Vegetable soup and buns, these are very common foods in our place, and there is nothing outstanding about them. Some people will throw these things away because they are too bland and not delicious enough, but in their eyes, they are nothing. Delicious.
Wu Ming looked at Runtu's devouring figure and couldn't help but sigh.
But the first hunter heard something else from his words: Where are you? Are you from the dayside hemisphere?
He probably understands why Wu Ming thinks so.
The First Hunter has been wandering around all year round, and naturally has crossed the line of dawn and dusk, crossed the Wall of Storms, and reached the other side of the continent.
The day hemisphere is rich in products, and the climate and temperature are very suitable for the growth of animals and plants. Compared with the barren and barren tundra of the night hemisphere, it is more suitable for settling down and settling down. However, there are too many dangers and uncontrollable factors on the road, and there are wind speeds of up to three meters per second. The ten-meter storm wall stretches across the entire horizon like a cliff. Except for people with special equipment or elites of extraordinary beings like the First Hunter, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to pass through this storm wall. An impossible thing.
People who come out of there, especially those who come out of large shelters, will naturally be a little dissatisfied with the current situation in Night City.
However, Wu Ming did not answer directly, but tried to use vague descriptions to leave room for the other party's imagination: I come from a richer place than here.
The First Hunter is deep in thought: a richer place
Is it the mobile city of the agency headquarters?
That is to say, considering that people like them eat energy bars every day, their digestive systems may become a little fragile. Otherwise, I would have eaten instant noodles, just eat vegetable soup and small bread. I am afraid if they eat instant noodles You don't have to bite your tongue off
Wu Ming didn't care what the first hunter was thinking, and said to himself as he looked at the workers holding paper bowls and feasting.
Those foods that were mass-produced in the industrial era had seasonings and flavors mixed into them for almost no money, and they were much more powerful than the foods that Wu Ming made.
These poor workers who have been chewing energy bars for as long as they can remember and have never even eaten meat are almost eating their tongues just eating such an ordinary meal of vegetable soup and bread without much seasoning. If they go down, if they change to instant noodles, chocolate, egg yolk pie or Wallace's stuff, Wu Ming is afraid that they will eat too much in one go and their stomachs will not be able to bear it. In the end, everyone will turn into Splatoon and spray shit everywhere on the street.
To be honest, that doesn't sound very cool, and it doesn't look very good to him.
Since I mentioned it, let me say by the way, the public health environment in Night City is actually very poor. According to Wu Ming's observation, it may be similar to the United Kingdom in the early days of the Industrial Revolution, and even some places have to go backwards. The dark medieval period.
Most of the ground is compacted dirt, and most of the ground is not paved with bricks. However, because the heat radiated by the energy tower is enough to melt the snowflakes falling on the ground, the melted water will soak into the soil, causing the ground to be wet and muddy all year round. There are mud pits everywhere that you could sink into if you step on them.
As for toilets and sewer systems, poor workers must not be able to use them. If it were not for the fact that they are likely to be frozen and beaten by the police officers if they defecate outside, there will definitely be many of them. When people want to come, they can just find a place to relax.
However, since they would be beaten by the police officer if they did this, it was natural for them to go home for convenience, find a basin to soak in, and then pour their feces and urine on the muddy ground in front of their house. Of course, if it was a little People who like to be cleaner may go a little further and dump it in front of their neighbor's house. If you really can't go home conveniently, you should quickly find a quiet and sparsely populated location to solve the problem. After solving the problem, run away quickly to avoid being discovered by the police officer and receiving a severe beating.
But no matter what, the poor working people in this city certainly don't have access to such rare things as sewer systems and septic tanks.
And the chairman wouldn't build this thing for them. .
Therefore, the smell of urine, feces, and the smell of fermented and rotten things are mixed together, making most streets in Night City smell like
An indescribable stench.
Fortunately for the intellectual aristocrats, they know how to use sewer systems and septic tanks, and they also have a certain knowledge of hygiene. As aristocrats, their reserve and self-esteem do not allow them to stink like the untouchables in their eyes. They will do everything possible to improve it. The sanitary environment around your home.
But the intellectual aristocracy is a minority after all, and the largest population in this city is poor workers.
Therefore, more than 80% of the entire Night City exudes an indescribable stench, and the workers also exude a rancid odor.
Although it is not visible on the surface, Wu Ming has actually been quietly turning on the life-sustaining module to continuously purify the air environment around him to prevent his nose and body from being ravaged by the weird stench on the street.
Dirty and harsh living environment. The workers, who had been tortured by high-intensity labor day and night and were overly old, showed no care for hygiene. They wiped their muddy hands on their dirty and torn clothes and then picked up the bread and ate it. Some people were still unsatisfied after eating. He licked his fingers and the paper bowl, greedily licking the delicious food left on them.
Some people were reluctant to take a big bite and nibbled on the bread in small bites at first. However, stimulated by their appetite and delicious food, these people soon joined the ranks of devouring it.
Just a bowl of mediocre vegetable soup and buns made them feel as if they had eaten the most delicious food. Some of them cried loudly, and some shed tears of sadness, but they kept crying and kept eating. With food stuffed in his mouth, people who didn’t know better thought this was the set of Little Master of China.
He is good at quietly observing the surrounding environment and people, and is also very good at observing and guessing people's mood changes. After having an auxiliary device to help integrate information, he easily realized a fact.
These people look skinny and thin, as if they are ten years old, but most of them are actually less than thirty, and most of them will probably not survive.
Wu Ming slowly withdrew his gaze: Really, to be able to eat with such gusto in such a dirty and smelly place, I think people really shouldn't live like this, and they shouldn't live like this either.
The first hunter didn't say anything, just looked at the workers with twinkling eyes.
After a while, even though poor workers kept coming here after hearing about the free food distribution, with Wu Ming’s nearly unlimited supply of various foods, almost all the workers had at least one meal, and even some. Some people queued up twice more and ate several bowls of vegetable soup.
Well, today’s alms from the Axis Group ends here. Wu Ming looked at the time and saw that the excavation time was almost up. Christina and the others were also very tired now, so they used the cognitive modification module to spread their thoughts. Everyone can disperse. The Axis group will return tomorrow. Alms will be given here.
His words caused an uproar among the workers.
Really? !
Will you still be here tomorrow?
Can we still eat something so delicious?
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