"My favorite record store

"Yesterday was her last day

"The fragments that once intoxicated me

"Are all scattered on the street..." (Note 1)

In the song played by the small speaker, Shang Jianyao swayed his body slightly with the melody, driving the gray-green jeep towards the road on the edge of the swamp.

Jiang Baimian rested her right arm horizontally on the passenger door, turned her body to the side, and looked out the window.

She had long been accustomed to Shang Jianyao's behavior of playing music every time he drove, but she would occasionally suggest changing a song because she couldn't appreciate some of them.

At this time, Jiang Baimian did not comment on the songs echoing in the car, and asked the team members with interest:

"Do you remember what happened here?"

"We encountered the Black Marsh Iron Serpent and that group of robbers." Long Yuehong was deeply impressed by his first encounter with danger.

"Yes." Jiang Baimian said with emotion, "If it weren't for us, with the equipment of that group of robbers, they could have lived a good life in most parts of the wasteland."

Although there were only a few robbers, they had a military exoskeleton device.

Many large robber gangs cannot obtain such powerful items.

Sitting on the other side of the back row, Bai Chen glanced at the sunlight penetrating the branches and leaves and the nearby deformed and terrifying trees, and thought for a while and said:

"I remember that the wife of the leader of the robbers was captured by the people of 'First City' and became the plaything of a certain elder or his direct descendant. His son first became a slave of that family and was later sent to school."

If it weren't for this relationship, how could that group of robbers have owned a military exoskeleton device.

After listening to Bai Chen's words, Jiang Baimian "tsk"ed:

"Because of this, I have always been quite curious about what that lady looks like, to make a person of power in 'First City' so infatuated that they were willing to give her ex-husband, uh, the settlement where she used to live a military exoskeleton device."

It has been less than seventy years since the destruction of the Old World, and it is indeed possible to find good-looking men and women in various wasteland wanderer settlements, but they are either covered in dust or skinny, lacking the special qualities that make people's eyes shine.

That kind of natural beauty, free from artifice, cannot grow in wasteland wanderer settlements where survival is quite difficult.

Moreover, in the eyes of the "Old Tune Team" members who have seen "Chosen Ones," that is, genetically modified people, those few people may be called beauties, but it is difficult to add the modifier "great."

However, there are always various exceptions in the world. A certain wasteland wanderer's ancestral genes are stubborn, and a little cleaning can fascinate a large group of people, which is also acceptable.

Regarding Jiang Baimian's emotion, the Shang Jianyao who was driving made a comment:

"Definitely not as good as you."

"Oh." Jiang Baimian asked with a smile, "Should I be flattered?"

Although she has always been very confident in her appearance and figure, and her skin color is also the type she likes, but facing Shang Jianyao, who never plays cards according to common sense, she feels that she cannot be complacent about this.

God knows what this guy will say next!

Besides, Jiang Baimian has always believed that she relies on her brain and strength, and appearance is just the icing on the cake.

While Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were guessing what amazing words Shang Jianyao would come up with this time, he replied seriously:

"I am very honest. I say what I think. I won't casually belittle someone, nor will I deliberately compliment anyone."

So it seems that this argumentative fellow is not without a cute side... Jiang Baimian cleared her throat and said:

"I wonder if the person who wrote the letter and his mother were affected by the last riot in First City?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the honest Shang Jianyao exclaimed in horror:

"You, you want to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots?"

This guy is not cute at all... Jiang Baimian gritted her teeth:

"Are they worthy?"

The current "Old Tune Team," wherever they go, are objects that the senior management of the corresponding forces need to pay attention to. Even large forces such as "First City" and the "White Knights Order" will not take them lightly.

Although they definitely have the ability to suppress the "Old Tune Team," before that, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and others will definitely cause considerable damage, and there is a certain hope to transfer in advance and escape.

Before Shang Jianyao could respond, Jiang Baimian remembered a scene from the past and looked out the window with nostalgia:

"That time, we also seized a heavy motorcycle. It felt really good to ride.

"I wonder when we can get another one..."

Uh... Long Yuehong chose to shut up, and so did Bai Chen.

Even Shang Jianyao didn't dare to speak at this moment.

Jiang Baimian certainly guessed why they had such expressions and thought with a slight sense of sadness:

"I probably won't have the chance to ride a heavy motorcycle in the future..."

With her current situation, after riding a motorcycle and rushing out in the roar, it is estimated that she will not be able to return smoothly, unless she is willing to slowly follow beside the jeep.

