CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: EVACUATION 2

Throughout the journey, Su Ziyu kept his eyes closed, pretending to sleep.

Pasha was focused on driving, occasionally turning her head to glance at Su Ziyu, then at the data disk placed beside her.

The woman called Zoe sat in the back, and it wasn’t clear if that was her real name. She kept fiddling with the silver-white metal arm she’d brought from the lab, occasionally stealing a glance at Su Ziyu.

"Are we heading back to Polaris?" Zoe cautiously looked at Su Ziyu and said, "It might not be safe there anymore."

Upon hearing this, Pasha’s hand trembled slightly while driving, her gaze still fixed ahead, but her eyes involuntarily wanted to dart towards Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu turned his head to glance at her, and retorted, "Do you have anywhere else to go?"

"I know a place that’s very safe. There..." Zoe began to say something.

But Su Ziyu suddenly interrupted her words, slowly saying, "Very well. Stop at the next intersection and let her get out."

Zoe abruptly fell silent.

Pasha’s hand suddenly stopped trembling, though her lips unconsciously curled slightly, as if she wanted to laugh but suppressed it.

Su Ziyu didn’t trust her.

The background of this woman was unclear. Pasha only told him that Zoe was a computer expert brought in through connections, and the two were not very close. In this era, there’s an extreme shortage of scientific talent. While many survived in the early days after the Great Catastrophe, the collapse of human society’s order meant the previous educational system was long gone, and ordinary people had no opportunity to learn advanced knowledge. Many children born in the Wasteland Era began learning survival skills as soon as they grew up, with little more than basic education, but knowledge of firearms was taught early on.

In this era, those who couldn’t use guns had no way to survive. However, due to the scarcity of ammunition, many people never had the opportunity to become sharpshooters.

Bullets fired were like money spent.

The largest expense for ordinary people was buying food and medicine.

Therefore, those who held certain advanced knowledge in this era were mostly from exceptional backgrounds, at least they didn’t have to start scavenging early to meet survival needs.

The journey was silent.

At night, when stopping to rest, Pasha quietly approached Su Ziyu, her expression somewhat sad as she said, "She wasn’t wrong. Polaris may indeed not be safe anymore."

"Do you have anywhere else to go?" Su Ziyu asked, looking at her.

He was not familiar with this Wasteland Era. The AI described it very gravely, making the Bionic Human Plan seem like humanity’s last hope. Instead of wandering in the Wasteland Era, it made more sense to quickly hand over the data to a reliable faction.

Of course.

Su Ziyu wasn’t referring to the Freelancer Organization; he actually intended to give the data to the Brotherhood.

Because Leon, who had fought him that day, seemed to be a bionic human; part of his body had been replaced with bionic organs.

Pasha shook her head and said, "After my parents passed away, I joined the Freelancers."

"My later adoptive father became the leader of the Freelancers."

"He..."

Pasha paused, then quietly said, "He deceived me about some things. Recently, there have been some disappearances at Polaris, mostly older people. The Corpse Ghosts in the sewers might be experiments he’s hiding from me."

"He’s already over seventy."

"According to what the data says, he might be a polluting body now."

"The purpose of this operation is probably to extend life and suppress the radiation mutations; he’s always been ambitious. He’s looking for someone named Solomon..."

Pasha spoke faster, then lowered her voice, "He has some secrets he’s been hiding from us... I don’t even know what they are..."

Solomon?

Isn’t that a name from ancient legends?

Is it someone’s code name?

"We can’t give this Bionic Human Plan data to him." Pasha fell silent for a moment and then said, "This is about the future of humanity, and we must give it to someone more reliable."

Su Ziyu looked at Zoe, who seemed to be asleep in the distance, and lowered his voice, "I know."

"Actually, I already have someone in mind."

Pasha sat beside him and quietly asked, "Who?"

"The Brotherhood." Su Ziyu briefly recounted how he came to know Leon. Although they hadn’t had much contact and even fought at first, Su Ziyu still had some recognition for the Brotherhood. At the very least, they seemed more reliable than the Freelancers.

Considering the bionic human traits Leon exhibited, Su Ziyu thought handing the data to the Brotherhood was currently the best choice.

"The Brotherhood?" Pasha drifted off a bit, then nodded, "This plan is feasible."

"If it’s the Brotherhood, they won’t use it in the wrong place."

"They are quite reputable in the Wasteland Era."

Leon had said.

He came to Polaris because an old man refusing to die sent him over to check the situation.

It seems the Brotherhood had long known about the side effects of the Antiradiation Potion, and Leon’s appearance might be specifically targeting Pasha’s adoptive father, the most powerful man in Polaris, who was not willing to die or become a radiation monster, repeatedly sending people into Southern Cross to obtain the research data.

But he was likely going to be disappointed.

The lab also didn’t have a way to eliminate pollution levels; at most, they could only use drugs to suppress the speed of mutations, and the necessary medicines were very rare.

It was precisely because there was no way that the backup Bionic Human Plan was initiated.

The next day.

The group gradually approached the Polaris camp, but before they could get close, they saw thick smoke and flames rising from there. Many places were already on fire, and there were some burnt-out vehicles at the gate.

"Something happened here, too!" Su Ziyu frowned and said.

Pasha looked worried, turning to Su Ziyu beside her and asking, "What do we do now?"

Unconsciously, Su Ziyu had become her anchor.

"Let’s get closer and find out." Su Ziyu thought for a moment and said.

He had nowhere else to go.

Su Ziyu wasn’t familiar with the Wasteland Era, but as a modern person from a civilized society, he felt obliged to entrust the Bionic Human Plan data to someone reliable, as it might save thousands of lives or even save human civilization.

For this, risking a little was worth it.

Once this task was completed, he could spend his time idly in this world.

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