Wasteland Code Survival

"..."

Looking at the attributes of the ring, Qi Lin was silent for a long time.

If Qi Lin had found the ring first, maybe the people in that car wouldn't have to die.

But Qi Lin is not an indecisive person. After sighing, he dragged all the corpses on the ground onto the truck, and then pulled them away from the side of the road, randomly found an inconspicuous recess and threw them all in— -After an hour, the body was refreshed, and there were no traces of it.

After handling the corpse, Qi Lin put the ring on the little finger of his left hand, and then directly activated "Disguise" and "Hidden"——

Seeing a glimmer of imperceptible light flashed on the ring, Qi Lin felt that his face seemed to be covered with a thin layer, and his id changed from "9527" to a very inconspicuous "5699703".

Using the rearview mirror on the truck, Qi Lin found that his face had changed from the original delicate shape to a tough face with Chinese characters, his double eyelids became single eyelids, his complexion became more sallow, and his lips grew a circle. Hard short whiskers.

Reaching out and touching it, the texture of the beard is very real. Qi Lin tried to pull it again, and found that the beard seemed to be on his face. Not only could it not be pulled off, but it would also cause pain to Qi Lin.

"Tsk, I didn't expect a white-robed priest to have such a good thing, and it happened to appear most when needed. I am afraid that it will not overdraw the character..."

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It seems that it has become a rule to do a fight before entering the city, but this time, Qi Lin's gain is far greater than when he bullied Los Angeles at the gate of Thunder City... It's just that he and Los Angeles Compared with wind, mutual aid associations are even more difficult to provoke.

At least, in Thunder City, Luo Chengfeng didn't dare to attack himself, and now, as long as Qi Lin dared to reveal his identity in the City of Steel, he probably didn't need the Templars to take action. Those fanatical players could use a lot of people. He piled to death.

The truck could not be driven, and the power armor was too conspicuous. Qi Lin could only find a place in the wild to hide these two things, and then use a few rags to cover the entire body of the Gauss sniper rifle and psg-1. Entangled, put on a backpack and walked towards the city of steel.

There is still half an hour left for those Templars to resurrect. For at least this half an hour, the mutual aid players in the City of Steel have no idea what happened at this checkpoint.

As long as Qi Lin can seize this time to mix into the city, plus the two skills of the Hidden Ring, then the players of the mutual aid club want to catch him, it is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

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After half an hour, Qi Lin finally came to this city of steel.

I saw a mountain-like super aircraft carrier, like a wedge, most of it wedged into the port of the military port, and relying on this giant, various strange-shaped buildings rose from the ground, tightly clinging to the sides The side of the ship is like piles of extra-large barnacles attached to it.

And the military port of the old era before, can no longer see the half of the military port, and insist on saying something... Qi Lin feels that the outer city of this steel city is a bit of an old movie from the old era. The shadow of "The Kowloon Walled City".

At the entrance of the City of Steel, Qi Lin saw that many Templar knights in white clothes and white robes were maintaining the order of players entering the city. Those players who entered the city seemed to be divided into two groups, one of which was after a simple registration. , Was taken to the front of a tent. In front of the tent with the Libra emblem of the Mutual Aid Association, there were several large wooden barrels. Every player who was taken there could receive a black bread or Two baked potatoes.

For another group of people, not only were they unable to receive food, they also had to pay the Templars an "entry fee". The entrance fee could be a resource point, or it could be ammunition, food, or other valuable things.

Qi Lin silently observed from a distance for five minutes, only then did he find a long line of players and followed behind him quietly.

If he guessed correctly, those who have food to receive should be players who are willing to join the mutual aid club, while those who have to pay the entrance fee are just the opposite.

The number of players in the two batches is about two to one. Many players who joined the mutual aid association are all the same as the group Qi Lin met on the road before. They are ragged, with yellow and thin faces, and they all look like beggars. Many people immediately gobbled up food as soon as they got the food.

Several large barrels of food were quickly separated, and it didn't take long for a small pickup truck to drive out of the city. With the help of a group of mutual aid members, several Templars moved several large barrels from the vehicle.

At this time, I don’t know who took the lead, and the players who were waiting to distribute the food immediately cheered: "Long live the Lord God! Long live the Archbishop!"

"Long live the Lord God! Long live the Archbishop!"

"Long live the Lord God! Long live the Archbishop!"

Shouting and shouting, there were several players who were overly excited, and they danced with laughter and crying——

At this moment, a kind-looking fat priest jumped from the co-pilot of the pickup, raised his fat palm, and signaled everyone

Be quiet, and then said in a loud voice: "As long as you join the mutual aid association, from now on, everyone will be a family, blessed and shared, and shared difficulties... Of course, we still need to thank the great Lord God for all these foods. A gift from the Lord God..."

Seeing the fat priest impassionedly preaching among the increasingly hot gazes of a group of players, Qi Lin, who was watching from afar, suddenly came up with a word--

"God stick."

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After more than an hour, the long line on Qi Lin's side finally came to an end. After the Templar asked that Qi Lin did not intend to join the mutual aid club, his warm smile suddenly became colder. In a routine tone, Qi Lin said: "Then you need to pay an entrance fee, 30 resource points, or something equivalent."

"So expensive?"

Thirty resource points, the price is definitely not cheap. You must know that in the refuge, the exchange price of 200 grams of synthetic food is only 0.5 resource points. Even in the game, 30 resource points are enough. I can change 15 rounds of high-quality 7.62mm bullets.

"Don't go to the city if you are too expensive, or join a mutual aid association--you guys without faith will never understand the greatness of the Lord God--"

Qi Lin curled his lips, thought for a while, and then changed his hand to the one hundred resource points of the Templar knight, and then quietly leaned to the ear of the other party, and whispered: "Brother, I want to ask you something, this steel , Ah no, where is the best news in the holy city?"

Seeing the amount of resource points Qi Lin had transferred to him, the Templar was taken aback for a moment, but then immediately revealed a knowing smile, and also whispered: "Want to inquire about the news? The Holy Light Bar in the Holy City But a good place-okay, okay, you go in, the next one—"

"Holy Light Bar?" Qi Lin repeated the name. In this city of steel, even places like bars have to be tainted with a spirit of spirit in their names to enhance their competencies?

Just when Qi Lin was about to find someone to ask how to get to the Holy Light Bar, a guy who followed him into the city, dressed as a hunter, and some squirrel-eyed guys suddenly followed quickly, and Qi Lin showed a person who looked no matter what. Feeling very wretched smile.

"Hey, brother? Hunters? They came to this holy city to make a fortune?"