Chapter 8: Whatever you're afraid of, come and go.
The parade was quiet for a moment, and then continued to move forward as if nothing happened.
As the team advanced, Zhang Cishun and Jing Shuo also walked past the man's gradually spreading pool of blood.
The body was dragged into the darkness, leaving only bright red blood and bloody footprints mixed with mud that extended all the way.
No one was surprised, but there were a few sneers in the team.
Zhang Cishun suddenly felt that this was not like a parade, but more like a street parade.
In fact, City No. 88 originally did not have a middle city district, only the upper city district and the lower city district. Where did the middle city district come from? It's because those people who live on the fringes of the upper city are dissatisfied that they live in the upper city but can see those 'people' in the lower city every day. The long-term backlog of conflicts led to a tragic conflict in City No. 88.
No one knows how that conflict ended, but after that, Xiacheng District suddenly became divided into inner and outer rings, and then gradually factories began to move and were located on a large scale in the inner ring of Xiacheng District, which is what it is today. The location of Midtown.
Factory workers broke away from the upper city, but did not want to be on the same level as the lower city, so they set up gates to separate the inner and outer rings of the lower city.
Later, slowly, Xiacheng District no longer had the distinction between inner and outer rings, and was replaced by Zhongcheng District.
The barrier is very fragile, but underneath it is actually an invisible barrier. There are two different worlds on both sides of the barrier.
There are always people in Xiacheng District who think that they can become Zhongcheng people by passing through the gate and avoiding the pursuit of Zhongcheng District. Only the old people in Xiacheng District know how ridiculous this idea is.
"Technology is not guilty!"
Someone in the front row of the team began to shout, and the voice echoed in the sky above the city, slightly thin. No one in Xiacheng District shouted with them, because the wages paid to them did not include this service.
The factories in Zhongcheng District are well-located and the roads are wide but slightly deserted.
Only the black smoke rising from the tall chimneys of the factory buildings kept reminding them that someone was working inside.
Zhang Cishun saw a garbage truck parked on the side of the road. When the window was rolled down, he could see a figure puffing away smoke.
But it wasn't a centipede.
Maybe he is the person in charge of other urban areas.
After the team continued to move
through the area where factories were concentrated, the buildings that appeared in front of them became taller. Zhang Cishun felt as if he had returned to the modern city in his memory.
The people in the front row who had been shouting slogans fell silent during this section of the road, and the speed of the team also accelerated a bit.
There are no longer uniformed guards on both sides of the road, but there are many more people wearing strange clothes.
The clothes looked like tights, with many pockets on them, and some had indicator lights flashing on them.
They just sat carelessly on the roadside, holding food and drink in their hands, watching the people passing by like monkeys. Then they laughed at each other as if they had remembered something interesting.
"They are the wilderness army." Jing Shuo explained to Zhang Cishun: "They are the only ones in the entire city who have access to the barrier. They wander in the wilderness, searching for lost technologies and items. Many things in the city now belong to them. Brought back from the wilderness."
"Wildness..."
Zhang Cishun knew where it was, the world outside the barrier. It is said that it is a piece of loess with no grass growing on it. But this rumor is not very credible, because now the food in the city is transported in from outside the barrier.
Most of the rumors in the lower city are unbelievable, but the rumors about the danger level in the wilderness rumors are true.
Because in addition to wild beasts in the wilderness, there are also doomsday beasts.
Doommons are variations of the Beast that are said to have special powers.
The parade quickly passed through the area where the Wilderness Army was stationed at a deliberately accelerated pace.
When they stepped out of this area, what appeared in front of them was the upper city.
Prosperous
, clean
and civilized
, many people from the lower city could never imagine what the upper city is like. But today, following the parade, these people from the lower city took the scenery of the upper city into their eyes.
The queue became quiet, even dead silent. Some people looked at the beautiful woman who poked her head out of the window of the high-rise building and maybe even put on makeup. Some people looked at the car parked in the parking space with questions in their heads.
There was a vague aroma of food in the air, it was... coming from a restaurant.
There was a sudden buzzing sound above the head, and the people around him shrank their heads in shock, and then heard a childish haha sound.
Looking towards the direction of the laughter, a child wearing gorgeous clothes was laughing with a remote control in his hand.
When he realized that all the eyes of the group were turned towards him, he still had his hands on his waist and shouted sternly: "Who allowed you to enter the upper city area? You untouchables from the lower city area!" Untouchables
?
Jing Shuo clenched his fists, but quickly released them.
"Let's go quickly." He said indifferently.
Zhang Cishun suddenly remembered that he once asked Jing Shuo because he was curious about what Shangcheng District was like, and Jing Shuo's emotions when he talked to him.
It was filled with indelible hatred.
At first he thought something happened that he didn't want to say. Later he realized that Jing Shuo was too sober.
He is too sober.
So he only hates Uptown and Midtown.
There was once a person from Xiacheng District who managed to get into a factory in Zhongcheng District and then turned around and used worse methods to deal with people from Xiacheng District. He said: "He was obviously suffering, but he didn't realize it clearly
. Who made him suffer so much?"
"It's so sad."
People in Xiacheng District are good at weighing the pros and cons and cutting off useless emotions. Anger is especially useless.
But there are still a few people who are like that child. People in the upper city will hide their emotions well in their eyes, and then look down at them from above.
The slogans and purpose of the march were irrelevant to them; they only felt that the crowd was noisy.
The three main roads seemed particularly long under the scorching sun at this time. Jing Shuo gave half of the bread in his hand to Zhang Cishun.
The two of them used their saliva to melt the bread in their mouths and swallowed it.
This is torture for the upper teeth.
After a few mouthfuls, Zhang Cishun felt that his mouth was filled with a rusty taste.
But he didn't stop.
The procession stopped and went, and people in the front row gave speeches on each of the three main streets, but no one was listening.
The flow of people after several teams merged can be described as huge.
Now, they are about to enter the inner city.
The inner city is part of the Uptown, but unlike other areas of the Uptown, it is where power is concentrated.
At this time,
it was less than four o'clock, and Zhang Cishun could no longer hear what the people at the front of the team were shouting. He and Jing Shuo relied on each other to prevent being scattered by the flow of people while moving forward.
The current situation is as if all eight lanes of traffic are merging into two lanes. Congestion is the only adjective.
Zhang Cishun's heart was raised and his nerves were highly tense.
But Murphy's Law seems to be in effect in this world as well. The more Zhang Cishun worries about the occurrence of riots and accidents, the more likely they are to come.
Boom -
Accompanied by the sound of some glass breaking and the roaring sound of flames rising rapidly, in Zhang Cishun's eyes, the roaring flames spread in an instant!
one place!
Two places!
Everywhere!
Zhang Cishun clearly saw that among the marchers, someone took out a Molotov cocktail from under his cloak and threw it at the surrounding buildings with all his strength! Someone fell to the ground with
panic and screams, and blood spurted out from the incision in his neck. Then Zhang Cishun caught some kind of abnormal refracted light from the corner of his eye, which was the flash of iron weapons in the sun. He reacted quickly and almost instantly held the weapon hidden under his cloak in his hand. But someone is faster than him! Jing Shuo! The short knife had already pierced his own cloak, and with the force, it tore out a gash. His eyes hidden under the hood were indifferent, and there were no unnecessary movements or words at all. Before the man's attack fell, the short knife in his hand pierced the opponent's body three times! All three stab wounds were fatal. Any hesitation and soft-heartedness at this time will lead to accidents. "Run!" ... ... ... ... (End of chapter)