"So, is this the standard process for your 'Wild Tourist Group' to request help?" "Future" expressed dissatisfaction in a rather playful tone, pointing to the surrounding "Wild Tourist Group" armed personnel who were still holding format rifles weapons in their hands.

"This... Mr. 'Future'." Talia did not show any embarrassment about the "Future", but instead maintained his usual calmness and confidence, and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"You also know that if you want to survive in the wasteland, strength is always the first priority. Humans without strength are destined to be breakfast for "unintended people" and monsters. Similarly, all the sufferings and tragedies in our world are caused by the lack of strength of the parties involved. It is precisely because you have the strength to fight with me and even suppress me to a certain extent that you can get you the opportunity to communicate equally.

"You have always worked for the Federal Council and the Lost Organization who worshipped Gods, and I am afraid that you have long forgotten the most real rules in this wasteland full of ice and snow and danger. We never believe in any sect or god, nor do we have to respect too much of a particular great person."

"Oh? It's really interesting." "Future" raised his lips.

Seeing the people around him put down their weapons under the wave of Talia's hand and quickly dispersed, he gradually retracted the spirit of the dark magic source power, retaining only the weakest "Black Burning Vision" function, hoping that Talia would exchange something more interesting.

Naturally, Talia did not lose what she wanted to "the future". Seeing that the tension completely disappeared, she simply crossed her hands in front of her chest, walked behind "the future", and continued to say with her back to him:

"We are called the 'Wild Tourist Group' because we regard the 'Born in Wasteland' as a painful but interesting trip. This wasteland world is full of killing, deception, indulgence, horror and disappointment, and is not worthy of nostalgia for any of us, and all we can do is to treat it as a stronghold for more people abandoned by the Federation."

"You have hatred for the Federation, well, I understand, and I am also disappointed with the Federation." "The Future" answered in Talia's words.

"In this way, we actually have a natural foundation for cooperation." Talia nodded slightly and said:

"In fact, we are just trying to survive, establish strongholds, cities and settlements, and absorb the power of resisting the Federation. This is nothing more than allowing more people to survive. In fact, in order to get rid of the previous image of the 'despicable raider', our 'Big Brother' has moved the main members to the 'Pluto' city stronghold. The current 'Wild Tourist Group' has gradually grown into a parallel force enough to confront the Federation."

"So, why do you need my help again?" "The Future" asked a very important question.

After pausing for a few seconds, sighing slightly, Talia held her chin with one hand, maintaining her back-to-face posture, explaining to the "future":

"Because of 'red sway', it suddenly became frequent 'red sway'."

“‘Red Dang’?”

"That's right. Through detection, we found that the "red sway" in the past were the occasional results of some cosmic energy outside the atmosphere colliding with some mysterious forces in the "Peslune" area. However, this time the "red sway" was emitted by some physical energy body, and it was more frequent. According to Marco's speculation, its source is likely to be a powerful bomb," Talia explained.

"Future" first turned his head in disbelief and looked at Talia, then looked up and down at her, then looked at the sky gradually covered by clouds with a little disappointment, and said with a slightly low voice:

"It seems that all my information is almost done with you, the "Wild Tourist Group". Yes, the "Hongdang" a few years ago, including this year's "Hongdang", was indeed what I went to investigate. But Ms. Talia, I would like to warn you in advance not to get too close to "Hongdang" because it is too mysterious and dangerous."

"But have you been successfully entering and leaving the area where the 'Red Dang' has occurred several times? Besides, Marco told me that this 'Red Dang' is unusual. It may not be related to the mysterious extraordinary power behind it, but it is enough to cause a large-scale disaster." Talia advised.

Then, she pulled up her sleeves, passed through the cracked glass through the red mechanical watch, looked at the time inside, and continued:

"In less than fifteen minutes, Marco will be from the ruins of our old base. He will bring a lot of the latest information collected from the frontline areas and try to interpret the mystery behind these "Red Storm". We hope that you can help us, and after the matter is over, our "Wild Tourist Group" will do our best to meet your requirements."

