Although he said he didn't care about the poor people, at Ah Cha's request, Wu Ming still helped the poor people who were surviving the disaster, used his extraordinary power to create vivid illusions, patiently analyzed the stakes, and told them to stay This place will only point out a way out for them after suffering subsequent retaliation from the Black Dragon Society.
After all, they are also a group of poor people who cannot control their own destiny.
Just like people in peaceful areas are accustomed to browsing the Internet on their mobile phones after eating, and ingesting fragments of information on the Internet to give themselves a sense of security and fulfillment; while people living in war-torn areas may not even have a bite of hot food. Without food, he could only spend long nights in fear and uneasiness.
Can this be blamed on the fact that they were born in a war-torn area because they were born in a war-torn area? Or is it because they don’t work hard enough and don’t know how to escape from their troubled hometown?
Whether it is abandoned history or the real world Wu Ming lives in, poor people like this who cannot control their own destiny will exist and will always exist.
It's just that the people at the bottom who were rescued never imagined what they would face next.
Guided by the extraordinary vision, the poor people who fled with their families a few hours later made twists and turns on the 20th Street, which was comparable in size to a small and medium-sized city, and walked directly from the northwest corner to a branch street in the southeast corner. Only then did they arrive. destination.
Just like the neighborhood, the narrow streets are filled with people coming and going in an endless stream. Most of these people are wearing shabby and faded clothes. Long-term malnutrition has made them skinny, their faces are as green as vegetables, and their eyes are because of the long-term high sleep. Intensive work is completely dead, completely losing its spiritual luster, leaving only emptiness and numbness at first glance.
Like these poor people who fled their homes, we are all low-class people who are trying to survive in the neighborhoods.
They all had expressionless faces, dragging heavy and tired steps, following the steps of their predecessors on the street, just like corpses that had died long ago and had not yet been buried.
A living corpse.
Their lives have been planned since they were born. Day after day, year after year, their life trajectories are filled with atonement; and in the foreseeable future, they will continue to work for the Holy City. Until the day when the remaining value is completely drained or the body dies.
All this is just to wash away the sins, and one day be able to enter the paradise and find peace while alive or after death.
Maybe they died a long time ago and were just buried decades later.
Is this the place we are looking for?
Did that young man say that he could start a new life here?
It looks no different from where I lived before.
What to do next?
Do I need to report to the nearest Atonement House first?
These poor people who fled are not fools. Moreover, those who can live to be in their thirties by crawling around in a place like the neighborhood where people cannibalize people basically don’t have any unrealistic expectations for their new life after fleeing. , let alone expect that their lives will get better and better in the future. What they consider is more realistic - such as how to solve the problems of food, clothing, housing, transportation, eating, drinking, and toileting in the future.
They have all brought their clothes, so they don’t have to worry about it; transportation is not a problem; for food, they have to register at the Atonement House first, so that they can have food as soon as they have work tomorrow; and finally, for housing, the solution is actually simple: find the slums Find an open space inside and lie down, and it can become their home.
Moving and escaping is not a wise choice for the vast majority of residents in the neighborhood. No matter what the reason is, leaving one's comfort zone means risk, and it is the risk of risking all one's possessions. If they are not careful, they will They will lose everything they enjoy now and fall to the bottom; but for them at the bottom, it is just a change of place to live a bottom life. They have already hit the bottom in the ups and downs of life, so no matter how low they are, they can't get any lower. My feet are not afraid of wearing shoes.
This is the neighborhood. The strong may not always be strong, but the weak will only become weaker, and people like them are nourishment for the strong no matter where they go.
Several families over there gathered together to discuss how to settle down. The young wife of a family of three here held her little daughter with one hand and supported her with the other.
Supporting her husband: Are you tired after walking for so long? Shall we take a break first?
The man whose leg was broken by the gangster also received treatment at this time. The treatment was actually just picking up two relatively straight branches to clamp the injured leg, and wrapping it with a cloth a few times. He waved his hand: I'm fine. You have to go to the Atonement House quickly today to register changes. If you don’t make it in time, you will be hungry tomorrow.
But dad's leg is injured. The little girl looked at her father and said timidly. The eyes cast by his wife were also full of worry.
fine! As if to reassure his wife and daughter, the man with the broken leg reluctantly showed a smile, stood up straight on one foot and patted his chest hard, look! Dad is very strong! This little injury doesn't matter!
Before he could finish his words, he grimaced and took a deep breath because of the pain from the wound. Not only did the mother and daughter not feel relieved, but it made them even more worried.
At this moment, a loud shout came from afar.
Run! Those sick-brained people are here again!
This shouting that came from nowhere spread from the streets to the end of the alley, and the voice was so powerful that the sleepwalking people seemed to be waking up from a dream, their numb and empty eyes gradually regained their luster, and their expressions became complicated.
