Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1724 Lin Sanjiu who committed suicide
In addition to the private domain, walking in the cloud is a very free world.

Lin Sanjiu found a downward passage door from the roof of the building, even in the early morning, it was still open and unimpeded; after all, public buildings and air highways are equivalent to the land in the ordinary world, and people in the clouds are generally I feel that no one has the right to block them, close them or charge tolls.

She was lucky, the name of this building was written on the access door, which happened to be the one she had seen on the area map before. It was not far from the parking lot, and she had to go through at least four or five buildings to reach the aircraft. where.

As a communication system, Beacon Beacon must be like the other major systems, there is a message hub in each district, that is, a center for people to register and use; if you can return to the aircraft, then fly to Beacon Beacon in another area Using the hub is equivalent to adding another layer of safety lock to the safety lock, and the initiative is back.

But how to get on the aircraft?She can't walk in the newly awakened CBD area with her original appearance, otherwise it will only be a matter of time before the shark department finds her.Could 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 type that is common before the end of the world: the stairwell has become an important way for most people to come and go, so the walls have been cut open and the stairs have been widened. Broad horizons—work such as transformation and maintenance is usually done by local evolutionary organizations.

The post-apocalyptic evolutionaries have also used the pre-apocalyptic tax concept; organizations will not charge access fees for the buildings they operate, but will charge management fees for local vendors, residents, and lower-level organizations.

When Lin Sanjiu was chatting with Fengzhen, she asked her what to do if the organization only collects money but does not manage it——Beezhen shrugged her shoulders at that time, as if the answer to this question couldn't be more obvious, and said: " Then just move away! The whole Walking Cloud has a ranking of district management perfection. If the ranking of this district is low, you can move to another district. No one can control your relocation. People are gone, and they If you can’t receive any money, of course no one will be so stupid as to just make a sale.”

However, according to her, in this way, more and more people will come to places that are convenient, safe and comfortable, such as the CBD area, and the management fees will naturally rise; Cost, gathering many suspicious and dubious people—it seems that some of the economic laws observed by human beings are still in effect after the end of the day.

Just as Lin Sanjiu was worried, it was too early now, and the merchants in the market hadn't opened yet.

She wanted to buy a camouflage item for herself, but the more anxious she was to use it, the more she couldn't buy it; she searched for it as she walked from floor to floor, and even ventured to ask several people who wandered between the floors. Evolutionary, but unfortunately still nothing.

When she went down to the No.18 floor, she found that there were rows of tents set up on this floor; the subtle sounds of people turning over and snoring, occasionally faintly stirred up in the tents, and then dissipated into silence.

The notice board between the entrance and the stairs told Lin Sanjiu that "the night boarding place is open from 9:6 p.m. There are 2 fog balls, and the storage tent has 4 fog ball per week-a rope is blocked at the entrance, and a chair that probably belongs to the administrator is empty. Maybe it is because the morning time is approaching, people are lax and lazy, and I don’t know where to go Dozed off.

Lin Sanjiu walked down the stairs, then suddenly turned around and returned to the night boarding place.

She stepped over the rope and walked between the tents.

These tents should all be products before the end of the world. I don’t know how many worlds they collected, and they have been severely worn by time.Some zippers can only be closed halfway, and the zipper head is crookedly stuck in the middle, and a pair of bare feet can be seen through the open gap; some tents are worn white and thin, not only cannot see the original color, but even Even the figures inside could be seen indistinctly; some were even torn open, a man sleeping inside stopped snoring when he heard Lin Sanjiu's footsteps, he turned over, He fell asleep again, revealing his bare back.

... If there is a sense of poverty in Dazhenji, then the boarding place can no longer be described as poor.

She walked among the smell of sweat, aftertaste and greasy dirt. Every step she took was like wading in sticky and heavy sewage. However, within a distance of more than ten meters, Lin Sanjiu saw quite a few bellies, calves and feet.

