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"Does our leader know Shen Bei?"

A scavenger asked the leader of the team in confusion.

The leader scratched his head and gave an answer that was almost the same in wording, but had a completely opposite meaning: "It should be that the leader wants to meet Shen Bei."

"What difference does it make?"

"It's a miracle you're still alive!"

……

On the way to the chief's residence.

It was evening, and the sky was covered with a thin orange-red halo, making it difficult to tell whether it was due to air pollution, the gradually lit neon lights illuminating the night sky, or the glowing clouds that had not yet completely faded.

Every time Shen Bei saw such a night sky, he would have a psychedelic illusion, as if the world around him was entering a different moment from usual.

The guard leading the way kept chattering on and on about something.

But Shen Bei couldn't listen at all. Even the people and scenery around him seemed to fade away in his mood, melt his facial features, and turn into pale cards.

He gradually felt that he was the only one left in his world, and past experience made him understand that this was the best state.

On the way, he seemed to have met a few people from Shelter No. 15 and exchanged a few words with the guards, but Shen Bei had no idea what they said.

Not a moment.

Shen Bei arrived at the door of the official residence.

"Sir, do you understand the precautions I just mentioned?"

Not understood.

Shen Bei doesn't need to understand.

Now it is your leader who wants to know me, not me who is trying to accommodate him.

As for the leader’s personality and habits, what does it have to do with me?

Shen Bei just glanced at the guard coldly, then pushed the door and walked in.

Enter the eye.

A hall.

The decoration is nice.

It's even a bit luxurious, which is considered top-notch in this terrible world.

At the same time, a bright red carpet that had been taken down from some ruined city extended deep into the hall.

On both sides of the passage, there were two rows of guards standing in uniform, standing straight with solemn expressions.

Every leader of a shelter is like this. If they don't show off, they always feel embarrassed.

Of course, except for Olorun in the Sigeo Shelter, who is so poor that he can't even afford to eat.

But in Shen Bei's opinion, it was more or less funny.

Walk through the welcoming team.

Shen Bei passed through a door opposite and arrived at the restaurant.

"Mr. Shen Bei, right?"

Inside the room, a man in a suit and tie stood up slowly, crossed his hands and placed them naturally on his abdomen, with a natural expression and a serious face.

He is You Feng, the leader of Shelter No. 15.

"The name is just a code name."

Shen Ji tried his best to restrain himself from interpreting this sentence in a sarcastic tone.

"sit."

You Feng clapped his hands, and the servants began to serve the dishes. He smiled and said, "Shen Bei's code name is deafening now, making people tremble with fear, even panic."

Shen Bei looked normal.

Shen Bei could naturally understand something about what You Feng said.

The accusation made by Shelter No. 5 at the radio conference some time ago has put the name Shen Bei in the spotlight.

For ordinary residents of the famine-stricken world, and even some people with special abilities, the name Shen Bei is still relatively unfamiliar.

But now all the leaders have a clear idea in their minds.

Shen Bei equals disaster!

Or rather, an ominous sign.

So, when You Feng routinely checked the list of outsiders.

I was shocked when I suddenly saw Shen Bei's name.

It was to show courtesy first, invite Shen Bei over, and test Shen Bei's purpose of coming to his territory.

At the same time, he also inquired and found out that Shen Bei was not angry when he arrived, and was even interested in unloading the ferocious beast with the scavenging team.

This made You Feng feel a little more at ease.

At this moment, Shen Bei stared at You Feng with a pair of bright eyes, his voice calm and deep: "You won't lose sleep over this, and there will be no bloodshed because of my coming."

After hearing this, You Feng was obviously relieved.

"On the way here, your people told me that you don't like people smoking in front of you, right?"

Shen Bei took out a cigarette, lit it directly, and took a deep puff. As the smoke from the lit cigarette slowly flowed through his lungs, he took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke towards You Feng.

"I want to challenge my limits." Shen Bei laughed freely and cheerfully.

You Feng really hated and despised others smoking in front of him.

To this end, he killed no less than ten guys who dared to offend him.

but……

Facing Shen Bei's provocation of his bottom line.

You Feng could only say that the bottom line could be lowered.

He raised his voice slightly and said in his usual gentle voice, "This rule is a completely ridiculous rumor. It doesn't exist."

Shen Bei laughed out loud and put out his cigarette: "I hate others telling me what to do."

You Feng coughed and said nothing.

The two chatted about random things for a while.

Eating and drinking.

The dinner is almost over.

Shen Bei took the last sip of the vegetable broth and found it quite tasty: "Your place has quite a few vegetables."

When talking about this, You Feng looked quite proud: "What our ancestors were most worried about was that the land was left idle and nothing was grown."

"In the old days, if the government hadn't banned it, those grandpas and grandmas would have turned green belts into corn fields."

"I must inherit this fine tradition."

Shen Bei touched his chin and recalled: "When I came to the upper level of the shelter, I didn't find any large-scale land for growing vegetables."

"Soilless cultivation." You Feng said.

Shen Bei said "oh", nodded, and changed the subject: "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Shen Bei also didn't think that You Feng was just testing whether he wanted to attack the shelter.

There must be other purposes.

You Feng asked tentatively, "Then let me be frank. What exactly are you planning to do with this spaceship? Leave Earth to pursue the legends of the past?"

"What legend from the old times?" Shen Bei asked back.

You Feng felt that Shen Bei was asking a question he already knew the answer to, so he explained, "They climbed up ninety-nine thousand steps and entered—"

Shen Bei stretched out his hand and interrupted directly: "It's just that humans in the old times landed on Mars. It's not some legend."

You Feng crossed his arms: "So——"

He didn't finish his words and paused here without saying anything more.

Shen Bei continued, "It has nothing to do with that."

You Feng's face immediately showed disappointment, and he suggested, "I feel that you should have some ideals. Although I am sitting here now, I yearn for a world without evil species."

Shen Bei slowly stood up, wiped his mouth with a clean white handkerchief, and threw it on the table: "A distant place is not as good as home, everything will be fine."

After saying that, Shen Bei left the restaurant.

"Wait, I've arranged accommodation for you here."

You Feng was stunned for a moment, then chased after him.

Shen Bei accepted the good intention: "I'm new here, I'll just take a look around and be back."

"I'll accompany you."

"Are you worried that others won't be able to serve you well and will provoke me?"

“Not everyone has eyes.”

You Feng said.