Section 233: Confusion

"As far as I know, the situation in Yinyue City at that time was not just a dispute."

Bergson bowed with a decent look and said, "They dispatched all the armed personnel to surround the convoy of Brooke and His Excellency Boris. Perhaps because they did not want the cargo in the car to be damaged, Lord Boris made some concessions to the remaining people in the city. Due to the identity restrictions, the intelligence personnel I sent were unable to enter the inner city to have a deep understanding of the situation. During that time, the Yinyue City seemed to be in a stalemate, and the convoy was under surveillance and controlled. Until the refugees who had recently joined the city lost their supervision and triggered a full-scale riot."

Kleist slowly picked up a glass of red wine on the table, looked at Bergson's faces piled with flattering expressions, and said casually: "I'm not interested in other situations. Just straightforward, have you seen Brooke and Boris leave the city with your own eyes?"

Bergson quietly paid attention to every emotional change that could be captured on Klester's face, and his mind quickly pondered every word the spy had said to him. After pausing for a few minutes, he answered decisively: "The convoy has left, but I don't guarantee that Brooke and Boris are in it. At least, my people have not confirmed this."

Klester suddenly raised his head, and blood was filling his entire eye sockets with a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye. His pupils suddenly tightened, and he stared at the Luton family patriarch standing in front of him as if he was staring at his prey, and asked coldly: "Are you sure?"

Bergson couldn't help but chill. The temperature in the room seemed to drop by more than ten degrees instantly, and there was no end to any signs. He suppressed his inner fear and ecstasy. He tried to maintain a peaceful and stable tone and said seriously: "The fleet and the individual are two completely different concepts. Although Brooke and Boris are strong, everything in this world can happen. It is not uncommon for examples of lions being gnawed by ants."

"Bang"

The cup held in Klester's hand shattered, and the broken glass pieces fryed the tabletop everywhere, and the wine slowly flowed down his wrist, like red blood.

Klester's face turned pale. After a few minutes, he slowly pulled his hands and took out a handkerchief with a dark gray square from his pocket, and carefully wiped the residual wine stuck to the surface of his skin bit by bit. At the same time, the corners of his mouth gradually bloomed, revealing a devilish smile: "You should understand that playing tricks in front of me will not bring any benefits at all. Those who want to use me indirectly... I will make him die miserably."

Just one sentence, Bergson had instinctively felt fear and real threat. He took a deep breath, barely controlling the urge to tremble, and with a stiff smile on his face that was not much better than crying, he said mechanically: "I dare not lie to you, nor do I dare to hide or deceive you at all. Everything I just said is true. For this, I am willing to accept your test at the cost of my life—"

Klester narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tight pupils slowly expanded. He did not need to speak, but simply relying on his eyes. He had completely controlled the thinking of the man in front of him. With the power and pressure, in front of the violent lion, the weak rabbit dared not lie, nor could he lie.

After a long time, he put away his forced gaze that exuded a strong breath of death, returned to normal, and asked lightly: "Which direction is the convoy going to leave the city?"

“…North, North.”

Bergson, who was relieved, breathed a long sigh. He suddenly realized that his entire vest was soaked in cold sweat.

Kleis nodded and did not continue to ask. Overall, the information he had was not much different from what Bergson said. The only difference was that what the Luton clan leader said was more detailed, and there was a fact that he had not thought of as a convoy and an individual.

"…Hidden Moon City." He silently recited the name in his heart.

"Your Excellency, you..."

Bergson always had a smile on his face. He wanted to continue to add some weight to Klester's violent thinking, but he was forced back with a cold look by the other party. He could only stand in place with a smirk, opening his mouth, but unable to say something of practical significance.

“I like honest people.”

After a long time, Klester finally shifted his cold eyes away from him, but his tone of speaking was still chilling, full of tyrannical death threats: "I will investigate this matter myself. If everything you said is true, I may twist the head of the young man named Lin Xiang and let you get everything he has. On the contrary... you will understand what consequences will be caused by deception. Hahahaha-"

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White mud and ash are applied on the white rocks, forming a rigid, powdery, and constant fixed color.

Houses made of large pieces of stone are strong and durable, but they cannot be changed into neat shapes with square edges and angles according to the design drawings as they were in the old days. They can only carve dense twill patterns on the surface of the stone in the simplest way, and they can be mismatched and clumped together to form a hard and thick hand-built body.

Like all the houses in Yinyue City, Wang Biao's house is also built with no difference from others. Of course, this is just the appearance on the surface. When you walk into it, you will immediately be attracted by various patterns of different shapes on the wall.

Likes beautiful patterns and bright colors, which are probably the common point among all women in the old era and the new generation population.

