Wang Fugui had an ammunition belt tied around his waist, with two pistols stuck in it, and nothing else in terms of weapons.

As soon as he entered the bar, he greeted the various ruin hunters familiarly:

"Williamson, how's it going? Did you find that abandoned military base?"

"Locke, you're still alive? Didn't you go looking for that white giant wolf?"

"Did you get any prey today?"

"Have the 'Heartless' and mutated creatures in the mountains been well-behaved recently?"

……

Wang Fugui, a member of the Grey Earth people, behaved like a local here, knowing everyone and able to chat with them for a few words.

In this way, he slowly walked to the bar and knocked on the counter:

"Give me a meat brew."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Wate.

This allowed him to spot Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and the others.

A look of surprise immediately appeared on Wang Fugui's face, and after a few seconds, he laughed and said:

"You guys finally came after all."

He didn't deliberately use the Grey Earth language.

"You recognized us?" Shang Jianyao looked "incredulous".

Although he had done less disguise than the two ladies, only wearing a wig and slightly modifying his appearance, it was still quite impressive that Wang Fugui, whom he had only met once, could recognize him.

Wang Fugui glanced at Jiang Baimian and smiled:

"You left a deep impression on me. Your team doesn't look much like ruin hunters. Oh, and you have a robot?"

His praise afterward was sincere.

No matter where you are, it is something to be envied when a ruin hunter team is equipped with a robot.

"Isn't that too uncommon in the area around First City?" Jiang Baimian responded with a question.

Without waiting for Wang Fugui to speak, she asked, not hiding her curiosity:

"Have you encountered that white giant wolf?"

"Not yet." Wang Fugui shook his head self-deprecatingly, "Otherwise, you might not have seen me. Although the guild provided some useful information, many ruin hunters still died because of it, or rather, disappeared."

Saying this, he patted Wate's shoulder:

"Like this one, he lost all his companions, but don't underestimate him. Surviving shows that he's not as ordinary as he looks."

Wate's expression immediately changed slightly, and then he retorted:

"What's ordinary about my appearance?"

He didn't deny that he wasn't ordinary... How much of his sadness, fear, and panic just now was fake? Or is it that a ruin hunter with not weak strength was also scared out of his wits by the white giant wolf incident? Jiang Baimian muttered inwardly, but there was no change on the surface.

"That depends on who you compare him to." Wang Fugui didn't want to argue to the end and easily deflected Wate's question.

He smiled and said to the members of the "Old Task Force":

"There's no guild here, no notarization, only the most basic and weak order. You have to be careful about everything.

"Was Wate just trying to sell you information about the white giant wolf's whereabouts?

"Hehe, he is indeed sad, but that doesn't stop him from trying to make money. This is the instinct of most ruin hunters.

"I'm not saying that his information is definitely wrong. He would turn against me. I can only remind you that any information you get here, any words you hear, must be verified from various sources before you can believe it."

Wang Fugui behaved very friendly, looking like he was taking care of "fellow villagers".

"We were the ones who brought it up." Jiang Baimian said a word for Wate.

Shang Jianyao then asked curiously:

"Then what you just said, does that also have to be verified from various sources before we can believe it?"

Wang Fugui was speechless, and after a long time, he said self-deprecatingly:

"You're right."

"Haha." Wate laughed when he saw this.

He wiped the corner of his eye and said:

"Wang, you can finally understand how I usually feel."

He then exhaled and said:

"I still insist on staying here, on selling information, instead of running back and hiding in the blanket and crying, because they still have families and need money and supplies."

Wang Fugui responded seriously:

"You looked completely collapsed at the time. I suspected that you would go crazy at any time. I didn't expect you to come out of it."

This... Wate's image had a certain reversal in Long Yuehong's heart again.

He initially thought that this was a pitiful person who had lost his companions but was still considered lucky. After Wang Fugui revealed that Wate had been selling information about the white giant wolf during this period, he felt that this was a veteran. Perhaps there was sadness, but more of it was for business. There was nothing to condemn about this. Most people on the Grey Earth were like this. Everything was for survival, and survival was everything.

And now, Long Yuehong raised his evaluation of Wate, and it was difficult to describe this person in specific words. He felt that he was very complicated, with a good side and cunning places, and he had to be wary of him at times.

Wang Fugui looked at the "Old Task Force" again and continued the previous topic:

"It's not peaceful here. Someone might pull a gun on you at any time. Hehe, where's your car? Did you leave someone to watch it? I'm afraid you won't be able to find it when you go out."

"We have installed alarms and surveillance cameras." Shang Jianyao replied sincerely.

This was the electronic equipment purchased when dealing with the real "Father". The "Old Task Force" sold some and kept some for future use.

