Fallout 4: The Wasteland Life of a Pillager

The crowd returned to Sanctuary Hill in a mighty procession, and brought back the bodies of the synths.

After all, they are all mechanical parts, so they can be dismantled and recycled.

Yi Beiwang had just sat down next to the workshop when he was surrounded by several people before he could even sit down properly.

Piper, Kara, Philip, Cazvor, and Mike were all staring at him, waiting for his orders.

Yi Beiwang looked back at the warm bed with nostalgia and sighed, "Don't be in a hurry, tell them one by one, Kara, you go first."

Kara brought the two-headed oxen carrying goods over and unloaded a lot of cargo, all of which were things that Yi Beiwang urgently needed.

Before she opened her mouth, Yi Beiwang understood that this was a deal.

He pointed to a warehouse on the side and said, "I want all your goods. Just move some canned goods, cigarettes, etc."

"Woohoo, thanks, boss."

Kara rushed into the warehouse in a flash, and it seemed that she was more agile than him.

Before Yi Beiwang had time to check the cargo, Kazvor stared at him with his big mechanical eyes and asked, "Where is the food and lodging that was promised? Where is my fuel?"

"Isn't it here? If you have nothing else to do, go and help Kara move the things and keep track of the accounts, and sort these goods at the same time."

Kazwall wasn't polite at all. He started showing off with a bottle of fuel and even burped in a way that looked like he deserved a beating.

After sending Kazvor away, Philip came up and said with a smile, "I don't have anything to do. I just want to ask when the God of Atom will come."

"Well, as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Even if the gods come, they still need to apply for a passport and visa. Let's wait."

"Oh, and what is tofu?"

"Don't worry about it. Go pick a room and live in it first. Then help build this place and let the God of Atoms see your sincerity."

"No problem, I promise to complete the mission!"

Philip was about to lead the believers away, but he turned back and took out a bottle of green water and handed it to Yi Beiwang.

"This is our holy water, blessed by the God of Atom himself. He told me to give it to the person who saved us. You should keep it for now."

Looking at the bottle of fluorescent water, Yi Beiwang saw that the Pip-Boy on his arm was buzzing constantly, indicating that the radiation from this thing exceeded the standard.

Yi Beiwang couldn't bear to reject Philip's kindness, so he threw the bottle of holy water into the system backpack.

Watching the holy water disappear out of thin air, Philip murmured a few words to the sky and left with satisfaction.

Mike was about to start talking, but before he could open his mouth, Yi Beiwang interrupted him and said, "You don't have to say anything. Tell them to cook right now and let's eat."

"Okay, boss."

Sometimes I really envy Mike for being able to live like a fool.

Yi Beiwang yawned and asked Piper, "Big reporter, what do you want to interview?"

Piper squatted beside Yi Beiwang, looking up at him, his eyes sparkling.

"I find you are becoming more and more mysterious. Let's not talk about where the apple came from. How did you make it appear out of thin air?"

"People always have secrets, so don't pry into them."

"Oh... then can you conjure up a nuclear bomb?"

“…It’s not that great.”

Fearing that Piper would continue to say something shocking, Yi Beiwang quickly changed the subject and pointed to the body of a synth being dismembered not far away and said, "Aren't you investigating the academy? Tell me about these synths. Tell me what's so special about them."

"also."

Piper dragged a synthetic human corpse over and began to explain to Yi Beiwang: "So far, the academy has developed three different types of synthetic humans, namely the first, second and third generations."

"Those with stiff limbs and incomplete speech functions who are obviously robots are the first generation of synths. Currently, most of the synths in the Federation are of this type."

"The second generation of synths are the ones you see hanging there as scarecrows. At first glance, they look quite delicate, but if you look closely, you can still tell they are synths. After all, their skin is made of plastic. This generation of synths is very close to normal people in terms of body movements and language."

"As for the third generation of synths..."

At this point, Piper's expression suddenly became serious, and he emphasized to Yi Beiwang: "The third generation of synthetic humans are almost indistinguishable from normal humans. Their organs, blood vessels, bones, nerves... are exactly the same as humans."

"They also have normal human emotions and human memories. They can easily blend into the crowd and are the most difficult type of synthetic human to deal with."

Hearing this, Yi Beiwang couldn't help but ask: "Is there really no way to identify it?"

"No, the third generation of synthetic humans are exactly the same as normal people, except that they have a central control chip in the center of their brains and their bodies cannot grow and develop."

Yi Beiwang touched his stubble, nodded in sudden realization, and then retorted: "You can use a metal detector or X-ray. As long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than problems."

Piper was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What is an x-ray?"

"It's a kind of... oh, I don't know how to tell you, but the metal detector must have known, right?"

"do not know……"

Yi Beiwang: ...6.

No matter how crooked the technology tree of this world is, it can't be this crooked.

Come to think of it, nine and a half out of ten people in the Federation are illiterate. Even if high technology is placed in front of them, they may not know how to use it.

Of course, it is also possible that the college recovered these technologies in advance.

But it doesn't matter, I can exchange it for a metal detector and an x-ray machine. Those damn humanoid synths have nowhere to escape from me.

When Yi Beiwang was about to use a metal detector to check if there were any bad guys among the crowd, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "You said those third-generation synths, can they realize that they are synths?"

"It's hard to say. Anyway, I have seen synthetics that look more human than humans, and I have also seen synthetics crying after knowing their identities."

Yi Beiwang nodded and continued to detect the people in the gathering place.