Wasteland Echoer

"Have you investigated this person? Master Vasily?" "Yinmin" deliberately folded the list and handed it back to Vasily, pressing "Dak"'s name and simple personal information and asked.

"This person, let me think about it..." Vasily said doubtfully, biting his lower lip.

Then, he subconsciously walked to the window, held down the light gray window sill with one hand, took out a cigarette box with a rough wheat ear pattern carved on the edge and an artillery pattern in the center, took out a cigar from it, and used After lighting the simple plastic lighter, I gazed thoughtfully at the rare bustling night view of the capital city.

The heavy atmosphere was accompanied by white smoke floating, swirling, and dissipating from the top of the room. It was not until the cigar burned out that Vasily turned around, looked at "Yin Ming"'s face, and said thoughtfully:

"It would be nice if you were human."

"Master Vasily, what did you say?" "Yin Min" was a little confused by the question and stood up and asked.

"Nothing, nothing, sit down quickly," Vasily waved his hand quickly, "I know that you are tired from traveling and traveling across the ice plains and the capital, and you are being embarrassed by those people, so you can go down to the 'guest room' on the second floor and have a good sleep. , don’t get tired and get into trouble.”

"The person you just asked me about is Dake, right? I have some influence. I remember that the Mayang City Committee submitted a report, and it was indeed mentioned that this person had been wandering in the capital for ten years, hanging out with the 'unintentional people' and the lost. . However... he is indeed outstanding in terms of ability. As long as it involves monsters, extraordinary things and alien heartless people, he can handle it very well. He is a talent. Since you say he is a monster, I can't confirm it for the time being, and of course I can't deny it."

"What... does this mean?" "Yin Min" asked confused.

With his identity and experience as a semi-lost person and the leader of the "Order Society", it is difficult to immediately understand Vasily's deeper meaning. He was facing an organization. He only had to think about defeating the enemy and ensuring the survival of the members. At most, he could try to contact more profound gods on the magical level.

But Vasily is the leader of a huge federation. Even if it has declined, is riddled with holes, and the situation is complicated, he must adhere to his responsibilities and lead the military, political, cultural, life, and technological development of the federation at the highest level. At the national level Lead "human beings" and "superpowers" out of the crisis of the Wasteland Era, allowing human civilization to continue and develop.

Therefore, from his perspective, he generally does not focus on the "little things" between two people. Even if "that person" may threaten the safety of the Federation, he must deal with it with caution.

Humans, in the crisis of the Wasteland Era, have little room for error.

After being stunned for a second, Vasily suddenly understood that the person in front of him was not his personal secretary, that young man, not the senior member of the committee with whom he had been discussing federal affairs all day long, and not the general who followed orders.

The person in front of him is just one of the important leaders of the "Order Society", a non-governmental organization that is closely related to the Federation. This fair, young, unscarred face, which reveals a strong youthful look, gives Vasily a sense of An impulse of sonlike affection.

A pair of big black eyes, rosy lips, and ears wearing traditional Krusted ornaments add a little more cuteness.

However, a head of black hair, a pair of black eyes, a black cloak, and a pair of black leather boots are enough to make Vasily feel like an emissary of the night who has emerged from purgatory and is hiding in the world.

Sitting back at the table again, Vasily chose to explain patiently:

"Perhaps in the early days of the New Yuan Dynasty, there will be many people who will do whatever it takes to survive in the apocalypse. Although we despise it, we understand it very well. With the explosive growth of 'unintentional people', there is no trust and no friends between people. Relationships are full of calculations and games. Even good friends, good brothers and relatives can push them out to 'resist' and run away when faced with 'unintentional people'."

"Cruelty, selfishness, self-interest, irritability, and terror were synonymous with the common people of that era. But now, the New Yuan crisis has lasted for five hundred years, and humans have long realized that the 'unintentional people' and the lost are united, and they are trying to destroy We, destroy us, interrupt our culture, and we ourselves must abandon all individualistic education in favor of a sense of allegiance to the collective and to humanity as a whole.”

"Can I understand what you mean?" "Yin Min" said:

"It is precisely because of selfishness that mankind missed the way to save the world in the early days of the New Era. Therefore, now, every talent must be cherished and cherished. Even if Dako may be a monster that threatens mankind, as long as the Federation has no evidence, it cannot Punish him, right?”

"You are not stupid." Vasily smiled happily:

"Indeed, Dak is strictly a member of the federal army. Even I, without any evidence to prove that he is crazy or has mutated into a 'heartless' monster, cannot punish him through any formal method. About two days The 'Military Strategy Study' will begin in the next few weeks, and we can get to know this person first before making a decision."

"'Yinmin', 'Plamini' matters still need to be worried about by you half... superpowers. The sooner we can obtain energy and enter the ruins, open the 'Universal Energy Evolution Platform', and carry out the 'Era Restart Plan', the faster we can can gain post-war dominance.”

