"Sanctuary No. 906? Brother, do you want to treat it as a transfer station? By the way, which organization do you belong to? Is there anyone else? Is anyone pleased you?" Old Liu asked quickly.

"Why are you asking so much? Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Just ask if you can. Just ask if there is a way for me to arrive at the shelter No. 906 before tomorrow morning. If we can, we can still talk, and if we can't..." Qi Lin deliberately said with a sinister face and was very impatient.

Although Qi Lin planned a route by himself, if you follow Qi Lin's own route, if you want to reach Sanctuary No. 906, the fastest and fastest will be at twelve o'clock tomorrow.

After all, Qi Lin’s information on train routes comes from the public information found on the main brain terminal. Qi Lin is definitely not as familiar with local trains like Lao Liu.

If this old Liu really has a way to get to shelter No. 909 half a day in advance, it would be nice to try it. If it doesn't work, then Qi Lin will continue to follow his original route.

"Arriving at 906 before tomorrow morning... This is a bit difficult..." Old Liu said with some embarrassment.

It's a bit difficult, but this means it's just that it's impossible?

Qi Lin was delighted, but his face completely showed a opposite expression, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait! Brother, don't rush to leave. This... it's not impossible... it's just..." Seeing Qi Lin turning around, Old Liu stretched out his right hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger skillfully twice.

"Although time is really tight, there are always solutions. I just don't know how much money you can afford, my brother?"

"It can only be done, money is not a problem." Qi Lin said coldly.

"500 resource points, pay half of the deposit first, and wait until you arrive at the shelter No. 906, and then call me the remaining half through remote transfer."

After saying that, Lao Liu took out a thing like the old Pos machine from his body, but this thing doesn't require swiping a card. As long as the fingerprint, iris and digital password are matched, the payment procedures can be completed directly from his personal account.

For Pos machines like this, a device like this will be prepared in larger shops. Otherwise, transactions between residents in the shelter must be carried out from the main brain terminal.

The game cabin that produces this kind of Pos machine and the Wasteland Survival Code are the same manufacturer, and it is extremely difficult to imitate and crack, so payers don’t have to worry about encountering tricks such as phishing scams.

"Don't you tell me what route is first and how to get me to send you money?" Qi Lin took the Pos machine and glanced at Lao Liu, but did not enter the password.

"Hehe, hide the rank, do you know?"

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...

Twenty minutes, Sanctuary No. 367, West Station.

Qi Lin, standing on the platform, held a ticket in his hand - no, to be precise, this should be just a string of paper with a signature pen, the edges of the paper were cut very roughly, as if they were torn off from a book. The only thing that made Qi Lin feel was a bit reliable was the seal that was knocked at the end of the string of numbers.

With just such a note, Lao Liu collected Qi Lin's 500 resource points and claimed that this was the price after the discount - of course, if Qi Lin could introduce a few more "accomplices" to buy tickets, the price would be cheaper.

The scale of the West Station is much larger than that of Xinfuyang Station, but the number of passengers is very small. There are no one else on the platform where Qi Lin is waiting for the train.

This is a freight train station, and most of the trains entering and leaving this station are freight trains carrying tons of supplies.

Qi Lin naturally knew that this kind of train is usually disguised as a freight train, but in the secret space of the train, there are often contraband or smugglers. The trains of these trains cannot be found in the records of the main brain of the shelter. Although they occasionally stop at the official station, the time generally does not exceed three minutes. As for the routes selected by these trains, it is even more mysterious.

Qi Lin waited on the platform for a short while, a harsh metal friction sound came from the tunnel. A row of green cars with only three cars, and the surface of the carriage was covered with coal ash and oil stains, and the green carriage was parked in front of him.

If Qi Lin is right, these three cars should have been removed from the old passengers, but these three cars have also been renovated, the windows are nailed tightly by steel plates, and the roof is reinforced with cross-welded steel mesh.

A car window that was not nailed was pushed open from inside, and a woman with messy hair poked out her head, looked up and down at Qi Lin, and then said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Train ticket."

Qi Lin stretched out his hand and handed the note to the woman.

The woman took the note and glanced at it before retracting her head. Before pulling up the window, she said: "Come on, the car door is behind. Remember to close the door casually and lock it up, otherwise I will ignore something when I get in."

Qi Lin didn't say anything, and ran directly to the back of the train. There was indeed a small door that was more than one meter high. Qi Lin quickly pushed the door open and bent over and climbed onto the car, then turned around and closed the door, picked up a piece of steel bar placed behind the door, and completely bolted the door.

After looking at the carriage, Qi Lin realized that he seemed to be the only passenger here. Of course, if it weren't for a large dog lying in the cage in the corner.

Qi Lin found a seat, and as soon as he sat down, the whole carriage trembled violently, and then began to drive towards the tunnel.

This "hidden list" originally wanted to transport a batch of "relatively sensitive goods" to the shelter No. 906, which happened to allow Qi Lin to catch up. So Lao Liu's people asked them to stay in the shelter No. 367 through communication equipment and took Qi Lin to take him along.

What is "more sensitive goods"? Old Liu did not tell Qi Lin, and Qi Lin did not ask much. Anyway, it was mostly those things like contraband. These things could either not be circulated between shelters through normal channels, or they had to pay heavy taxes to the shelter official, so the cargo owner would use this method to transport them.
Chapter completed!