"What if I choose to refuse? Ms. Talia, you know, our Order Society has always adhered to the dogma of [Order]. At least, before the [Order] really comes, it is difficult for me to violate the education I received and the agreement I made." "The Future" turned his head, looked at Talia with his light and said:

"The wasteland world is a disorderly and dangerous lava swamp. Only by trying to reconstruct and maintain [order] can we bring everything to the right track and eliminate all tragedies and sins. [order] requires us to act in the right way we can understand and act under coercion will often deviate from [order].

"Ms. Talia, I know that even though I have regained most of the dark magic power, you still maintain the concentration of the flame magic power at a high level through the spirit. Moreover, there seems to be a small pistol that is enough to penetrate my heart and a dagger that is enough to cut my throat.

"If I'm not mistaken, their materials should be silver."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "You..." Talia was a little panicked and hurriedly took her hand away from her waist and crossed it back on her chest to show that she was no longer aggressive. Then, she took a few deep breaths and tried her best to stabilize her emotions.

After a few seconds, she slowly said:

"You are really powerful and excellent enough. If you weren't really desperate, we wouldn't have tried to find your trace in such a cold, dangerous, lonely wasteland. Of course, it is indeed a coincidence that we meet here today, but from another perspective, isn't this also the arrangement of the Creator His old man?"

"Interesting, please continue." "Future" reached out to make a graceful move of Putoya gentleman, signaling to continue.

"In fact, requesting help for the purpose of avoiding a greater disaster is a manifestation of maintaining the [order]. The damage to the [order] by disasters is huge in any historical period of Cruzde. For example, the 'Floods of the First Era', 'Volcanoes in the South Mountains', 'Sub-Earth earthquakes in the South Region', 'Demon insects in the Yongchi District, 'Mysterious disease in the Second Era' and so on all ended with a population reduction of more than one-third." Talia further explained:

"Marco predicts that if the disaster is behind this 'red storm', its impact will not be less than the 'Western Continental Collapse' in the early days of the New Dollar. Moreover, our request for your help cannot be regarded as coercion, but a reciprocal transaction."

"Equal transaction?" "Future" asked in confusion.

"Of course. Use the act of stopping disasters to exchange your life and your 'future'." Talia whispered in the ear of the "future":

"We know very well that you are very disappointed with the Federal Council and the Order Society, and even all the Lost Organizations. You want to escape from the Cruzde Federation. However, according to our investigation, your old leader, the New God, was arrested a week ago for participating in the fight against Vasily Voliganov, and is now in the Sernar prison to endure torture. He cannot help you take the Far East train at the start of the Great Railway, and we have this strength. As long as you are willing to help us, at least half a year later, we promise to send you to the end of the Federation, the town near the Naibsk Plain."

"It sounds, well, it's really good trading conditions, it's very attractive, and you have brought me new information. If the matter of the leader of the 'New God' is real, then our cooperation is possible." After careful consideration of the "Future", he expressed his attitude:

"Whether to agree to the conditions of your 'Wild Tourist Group', I have to see Marco you mentioned first, and carefully understand the specific information about frequent 'Red Dang' in order to give you a clear answer."

While talking, a rapid roar of mechanical cars quickly approached from a distance, carrying a large amount of dust flying all over the sky, stopped in front of Talia and the "future".

When the dust dissipated, two members of the "Wild Tourist Group" who were obviously equipped with only the most basic weapons were taken off the green and dusty pickup truck.

Following them out of the car and walking to the front of a few people was a man wearing a heavy, dirt-covered dark yellow fur coat. He walked to Talia, took off his rabbit-fur ear-protecting hat with a sense of vicissitudes, and handed the old-fashioned "Icefield Tiger" single-shot rifle slung on his shoulder to the ordinary member of the "Wild Tourist Group" behind him.

After doing all this, he stretched and yawned a big yawn, then took out a stack of old and new information from his arms, handed it to Talia, and said in a hoarse voice:

"This information has been found for you and the elder brother. It took me at least a week to go north and I initially confirmed some of the truth behind the "Red Dang". Good, the situation in the north is becoming more and more dangerous now. After this trip, we killed three brothers to protect the information in the car. Oh, by the way..."

The man turned to look at the "future" and said with a serious face:

"This brother is..."
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