For Chang Haijiang's question, Shang Jianyao honestly shook his head:

"Don't know, I'm not them."

Chang Haijiang didn't expect the people opposite to answer, he was just simply expressing his confusion, to prove that the group's style of doing things was really a bit strange.

He spread his hands and said:

"Maybe some of the materials in their convoy can't be seen by others, or maybe there are confidentiality regulations, and they must minimize contact with non-related people.

"Anyway, I'm not that curious. I didn't investigate at the time. According to the regulations, I checked the passes, collected enough receipts, and prepared the cooked food and supplies they needed, and handed them over to the people who came."

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:

"Which direction did they go later?"

Chang Haijiang recalled for a moment, pointing northeast:

"I remember they went that way."

Slightly northeast... Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others were all moved.

Their destination, Taicheng, was also in that direction.

"Have you noticed anything else?" Jiang Baimian didn't let the hawk out until she saw the rabbit, and at this time she took out two plastic tickets and held them in her hand as bait for the question.

Chang Haijiang suddenly smiled:

"I am a mid-level officer in the 'Salvation Army', strictly abide by discipline, and never accept bribes."

Uh... Jiang Baimian didn't expect to encounter such a pure "Salvation Army" warrior in the ice plains.

There are not many such people in Wubei anymore!

And looking at his age, Chang Haijiang is only in his thirties, definitely not from the batch of people from the late chaotic era and the early new calendar.

Clap clap clap, Shang Jianyao applauded.

Chang Haijiang was a little embarrassed by the applause:

"I usually barter for things, and I've earned a lot of supplies, so there's no need to take bribes against my conscience."

"Can you barter for things here?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.

He thought that like within the "Salvation Army", transactions were mainly based on tickets, supplemented by small amounts of currency.

Chang Haijiang waved his hand lightly:

"Of course!

"Being in the ice plains, the higher-ups have given me a lot of extra power. Under the premise of ensuring the supply of materials for internal personnel, the rest stop can be opened to relic hunters, research teams, and wilderness wanderers from other places, allowing them to exchange materials for materials."

"So, you don't need a pass to come in?" Bai Chen recalled Chang Haijiang's previous performance.

He was not enthusiastic about checking passes at all.

"Yes." Chang Haijiang nodded, "No matter what the purpose of coming to the ice plains is, it's not easy for everyone. Supplies here are relatively difficult. As a 'Salvation Army' member, I will help as much as I can. Anyway, it's not for free, and there is still profit to be made."

Speaking of this, he brought the topic back on track:

"What else do you want to ask?"

"Do you remember what the three people who were sent by that team to replenish supplies looked like?" Jiang Baimian asked cautiously.

Chang Haijiang shook his head:

"If you have photos, I might recognize them, but if you ask me to think about it out of thin air, it's been two years, who would remember?

"Um, I didn't pay attention to anything else."

Shang Jianyao sighed without concealment when he heard the words, with a regretful expression.

Jiang Baimian suspected that the direction of this guy's regret might be different from what everyone thought. It was not regret that Chang Haijiang couldn't remember the clues, but that he didn't get any items from the "Last Man" or "Bodhi" domains, so he couldn't request Chang Haijiang to open the memory "search" permission.

"What do you want to eat, what supplies do you need to replenish?" Chang Haijiang pointed to the cardboard booklet in front of him.

Shang Jianyao eagerly took the booklet and flipped through it, while Jiang Baimian habitually asked:

"What are your local specialties here?"

Chang Haijiang smiled:

"Does fish from Beian Lake count?"

Beian Lake... Long Yuehong muttered.

Bai Chen asked directly:

"The big lake in the south?"

"Yes." Chang Haijiang was very frank.

Jiang Baimian frowned:

"The fish in that lake have relatively serious mutation problems."

She spoke quite euphemistically, not directly mentioning the issue of pollution.

Chang Haijiang smiled indifferently:

"The pollution of those fish in Beian Lake mainly exists in the internal organs and head. There is no big problem if you remove these."

Seeing Long Yuehong's face full of "disbelief", Chang Haijiang added:

"This is not what I said, it was said by several agricultural experts from our 'Salvation Army'. They came to conduct on-site research, took many samples back for analysis, and finally told me which fish have better meat quality and can be regularly supplied to Pingnan, Wubei and other cities every summer."

The "Salvation Army's" agricultural experts are very good... Long Yuehong sincerely praised in his heart.

In his opinion, experts who pay attention to food, study food, and analyze food must be good experts.

Jiang Baimian remembered something and asked thoughtfully:

"Do you organize your own fishing teams?"

