Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1719: Lin Sanjiu committed suicide
Except for the private domain, walking in the cloud is a very free world.
Lin Sanjiu found a downward passage door from the rooftop of the building. Even in the early morning, it was still open and smooth; after all, public buildings and skyways are equivalent to the earth in the ordinary world. Cloud people generally feel that no one has the power to block, shut down or charge a toll on them.
She was very lucky. The name of this building was written on the access door, which happened to be the one she had seen on the regional map before. It was not far or close to the parking lot, and she had to pass through at least four or five buildings to get there. Arrive at the location of the aircraft.
As a communication system, Fenghuo Langyan must be like other major systems. There is a message hub in each district, which is the center for people to register and use; if they can return to the aircraft, they can fly to other districts. Not only is it much safer to use the hub, but you also take the initiative.
But how to go back? She couldn't walk in the CBD area where she had just woken up with her original appearance, otherwise it would only be a matter of time before the sharks found her. Can she find the right disguise in the early hours of the morning?
Lin Sanjiu walked into the passage door while thinking.
The descending stairwell is no longer the closed one that was common before the apocalypse: the stairwell has become an important way for most people to travel, so the walls have been cut out and the stairs have been widened. The area is flat and the view is broad - work such as renovation and maintenance is usually done by local evolution organizations.
Post-apocalyptic evolvers also use the pre-apocalyptic concept of taxation; organizations will not charge admission fees for the buildings they operate, but will charge management fees for local vendors, residents and lower-level organizations.
When Lin Sanjiu and Feng Zhen were chatting, she actually asked her what if the organization only collected money but did not manage it - Feng Zhen shrugged her shoulders at that time, as if she thought the answer to this question couldn't be more obvious. Said: "Then just move away! The entire Wandering Cloud has a ranking of regional management perfection. If this district has a low ranking, you can just move to another district. No one can control your move. Everyone is gone. , they won’t receive any money, of course no one will be that stupid and just do a one-shot deal.”
However, according to her, in this way, more and more people will come to convenient, safe and comfortable places, such as CBD areas, and management fees will naturally rise; in dilapidated and dangerous places, because of their The low cost of living brings together many suspicious and unscrupulous people - it seems that some of the economic laws observed by humans will still be in effect after the apocalypse.
Just as Lin Sanjiu was worried, it was too early and the vendors in the market had not yet opened for business.
She wanted to buy a disguise for herself, but the more anxious she was to use it, the less she could find it; she walked from floor to floor looking for it, and even took the risk of asking several people who were wandering between the floors and yelled at them. Evolutionaries who are worried about people, unfortunately still have nothing to gain.
When she went down to the eighteenth floor, she found rows of tents set up on this floor; the slight sound of people turning over and snoring occasionally stirred up in the tents, and then disappeared into silence.
The notice board between the entrance and the stairs told Lin Sanjiu that "the night lodging is open from 9 pm to 6 am" and it is a free market during the day; if you bring your own tent, you only need 2 fog balls. Renting a tent costs 4 fog balls, and renting a tent costs 1 fog ball per week. There is a rope blocking the entrance, and a chair that probably belongs to the administrator is empty. Maybe it’s because the time is approaching in the morning and people are slacking off. I took a nap somewhere.
Lin Sanjiu had already walked down the stairs, then suddenly turned around and returned to the night lodging place.
She stepped over the rope and walked between the tents.
These tents should all be products from before the end of the world. They were collected from countless worlds and have been severely worn by time. Some zippers can only be closed halfway, with the zipper pull crookedly stuck in the middle, and a pair of bare feet can be seen through the gap; some tents are so worn that they are white and thin, and not only cannot the original color be seen, but even Even the figures inside could be vaguely seen; some were even torn with a big gash. When a man sleeping inside heard Lin Sanjiu's footsteps, his snoring stopped and he turned over. He fell asleep again, exposing his bare back.
...If there is an air of poverty in Da Zhen Ji, then the boarding place can no longer be described as poor.
She walked among the sour smell of sweat, the aftertaste of food, and the smell of grease. Every step she took was like wading in thick, sticky sewage. However, from a distance of more than ten meters, Lin Sanjiu saw several bellies, calves, and soles. .
Even though most people were still asleep, she could feel the lingering heaviness, fuzzyness, confusion and fatigue in the boarding house; in a little while they would get up and start the day's work - because of these People, she has already seen, are basically ordinary people.
When she reached the end of the row of tents, there happened to be an early riser who unzipped the tent and revealed a face that was still chewing breakfast. It took Lin Sanjiu a few seconds to recognize that it was a girl, still very young. When she suddenly saw a strange evolved person, even her surprise was dull, as if different emotions were about to merge together. , no expression is clear.
This feeling was confirmed again when Lin Sanjiu made his request to her.
"If you need to follow my request, record a few words," she raised her tape recorder and said, "I am willing to pay you ten red crystals."
The girl swallowed the rice ball in her mouth - the other half of the rice ball was still holding in her hand, glowing with a plastic-like fake light and not looking like white rice - but she had no idea about such a simple way to make money. Not excited.
"What is red crystal?"
Lin Sanjiu really didn't expect this. Ordinary people have never left Wandering Cloud, so unless there is a special opportunity, they will naturally not know the currency of Red Nautilus - it took her an unexpected amount of effort to half-explain and half-persuad the girl to agree.
When everything was done, she was about to leave with the tape recorder when the girl suddenly asked from behind: "Have you hired a servant?"
Lin Sanjiu turned around, and the girl was still waiting for her answer blankly, as if she had not thought at all that if Lin Sanjiu had hired a servant, why would she bother to find a stranger to do things.
"No," she said.
"If you have anti-inflammatory drugs, I can help you for five days, no more, because I haven't found a job for two days." The girl thought for a while and added: "I still I am willing to do things for women, although generally female evolutionaries have a lot of things to do.”
She had no idea that this sentence might offend her future employer.
Lin Sanjiu wanted to say something, but no words came out. She left a box of anti-inflammatories for the girl that she had never had the chance to use. She once again expressed in her suspicious eyes that she really didn't need a servant before leaving. The administrator at the entrance came back. He was an ordinary old man. When he saw Lin Sanjiu from a distance, he seemed to immediately realize her identity. He watched her cross the rope without asking a word, just bowed silently. Hunch over.
No matter which building, the closer it is to the haze layer, the worse and more distressing the situation will be.
As Lin Sanjiu walked down, the open floor space gradually became cramped, and the stairs gradually narrowed. There was no road in the sky outside the building; it was already dawn outside, but she felt as if she was gradually entering the depths of the earth. at. There is garbage piled up in the corner of the stairwell~IndoMTL.com~The air exudes the choking smell of urine-the presence of traces of defecation means that this place is no longer dominated by evolutionists.
It wasn’t until Lin Sanjiu went down to the lowest level, which was only one level above the haze level, that is, the fourteenth floor of the building, that she felt the breath of the evolver again - the walls, handrails, and corridor entrances and exits were all Thick iron plates were installed, and all the windows were sealed; after turning another corner, the passage down was blocked by cement, and a shout came from the narrow corridor next to it: "Who?"
The reason why ordinary people do not move on the lowest level may be because they are unable to resist the fallen species climbing up from the haze layer; on this level, there are no living facilities, only teams of evolutionaries on guard and patrol. .
The evolver who came out looked Lin Sanjiu up and down and relaxed slightly.
"I thought some ordinary person with a bad mind came down again," he asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Lin Sanjiu smiled friendly at him. "There should be a lookout for guards here, right?"
The five big and three thick evolvers nodded.
"Please lead the way, I want to jump down."