Even though most of the people were still fast asleep, she could feel the lingering heaviness, fuzziness, confusion, and weariness of the boarding house; in a few moments they would wake up and start their day's work—because of these people, she It has already been seen that basically all of them are ordinary people.

When she reached the end of the row of tents, an early riser unzipped the tent, revealing a face still chewing breakfast.It took Lin Sanjiu a few seconds to recognize that it was a girl, who was still very young; when she suddenly saw a strange evolutionary person, even her surprise was blunt, as if different emotions were about to merge together , which look is not clear.

This feeling was confirmed once again when Lin Sanjiu made his request to her.

"If you need to record a few words according to my request," she held up 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 pinched in her hand, it was glowing like plastic, and it didn’t look like white rice—but she was not at all excited about such an easy way to make money.

"What is a red crystal?"

Lin Sanjiu really didn't expect this.Ordinary people have never left to walk in the clouds. Unless there is a special opportunity, they will naturally not know the currency of the Red Nautilus. It took her unexpected effort to half explain and half persuade the girl to agree.

When everything was done, she was just about to leave with the tape recorder, when the girl behind her suddenly asked, "Did you hire a servant?"

Lin Sanjiu turned around, and the girl was still waiting for her answer blankly, as if she never thought that if Lin Sanjiu had hired a servant, why bother to find a stranger to do things.

"No," she said.

"If you have anti-inflammatory drugs, I can help you do things for five days, no more, because I haven't found a job for two days." The girl thought for a while, and added: "I'm still willing to give women Do things, although the average female evolutionary has a lot of things to do."

It never occurred to her that this sentence might offend her future employer.

Lin Sanjiu wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but didn't say it.She left a box of anti-inflammatory drugs for the girl that she never had a chance to use, and she said again under her suspicious eyes that she really didn't need a servant, and then left.The administrator at the entrance came back, he was an ordinary old man; when he saw Lin Sanjiu from a distance, he seemed to realize her identity immediately, watched her stepping over the rope, without asking a word, just bowed silently Bow.

No matter which building, the closer it is to the smog layer, the worse the situation will be.

As Lin Sanjiu walked down, the open floor space gradually became cramped, and the stairs gradually narrowed. There was no longer a road in the air outside the building; it was already dawn outside, but she felt as if she was gradually entering the depths of the earth.Garbage was piled up in the corner of the stairwell, and the air smelled of piss—the presence of traces of defecation meant that this place was no longer dominated by evolutionists.

It wasn't until Lin Sanjiu went down to the bottom floor, which was only a line above the smog floor, that is, the fourteenth floor of the building, that she felt the breath of an evolutionary again—the walls, handrails, and corridor entrances and exits were all installed. The thick iron plates and the windows were all sealed; after another turn, the downward passage was blocked by cement, and a shout came from the narrow corridor next to it: "Who?"

The reason why ordinary people don't move on the lowest level may be because they can't resist the corrupted species climbing up from the smog layer; in this level, there are no living facilities, only teams of evolutionary guards on patrol.

The evolved man who came out looked Lin Sanjiu up and down, and looked slightly relieved.

"I thought some ordinary person with a bad brain came down again," he asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Sanjiu gave him a friendly smile. "There should be a lookout here for the guards, right?"

The five big and three thick evolutionaries nodded.

"Please show me the way, I want to jump down."

　I’ve been reading a novel for the past two days. It’s claimed to be one of the most anticipated new books in 2020. I can’t take it anymore after seeing 61%. .More than half, the protagonist is wandering, suffering, drinking, and muttering to himself, Guo Jingming dare not be so hypocritical.Known as a suspense novel, it turns out that the biggest suspense in the book is where the hell is the suspense.

Even the writing is insincere, and you can feel the author winking at you between the lines, "Look at the writing, can you tell that I have been to the Ivy League, ha ha ha."

　
(End of this chapter)