But in that case, the joy of riding a heavy motorcycle is completely gone. What is the point of riding it?

Heh, before, Wei, Little Bai, and Little Hong even wanted to vote to deprive me of the right to drive. Fortunately, I argued on the basis of reason and won. Humph, let you two sit in the back row. Thank me! Jiang Baimian changed her mind and resentfully recalled something that happened when she had just left "Pangu Biology."

At that time, Shang Jianyao suggested that she should not drive in the future, and concentrate on being a passenger, so as not to accidentally lead the team to who knows where.

Seeing that Bai Chen and Long Yuehong were obviously moved, Jiang Baimian decisively suppressed that so-called honest guy, and the "proposal" died in the womb.

Her road blindness has not been so serious that she will deviate from the route even with artificial navigation!

...

"Changhe City United Steel Plant" ruins.

This place belongs to a small ruin that was discovered in the chaotic era. It has long been visited by a large number of relic hunters, and even the gate of the affiliated hospital has been moved away. There are really not many valuable things left.

Except for hunters who pass by occasionally and search again, hoping to find some garbage that can be exchanged for food, almost no one will come here on purpose.

The above is the information originally mastered by Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and the others, but now they know that this seemingly desolate and dilapidated place has another identity:

One of the five holy sites of Buddhism!

Every year, "Bodhi" and "Zhuang Sheng" believers from different places in the gray soil, belonging to different sects, come here to pilgrimage and pay homage to the steel refining stupa.

Jiang Baimian glanced at the uninhabited ruins and looked at the affiliated hospital on the road into the factory and the family area surrounding the steel plant, pondering slightly:

"Go directly to Family Area Two."

Fan Wensi on the medical record lived in Room 302, Building 4, Family Area 2.

Finding out her whereabouts after the destruction of the Old World is the main goal of Shang Jianyao and others' action.

As for where Family Area Two is, Jiang Baimian had already done her homework.

As a relic that has been explored countless times and squeezed out most of its value, a lot of information here is public, and "Pangu Biology" is the hidden overlord of the Black Marsh Wilderness. How could they not have any understanding of this place, and not have sent people here in the early days?

Just by extracting the company's internal information about the steel plant ruins, Jiang Baimian restored the complete layout here and figured out where Family Area Two was.

Seeing the team leader taking out the map, Shang Jianyao raised his hand:

"I have a question."

Don't ask... Jiang Baimian almost answered like that, but her reason stopped her.

"What?" She nodded.

Shang Jianyao asked seriously:

"Did you really not make a mistake when drawing the map?

"A map drawn by a road idiot doesn't seem so trustworthy."

Uh... Long Yuehong, on the one hand, felt that Shang Jianyao's concerns made some sense, and on the other hand, he really wanted to see him get beaten.

Jiang Baimian controlled her left hand, "Humph"ed, and said word by word:

"I, have, repeatedly, checked, it, five, times!

"I also asked Little Bai to check it twice."

"Yes." Bai Chen said that this was indeed the case.

Shang Jianyao let out a long sigh of relief:

"That's good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the car door and jumped to the side, avoiding Jiang Baimian's gaze.

Amidst the banter of Shang Jianyao and the others, the "Old Tune Team"'s jeep arrived at the gate along the road into the factory, but did not enter, and turned to the right.

The buildings connected there belonged to Family Area Two.

Some of the buildings here have collapsed, and some are very dilapidated, covered with a lot of green. The common point is that there are no doors.

——Wooden doors became bonfire fuel, and iron doors were taken away and recycled as scrap metal to exchange for food.

In the feeling of silence, the "Old Tune Team"'s jeep drove for a while, and after seven turns and eight turns, found Building 4.

It still stands, but it is also dilapidated.

Sensing it, Shang Jianyao said to Jiang Baimian and others:

"There is no human consciousness on the third floor."

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, indicating that her electrical signal sensing result was the same.

The four got out of the car one after another. Long Yuehong and Bai Chen stayed below, ready to support at any time, while Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian stepped onto the third floor step by step through the humid and rotten corridor.

The two households on the third floor also had no doors, allowing people in the corridor to directly see the situation in some areas of the living room.

After a little identification, Jiang Baimian confirmed which one was Room 302 and cast her gaze into it.

Vaguely, she seemed to see a tuft of black hair lying quietly on the ground.

Note 1: Quoted from "The Person Without Ideals Is Not Sad," New Pants Band

ps: Asking for double monthly tickets~