Mystery Makes Me Strong

Dufferin decided to escort a few people away, and then he sneaked back and killed the mutant beast.

He wanted to prove to the woman that he would not simply die like this.

It wasn't surprising that Sim said his aliens would attract mutants.

The alien species is originally a distortion of time and space, and it is the biggest mutation on the earth. If the mutant beast devours it, it is possible to achieve super evolution.

From a dinosaur beast to a super evolved dinosaur beast...

Oh, seems to think of something strange.

Dufferin shook his head, dismissing the thought.

At this time, the three of them had already started to pack their things and moved their belongings into a broken pickup truck.

Pots and pans, radio, tent, picked vegetables...and a few gasoline cans.

In the past, when McCanns moved, they basically threw them away and bought new ones.

People who don't live in McCann can't imagine how wasteful they are.

So much so that when people in East Island watch McCann's life film, they will cry.

Finally Dufferin found that there was no room for him to get into the car.

It was Andi who was driving, and the three children were all sitting in the bucket, making the best use of the space.

"It seems that I can only hang on it." He sighed.

"No, you have to push the car. The three of us took turns pushing it before. Gasoline can only be burned when you are escaping." The child Layton shouted loudly.

Dufferin looked at Andi in the driver's seat, who nodded at him.

"Since you have to push it, why are you still in the driver's seat?"

"Because someone needs to hold the steering wheel, none of the three of them have a driver's license." An Di said as a matter of course.

"..."

Well, although there is no traffic controller in the wasteland, a license is still required to go on the road.

He had no choice but to come to the back of the car and start pushing the heavy car.

The weight of the car plus a load of belongings weighed at least four tons.

Fortunately, with his strength, it was a bit difficult to convert static friction into dynamic friction when he first pushed, but then he was relaxed and happy.

Pushing the cart, he asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go to a shelter, the fees are high, but it's safe." An Di poked his head out of the front window and said.

"Oh, why are they safe there?"

"There are also aliens there, but we are required to hand in materials or money equivalent to 500 liters of gasoline every month."

500 liters of petrol?

Before the wasteland, this was only two or three hundred dollars.

This price may not seem high, but it is much more expensive in the wasteland that has lost industrialization.

"Hmph, when I grow up and can hunt mutant beasts, we will be able to live there every day." The boy Layton said.

"That's right, there are many people outside buying these supplies in the big port. A piece of animal skin can sell dozens of tons of gasoline, enough for us to live... how many years?" The girl Phil began to count with her fingers.

Dufferin was a little ashamed that he couldn't figure it out either.

McCann's various units of measurement, without the help of a calculator, most people will be confused, not to mention that most people are not good at mathematics.

"We need to use estimates here. Although one liter of gasoline is lighter than water, it can be considered as one kilogram. It needs half a ton per month. How many tons are sold is enough to live for twice the month." An Dishun taught.

Yes, she was teaching kindergarten.

Even in this case, the other party is still working hard to teach the children cultural knowledge, so that they will not become illiterate in the future, and retain hope.

But think about it, with the bloody mouths of a few children, he feels that he should not hold on to any hope, and he will not be disappointed.

Dufferin thought so.

Then, under the driving of Andi, sometimes forward and sometimes backward, acting as a hard-working engine, bowing its head to output power, and finally drove about 100 kilometers, and came to a shelter.

This refuge was built under a cliff, with a semicircular steel gate.

The gate was closed tightly, about five meters wide and three meters high.

There are two tweeters on top.

An Di took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. After a while, the door slowly opened, revealing a gray-yellow passageway.

"Pay the money first, then come in." A man with an AK stepped forward, patted the car and said.

An Di took out a piece of Shenyuan with a face value of 100, with Mount Tai printed on the front and the Yangtze River on the back.

Dufferin suddenly realized, yes, the economy that is still functioning normally on the earth is the Dongzhou people.

Other places, even Xizhou, are in a half-dead state, not because of disasters, but because a large number of people have gone to Jiuxing District to live a stable life.

Due to the large population of Dongzhou, the absolute number of people left behind is large. Coupled with the advancement of intelligence, it can maintain a relatively large industrial output.

Only by relying on these industrial outputs can the currency value be maintained.

However, the circulation is also decreasing year by year, after all, there are not so many economic needs.

The man checked and put the car in.

100 yuan to buy 500 liters of gasoline, well, a liter is only 20 cents, well, it seems that the currency value of Dongzhou is as stable as before.

Some memories from the past came to Dufferin's mind for some reason.

He was about to follow the car in, but he heard the loudspeaker on the door of the shelter, suddenly screaming piercingly:

"Fifty kilometers away, the direction of action of the berserk beast was found, and it was approaching the shelter. All staff working outside should return to the shelter immediately!"

"Repeat, this is not a drill!"

"This is not a drill!"

Berserk, is this the monster that was attracted by me in the mobile phone simulation?

Dufferin thought to himself, looking up into the distance.

I saw cars, trucks, and cars of various models coming towards the shelter.

The drivers didn't look panicked, they seemed to be used to this kind of alarm.

He was about to enter the shelter, but was stopped by the man with the gun.

"The man wants to go in and needs to be checked." The man with the gun said directly.

Dufferin didn't say anything about discrimination. He knew that in the wasteland, men were far more dangerous than women and children.

"How to check?" He asked cooperatively.

The man with the gun took out a black square from his arms. Dufferin recognized it as a "Geiger counter" through the English name on it.

"Xiao Gai, does he have a problem?" the man with the gun asked.

On the black square, a green light flashed across Dufferin.

"No problem, you can put it in, but he is a heterogeneous person, and his strength is lower than B." Black Square replied.

Uh, a machine can talk like a human?

Is this mechanical mutation, or artificial intelligence?

Dufferin leans toward the latter.

"The supervisor's strength is superior A, well, you can go in." The man with the gun said, and then put Dufferin in.

Hearing this, Dufferin had a good impression of this refuge.

It looks like an orderly place.

Then he quickly ran into the gate and followed An Di's car. The car started when it heard the alarm, and was heading towards a certain garage under the command of several staff members with flashlights.