"Where are you going?" Su Mingan withdrew his hand.

"Go to the nearest gathering place of humans, District 11." Steel said: "You stay honestly, Melun and I are your saviors. Without us, you will sooner or later die of freezing there."

"Ah, then thank you." Su Mingan immediately said with a smile.

When he smiled, S+'s charm was even more obvious. Even if he didn't have a black cat on his shoulder, the infectiousness brought by him was still amazing. The missionary halo was already subtly affecting.

Steel's cold eyes paused and a moment of blur appeared.

The original charming player Iris, Charming S was enough to inspire the world and fascinate countless people for her. Even if Su Mingan did not want to go in the direction of charm, the impact it brought was still significant.

Not only the battle group, but also these two people with bad intentions were confused.

"Does people from thirty years ago have such good temperament?" Steel dripped and withdrew its gaze.

Next to him, Melan was holding the steering wheel, smiling at the corner of his mouth, as if he was planning something.

Su Mingan looked down at the search compass. The distance between him and Dong Anan was approaching, and she should be in the so-called eleventh zone.

This place is like an end of the world, with extremely cold winds outside, and it is difficult to find greening and water sources. Only small gathering places can survive. Judging from the code of the "Eleventh Zone", there are at least eleven places for humans to gather.

What made him uncomfortable was that Steel always looked back at him, and his eyes slowly swept through him with a sticky look, as if measuring a commodity.

That is a desire to look at money.

However, these two people are also useful to him. His wheelchair consumes energy, and it is too wasteful to use it to travel fifty kilometers.

Trucks were galloping on the plains, and gradually, voices began to appear outside. Occasionally, there were a team of five to ten people, generally wearing heavy cotton hats, carrying guns, dragging sacks or cartons, walking on the lava plain, as if they had just collected resources.

In addition to people, there are also fleets.

The large truck with a raised chassis, a small car with a modified car with a glass, and a long worm-like car that does not require rails like a train... The vehicle is like a planet in orbit, like a collective migrating ants, and this scene is quite spectacular.

Arrived at the gathering place to check the level, the truck braked. The inspector approached, and with a "drip", a red-lighted instrument scanned the resource box on the truck.

"Melon, I'm back?" said the bearded prosecutor.

"Well, the car is a resource for District 11." Millen smoked a cigarette and smiled with a smile on her mouth.

"Who is this person?" The inspector looked at Su Mingan in the back row.

Most of the people who went out to collect resources were fully armed. The inspector didn't understand what happened to this guy in a civilian clothes?

"The hibernator found outside is probably from thirty years ago." Millen laughed: "I plan to take him to see Lin Guang."

Hearing this name, the inspector showed a look of horror on his face, as if he was very afraid of the man "Lin Guang". He looked at Su Mingan hesitantly, trying to advise Su Mingan to leave, but under the threat of Mellon's eyes, he said nothing.

Su Mingan noticed this scene.

The truck started and carried the cargo into the city.

Entering District 11, Su Mingan was shocked by the scene in front of him.

He originally thought that this kind of gathering place in the apocalypse would at most be a group of people exchanging goods, collecting resources, and growing some simple crops.

But...the scale of this 11th zone is too large.

In the brilliant afterglow, the stone brick buildings are like towering giants. Shops, residential houses and factories are lined up, thick black smoke is like floating mist, and the architectural style is similar to the industrial era.

The transparent glass shines with colorful spots under the bloody sunlight, and the speeding motorcycle drove through the rolling yellow sand, forming a buzzing symphony.

Although it is not prosperous enough, with many ruins and unfinished buildings, the scale is already very scary.

Xike automatically scans this shelter, and after a moment, it presents the map. The eleventh zone is divided into multiple areas such as gathering rooms, free trade areas, black markets, resource allocation stations, combat preparation materials exchange offices, residential areas and living areas.

Near the outside of the city are farmlands that grow wheat and potatoes. The more you go inside, the taller the building becomes.

"Are you shocked?" Millen, who was driving the car, was very proud: "I didn't expect that there would be a gathering place of this size in thirty years?"

"It's really good." Su Mingan said.

But it's just good.

Although District 11 looks very prosperous, it is very different from the City of Survey. It lacks water and electricity, and there is no light in many places. Three-fifths of the area are just abandoned houses and uninhabited.

People's faces are generally dull and thin. Most of them are armed with guns and look alert, without the atmosphere of peace and peace. From time to time, they can still hear the sound of artillery fire.

Su Ming'an noticed that there were many stone statues everywhere in the gathering place. People kowtowed and kowtowed, and some people held small books in their hands and chanted at the words.

Ten minutes later, the truck stopped at a free exchange, and a group of people came and began to unload the resource box.

