The "Old Task Force" arrived at the "Rootless" camp before it was completely dark.

From afar, the first thing that caught their eyes was a row of massive vehicles.

These vehicles were several times the size of Jeeps, with long and tall carriages, and their paint jobs varied: brown and white interwoven, white base with black blocks, or stripes highlighting silver-gray.

"Are those all... RVs?" Jiang Baimian had already removed her sunglasses, slowed down the car, and carefully identified them for a few seconds.

"Yes," Bai Chen nodded. "RVs are the homes of the 'Rootless.' Each vehicle represents a family."

"I see..." Jiang Baimian looked at the camp again and noticed more details.

The camp was dominated by RVs, at least dozens, possibly close to a hundred.

The largest of these RVs were parked on the periphery, forming a circle of steel walls, leaving only one entrance for vehicles.

Through the gaps in this circle of "walls," they could see that the vehicles inside were parked neatly, and in the very center, there seemed to be several even larger vehicles, behemoths even.

"What's an RV?" Long Yuehong asked, not understanding.

Shang Jianyao took the initiative to explain:

"It's a vehicle with a house inside."

"Have you seen one?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.

They all received the same education and had the same outdoor experience, so why had Shang Jianyao seen an RV and he hadn't?

Shang Jianyao shook his head:

"I haven't.

"I guessed."

At this moment, Jiang Baimian laughed:

"What Shang Jianyao said isn't too far off.

"An RV is a vehicle with the carriage turned into a residence, with bedrooms, toilets, kitchens, and some even have living rooms and dining rooms."

"Luxurious," Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong commented simultaneously.

Such rooms could only be allocated to those at D7 or above within Pangu Biology, or if both husband and wife reached D4.

Bai Chen followed up with an explanation:

"It's said that the first 'Rootless' came from RV camps in the Old World, which were specifically for people traveling in RVs."

Although she didn't understand why the Old World had to do this, she repeated the words she had heard verbatim.

Fortunately, Shang Jianyao didn't raise any objections to this.

Bai Chen, watching the sunset glow cast on the car window, continued:

"You know, back then, it was mainly the outbreak of Mindless Disease in the big cities. RV camps were better off, and there weren't as many attacks against them.

"So, they were lucky enough to survive the destruction of the Old World, but they couldn't return to their hometowns.

"They might have tried, I'm not sure, but from the results, it must have ended in failure.

"In the chaotic years after the destruction of the Old World, they felt it was better to stick together. There's strength in numbers. Then, they tried to settle down and farm, but time and time again, they were driven away from their original settlements by war, monster tides, attacks by large numbers of Mindless, and changing weather and environment.

"Later, they became completely accustomed to life in vehicles, and accustomed to the wandering of such a large group. They stopped settling down, calling themselves 'Rootless People.' Well, we prefer to call them 'Rootless'."

Shang Jianyao raised a very serious question:

"What do they eat?"

"Yeah, yeah," Long Yuehong said, indicating that he wanted to ask the same question.

Not settling down meant they couldn't farm and had no fixed harvest.

Bai Chen, looking at the approaching entrance to the camp, spoke a little faster:

"Initially, their state was closer to relic hunters, obtaining fuel, food, weapons, high-performance batteries, and various supplies from the city ruins after the mass deaths of the 'Mindless.'

"At that time, every city ruin was a rich mine.

"When the chaotic years ended and major forces were established, such a large caravan quickly became a target for exploitation. They took the opportunity to change their identity and became armed merchants traveling between various forces, undertaking cargo transportation and reselling goods."

"Why don't the major forces do this business themselves?" Long Yuehong remembered that the company's parking lot had many large vehicles, even more than the "Rootless" camp.

Hearing his question, Jiang Baimian, who was driving, quipped:

"Where would the company get so much manpower?

"Even you, a newcomer, were brought to the 'Old Task Force,' so you know how tight manpower is.

"We're not Mechanical Paradise, we don't have the resources or technology to produce so many intelligent robots."

Long Yuehong suddenly understood.

Bai Chen casually added:

"For many major forces, they don't like to send their own people to escort less important supplies.

"There was a relatively large settlement before, where the leader sent a large number of guards out to deliver goods, resulting in an empty interior, and they were wiped out.

"Moreover, neutral caravans can pass through many sensitive areas more easily."

Seeing that Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao no longer had any questions, she said again:

"As long as you have fuel, food, high-performance batteries, and various relatively intact vehicle parts, you can hire the 'Rootless' group to deliver goods for you.

"They call themselves living where the oil and electricity are.