"..." Wang Fugui suddenly felt that his reminder seemed a little alarmist.

The team opposite him seemed to have broken away from the level of needing someone to guard it. Compared with most ruin hunters, they were at least one level stronger in terms of technology.

Some hunters could use those electronic items but couldn't afford them or get them, and some simply didn't know how to use them.

Jiang Baimian smiled and resolved the other party's embarrassment:

"With robots, we don't have to worry about these things."

"That's true." Wang Fugui took the cup that the boss pushed over and chewed on the meat brew.

The "Old Task Force" also ordered a cup each and tasted the specialties of this forward camp.

As for Genava, he had already found a place to charge.

There was a sign there with the price written on it.

The meat brew was very fishy. This was Long Yuehong's first impression. Then, a slightly sour taste spread, but it was suppressed by the strong aroma of plants, making it not so unbearable.

The various flavors mixed together were actually not bad.

After eating the meat brew and gnawing on a piece of bread, Wang Fugui stood up and waved his hand:

"I'm going to rest. You can come to me if you have any difficulties."

Saying that, he showed a smile:

"For a fee."

After watching Wang Fugui leave, Wate looked at Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and the others:

"Have you known each other for a long time?"

"No, we just met once before in another place." Jiang Baimian answered truthfully.

She deliberately showed a curious expression:

"Do you know what kind of person he is?"

Wate was silent for two seconds and said:

"I said just now that here, hunters often need to form teams to ensure their own safety. Only a very few are loners.

"He's one of them, only occasionally acting with others."

Long Yuehong raised his eyelids slightly and subconsciously glanced at the bar door again.

He remembered Wate's evaluation of loners at the time:

Terribly powerful.

After spending 20 orres to buy Wate's information, Jiang Baimian and the others stood up and prepared to return to where they had parked.

They didn't ask how bad the security situation here was, because Bai Chen had informed the others in advance.

Here, there is no security at all, unless you are willing to pay.

The team of "First City" soldiers responsible for maintaining order in this forward camp's main responsibility was to monitor the changes in the mountains and make timely warnings to the outside world.

As far as they were concerned, as long as those ruin hunters didn't cause a large-scale gun battle, they didn't need to care, anyway, it wasn't their acquaintances who died.

Therefore, in the forward camp, being stolen from, robbed, or even assassinated was not too uncommon.

Wate's subtext about loners was: you must stick together to survive.

This was the case in many places on the Grey Earth.

Perhaps Genava's image deterred those who were secretly watching, the alarm on the "Old Task Force's" car was not set off, and the surveillance camera did not capture anyone trying to approach.

Because they had spent too much time driving on the mountain road before, it was already very dark, and the cawing of crows echoed in the distance.

"Same rules, sleep in the car, take turns on night watch." Jiang Baimian pressed her hand on the hood of the jeep and issued an order.

There were hotels in this forward camp, and they provided safe parking, but not many ruin hunters stayed there.

On the one hand, they trusted the guns in their hands and the companions they had known for many years more. On the other hand, they couldn't bear to spend the money.

The only reason the "Old Task Force" didn't stay was that Jiang Baimian wanted the team members to adapt to a similar environment.

Just like Bai Chen said before, the wanderers and ruin hunters on the Grey Earth lived a life of not knowing if they would have tomorrow, gray, depressing, and painful.

In similar situations, they would naturally find channels for venting in certain aspects, and would become flamboyant and unrestrained from time to time.

At a glance, Long Yuehong saw a large number of modified vehicles and motorcycles, which had a completely different temperament from the modifications of the "Rootless", emphasizing uniqueness, emphasizing individuality, all kinds of things, and nothing was too strange.

In addition to this, after men and women met, as long as there was no partner around, the other party was still pleasing to the eye, and they could ensure their own safety - safety in all aspects, they would not be stingy to have a relationship beyond friendship, and use this method to forget the tomorrow that would eventually come and stay in the happy present.

Of course, they were reluctant to go to the camp hotel, and they didn't dare to go to the wilderness and forests outside. They either made do in the car, or just found some cover in the corner.

As a result, some sounds would drill into Long Yuehong's ears from time to time, and some vehicles shook so much that his face turned red.

At this time, Genava suggested:

"How about I take full responsibility tonight, anyway, the battery is enough?"

"No." Jiang Baimian said seriously, "Everyone has their own responsibilities. You can't replace them every time."

While Genava was analyzing this sentence, a huge roar suddenly sounded from somewhere in the mountain:

"Awoo!"

This gave Long Yuehong and Bai Chen the illusion of returning to the No. 1 Swamp Ruins.

However, this roar was not so terrifying, not so exaggerated, and no one echoed it.

"That white giant wolf?" Shang Jianyao was excited.