When they saw Su Mingan, people were stunned.

A woman approached the car window, with her deep purple hair, her eyes swept across Su Mingan like a hook, and asked in a low voice:

"Melon, who is this?"

After pausing for a while, she smiled again: "I sent us...a welfare thing? It's of good quality, I like it when I take a look."

As soon as she said something, several people laughed to the sky, laughing in a slight way.

Su Mingan frowned slightly.

He found that everyone here would tease him a few words when he saw him. Did he look so fragile?

Or... the pressure of life here is so great that it is breathless that it is necessary to bully every "weak". Su Mingan has no "source" in his body, and in their eyes they are the weakest weak.

Su Mingan's charm value determines that the way people oppress him is not fists or violence, but such teasing.

After all, a person dressed in a civilian clothes and without self-defense weapons is more like a weak person who is dependent on others.

"This person is not for you." Melun sneered and threw Su Mingan a cotton jacket. The texture was not very good, but it could barely keep warm:

"Add some clothes, you will be in trouble if you freeze to death."

Su Mingan has always been wearing a thin white coat, which is incompatible with the people with thick cotton clothes all over.

"No," said Su Mingan.

He could not feel the cold at all. Even when facing the cold wind, it would not affect his actions.

"Ha, let it go." Melan snorted coldly.

...This guy named Luves is so arrogant, he thought he lived thirty years ago?

After unloading the goods, Melan climbed into the driver's seat and the truck set off again.

"Isn't this the 11th District? Where else do we want to go?" Su Mingan said.

The co-pilot's Steel smiled, and his eyes became even more sticky: "We want to take you to the information registration office. You are a newcomer and you need to obtain your ID card. Otherwise, you will be regarded as a spy if you are caught by the patrol team in the city."

"At that time, let's--'Kacha'." Steel made a neck wiping action and smiled sinisterly: "They don't care whether you are a big man from thirty years ago or not, you don't have any privileges."

Su Mingan didn't say anything.

If he wants to join the camp, it is better to get a legal identity first.

"You'd better be honest and don't think too much." Steel said: "You don't have any 'source' on you, you're so weak that you're going to die. You don't expect to go out of the city to explore. If you want to live in the city, you can at most do some waiter life."

Su Mingan, who was said to be "weak and dying", said: "..."

The direction of the truck is becoming more and more remote, and it is already contrary to the position of the "registration office". Even it began to drive upward, as if it was climbing a mountain, becoming more and more away from the core of Zone 11, and the surrounding greenery is constantly throwing back.

But Su Mingan pretended not to notice this, and just let the steel divert his attention.

"However, judging from your temperament... it's too wasteful to be a waiter." Steel smiled slightly: "I think there is a better place for you. From the first sight of you, I felt that you are very suitable for that place..."

"Che——" The truck suddenly braked.

They arrived at a mountaintop villa.

The villa covers a vast area, not only a large garden, but also a golf course that is like a large playground. The white fence surrounds the land, and there is a creamy fragrance in the air.

The villa is in a great environment, like a paradise.

The car door opened wide, and Steel suddenly stretched out his hand and wanted to push Su Mingan down.

Su Mingan had long expected this. He held his back hand and "Catch" and the sound of bone cracks came.

Before Steel could scream, Su Mingan continued to stretch his hand forward and twisted the other party's neck with a "snap". Mailun next to him immediately raised the gun and shot at Su Mingan.

"bite--"

The bullet hit Su Mingan's chest, as if he had knocked a hard brick and stone, and even the inner armor was not penetrated.

"You-" Meilun never expected that Su Mingan, a guy without a "source" on his body, would burst out with such a terrifying power.

With a "stuttering", Su Mingan bent his gun, grabbed Millen's throat with one hand, leaned forward, and burst out with terrifying power, pressing the strong Millen tightly on the steering wheel, and could break Millen's neck at any time.

"I'll ask you... where is this?" Su Mingan signaled the gorgeous and beautiful villa area outside.

Mellon's face turned pale and he couldn't move.

...Head! Hell! Hell!

Why can he meet such a monster if he picks up someone in the hibernation cabin? He obviously can't sense the breath of the other party's "source"!

"This is Lin Guang's temporary residence in District 11. He has been inspecting District 11 recently..." McLun stuttered.

"Who is Lin Guang?" Su Mingan asked.

"Lin Guang is the surrogate of the 'god', a person we cannot disobey, and can handle our life and death at will..." said Mellon:

"He, he has a special hobby. He likes all people with dark hair and gray eyes, no matter men and women, no matter old people and children... There are not many people like this, we... we finally found one today. So, I want to exchange you for money..."
To be continued...