Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 430: The Glory of the Rock
Yenan adopts the provincial system, and [Panyan City] is a city in the province of Romak.

dilapidated.

This was Song Shi’s first feeling when he drove into this city.

Gas stations and motels can be seen everywhere along the bumpy road. The only drawback is that most of these facilities have been abandoned for who knows how long. Dry yellow vines climb up the walls, and the iron-red window bars are deformed and bent.

Song Shi stopped the car along the way and personally looked at several rooms.

There were broken glass that no one had cleaned up, thick dust accumulated, shelves that had been swept over countless times, and on the yellowed flyer in the corner, the words "Panyan Glory" could still be vaguely made out.

Keep going.

Then, the color of iron came towards me.

Rusty iron color.

The factory that used to work all night long, spitting out red-hot iron slurry, is now hidden in overgrown weeds. The behemoth-like heavy machinery and equipment are still as intimidating as ever, but when you walk into them in person and touch them, you will suddenly realize that they are already covered with red rust.

That tough outline made of steel is now just a weak veil that can be lifted at any time.

Song Shi stood on the side of the mountain road, looking at the rust color below. It blended with the dark yellow soil of Panyan City to form a strange color.

"Panyan City was established during the Seven Lands War. It is located behind the battlefield and has less interference, so it has become one of the logistical industrial bases that meets Ye Nan's war needs."

Lapis Lazuli hung aside like a drone, reciting the information.

"So the entire Loma Province was once prosperous. As the provincial capital, Panyan City was a representative of it. At its peak, the population here exceeded 1.5 million."

"But with the end of the Seven Lands War, Panyan City's geographical location is no longer an advantage. Yenan cancelled its policy support for the local area, many industries were transferred or abandoned, and a large number of people left. So this place quickly declined."

“A city that prospers because of circumstances must naturally decline because of circumstances.”

Song Shi commented.

He still carefully read some of the information that Lapis Lazuli had found, and quickly reviewed the development history of Panyan City. The Panyan City in front of him was just the largest microcosm of the Romaq Province.

"A newly born city. Humph, the other party asked the auxiliary personnel to wait for me here, probably out of this consideration."

The first Lord of Ye Nan rose up strongly, was invincible, swept through the masses, led a large number of defeated forces, and became the ultimate winner of the Seven Lands War.

But because of this, the internal structure of [Yenan] is now extremely complex. All forces belong to Yenan, but they all have their own base areas. Cities like "Panyan City" that have no background and were newly established in those days have become a minority.

——Therefore, Panyan City does not belong to the base of any force.

There will be no soldiers from the [Axiom Army], no members from the [Second National Assembly], no treaty center from [Haito Trade]
"Do we need to contact the other party now?" Lapis Lazuli asked.

When the fourth-ring [Revelation] left, he left behind the assistant's communication method, obviously handing the initiative to Song Shi.

It's up to you.

"Not in a hurry."

Song Shi pulled back his gaze and knocked on the window of the SUV: "Let's take a look at it first. Lapis Lazuli, do you understand the meaning of the term 'incognito' to us Donglu people?"

"In order to conceal their identities, emperors or officials would wear civilian clothes to travel secretly, investigate the people's sentiments, or investigate difficult and serious cases," Lapis Lazuli replied.

".Uh."

Song Shi thought about it seriously and decided to give up explaining.

The engine roared again.

Song Shi pressed the camouflage module, and a layer of ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the off-road vehicle. It was a "nanomechanical swarm". Xu Yu had left a unit in this car for local camouflage.

In an instant, the off-road vehicle, which was originally cold and strong and obviously worth a lot of money, suddenly showed several paint pits, and the body of the vehicle was covered with a sense of dust and dirt after years of accumulation.

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"A beer! A strong one! A very large one!"

There was a sudden loud noise in the bar, as if two pieces of iron had collided with each other.

A burly man was squeezed into a seat in front of the bar, like a brown bear stepping on a small rubber ball. He had one hand on the bar table, and it was obvious that the noise was made by him.

But after the loud noise, the noisy bar was not affected at all. Apart from a few drunken shouts of "Fuck you!", no one cared at all.

The bartender also turned a blind eye to this. You can't expect any quality from the patrons of such a tavern.

After the seventh bar counter was smashed by the mechanical prosthetics of various heroes, the boss finally gave up the idea of ​​"retro style" and replaced the wooden bar counter with a full steel one. Anyway, Panyan City lacks everything except steel.

"One cup per charge," said the bartender.

"Fuck, how can I owe you this little money? We'll settle the score at the end!"

The strong man said indignantly.

The bartender didn't say anything, just stared at the burly man.

".At most, I just evaded the bill for one or two drinks." The sturdy man muttered unhappily, his prosthetic eye flashed and he glanced over the money.

The bartender skillfully turned on the tap, poured two shots, threw in a few ice cubes, and placed it in front of the other person.

The sturdy man gulped down a mouthful and said angrily, "No! It's fine if you just take my money! But why did you mix it with industrial alcohol?"

"The economy has been bad lately, and everyone is having a hard time." The bartender said calmly, "You want something strong with the little money you gave me, so you can only mix it with industrial alcohol."

He handed over a tissue and reminded her carefully, "Drink if you want to. It's fine if you want to get drunk, but remember not to turn off the 'sobering enzyme' completely. If you start to make a scene, I'll have to call someone to carry you out."

"De-alcoholization enzyme" is an artificial gland at a reasonable price. Taking into account the high rate of alcoholism in this poor place, the Panyan City Government semi-compulsorily promoted this prosthesis to local adults.

Originally, the lowest decomposition power was locked, and soon, unlocking the "hangover enzyme" became the hottest business in the clinics of those prosthetic doctors.

Alas, the rock.

"Have you found a new job?" the bartender said, wiping the glass.

"What are you talking about! Find a new job!"

The sturdy man was drinking wine, and he choked when he heard this, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Who are you hoping to hide this from?" The bartender shrugged. "I heard that the guy wants a salary that's a quarter lower than yours. So you'll have to leave, right?"

"Fuck."

The sturdy man was angry for a long while, but finally took a big gulp and said irritably: "The glory of Panyan, the glory of Panyan. It sounds good, but now! All the blessings have been enjoyed by the people in front, and the mess is left on our heads! Now it's so hard to find a job!"

"Watch your words. What do you mean by 'we'?" The bartender said leisurely, "That doesn't include the Lorati and Moore families, who have made the greatest contributions, are the most generous, and the most benevolent in Panyan City."

Everyone in the bar burst into laughter. A man in a leather jacket shook his glass and shouted, "Lorati—"

Someone shouted: "You stupid pig!"

"Moir——"

Someone slammed the table hard: "Get out of my sight!"

"The glory of the rock—"

Finally, everyone shouted in unison.

"Stop whining!"

Then, like a breaking of the tide, everyone dispersed and returned to their original positions, continuing to do what they were supposed to do.

"—give this friend another glass of wine, something strong."

At this moment, the burly man suddenly found that a young man in a coat sat down next to him. The young man knocked on the bar lightly, smiled at him, and then emphasized to the bartender: "The real strong kind."

".What?" The sturdy man frowned.

"I'm from another place, I just came to Panyan, I'm not familiar with the place, so I want to find a local to talk to." Song Shi pointed at himself: "I remember seeing it before, isn't this the 'Panyan Glory' of our Ye'nan? But along the way, why..."

The young man stopped talking and made a face that said you know what I am saying.

The sturdy man stared at the young man for a few seconds, then said, "Two cups."

Song Shi smiled.

"no problem."

(End of this chapter)