Then the originally stagnant street suddenly became alive. Some people showed frightened and panic expressions on their faces. They unconsciously quickened their pace and wanted to leave. However, some people had a look of expectation on their faces and rushed towards the sound. Coming from the direction of the squeeze.
Hey, a pedestrian passed by this family of three in a panic. The young man, who was confused for a moment, grabbed the other person's sleeve and asked: Brother, what's going on?
Oh, don't drag me! I don't want to have anything to do with those guys! Unexpectedly, the fleeing passerby flicked his sleeves and broke away from the opponent's hand, and disappeared in a flash under the confused eyes of several people.
But he was kind-hearted at least, and reminded him as he ran: "Why are you still standing there?" Those sick-minded people from the Axis Church are here to preach again! Run!
Before he finished speaking, there were new changes on the street.
The young man stretched his neck and vaguely saw a group of people slowly approaching behind the crowd.
It’s completely different in terms of presence
Everyone, come and take a look - the Axis Cult is giving away a lot of welfare, you will be given snacks if you hear the truth, and you will be given rice oil if you convert!
Friend, would you like to know about Axis?
Melon seeds, peanuts and eight-treasure porridge, instant noodles, drinks and mineral water are provided for free! Everyone can use the flyer for their own use! Why! Sir, put your feet away!
Let’s all believe in Elizabeth, the goddess of wisdom!
Some of the people in that group were in uniforms, pushing carts filled with snacks; some were holding a stack of flyers and handing them out to anyone they caught; but most of them were weirdos that even the young men themselves couldn't understand. .
Why was my mother eaten that day? The long-haired man sat on a chair and walked along the street, asking passers-by questions about his soul.
You're free, you're free, you're free! The strong man with a fluttering windbreaker and a short hair cast his electric eyes at everyone he saw.
Iron juice, iron juice, iron juice, unicycle, unicycle, unicycle, skk for me to climb! A clown on a unicycle broadcasts cryptic messages.
Ji Liye, let me tell you, the white-haired man carried a phone booth and had a great time talking to the public phone.
This group of people dressed in strange costumes looked like performance artists who ran out of some comic exhibition, rolling forward on the street with the momentum of wind and clouds.
For a moment, demons danced wildly on the streets, flyers and blood flew.
This scene immediately stunned the poor people who had moved from the other side of the street.
I have never seen such a battle.
Do people in the southeast play such big games?
The young man even saw a richly dressed blond man, laughing loudly and shouting, "Segaoni is so happy!" 'This strange language, while digging his fingers into his temples to open his mind'
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Let's go. The young man pulled his wife and daughter. Looking at these people, he felt his eyelids twitching wildly. The survival experience accumulated by crawling around at the bottom of the block was reminding him that he should leave here quickly.
But it's too late to leave now.
The crowds of people in strange clothes moved forward very fast, and the streets were crowded with people. Some people kept trying to push through the crowd and leave quickly, while others kept trying to push through the crowd and join the crowd. In this way, the street became even more chaotic, making It became increasingly difficult for them to move, and soon they were engulfed by the crowd.
Find out Axis!
Come on, come on, take a look at this promotional leaflet!
Show your innocence and Elizabeth, the goddess of wisdom, will forgive you!
When they came back to their senses, there were only weirdos in strange clothes around them. People kept coming up to hand them leaflets and paper. The sound of preaching and making money made their ears buzz and they were dizzy. After a while, A figure separated from the crowd and slowly came to them.
It was a middle-aged man who had been weathered and had some premature aging. Seeing these confused poor people, he had a kind smile on his face, but when he thought about what he was going to do next, he smiled unnaturally and reluctantly.
Fellow compatriots, you and I should become good friends, become sworn brothers, and invite us to be colleagues! Come! Position two is invited! Come and visit our Axis Sect!
Worried that something might happen to these people, Christina made a special trip around to bring them here. Christina watched Runtu busy taking away the poor people from a distance, and looked at Wu Ming with a smile from the corner of her eyes.
Arrogant? Didn't I see that you still had this attribute when you were in Night City?
Wu Ming yawned: "Don't make trouble. At that time, Ah Cha almost cried and knelt down to beg me. I just saw him as pitiful, so I mercifully extended a helping hand to help him."
oh? Christina drew her tone, "In fact, as long as someone asks you for help, you will help."
I guess so. Wu Ming replied absently.
Although this time-traveling aristocratic lady is not very observant, after countless reincarnations in this unfriendly world, she has become very sensitive to other people's emotional changes, and she immediately realized that something was wrong with him: What's wrong? Did something happen?
Wu Ming was stunned, shook his head and changed the subject.
It's okay. How is the progress of Axis Cult recently?
He wasn't going to throw those bad things out as garbage.
Christina frowned slightly. She also saw that the other party didn't mean what he wanted to say. She could only roll her eyes at this abrupt change of topic and replied angrily: "According to your request, Axis' Believers work in three shifts 24 hours a day to engage in high-intensity battles with the Inquisition. Facing those mad dogs, we here have completed your task perfectly, buying those sects time to develop and grow.
