Bai Zuo Had a Way to Make Him Talk

A dull engine roared to life.

Several cars drove towards them from a distance.

It seems that the settlement over there discovered them and sent people to investigate.

A group of people got out of the car, pointing their weapons at them and speaking in a language they couldn't understand.

What are they saying?

"Can't understand."

"Oh no, we don't speak the same language, how are we going to communicate now?"

The four newcomers never expected that their plan would fail from the very beginning due to a lack of communication.

Du Jiashi tried to make the other side understand their meaning through gestures.

But the other party not only looked at them as if they were fools, but also treated them with great vigilance, even with distrust and hostility.

"Oh, how are we, as businessmen, supposed to communicate?"

"I don't understand sign language."

"It's over, the mission is going to fail."

Mi Lan watched the commotion for a while before speaking up to help, "Hahaha, I have a translator here, do you want one?"

Xu Rou smiled wryly, "Lady Mi Lan, please don't tease us."

Du Jiashi: "Yes, we thought we lost because of communication issues."

Yang Yu walked over, took the translator, studied it for a moment, and turned it on according to the instructions. The people were talking in a string of gibberish.

After the translator finished speaking, Yang Yu and the others finally understood what they were saying, "Who are you? Don't come any closer, or we'll open fire."

"Which settlement are you from?"

Why aren't you saying anything?

"Could they be Hyena?"

"It doesn't seem likely. Only the children of pampered tycoons in those two central gathering places could be raised like that."

"Could they be those two people who came out for a visit from the base?"

"What's fun about this place? There's nothing."

"Who knows what they're thinking."

"What is that thing? Why is it repeating our words?"

"Translation machine?"

Are you from the central gathering place?

"That place is really nice; they even have high-end stuff like translation machines."

"I wish I could go to the central gathering place too."

"Twenty years ago, they might have accepted people, but now? Unless you have a very high status or a lot of personal value, they won't accept outsiders."

Yang Yu fiddled with it for a bit, "Mi Lan, how do we translate what we're saying into their language?"

Mi Lan leaned over and said, "Press here, speak, then press here again, and it will translate automatically."

They were probably wary of their identities, fearing they might be people sent from that central gathering place.

These people didn't dare to fire their guns; they just kept asking them who they were.

Yang Yu and the others discussed it briefly, "Should we impersonate someone from that central gathering place?"

"This isn't good. We don't know what the central gathering place is like. What if they ask us something and we can't answer it? Wouldn't that give us away?"

"We can say we're merchants from a large settlement, without specifying which one. The point is to intimidate them, trade a few items to gain their trust, and then try to get information about this world from them."

Seeing the newcomers discussing so diligently, Mi Lan yawned, "Actually, there's an even simpler way: just grab anyone and bring them back. Senior Bai Zuo has a way of getting them to talk."

"Back then, you could get any information you wanted."

The newcomers exchanged glances, and then, Du Jiashi moved closer to Mi Lan.

"Lord Mi Lan."

"Uh-huh?"

"You also want the approval of the Bai Zuo seniors, right?"

Mi Lan's eyes widened for a moment, then returned to calm. "No, I just want him to look at me and play with me."

"After all, being alone is too boring, and being with others is too fragile; it's simply not fun!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Du Jiashi nodded frantically. "Think about it, if we can obtain information on our own without troubling Senior Bai Zuo Bai Zuo, he will definitely look at us with new respect."

Yang Yu: "Maybe they'll even praise us?"

Mi Lan froze. "Huh? So you want praise? Are you three-year-olds who want candy?"

Xu Rou: "Yes, we didn't want to trouble Senior Bai Zuo and disappoint him."

Yin Nu: "This is a task assigned to us. If we have to rely on Senior Bai Zuo for this, wouldn't it make us look too incompetent?"

Mi Lan said thoughtfully, "That makes sense. If I can't even handle this mission with my presence here, Senior Bai Zuo will definitely laugh at me, right?"

"I'm not trying to gain his approval, I just don't want to perform poorly and make people doubt my abilities."

The others nodded in agreement; no matter what, appeasement was the right thing to do.

"Yes, we must take down this settlement and let others know our strength."

"That's right, let's go all out!"

Mi Lan immediately gave them confidence. "Go ahead and do it, don't worry about them resisting."

After dawdling for so long, those people are getting impatient.

Du Jiashi stepped forward and spoke to them, "Hello, we are merchants from a distant city, and we would like to trade some things here."

The translator converted his language into something the other person could understand.

"A distant city? Are there still cities there? Which settlement are you from?" The man in front looked suspicious. "What do you want to trade?"

"We want to trade food and water."

"Food and water? We don't even have enough of these scarce resources, so we can't trade them," the man immediately refused.

"No, you've misunderstood. We need something else. We'll trade food and water for something else."

A look of shock flashed in the man's eyes. "What?"

The person next to him immediately replied, "Okay, if you can really provide food and water, we'll do our best to find whatever you need."

Xu Rou took several boxes of compressed biscuits, canned food, and water from the trunk of the car. "These are all we brought."

The man looked at the things, a look of greed and longing flashing in his eyes, but he restrained himself.

Because he didn't know the origins of the other side, he figured that anyone who could trade with scarce food and water must be backed by a powerful community.

Their settlement is small; if they offend a powerful force, they could easily be wiped out with a wave of their hand.

The man laid down his weapon.

I had someone check those boxes of food.

The fact that the canned and bottled water had no production date or trademark information indicates that the seller still has a certain level of production capacity.

The man became even more wary of this group of people from afar.

In this apocalypse, any place that still possesses a concentration of productivity must be incredibly powerful.

What do you want?

Yang Yu: "Intelligence, and some rare minerals."