Chang Haijiang shook his head again:

"Others do this, and we just trade fuel, cold-proof cloth and other supplies."

"Those mutants?" Jiang Baimian had already guessed.

Chang Haijiang looked her up and down:

"You saw them too?

"They are more short of fuel and cold-proof materials, and we don't have enough manpower to fish, so it's a win-win situation."

Chang Haijiang didn't show even a bit of condescension or pity.

Shang Jianyao stood at attention with a swoosh, stretched out his right hand, and pressed his left chest:

"For all mankind!"

Chang Haijiang was stunned for two seconds, and his expression became serious.

He followed suit, raising his right hand and pressing it to his left chest:

"For all mankind!"

After ordering cooked food mainly based on fish and game, the "Old Task Force" found a table at random and sat down.

The other relic hunter teams in the hall did not come over to chat. After all, being in the desolate ice plains, it might take several hours of driving to meet someone. Everyone tacitly chose caution and did not want to be targeted by those with ulterior motives.

Moreover, there are many city ruins buried in the ice plains that have not been excavated, which can satisfy all the relic hunter teams who come here, as long as they can find them. Therefore, under the premise of already possessing some information about the corresponding location, they don't need to exchange information.

As for the coveting of male and female beauty, looking at the appearance of the other gender in that team, they naturally retreated.

"I have a feeling." After sitting down, Jiang Baimian looked around and said, "Chang Haijiang may have been squeezed out and sent here."

Garrisoning the ice plains seems free, and you can also profit from material transactions, but this place is far away from human settlements, which is like exile.

"He doesn't look like the type to go along with the crowd." Long Yuehong nodded in agreement.

He felt that this was someone who truly inherited the spirit of the "Salvation Army", and instead of just shouting slogans, he adapted to local conditions and did things practically without being bound by conventions.

Shang Jianyao was not disappointed that Chang Haijiang might have been squeezed out and sent to the ice plains. He said righteously:

"As long as the spirit has not withered, as long as the fire is still there, there will be a day when the morning sun will arrive."

Clap clap clap, Jiang Baimian applauded expressionlessly.

Seeing Long Yuehong and others looking over, she said with a smile:

"I'm clapping for Old Ge. If he were here, he would definitely applaud after hearing that sentence just now.

"Um, just enlivening the atmosphere."

This was her true thought.

Shang Jianyao expressed disbelief:

"Don't explain, explanation is cover-up, and cover-up is confirmation."

"Ho." Jiang Baimian was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, and ended the topic with just an interjection.

She looked at Bai Chen with a smile:

"Do you two have to be like this?

"You have to keep one hand free for holding hands even when eating."

The seating arrangement of the "Old Task Force" at mealtime has quietly changed. Bai Chen and Long Yuehong are in one row, and Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao are in one row.

Long Yuehong coughed immediately, because he took the initiative to hold her hand, and Bai Chen did not show any intention of being so clingy.

Bai Chen calmly responded to Jiang Baimian:

"Didn't you agree with Ding Ling's words before, that there's no tomorrow on the gray earth?

"It's good to hold hands for a while when you can."

She didn't push the responsibility onto Long Yuehong.

"..." Jiang Baimian didn't know how to respond to such words for a moment.

Shang Jianyao opened his mouth and made a sound with full energy:

"Woof woof woof."

This time, even the knowledgeable Bai Chen was stunned, let alone Long Yuehong.

The other relic hunter teams eating in the hall subconsciously turned their heads and looked over, all with surprised expressions.

For some reason, Jiang Baimian always felt that their gazes towards her and Bai Chen gradually changed from doubt to strangeness.

Just at this moment, a few more people came in from outside.

There were six of them, all wearing patched gray clothes, their hair shaved very short, like they were originally bald, and had just grown a shallow layer.

"Aren't you cold like that?" Chang Haijiang at the counter asked when he saw this.

Although it is summer now, the midsummer in the ice plains, the evening temperature is already close to the early autumn in the Wubei area, cool with a little cold.

Among the group, the leader was a relatively elderly Red River man. He didn't have many wrinkles on his face but they were obvious, and the thin hair on the top of his head showed white roots.

Hearing Chang Haijiang's question, he put his hands together and said in Gray Earth language with a clear accent:

"Namo Anuttara-Samyak-Sambodhi, thank you for your kindness, benefactor. This humble monk and others appreciate it, but we are used to it like this."

Buddhists... Jiang Baimian and others' eyes moved slightly, and they successively turned their gazes towards the door.