lao Xuan persuaded him not to buy weapons in the stores of the Mutual Aid Association. Even clothes were like this, and the price of weapons was estimated to be about double the difference.

In addition to necessary supplies such as food and water, generally outside players have any trading needs, and they introduce buyers or sellers through well-informed guys like John. For the price on the side, it is still a lot of cost-effective.

Of course, this kind of behavior is strictly prohibited on the surface by mutual aid associations. Once discovered, it is considered good to be kicked out of the city, and the unlucky guy may be directly thrown into the referee. Therefore, any guy like John has some connections in the mutual aid club. If there is no strong connection, this bowl of rice is not so delicious.

Qi Lin brightened up the mutual aid emblem he had picked up, and bought this army green canvas jacket, which was ugly by the standards of the old days, at an internal price of 40 o'clock, and spent another 55 o'clock , I bought an old-fashioned cotton vest.

Things like this from the old era are often more expensive than similar products that are newly manufactured - after all, in terms of workmanship, the players' own handicrafts are definitely not as good as the products produced in the old-age factory assembly line .

After putting on his clothes, Qi Lin followed the map provided by Cooper and started to walk towards the South District—since he was forced to cooperate with the mentally ill girl, or, the necessary intelligence and investigation were absolutely indispensable.

The reason why he chose the Southern District was because Sendel was once an important confidant of the Cardinal Saman in the Southern District. If Qi Lin killed Sendel, it would be tantamount to cutting off a powerful arm of Saman. Now the Southern District, In contrast, the strength is much weaker than the other districts.

The South District is located at the lower edge of the City of Steel. It is the smallest area in the entire City of Steel except for the aircraft carrier. The function of the South District in the old era was to provide accommodation and barracks for officers and soldiers. Therefore, it is also an old-era building in the City of Steel. the densest area.

As the sun gradually rises, the number of players on the street also begins to increase. The difference between Steel City and Thunder City is that there are very few NPCs in this city. As cheap and sufficient labor, those Players who have just been converted from refugees to believers constitute the most solid infrastructure in the city.

To be honest, Qi Lin didn't think that this mutual aid association must be some heinous organization, just like the capitalism of the old era, countless people denounced their nature of exploiting laborers, but if there were no capitalists to provide enough for ordinary people jobs, then human beings are likely to still be in a backward state of farming civilization.

Even taking a step back, if there were no rise of slavery and feudalism, human beings might still be in the tribal period of slash-and-burn farming—just like now, those small settlements living alone in the wasteland, the only thing they need to worry about all day long is The harvest of crops and the movement of mutated creatures around.

The emergence of the Mutual Aid Club has indeed given these players a relatively safe safe haven - even in unknown places, this safe haven is full of filth and blood.

Qi Lin didn't know how much Lingkui hated the Mutual Aid Society, but in his opinion, even if they accomplished the seemingly impossible task of overthrowing the Mutual Aid Society, the final result of the City of Steel would definitely fall into Those big consortiums who heard the news were under the control—their sense of smell was like a shark smelling blood in the sea.

I really don't know if that mentally ill girl has considered the following things... Qi Lin sighed. He doesn't like dealing with people who are too smart, but it doesn't mean that a lunatic is easy to deal with. Silly, and his strength can easily crush himself.

That was really bad luck for eight lifetimes...

Qi Lin easily bypassed two groups of patrolling Templars, and successfully approached the cathedral where Cardinal Saman lived.

This church used to be a four-storey senior officer's villa in the old days, and was later expanded by the Mutual Aid Society. Counting the various ancillary buildings and towers inside and outside, it is said to be a cathedral, but it can be described as a small castle. , but more appropriate.

At the entrance of the main entrance of the cathedral, there are two RC117 power armors. This is an engineering armor independently developed by Huaxia in the old days. A lot of heavy steel plate armor, the claws and pliers at the end of the mechanical arm were also replaced by a single-barreled lightweight small-caliber cannon removed from the tank.

The RC117 power armor is originally characterized by great strength, so the addition of these additional equipment does not affect mobility much.

In addition to the two power armors, there is also a row of modified armed pickups parked under the outer wall-if such a batch of equipment is added with a hundred well-trained fighters, the firepower is enough to deal with D-level or so mutant creatures.

I have to admit that the dozens of large and small arsenals in the entire military port area are really a windfall. Even if it is Thunder City, it is estimated that its military strength in a short period of time cannot be compared with that of Steel City.

Qi Lin came to inquire about information, so naturally it was impossible to force his way in. He had been waiting in the dark for nearly two hours before he walked out of the cathedral to change the guard. With the dynamic camouflage skills, he climbed into the courtyard wall in threes and fives.

But as soon as he landed, Qi Lin saw a white-robed priest squatting beside him smoking a cigarette. He quickly held his breath and pressed against the wall tightly, not daring to breathe.

Dynamic camouflage is not stealth, even with the naked eye, as long as you are careful, you can see the flaws.

Fortunately, the white-robed priest seemed to be in a state of distraction, and he didn't notice Qi Lin who came in over the wall at all. While frowning, he smoked the cigarette in his hand. Every time he took a puff, the cigarette would explode A large part of it was burned at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After smoking one, the priest pressed the cigarette butt on the concrete floor and put his hand into his pocket, but all he could find was a shriveled and empty cigarette case.

MD, smoked it all again! Throwing the cigarette case with the Liqun trademark on the ground, the priest stood up from the ground. At this moment, he felt that the corner of his eye seemed to catch something. However, when he turned around to take a closer look, Qi Lin had already left the courtyard wall and ran behind the cathedral.

This is a blind spot of the sentry post, but if you look up, you are facing a window in the master bedroom of this building.

It may also be that Bishop Saman does not want his private space to be peeped, so there is no sentry behind the cathedral, and the high courtyard wall and the sharp broken glass on the top of the courtyard wall prevent people from outside The possibility of the wall coming in - of course, this does not include a second-level evolutionary with a super high agility attribute like Qi Lin.

According to the information obtained by Cooper, the cardinal Saman himself is also a powerful evolutionary, and he also has a team of cronies Templars composed of pure whites, although the knights of this team of Templars Chang Sendel has been killed by Qi Lin, but the strength of this group of people should not be underestimated.

Qi Lin knows very well that the possibility of violently overthrowing the Mutual Aid Association is extremely low. However, if the dirty deeds of the Mutual Aid Association's high-level executives can be made public, then he and Lingoi will add fuel to the flames. There will be chaos inside.

If the top management of the Mutual Aid Society was overthrown by their internal staff, it is estimated that the civil strife will happen quickly and end soon. In this way, the Mutual Aid Society and the City of Steel can be relatively intact. After all, what Lingoi hates, It should only be those high-level players who use their power and the blind obedience of ordinary players to act recklessly.

The difficulty and danger of Qi Lin's method is similar to that of playing with fire, but the success rate is much higher than that of Lingoi's direct battle with the mutual aid association before.

In Qi Lin's entire plan, the most critical issue is that he must obtain ironclad evidence that can subvert the sacred and glorious image of the Mutual Aid Society in the hearts of fanatical believers.

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