Chapter 22: Entering the Sand Capital

"Take off your pants, here?"

A Fu looked stunned, a little caught off guard.

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The horrified look gradually distorted and turned into shyness.

"Sure enough, the boss still started with my delicate flower..." Ah Fu squeezed his hand under the linen clothes and slowly took off his pants.

Link also put his hand into his clothes and started to take off his pants quickly, and the monkey even wanted to tear his pants off in a hurry.

Alfred's pants slipped from his knees, and then he bent over and raised his hips to face Link.

He spread his legs apart, and the fat, round head appeared between his legs, and he saw the boss also took off his pants.

The eyes of the two suddenly met, and Link squeezed the pants in his hand into a ball and threw it on Fu's ass.

This time, the strength was quite strong, and Ah Fu was smashed, and his footsteps were unstable in an instant, and the whole person fell forward.

"What are you thinking about all day? I mean take off the pants of the Wasteland Gang, otherwise we will be swept to death as a meticulous gunman of the Wasteland Gang as soon as we enter the city!"

Link was so angry that he was so full of ghs.

A'Fu fell to the ground in embarrassment, and smiled awkwardly when he heard the boss's words: "Ahaha? So that's what the boss meant..."

A Fu took off his pants, quickly got up from the ground, and got close to the boss, Link.

"Xiaobao, help me find out if there is anyone outside."

The water at the groundwater bifurcation is turbulent, and you can tell that the height is not low just by listening to the sound of the water rushing down.

In this case, no matter who is sent to investigate, it is not safe.

The Treasure Rat jumped off Link's shoulder and moved closer to the rusty iron door.

The Treasure Rat didn't come up directly, but stretched out its small claws to tear off the mottled rust on the iron door in front of it, and then listened closely.

Hey, this little guy is pretty hygienic.

The Treasure Rat listened for a while, then turned its head and squeaked excitedly, indicating that no one was moving outside, but it vaguely heard the same kind.

Link's eyes lit up, but no one had mice, and there was a river nearby...

The outside is either under the bridge or the sewer.

The sand sculptures were lying on their backs, drying their wings, and the treasure-hunting mice stayed away from the iron gate.

Link was wearing gloves and twisting the round handle hard with both hands.

Link tried his best, but the circular wheel remained motionless.

Link's strength is only 3 points, which is not even the level of a normal person.

"A'Fu, come up and try."

Link doesn't feel ashamed at all. What can he do if he inherits such a body as soon as he crosses over?

Ah Fu spat two mouthfuls of saliva on his hands, rubbed his palms, and rotated his hands vigorously.

The rust stains on the circular runner began to break and lift up, falling to the ground with a clatter, and at the same time making a harsh rubbing sound.

It was turned.

Ah Fu turned faster and faster, and soon the heavy iron door made a loud "dong" sound, and the runner was stuck.

"A-Fu, step back, and I'll open the door."

Although the Treasure Rat had heard that no one was outside, Link still held the Glock 17 pistol in his hand just in case.

Link raised the gun with one hand and pushed open the iron door with the other.

The iron gate, which has been abandoned for decades, is extremely heavy, and when it is pushed open, it emits a harsh screeching sound.

Pushing open the door, Link saw a wide and rushing black water at a glance, and a semi-circular dome above his head.

Immediately afterwards, a foul stench hit his face, suffocating Link and Alfred.

Well, Link already knows where this is.

Drainage main line in Shadu.

Link and A'Fu came out with their noses covered, closed the iron door again, glanced at the direction of the water, and headed up.

Sewage is discharged directly outside the city,

So they can enter the city in reverse.

The sand sculpture really couldn't stand the smell, so it unfolded its wings and flew upstream along the sewer system.

The Treasure Mouse continued to follow Link.

"A'Fu, you are optimistic about the road. If you accidentally fall, you will be directly washed out of the city by the sewage. I can't even save it."

When Ah Fu heard the words, he immediately squeezed against the wall.

The roads on both sides of the sewer are very narrow, only about one meter.

The treasure hunter quickly saw a few of the same kind covered in black, and jumped to the ground excitedly to say hello.

Link glanced down, the Treasure Rat was chatting friendly with the same kind in the city.

But it can be clearly seen that the rat in the countryside, the treasure-hunting rat, is even more refined than the rat in the sewer in the city.

Standing with his feet straight and his back straight, he spoke at a distance of a fist, for fear that these sewer rats would stain his fur.

After chatting for a few words, Link heard the chattering voices intensifying behind him.

After a while, the Treasure Rat came back, jumped onto Link again, sat on his shoulders, put his hands on his hips, his cheeks bulged as if he was puffed up, and began to talk to Link about what happened just now.

Link laughed after hearing this.

To put it simply, those black mice are just a word.

The kennel in the sewers of Shadu is better than the 10,000-acre mansion in the ruins of your third-tier small city!

Treasure-hunting mice refuted a lot, but the black mice just said one word - my home is in Sandu.