Nina also likes to decorate her home beautifully. Unfortunately, the wasteland world lacks supplies, and when food and water cannot be guaranteed, humans have no interest at all, nor do they have the time and energy to transform and beautify the environment around them.

Mix clay evenly with water, and add a portion of the gum boiled from animal bones, which is the best red pigment.

The powder scattered from the coal blocks is crushed with a stone mortar to make it more fine, and with neutralization liquid, it is the most natural black.

There are many other ways to make pigments like this - the sky blue extracted from the rhizome of purple cauliflower, goose yellow can be obtained through the mutant turtle orchid, and there is also a fluorescent stone that has been soaked in radiation puddles for many years and has long changed its molecular structure can be ground into blue... In fact, the new generation of humans do not lack the wisdom inherited from their ancestors in the old era. They just focus more on how to obtain food and maintain survival. Once they have enough food and clothing, they will naturally become interested in other things around them.

Nina is not a painter and has never accepted any tutorials related to aesthetics, but this cannot become her love and yearning for beautiful colors and patterns.

The thick coal black lines outline the lines on the pink and white walls, and bright colors fill it. There is no clear meaning or theme of the picture. It is simply a splicing combination of color blocks and lines, curved, straight, triangle, square and round... This is not a hunting and sacrifice picture painted by primitive humans in ancient caves with red mud, nor can it be compared with Michelangelo's solemn and solemn church zenith paintings, nor is it an abstract combination of Picasso's imagination. It is just the decoration of the room walls, rough but not a fine detail. It can find a clear existence in the colorful world, and can make people feel the majestic mountains and the vast sky. Even in the haze, you can vaguely see the faint rainbow covered by a pink halo under the sky after the rain.

Living simply for survival, the world is full of cruelty, blood and death.

However, it will not fall into darkness forever.

Because, in this planet, this world, and this desolate desolate wasteland, there are still humans.

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After owning his own city lord's residence, Lin Xiang hasn't been to Wang Biao's house for a long time and tasted the corn porridge cooked by Nina.

Too many things distract from their energy, and the issues that need to be paid attention to are becoming more and more complicated. All the trivialities must be made through oneself to make the final decision. Rebuilding order in a chaotic world requires iron fist and blood, and even more so, the superiors need to come and deterrent like thunder.

Of course, this situation mostly exists in the early stages of creation. When everything is on track and develops steadily according to the scheduled plan, more managers will help the city lords to diversify their burdens. The time and leisure will naturally increase gradually.

Holding Ying Jia's hand and walking on the hard and flat concrete road, Lin Xiang felt that his heart was like a light feather, blowing higher and higher by the slightly warm wind, slowly floating in the air.

Going shopping with your girlfriend is a sweet enjoyment for every man in love.

Lin Xiang had never received such treatment in the old days. At that time, the love he received was a bit illusory, mixed with too much blood and the smell of death. In the end, he was completely destroyed and shattered by the nuclear bomb falling from the sky.

The streets of Yinyue City are spacious and clean, and the staff assigned by the management committees of various blocks are cleaned at a fixed time every day. Most of this job is handled by women with relatively weak physical strength and the elderly, but they can also receive a bread of their own like strong men.

Basically all street-facing houses have been transformed into shops, and a considerable number of them are officially established material exchange places. Citizens can use various types of goods to verify the value here by professional reviewers, and exchange them into two circulating currencies, Sosbian dollar and Ferdinand dollar according to their different personal needs, and then purchase the goods they need again.

After three consecutive expansions, the two-headed cows and bighorn sheep caught from the wild have already begun to breed. According to Lin Xiang's order, all cow milk and goat milk must be skimmed. After the butter is separated, it can only be supplied to high-level citizens with ration qualifications in batches.

The reproductive ability of mutant pigs is much stronger than that of domestic pigs in the old era. Strong radiation has changed the fixed structure of the body. In order to survive, they have also evolved sharp fangs. Unfortunately, pigs are still pigs. It has been less than a hundred years since the end of the war, and they cannot completely change themselves in such a short period of time. They get rid of obesity and become a real existence that is comparable to rotten wolf and hyenas. They can only settle for the second best. Under the pressure of harsh environment, they forcibly change the inherent reproductive system and strive to continue the population in a multi-birth and high-yield way.

Giving thirty-six baby boys in one child is a special case that shocked biologists in the old era. Now, no one is surprised by this. Looking at the round piglets who are curled up on the belly of the old sow, biting the fat *** and swallowing hard while humming comfortably, and not even wanting to open their eyes, people will only feel excited and happy. As long as these white and fat little guys can survive until the growth period, they can become fried meat and stewed meat on a plate with a scent of oily aroma.