"By the way, I will tell the people here not to trouble you later, but it is a bit troublesome to say hello to the strategic group. In this way, I will personally issue you a committee-only pass with my signature, and no one can make it difficult for you. you."

"Thank you, Master Vasily." Hearing this, "Yin Min" quickly stood up and bowed to express his thanks.

Immediately afterwards, Vasily took out a half-page file card from the drawer at the bottom of the mahogany table. His eyes glanced at the "Cruzder Federal Council Special Personnel Pass" at the top and the numbers printed in the common language of the Western Continent. number, and in the empty space in the middle was written the "Yinmin" Krusted name "Anton Nebnov", as well as "allowed to enter and exit the non-restricted areas of the capital" and "valid for three months" etc., and signed his full name at the bottom where the blue seal of the Federal Council was stamped.

…

January 6, 557 in the new lunar calendar, is the day before Christmas.

The Krusted Empire, the capital city of Binglin City, the military control area, the accommodation area where the Federal Strategic Group resides, and the "-318" room on the third negative floor.

Duck, who had been sleeping soundly all day, opened his eyes. Under the influence of his biological clock, as long as he didn't have nightmares or stay up late, he could get up on time at 9 a.m. the next morning.

After returning to the dormitory the day before yesterday, for safety reasons, Dak still informed Wofya about the "clock of the Order".

At that time, the big man thought for a few seconds, then dialed a number on the hand-cranked phone in the room and contacted Morun, the guard chief of the Capital Security Force who had been with him through life and death. He was about the middle level of Hurricane 5. officer.

The two only exchanged a few words, and then Molun told Duck that there was basically no problem with his handling, and warned him never to touch the clock again.

Of course, Wulfya and Dark didn't tell Moran about the Gray Dreams and the Old Radio.

The next day, January 5, Molun led several members of the security team wearing silver protective clothing to open the door of Duck's "workshop" and put down the "clock" that almost drove him insane. Take it away in a silver box.

Dark naturally informed Moran about the "extremely cold diamonds" and "silent hearts" that existed in the clock. They would form a "two-digit resonance array" when the clock hands changed, and they could make the user of the clock fall into a deep sleep. , information such as being manipulated by others.

After Mo Lun and others left, the exhausted Duck fell asleep before twelve o'clock at noon. It took him more than half a day before he got up, rubbing his eyes.

The light coming in from the small window today is particularly bright, as if the Lord deliberately sent down the bright light in order to thank mankind for paying attention to Christmas and worshiping it devoutly.

Turning on the electric light, Duck opened the "workshop" that was temporarily transformed into a kitchen yesterday, turned on the gas that was connected by a skewed metal pipe, poured some clear oil, and after it boiled, he took out the gas that Wovya bought for him. Bag the meatloaf and put it in the pan to fry.

Due to the simple tools, Duck just fried a few slices of black bread and a few pieces of potatoes. After putting them on the plate, he took out some tomatoes, salad dressing and a bottle of unlabeled soda from the refrigerator. He simply put the condiments on the plate, arranged it, and sat down to enjoy the meal. stand up.

Looking at the refrigerator, Duck thought that this might be one of the few technological products left over from the Crusted Empire, other than military technological products, that the Federal Council could currently mass-produce.

I remember that the book "The Glory of the Double-Headed Eagle" mentioned that in order to ensure that he could eat fresh food anytime and anywhere, but was unwilling to spend a lot of effort to preserve food, Ivan XXII directed the scientific research team to invent the refrigerator. .

In that era, when the double-headed eagle soared over the continent, Crusted's technology advanced by leaps and bounds as if it had been guided by the Creator. Later, the technological progress of the major empires, especially the Fire Empire, all learned and referred to Crusted's work. Papers and Products of the German Empire.

After eating the food, wiping the grease stains from the corners of his mouth, and cleaning and sorting the tableware, Duck returned to the writing desk and sat down. He picked up the "Thunder Page" he had recorded and told him the recipe for making the Origin Thunder Crest, and thought:

"There are still two weeks until the holiday. We need to take advantage of the holiday to prepare some raw materials. It is estimated that merchants selling ores and rare medicinal materials can accept 'federal military coupons' as payment. Others, especially products made from animal bodies and limbs, may only be paid 'New ruble'."

"The federation pays itself a lot of salary every month, which is 30 new rubles in total, but the evil part is half of the currency and the other half is 'vouchers' that cannot be used in many places. It is really hell. But in the past three years, it has been good I have saved 350 new rubles, which is more than enough to buy these materials."

"Today I have to drag Wovya to find the old man in the duty room and ask him to tell him where the dormitory of the boy who likes technology is, and find a place to make a coat of arms. Oh, by the way, Wovya also said that today Federal Chief Executive Vasily will go to St. Ivan's Cathedral to participate in activities and the ceremony of 'paying homage to all living creatures', and will go to the door of the Parliament Building to give a speech one day in advance. In the evening... there will also be a Christmas fireworks show, which is wonderful just thinking about it."