The seventh year of the wasteland, the radiation season.
Chen Lefa squatted in a pile of rusty scrap metal, and the cheap-looking single-chip detector above his left eye was flashing crazily.
"High-density alloy fragments detected, purity 87%, market valuation..."
"Shut up." Chen Lefa lowered his voice and tapped the mechanical finger of his right hand twice on a deformed metal plate.
The voice of the AI girl "Xiaofa" who lives in the electronic eyes immediately became dissatisfied: "If you ask me to analyze, I will analyze it. After the analysis, you tell me to shut up. Chen Lefa, are you sick?"
"I said shut up because there's something ahead."
Chen Lefa's eyes passed through the gaps in the scrap metal pile and stared at a pothole thirty meters away. There were fresh scratches on the edge of the pothole and five deep ravines, about fifteen centimeters apart.
Mutated hyena. At least level three.