"When the weather cools down and the volume of transactions decreases, the 'Rootless' will migrate to similar camps, use the food they've stored to get through the winter, and also take on some transportation and trading within the surrounding areas of the camp.

"This is the largest 'Rootless' group. The reason they often choose this camp is because there is a still-functioning water plant nearby."

As she spoke, the Jeep had arrived at the entrance of the "Rootless" camp.

Seeing this, Bai Chen quickly emphasized a few more points:

"Once inside, you must remember not to damage other people's vehicles.

"For the 'Rootless,' vehicles are their most valuable possessions. A person without a vehicle and not taken in by another 'Rootless' family will be abandoned.

"Also, they have been born and raised in vehicles for three generations, and they have a unique emotional connection to their vehicles, no longer viewing them as objects, but as family members.

"If you hurt their family members, things definitely won't end well."

Jiang Baimian found it very interesting and patted the steering wheel, saying:

"It really is a rather unique custom and habit."

At this moment, the guards standing on the front of two large RVs raised the muzzles of their submachine guns, signaling the visitors to stop.

Bai Chen lowered the car window and poked her head out, saying:

"We've come to do business."

The guard with a thick beard looked closely and his eyes lit up, saying:

"Good-looking, great figure, this Jeep is not bad!

"What kind of power does it use?"

"High-performance battery," Bai Chen answered truthfully.

The bearded guard became even more interested:

"Do you want to trade a wife and leave it behind?"

"We're in true love!" Shang Jianyao poked his head out at some point and replied loudly.

The bearded guard gave a thumbs up:

"Good eye."

He then lowered the muzzle of his gun and pointed his chin at the inside of the camp:

"Go in.

"Park according to the instructions, or you can't blame us if you lose your wife."

As the Jeep passed through the entrance, Long Yuehong in the car muttered in surprise:

"So simple?"

No acquaintance's proof, no confiscation of weapons, and the "Old Task Force" was allowed into the camp just like that.

Jiang Baimian looked in the rearview mirror and said with a smile:

"For a 'Rootless' caravan with plenty of firepower and enough manpower, perhaps only outsiders wouldn't dare to enter, afraid of not being able to get out after entering."

"That's true..." Long Yuehong thought for a moment and said, "Then we have to be vigilant and can't completely trust these people."

"Yes," Jiang Baimian said as she followed the instructions and drove slowly on the marked road. She then turned to Shang Jianyao and said, "Next, you have to perform well!"

"I'm not a car," Shang Jianyao said with some "difficulty."

"Yeah, our Bai Chen is such a beautiful girl, and they didn't even look at her, they were just busy looking at this Jeep," Jiang Baimian teased.

Bai Chen originally wanted to say that she was older, but after looking at Jiang Baimian's height, she silently gave up on this plan.

With the help of the guides, they quickly parked the car and got out of the Jeep.

At a glance, Jiang Baimian noticed that the behemoths parked at the deepest part of the camp were all dragging huge silver-gray metal tanks.

"Oil tankers... no wonder they're so well-protected." As she marveled, she heard the roar of an engine coming from a blue and white RV next to her.

A middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap was standing in front of the car, touching the hood and listening to the sound.

When the engine roar stopped, he nodded thoughtfully.

"What are you doing?" Shang Jianyao had already darted over at some point and asked curiously.

The middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap was of medium height, sturdy, with slightly dark skin, and his clothes seemed to have some oil stains on them.

Hearing Shang Jianyao's question, his somewhat fierce appearance softened, and he said with a smile:

"The big guy is in a mood, gotta listen to what it's unhappy about."

Seeing that Long Yuehong and the others didn't seem to understand, he touched the RV's slightly old blue and white paint and said with a smile:

"The big guy has been a member of our family since my grandfather's time. Now that it's old, its temper has gotten a little bad, gotta coax it more.

"Haha, you guys have elders at home too, right? Gotta coax them all."

Shang Jianyao took a step back, looked at the RV carefully, and pointed to the headlights, saying:

"Its eyes are so beautiful."

"These have been repaired twice, they were even more beautiful when it was younger..." The middle-aged man seemed to have found a kindred spirit and spoke endlessly.

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian said "quietly" to Bai Chen and Long Yuehong:

"Sometimes, I really think Shang Jianyao has a talent for making friends."

They chatted for a while, and a young man in his twenties in the driver's seat came down with a toolbox and, together with the middle-aged man, opened the hood and skillfully started repairing.

Shang Jianyao then retreated and followed Jiang Baimian and the others, walking through a row of RVs towards the liveliest part of the camp.

Bai Chen looked back at the place just now and said with a very faint smile:

"If any of you have very good car repair skills, you might even be able to marry a few wives here."