SFS Chapter 370 Novak's Day (1)
Chapter 370 Novak's Day (1)
Let’s go back a little bit in time.
Number Nine opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling above his head, and subconsciously wanted to hug the person next to him.
But after touching nothing, Number Nine realized that his wife was dead.
The departure of people around him made No. 9 feel that there was no meaning in living anymore.
In this hopeless wasteland, how far can one person go?
Number Nine even thought about finding a deserted place and committing suicide by shooting himself, which would end the rest of his life.
But... there was still a vague hope that was pulling him back.
Number Nine took out a photo from his pocket. It was a photo of him, his wife and children.
Now the wife is dead, but the child may still be alive.
Before seeing the body of his child, No. 9 could only hold back his grief and try his best to find the child.
The most urgent thing is to cheer up and not continue to be so depressed.
Number Nine dragged his aching body out of bed, looked at his depressed appearance in the mirror, and smiled bitterly.
He was not a former NCR soldier like Mist.
He is not like Rana, who can repair various high-tech items.
He couldn't even remember his own name. The title of Number Nine was given to him by the people in the arena.
So sometimes, Number Nine was also confused as to why his leader would pick someone like him up.
Maybe he just likes picking up people...
Number Nine didn't understand, but he was very grateful to Yi Beiwang for bringing him here, otherwise it would be difficult for him to know the news of his wife's death by himself.
Just think of it as the eBay business group and cheer up quickly.
Number Nine rubbed his face, changed into the police uniform given to him by Yi Beiwang, and went out on patrol with a gun on his back.
It’s called patrolling, but in fact it’s just helping the guards and doing odd jobs.
Of course, No. 9 will also be responsible for handling some fights. After all, there will always be people who dislike the merchant group and come to cause trouble for them.
For example, now a businessman is arguing with a vendor about whether the melons on the stall are ripe or not.
Damn it, a melon stall can still sell raw melons? Wouldn't that ruin the reputation of the eBay business group?
Number Nine took out a knife and chopped a melon in public. It was indeed ripe. He flicked the knife and told the merchant to pay honestly.
The businessman didn't seem to be a serious businessman. After glaring at No. 9 viciously, he took the bottle cap and left obediently.
Number Nine didn't pay any attention to the threatening look from the businessman.
If glaring can cause harm to others, then the man selling eye drops would be rich and he would have died long ago.
As someone who had survived several times in a row in the Thorn City Arena, No. 9 was very confident that he was not someone who would die easily.
After dealing with the incident at the melon stall, No. 9 was about to go to the bar for a drink, but he saw three children standing together on the side of the road, looking at him with great longing.
Seeing this, Number Nine walked over and asked, "Kids, what are you looking at?"
A little boy raised a rusty iron sheet and chopped the air in imitation of what No. 9 had done just now, praising him: "Uncle, you looked so handsome just now, can you teach us?"
Number Nine touched the little boy's head and asked, "Tell me first, what do you plan to do after you learn this?"
The little boy replied excitedly, "Kill people! I also want to chop people to death quickly, fiercely and accurately like my uncle did just now!"
If Yi Beiwang heard this, he would probably feel even more uncomfortable with Mojave.
After all, the kids here are not clean. When they can hold a gun, their hands are already covered in blood.
Number Nine didn't feel there was anything wrong with it, after all, he had been through the same thing before.
He took out a slightly worn 10mm pistol, with only one bullet left in it, and handed it to the little boy, saying, "Kid, times have changed."
"In this world, few people use knives anymore. They have to use guns."
All the children gathered together and touched the pistol.
Although they have killed stray dogs and cats, the people of Mojave are still in great need of guns, and not everyone can afford them.
The little boy raised the gun, aimed at the stone on the ground and pulled the trigger, but found that the gun was stuck.
Number Nine smiled helplessly, took back the pistol and explained: "This gun has a disadvantage, which is that it always gives people a chance. To put it bluntly, it is easy to jam."
"You must work hard and buy a good gun in the future so that you can kill people more conveniently."
The three children nodded in unison, wanting Number Nine to tell them more stories.
Seeing that there was no one around who needed his help, No. 9 took them to the bar, ordered a few plates of beans and bottles of water, and distributed them to them.
Looking at these children eating and drinking, No. 9 thought of his own children. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his sorrow melted away.
At this time, Mist and Rana walked in, each took a bottle of wine and asked: "Number Nine, have you seen the leader? We have something to talk to him about."
Number Nine thought for a moment and said, "I think I saw the leader go to the church."
"I heard that the person who promoted the Atomic God Church wanted to see him. What do you want?"
Mist and Lana did not tell him about the gold mine. At least they had to wait until Yi Beiwang knew about it.
They made up an excuse to fool around, then walked towards the church and found Yi Beiwang inside.
At this time, Yi Beiwang was followed by an old man and a zombie. George, a missionary of the Atomic God Church, was gesturing with a red robe, as if he was measuring whether it fit.
Yi Bei saw the two people coming over, waved at them, and asked, "What big thing happened again?"
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I forgot to write about Lana’s attributes in the last chapter, so I’ll add it here.
Lana (Former Paladin of the Western Brotherhood.)
(Thanks to group administrator: Royce for the design.)
Power: 8
Perception: 7
Stamina: 6
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 9
Agility: 8
Luck: 7
70 words checked in, oh yeah.