"This is your share."
Song Zuo unceremoniously took it, carefully examining the packaging and logo, and a look of relief washed over his face.
"How long do you plan to stay here?"
Li Yan asked.
"The Black Star combat vehicle has an open commission to kill some mutants nearby for their specimens. The pay is much better than Kuang Zhuoma's. I've got my eye on a certain drug; I'll leave as soon as I make enough."
Song Zuo was succinct. No matter how brutal the power struggles of winter were, the Wilderness Hunters always had a way out. And compared to Kuang Zhuoma and Danzuo Automobile, the foundation of the Black Star combat vehicle was undoubtedly much stronger.
Maybe without Ramu Jue and the Raine Brothers, Zone B would get better.
