Faced with a genuinely mentally ill patient who had a doctor's certificate, Jiang Bai Mian was speechless.
Frankly speaking, she was unwilling to believe that Shang Jian Yao had done so much just to go out for a dance.
It was simply unscientific.
You know, in those short few minutes, Shang Jian Yao first further provoked Zhao Tie with an unyielding stare, and then seized the opportunity to challenge him by comparing the size of their penises, successfully prompting the other party to choose a one-on-one fight in the outside "dance floor."
And he went to such great lengths, made such a big detour, just to get rid of the restrictions, go out to play music, and have a dance?
Rather than this, Jiang Bai Mian preferred to believe that every step in this process was a change brought about by Shang Jian Yao's "brain fart," which then presented the current result.
However, after excluding all impossibilities with various details and her understanding of Shang Jian Yao, only one answer remained:
This guy meticulously planned, proceeded step by step, and acted in a roundabout way, really just to join in the fun and have a dance!
It was like someone spending a long time making a plan, successfully completing a robbery with an interlocking scheme, but the purpose was just to take this opportunity to share a lollipop with the girl accompanying the victim.
Was this the persistence of a mentally ill person? For very simple goals, they could take a big detour, design a very complex plan, and have terrifyingly strong execution skills... Jiang Bai Mian thought to herself, nonchalantly pointing to the high stool next to her:
"Now that you've finished dancing, sit down."
Before Shang Jian Yao could take a step, a group of young people suddenly poured into the RV.
Various fuel odors, differing in magnitude, instantly drilled into Long Yue Hong and the others' noses.
Among these young people, the men all had the hair on both sides of their heads shaved off, and the women either had short hair or hair dyed green, purple, red, or gold, just like the flashing lights outside.
They surrounded Shang Jian Yao, chattering:
"What's the name of that song just now?"
"So groovy!"
"I'm still stuck in that melody!"
"Can you copy it for us?"
"That sense of rhythm is amazing!"
Shang Jian Yao showed a sunny smile:
"Okay.
"I need you to copy the songs you played earlier too."
Hearing this response, those young people all gave him a thumbs up:
"Good taste!"
Just like that, Shang Jian Yao mingled with them, and with the help of a laptop and corresponding data cable that was brought in, they exchanged their favorite music.
After completing this task, Shang Jian Yao reluctantly returned to Jiang Bai Mian's side and sat down.
Jiang Bai Mian, who had watched their exchange the whole time, asked thoughtfully:
"In the future, when you fight with others, will you have to put on music?"
Shang Jian Yao answered seriously:
"If there's an opportunity and time permits."
Without waiting for Jiang Bai Mian and the others to say anything, he explained his ideas:
"Moreover, different enemies need to be paired with different music.
"Like the mechanical monk, Pure Law Zen Master, I have to match a song called 'Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss'. Although I don't understand the lyrics, I think the name is very suitable for them."
Jiang Bai Mian imagined everyone swaying their bodies and stepping to the beat with the music during the intense "battle" and sighed silently:
"I think this is a destruction of the enemy's soul.
"Well, it may also stimulate their potential..."
At this moment, Fei Lin had already poured four glasses of wild tree fruit wine and pushed them in front of Shang Jian Yao and the others.
This wine was purplish-red in color and had a refreshing fragrance.
"Don't rush to drink, wait a little longer." Fei Lin instructed, smiling at Shang Jian Yao, "Young man, you're not bad. I even want you to be my son-in-law."
Jiang Bai Mian didn't give Shang Jian Yao a chance to "talk nonsense" and joked:
"Commander, aren't you going to blame him for hitting your people?"
Yes, yes... Long Yue Hong echoed silently, indicating that this was also his question.
Bai Chen helped explain:
"'Rootless' people are very welcome to strong warriors."
Fei Lin nodded with a smile:
"Yes, our tribe or trade union welcomes and worships five types of people the most.
"First, good repairmen, second, good drivers, third, good guides, fourth, good gunmen, and fifth, good warriors.
"A warrior refers to someone who is good at close combat and uses cold weapons.
"Haha, you've also seen that there are tankers and many RVs in the camp. If they are hit or grazed by bullets, it wouldn't be good. Therefore, although you are allowed to carry guns, guns are actually not allowed in the camp. Any disputes are resolved with fists and feet.
"The same goes for the young children. It's unrealistic to completely control their energetic nature. We can only let them dance and fight more. Over generations, whoever is good at fighting is the king of the children and is very popular.
"Moreover, we are a trade union. We try our best not to use guns whenever possible. If we forge deep blood feuds, how can we do business in the future? At this time, everyone may end up making friends after a fight."
After listening, Jiang Bai Mian smiled and pointed at Bai Chen:
"We have a very powerful guide who already told us that it's best not to take out guns in the camp."