Let your tongue shine like a lotus, my sand city.

Finally, the treasure hunter ran back in anger.

"Hehe, why bother with them. When the Wind Howl Castle is built in the future, you are the rat of the royal family, and your status is higher than their mud legs. I don't know where to go."

Link said that this team is difficult to lead!

There is a servant who wants to take off his pants all day long, there is a mouse who needs psychological counseling, and a lazy performance artist sand sculpture.

After walking for half an hour, I finally saw the light at the end.

In the last wave of sprint, Link and A'Fu saw a dazzling white light in front of their eyes. The two finally walked out of the sewers and went to the side to gasp recklessly.

The glare gradually disappeared, and Link's eyes returned to clarity.

Look around.

The scene in front of him is very familiar, and the black water rushing from the river is also clearer.

Link walked along the slope stairs to the upper vent, breathing the still fresh air.

What you can see is a huge garbage dump. There are many people with dark skin and deformed body like A Fu, sorting garbage in the garbage heap, looking for valuable or valuable things to recycle.

The garbage dump, located in the slum area of ​​Shadu, is also the southernmost edge of Shadu.

"This garbage dump is so big..." Ah Fu opened his mouth wide and was stunned.

Link's stomach was already a little hungry.

After escaping from the Goria Canal, he ate nothing but water.

Although Link already has a complete plan and plan, the priority of filling his stomach is obviously more important than the plan.

"Afu, we should go."

Link didn't want to linger at the junkyard.

First of all, the sand is a very 'dangerous' place, and the slums have the reputation of 'hell on earth'.

The level of chaos here is far greater than that of the desert and the Gobi.

There is a saying in the slums of Sadu.

You can still sit in the petty bourgeoisie coffee shop in the rich area and drink cappuccino in the morning. In the afternoon, you may be stuffed into a sack and transported to the poor area. When you get out of the sack at night, you will find that it has been transported to the mechanical city. Be part of the biobattery 'army'.

Here, human trafficking, tissue organs, hired murders, and arms deals abound.

Although Sandu belongs to the Free Federation, it is hostile to the Mechanicus.

But in places like slums, there is no right or wrong, the only reason is money.

As long as you give money, there is nothing you can't do.

Link still has cash on his body. He found 3,400 wasteland coins from the mechanical fanatic. If this money is saved for food, shelter, and travel, it will be more than enough for a month.

Ah Fu's eyes widened, admiring again and again along the way.

The further you go into the junkyard, the more formal it looks.

The garbage piled in the innermost has been screened. Only poor children will stay here all day, pick up some leaks, and exchange a few dollars to supplement their families.

The real garbage is in the middle of the junkyard, all kinds of huge trucks transporting garbage, and excavators above the garbage mountain.

Corrupt rubbish mixed with diesel exhaust, pungent nose, and tears in the eyes.

Link and Ah Fu are dressed as refugees, and with Ah Fu's complexion, they perfectly fit into the junkyard.

Not the slightest violation.

After walking out of the garbage dump, there is a slum with small partitions, which looks like an area made up of patches of various colors when viewed from a height.

"I'll take you for a meal at noon, and we'll have a big dinner in the evening."

Naturally, Ah Fu had no objection, and nodded again and again.

He was already very happy when he came to Sandu. He saw so many people, and many of them had the same skin color as him...

Ah Fu finally understood what his father was expecting at that time.

If you open a coffin-carrying company in Shadu, there will definitely be a market!

Link bought five sandwiches for five bucks at the slum stand.

I ate one and a half, Ah Fu ate two, the treasure hunter ate half, and fed one to the sand sculpture.

Don't ask why the sand sculptures don't eat by themselves.

lazy!

After gobbling down the food, Link beat his chest and choked a little.

The next step is to find a place to live.

Link didn't plan to live in the slum for a long time. It was too messy and accidents could happen at any time, and it was easy to distract attention and energy.

But these two days, he can only live in the slums.

Because he's going to ship...

Walking out of the slum, the two or three-storey buildings in front of you finally have a little urban flavor.

However, the blackened potholes and dirt roads, the occasional cesspools on the side of the road, and the blackened and old exterior walls of the buildings all indicate that this place is more like an 'urban-rural junction'.

Link found a hotel on the corner of the street whose listing was about to fall, opened the dilapidated wooden door with the word 'Open', walked through the dark, long and breathless corridor, and walked to the front desk of the hotel.

A dark-skinned aunt who is almost blending into the dark, with her signature curly hair, is now knitting a sweater with her head down.

"I want a standard room."

The black aunt didn't lift her head: "50 a night!"

"Three days first."

Link simply handed over the money neatly, and the black aunt took out the room card and key from the drawer and counted the money.

With a voice as thick as a drake, he said mechanically: "There is a boiling water room at the end of the corridor on each floor. The only meals are hamburger sandwiches and sodas. A piece of 5 yuan, you need to call the front desk..."

Without waiting to finish speaking, Link took Ah Fu upstairs, resting a little and having more important things to do.

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