The Axis Cult has completely blocked all the power of the Tribunal with its almost ridiculous preaching methods. Because of this, other cults in the city have the opportunity to develop obscenely. Otherwise, the heretical religions in Apocalypse City, whether it is a neighborhood or a The city will be wiped out by the Inquisition as soon as it appears.
Now that the Tribunal is completely restrained by the Axis Cult, it cannot spare the energy to clean up the heresies and cults within. Countless heresies have also taken this opportunity to rise rapidly in Apocalypse City, and various pagan beliefs have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. .
The Church of the Ring in the east district of Apocalypse City, the Earth Cat Cult and the Great Mother Goddess Church in the middle; the Gear Orthodox Church and the Magic Sword Cult in the west, the Feitian Spaghetti Cult in the southern region, and the internally divided Holy Light Sect in the north. , and even stood out from countless heretical sects and became the leader in the short and fierce faith struggle that was almost like raising a poison.
Wu Ming hummed as he listened: Are there more sects than I thought?
In addition to the several sects you deliberately cultivated, several local sects also took advantage of this opportunity to develop. However, the sects you cultivated, except for the Feitian Spaghetti Cult, did not do well. The noble lady rolled her eyes, and was a little confused. He looked at Wu Ming and asked: But is this really useful? These sects combined may not be enough for the Tribunal to fight. Are you really planning to use them to bring down Apocalypse City?
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Christina is right. The reason why these heresies and heresies can develop rapidly is based on the premise that the energy of the Tribunal is completely tied up by the Axis Cult. As long as the Tribunal can free up It doesn't take much effort to wipe out these heresies.
Wu Ming's face was as dark as water: There is no way, our enemy is not only the entire city, but also the church and the gods they believe in. Every support is precious
Christina sighed and said: But those mad dogs are just like robots. Even if we work in three shifts, they can still keep up with us 24 hours a day without sleep. I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.
Just hold on as long as you can. Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows, turned to look at Christina and said: But don't be too reluctant. If a situation cannot be solved, you must make good use of the power of the red light ring to evacuate. With the power output of the red light, you can protect yourself. There shouldn't be much of a problem in retreating.
OK, I'll pay attention. Ah, yes, Christina nodded, suddenly remembered something and asked, how is sister Elizabeth's situation? Is it getting better?
The injury is not healed yet. When it came to Elizabeth's current situation, Wu Ming's expression also darkened. He was still alive after fighting with a monster that could easily create singularities. It was not bad. Even if he resumed treatment, it would not have much effect. It seemed that it would not be solved. She can't recover from the city's problems
After a while, after seeing Christina off, Wu Ming walked alone on the street.
The 21st Street was destroyed, Zhao Sida's whereabouts are still unknown, Elizabeth is seriously injured and difficult to recover, and all kinds of bad things are piled up, Wu Ming must be in a very irritable mood now.
And he has a very good habit - the more irritable and angry he is, the more he can calm down and turn all the anger he is holding in his heart into motivation and pour it in the direction he needs to pour it.
For example, now, Wu Ming is constantly criticizing himself for the stupid things he has done, and then he is thinking about how to give the ruler of this city a big job. Junqu Pavilion
However, what he didn't know was that the ruler of this city also thought so.
At this time, the Pope of Apocalypse City was also preparing to give Apocalypse City a big job.
Apocalypse City, Crown District.
The Pope was still dressed in dignified and gorgeous sacrificial robes, holding a scepter and wearing a triple crown, walking down a dark path downwards.
One step, two steps
The downward stairs seem to be endless, extending into the darkness like a road leading to a bottomless abyss.
And the chaotic and crazy whispers ringing in the ears became clearer and noisier as they went deeper.
The whispers are like people crying, like people laughing, like people murmuring while dreaming, or like countless people chanting something in unison.
Every step forward will cause harm to the forwarder, and the spirit is being pressed step by step.
When the spirit is stretched to the limit and is about to collapse, this path also comes to an end.
It was an unusually vast underground cavity with almost no ceiling visible. Both the walls and the floor were covered with mud-like material. In this foreign-like scene, a white-haired girl with bare hands Standing in the center of the mud.
The jade feet were submerged in the rolling mud, and the powerful vitality escaping caused flowers to bloom in the mud, and then withered in an instant, repeating the cycle of life and death.
The most important thing is that she and Elizabeth look exactly the same.
The emerald green eyes had lost any emotion that could be called human, leaving only coldness and indifference, like a god from above, examining the Pope who entered the underground space.
She has lost her humanity and become a goddess with only divinity left.
My lord, the sacrifice is ready. The Pope bowed his head slightly and saluted. His words and deeds were extremely pious, but he could not hide the smile on his lips. The time has come to eat a lot of food. Please enjoy it to your heart's content.
