Fallout 4: The Wasteland Life of a Pillager

Yi Beiwang didn't care who was talking about him, he was doing something big right now.

He commanded Mike, who was wearing power armor, to swing the sledgehammer and smash it hard at the concrete platform under his feet.

"Eighty! Eighty! Eighty! Didn't you have enough to eat? It's been an hour, how come there's not even a crack?"

Mike said a little aggrievedly: "Boss, I am indeed a little hungry now, how about we have dinner."

Everyone was currently standing above Shelter 111, trying to figure out how to get in.

There should be a button next to it to open the lift, but unlike in the game, the control button is broken.

They could only watch as a shelter was right under their feet, but they couldn't open it.

Kazvorfei taunted, "Wow, Mr. Yi, I have to remind you that this shelter was originally designed to withstand a nuclear bomb attack."

"If you keep swinging the sledgehammer like you are doing, it will probably take until there is no nuclear radiation in the Federation before you can break it open."

Yi Beiwang stopped this useless sledgehammer swinging and asked unwillingly, "Apart from this lifting platform, is there no other way to get in?"

Kazvor poked at the dirt below and analyzed, "Perhaps you can add more people to dig a tunnel all the way to the entrance of the shelter."

"It's okay. It's not deep. It's only about a hundred meters deep. I don't know exactly how deep it is. I'm not a robot involved in the construction."

One hundred meters. With their current abilities, they would be very happy if they could dig a ten-meter-deep pit.

Forget it, let’s just wait for the protagonist to wake up. There’s nothing in the shelter anyway, and he came here just for the freezing gun.

Just as Yi Beiwang was about to lead everyone back, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something on the small hill beside him.

He slowly walked up from a small path on the side and saw a chair on the top of the hill with a telescope next to the chair.

Yi Beiwang sat on the chair, picked up the telescope and looked into the distance, and suddenly found that this was an excellent position to observe the sheltering hill.

Looking at the sheltering hills that were in full view, Yi Beiwang broke out in a cold sweat.

Wang Defa, what’s going on?

Is someone watching them?

No, no, no, they have only been here for a few days. Look at this chair, it’s almost rooted. You can tell at a glance that the peeping tom must have arrived earlier than them.

Who are they and who are they spying on?

Yi Beiwang called Kazvor and pointed at the chair and asked, "Do you know that you are being monitored?"

"Huh? Who would be so idle as to monitor an antique that is over 200 years old? What's the benefit of monitoring me?"

Cazwohl expressed his incomprehension and said it was impossible.

Are you kidding? It has been in Sanctuary Hill for two hundred years. How could it not know if there were any peepers?

Yi Beiwang sighed and silently took a step away from this artificial idiot.

Maybe I'm overthinking it. This might just be a tourist spot before the war.

Phew, it turns out that when people stand in a high position for too long, they tend to become suspicious.

Yi Bei looked around, bent down and patted the ground under his feet, then turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Ten minutes later, a well-built man quietly came up, stood on the hillside and looked at the sheltering hill, exuding an unusually cold feeling.

He turned his head to look to the side, and saw that a monkey doll had appeared under the chair at some point.

The man was a little confused. He kicked the monkey doll away and was about to sit down to continue observing.

Boom!

A violent explosion erupted from beneath his feet, catching him off guard.

The man was blown onto the lift platform of Shelter 111, with his limbs in strange postures.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

But this man is not ordinary, strictly speaking he is not even a human.

The man looked at the sparks coming out of his body expressionlessly, twisting his body, repairing the remains bit by bit, and muttering: "The body is damaged, self-inspection is in progress, Hunter Z1 requests support, repeat, body damage..."

The next second, several bullets flew over, only one shot off his arm, and the rest all missed.

Z1 looked into the distance and saw Yi Beiwang and Kazwohl walking towards them, talking and laughing.

"Look, what did I say? There must be a peeping Tom here. Go back and turn the bottle caps over for me. If you can't find one, you won't be allowed to sleep."

"I repeat, General Atomics International's products don't need sleep."

Yi Beiwang was too lazy to argue with Kazwohl about whether robots sleep or not. He ran over, kicked away the laser gun that Z1 was about to pick up, and stepped on his forehead and looked at him.

"My goodness, has the Federation's black technology become so exaggerated? If it weren't for the sparks from the wires, I would have thought it was a person."

"Tell me, who are you, how long have you been here, and what do you want to do?"

Z1 stared at Yi Beiwang and said in a cold tone, "Yi Beiwang, a Long countryman, estimated to be 23 years old, other information is unknown."

After hearing this, Yi Beiwang stepped on Z1 even harder and sneered, "Wow, you're pretty impressive! Do you think I was scared? Tell me, who are you and who sent you?!"

Z1 stared at Yi Beiwang for a while, then lowered his head and never raised it again.

Yi Beiwang held up his head and saw that the phone had turned off by itself.

At the same time, a reminder sounded in his mind.

[You have reached level 3, and gained 1 free attribute point and 1 skill extraction.]

Thanks to this big brother for sending the head from thousands of miles away.

It’s crazy that even robots commit suicide these days.

It can't be called a robot either. I've heard from other predators before that this thing is a synthetic human developed by the academy, and it's said to be pretty awesome.

But now it seems that's it.

Yi Beiwang asked Kazwal to carry the synthetic man, and he buried a lot of mines around it.

I have to go back and recruit soldiers as soon as possible. Who knows what the academy wants to do by monitoring these plunderers.

What Yi Beiwang didn't know was that the academy was only monitoring the protagonist who was still hibernating under his feet, and he was just a by-product.

He didn't even know that he would face more tests in the future.