Fei Lin's attitude was very easygoing, and he looked at Bai Chen and joked:
"Why don't you be my daughter-in-law? Here, the treatment for guides is very good."
"If you're willing to have the entire caravan marry into our group, I have no objections," Jiang Bai Mian joked back.
As they talked, Jiang Bai Mian glanced at Shang Jian Yao, then turned to Fei Lin and said:
"Add another can and four more glasses of wild tree fruit wine."
"Wait until you've tasted it and think it's good before asking for more," Fei Lin said sincerely.
Jiang Bai Mian's eyes were dark and bright, and she explained with a smile:
"This is to treat you."
"Then I won't be polite." Fei Lin poured four more glasses of fruit wine and took one to himself.
After chatting for a while, he said:
"You can drink now."
Long Yue Hong looked at his team leader and, after obtaining her permission, picked up his glass and took a sip.
The taste of this wild tree fruit wine wasn't as sweet as he imagined, but it also didn't have an overly sour taste. As the fragrance permeated, the mellow taste gradually spread out, and the aftertaste was long.
"Not sweet enough." Shang Jian Yao frowned slightly and gave an honest review.
Fei Lin immediately laughed:
"Over the years, I don't know how many young people in the trade union have said such things, but when they get older, they all invariably like to drink a few more glasses, and even stronger ones."
Speaking of this, he sighed softly:
"Life is full of too much suffering. For us 'rootless people,' maybe only after drinking can we get a moment of peace and return to a hometown of unknown appearance."
Jiang Bai Mian didn't interrupt Fei Lin's words. After he finished speaking, she raised her glass and said:
"The last sip was a taste.
"Now it's to salute you."
The "Old Tune Group" the other three followed by picked up their glasses.
"I also salute you." Fei Lin smiled, raised his glass, and clinked it with theirs separately.
After each took a sip, Shang Jian Yao looked at Fei Lin and said thoughtfully:
"Commander, look:
"We treated you to wine;
"We also listened to the rules of the camp;
"So..."
Fei Lin listened with a smile, suddenly becoming extremely enthusiastic.
He leaned forward and patted Shang Jian Yao on the shoulder:
"For us 'rootless people,' this is a friend!"
After he made this movement, Jiang Bai Mian saw a black revolver on his waist.
"Python?" Jiang Bai Mian asked tentatively.
This was the name of a type of revolver.
Fei Lin sat up straight again and patted the revolver:
"This is more useful than other pistols.
"Moreover, it's quick to draw and quick to fire. Before the enemy can react, they're already dead."
Seeing that Shang Jian Yao had successfully "made" a friend, Jiang Bai Mian didn't continue this topic and asked casually:
"Commander, do you stay in the camp during the winter and not go out to do business?"
Fei Lin took another sip of wine:
"How is that possible?
"With such a large group of people and so many cars, who would feed us if we didn't do business?
"Although we have winter supplies, we also have to guard against accidents and plan for next year. Besides, you've also seen that in order for everyone to use up unnecessary energy, they have to dance, fight, and drink. This expense is large, and the trade union doesn't have much surplus grain.
"However, we definitely won't go far in the winter. We'll only operate in the nearby area, with convoys returning in a few days."
Jiang Bai Mian nodded slightly:
"There is less business in winter."
Those who can stock up on winter supplies have basically stocked up.
"When it snows, the roads are very difficult to drive on, and it's easy to have accidents," Fei Lin echoed, then laughed. "But whenever this happens, those forces that still need to replenish their supplies are usually more generous and can negotiate a good price."
Isn't that nonsense? This situation is like a fire burning down your house... With Long Yue Hong's knowledge, he also knew that this was called taking advantage of someone's misfortune.
"This is very dangerous. You can easily turn into a shootout," Jiang Bai Mian imagined.
Fei Lin smiled and didn't respond, instead asking:
"Are you asking these questions because you have business to discuss?
"Because we are friends, I will give you a discount."
Jiang Bai Mian smiled and nodded:
"Yes, we have some goods that we want to send to Wildgrass City."
"What goods?" Fei Lin asked.
Jiang Bai Mian pointed to herself, Shang Jian Yao, Long Yue Hong, and Bai Chen:
"The four of us."
Fei Lin looked at them carefully and took another sip of wine:
"No problem, a friend's business is our business."
He very tacitly didn't ask why the other party wanted to "transport" themselves.
After saying that, he nodded at Shang Jian Yao, looking like brothers in life and death.
Jiang Bai Mian continued:
"Also, I want to repaint our car. Can you do that here?"
"You've come to the right place!" Fei Lin's eyes lit up. "Do you know why the young people in the camp like to dye their hair? That's because we often change the 'clothes' of vehicles. They think it's a very fashionable thing."
He asked with great interest:
"What kind of car is yours? What color is it now?"