The breeding of chickens ranks among the best among all livestock. Their egg laying rate is also higher than that of the ancestors of the old era. The special cage structure makes their strong desire to peck at eggs eventually turn into dreams. These birds with sharp claws and mouth shells are more violent than pigs. They are struggling all the time, wanting to tear the throats of the breeders and swallow fresh flesh and blood. But they cannot be released from the cages throughout their lives. Captive and free-range breeding have been proven since the old times, and breeding methods that can effectively enhance vitality and enhance the tenderness of muscles can probably only be used in their next generation, or in the next generation. The premise is that they must obey human orders honestly, stay in the nest and lay eggs seriously, and provide breeders with more high-energy nutritional supplements.

As for those fruit trees planted on the hillside, they only bear four fists-sized pears, and one peach that is not much larger than a thumb. If you really want to taste the fruit, you need to wait until next year or the year after.

Despite this, everything about Yinyue City still makes the refugees who have just joined the city feel novel.

They saw too many unimaginable things here. They had never even imagined that precious butter and cheese could be sold in store windows like ordinary goods; smoked and cured meat and waxed meat with tempting luster were worn on thick ropes in public cargo stations and hung throughout the roof; and salted fish and various seafood that were obviously transported from the seaside, with crystal grains of salt remaining on the surface... As long as you have enough money, you can get them.

You can also see some other things in the store - cans and biscuits with black skull logos on the surface, and jars and jars collected from the ruins look somewhat clean, clothes, shoes, and decontamination powder made of soapwood shrubs... Of course, there are many wilderness refugees who will make them, squeeze juice from sweet plants, boil them, and dry them, and get the jagged sugar after drying.

The supplies in Yinyue City are richer than most settlements, but this does not mean that everything can be bought here. Large family institutions that first walked out of underground shelters after the nuclear war can produce some very special items that cannot be obtained by ordinary production methods.

For example: beautiful women's underwear, light and smooth stockings, exquisitely crafted high heels, special razors for men, perfumes, coffee, skin care products and wine.

These things cannot fill their stomachs, but they represent some civilizations inherited from that era of destruction. Most of them are luxury goods from the old era. Louis Vuitton leather goods, Gillette blades, Chanel perfume, Lafite wine... After hundreds or even thousands of years of symbols, they have been vowed by future generations to protect and continue at the cost of life. They strictly abide by the production procedures, and the formula is still passed down from generation to generation according to the family regulations of the old era. Due to the limitations of the environment, raw materials, energy and other aspects, the output of these things is not large and the supply range is extremely limited, but the value is still extremely expensive, even better than that of the old era. If we must find some difference from it, then it is probably that people used money to buy it, and now they use food, gold, and other materials that can be used as hard currency for exchange.

The products sold in Yinyue City are currently only targeting the lower class. They are rough, durable, and cannot be beautiful or fine, but they can meet the requirements of refugees living on the hungry and poverty line. Their goals are actually not high, just eat and wear warmth.

Such a commodity model will probably last for a long time. As the number of high-level citizens increases and the benefits obtained from arable land and trade become more and more abundant, their requirements for commodities will not be limited to simple food and water. Middle and high-end trade networks must be established. Those short skirts and wines that have no effect in the eyes of wilderness refugees, cannot keep warm when worn, and cannot fill their stomachs. They only exist to satisfy human desires, will soon become treasures for them to bid for each other.

Human desires are always satisfied and vented through various different types of methods. To put it bluntly, the so-called luxury goods are actually the best props to use exquisite workmanship and artificial limits to empty consumers' pockets and quickly complete asset plunder.

To get these, you must target Sosbia. Although the Luton family does not have the ability to produce heavy machinery like the "Black Iron Furnace", they can produce other clothes with good texture and exquisite styles.

Plunder and occupation are a kind of sin, but Lin Xiang has no choice.

This is originally a chaotic and dirty world. If you want to survive among robbers and bandits, you must become a more cruel, cruel and tyrannical demon king than others.

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The weather in early spring is still a bit cold, and the breeze that blows on your face is fresh and comfortable.

The white thick velvet pantyhose outlines the slender legs, and the turtle-necked cotton-wool romper cover sets the girl's proud breast outline. A pair of short boots with feminine charm but cuteness. It is made of big-horned lambskin and surrounded by white shawls. The whole appearance is full of childishness and charm, making people unable to help but want to take care of themselves in their arms, and at the same time, it is also tempting to be ready to move.

A thin black shadow stood in the alley on the side of the street, staring at Ying Jia and Lin Xiang who were slowly walking from a distance with fanatical and jealous eyes.

"You are mine...you can only be mine..."
Chapter completed!