Mellon consortium, scavenger headquarters.

The carriage came galloping, and stopped in front of the door. Du Di'an got off the carriage, looked up at the huge sleeping building, walked up the steps, and came to the entrance hall, only to see that it was extremely empty, and there were several figures of consortium scavengers in front of the hall. Announcement before the tour information.

This announcement card specifically announced the information required by scavengers, mainly changes in various areas under the Mellon consortium outside the wall, or changes in other adjacent areas. When Du Di'an entered the door, he glanced at random, and he could see the information on the announcement card from a distance, one of which was actually a message from the No. 8 area, which roughly meant that there were walking corpses in the No. 8 area, temporarily blocked, please scavengers Do not enter.

Du Di'an knows that, except for occasionally being assigned by the consortium to scavenge waste in a specific area like them, the scavengers are free to act when they go on a mission and can go to any scavenger area under the Mellon consortium without restrictions. Therefore, most scavengers will come to learn about the latest changes in each area before each trip, in case they encounter dangers like this time.

After all, although these areas have been swept away, how can walking corpses and monsters ignore the ground lines divided by people, and often break into some areas that have long been scavenged, just like the "Dreader" that Du Di'an met.

After Du Dian glanced at it, he followed the corridor inside the hall and went upstairs.

"Hey, Dean?" Suddenly a voice came.

Du Di'an turned his head to look, but it was Pete holding a cup of hot coffee, just came out of the office, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Pete."

"The supplies you picked up haven't been estimated yet, why are you here?" Pete asked curiously.

Du Di'an is equally strange. Could it be that he hasn't heard about his own business? Suddenly, it seems that the hunter's affairs need to be kept secret, and ordinary scavengers can only rely on their qualifications like Scott, and hear some gossip. It's just that Du Di'an didn't expect that Peet's identity was not known, and he immediately avoided the topic euphemistically, saying: "The above asked me to come over, it seems to have something to do with me."

Pete was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, frowned, and said to himself: "No, even if you doubt it, you won't doubt you newcomers..." Looking at Du Dian's doubtful eyes, he hesitated. After a while, he approached Du Di'an and whispered: "I guess I'm looking for you, it's about the walking corpse in the eighth district, I have heard about it, and in the eighth district's accident, a hunter died, a few A few days ago, there was news from the Hunter Headquarters that they want to thoroughly investigate your group of scavengers who entered the eighth district, but there is no reason to doubt you newcomers, so don’t worry too much, just pay attention to what you say.”

Du Di'an couldn't help but startled, his whole body was slightly erect, as if he was instinctively alert when he encountered danger, but he soon realized that he had overreacted, his face quickly returned to nature, and said with a smile: "That's the case, I'm still wondering, thank you Pete Sir's reminder!"

Pete smiled and said, "I look at you very well, work hard!" After that, he left with hot coffee.

Du Di'an looked at the back of his departure, and turned back slowly, the smile on his face was gone, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light was looming. Looking for traces, he did not expect to expand the scope of the thorough investigation to their scavengers. Although he is not afraid, such a big action is enough to show that the Hunter Headquarters is very serious about this matter!

He quickly recalled the traces he had dealt with in his mind, and suddenly thought of one thing, this magic trace is the ability of every hunter, then, will other hunters have any special ability, such as a keen sense of smell like him?

Thinking of this, his fingers clenched slightly, and he made up his mind that even if something was investigated above, he would be beaten to death!

He looked at the steps ahead, his expression returned to calm, and he walked step by step.

There are four floors in the scavenger headquarters, and each floor has guards. These are private guards selected from the nobles belonging to the Mellon consortium. Only nobles have the right to recruit private armed forces, but the number of places is limited, which is also the foundation for the consortium. One of the basic requirements.

When he came to the fourth floor, Du Dian stood in front of the corridor, not knowing which room to knock on, and suddenly thought of the two attendants by the stairs, and immediately asked them about the room of "Mr. There was a soft knock on the dark red lacquered wooden door of a room on the side.

The door opened, and it was a middle-aged butler who looked like a middle-aged housekeeper. He looked at Du Di'an up and down, with a smile on his face, and said, "You are Du Di'an who has joined the consortium, please come in."

Du Dian nodded slightly and entered the room.

The splendid golden light hit him suddenly, and the faint fragrance floated from every corner of the room. The feet he stepped on were extremely soft, and it turned out to be a deep red blanket. He glanced at the room quickly and accurately, and probably everything fell into his eyes. All the tables, chairs, sofas, desks, and oil paintings were extremely expensive, and an overwhelming atmosphere of elegance and wealth crowded over.

He sighed deeply in his heart, and looked at the upper part of the room, on the figure below a huge oil painting of a woman, this is a well-built middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows and star eyes, with a bit of ruthless temperament. At the same time, there is a bit of vicissitudes and laziness. The most striking thing is the side of his chin, near the neck, with a finger-long scar.

The location of this scar is shocking, making people think that if it deviates by half a centimeter, the carotid artery may be cut off.

"Little guy, come and sit." The middle-aged man looked at Du Dian with a little surprise in his eyes, and said with a smile.

Seeing his gentle attitude, Du Dian knew that he was not asking about the hunter, so he was relieved and walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down.

"I have seen your resume, the radiation value measured before is only 0.8, less than one!" The middle-aged 'Fiden' gently opened a notebook on the table and smiled at Du Di'an: "This time you just When you come back from outside the wall, the radiation value in your body has only just broken one, but you just came back, and the radiation content in your body is high. After a period of time, your body will automatically adjust and adapt, and the radiation content should be reduced by about 0.1. For example, the radiation content is still less than one, little guy, do you know that this is the radiation content that only hunters have?"

Du Dian nodded slightly, not surprised.

"So, it's not surprising that you can give birth to a magic mark. However, I would like to know, where did your magic mark... come from?" Wei Dun smiled slightly, but his eyes narrowed slowly, as if in Examining every subtle change on Du Di'an's face.