A radiation detector is a must.
This thing can save lives.
In the Wasteland, the industrial strength makes producing such mechanical equipment relatively easy.
However, the strength in light industry is terribly weak.
They can make tanks, but can't produce a pair of stockings.
Bobby's detector was strapped to his wrist. He confusedly turned it on, glanced at it, and his pupils shrank dramatically, his face full of disbelief.
The level of visible radiation was gradually decreasing.
"Holy crap!" Bobby couldn't help but exclaim. Johnny turned his head to glance over, "Holy crap?!"
Both stared fixedly at the soil beneath Chen Che's feet. As the detector approached, the white liquid seeped into the ground, and the radiation slowly reduced to zero!
"It fe... feels like unpolluted soil, I'm... I'm shocked!"
Bobby exclaimed loudly; this kind of radiation-free soil could be used for growing crops.
And non-mutated crops, at that!
