Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 733 I have never seen such a miserable middle class

When Lin Sanjiu returned to Black Market, it was already noon the next day.She was not in a hurry to return to Exodus, but went through a disinfection bath of potions and infrared rays with hundreds of other people, and entered the black market again.

The area of ​​Black Market is probably larger than the capital of a country.Lin Sanjiu walked through Gate A today, and she felt as if she had come to a new place, everything she saw was unfamiliar; she walked along the street for a few minutes, and even had to take out a black market map, Only then can I be sure that I am indeed in Black Market now.

The night she spent in the black market last time was filled with the sweet smell of all kinds of food, mixed with laughter and vague singing into a hot air; round and fat orange street lamps floated above people's heads, illuminating the There were rosy, bright, sweaty faces.

But the block of Gate A has a cold face.

It should be time for the black market to gradually become lively, but there are still very few pedestrians in this block.No one's eyes will meet each other, let alone their shoulders - some people have sullen faces and only look at the passers-by around them from under their eyelids; The muffled sound was like a warning full of aggression.

If they were close to each other, it might indeed be a little troublesome, since almost all of them carried some different and sometimes unrecognizable weapons.

Lin Sanjiu lowered his gaze slightly, pretending not to see the group of people approaching him.

In this gloomy neighborhood, groups of people occupying most of the street are particularly eye-catching, not to mention that each of them is wearing an extremely uncomfortable gas mask—everyone It seems to have a distorted and enlarged fly face, and the huge round eye glass is dimly lit, as if it is always looking at the prey with a greedy look.

Among the five or six people, there were men and women, and most of them happened to be dressed in tactical vests and trousers; when Lin Sanjiu passed by them, the group of people suddenly slowed down and turned their heads towards her.

Lin Sanjiu's pace didn't stop, and he didn't even distance himself from them. He still walked past a member without looking sideways.The moment the two passed each other, they were only a fist apart.

A swarm of fly-like faces stared at her silently for a few seconds, casting clear, heavy glances on her back.She put her hands in her trouser pockets and walked for a while with no expression on her face. Finally, the sound of footsteps came from behind her, which gradually faded away in her tense nerves.

She secretly exhaled inwardly.

This kind of people sniffs the blood of the weak in the doomsday world, and even after they come to the Twelve Realms, they still have old habits; only when they face people on the upper level of the food chain, they will control their hands and feet, turn their heads and leave.Not only can't show weakness, it's best not to show even the slightest look of precaution.

A sturdy man with a one-man mortar on his shoulders walked over not far from the field of vision; Lin Sanjiu glanced in the direction he came, and his eyes fell on a piece that read "Survive by any means! "On the signboard with one line.

Under the sign is a row of iron doors, half-opened and ajar, with a "open" sign hanging on it.

As soon as he walked in, the light suddenly dimmed, and a smell of floating dust came to his face.There are many black shadows of different shapes hanging from the ceiling, hanging down in the air like dense air roots of old trees.She had to bend down slightly, trying to avoid all kinds of things in the air, and walked towards the depths of the store.

A dim white light was on reluctantly at the back of the store, as if it would be blown out by the darkness at any moment.As soon as Lin Sanjiu turned in that direction, she accidentally bumped into two things hanging from the ceiling—the hard touch hit her shoulders. She turned around to avoid it, but suddenly turned her head and stared at it. Watch them freeze in motion.

Two feet covered with hiking shoes dangled in mid-air.

"The owner of these two feet wants to use a fake thing to deceive me." A hoarse and deep voice suddenly broke the silence.The speaker sounded old, and his throat seemed to be inflamed forever: "The pair of feet next to him are the black market security guards who came to investigate this incident."

Lin Sanjiu turned his eyes in a daze, and sure enough, he found a pair of feet wearing leather boots hanging not far behind the pair of hiking shoes.She didn't look up all the way along her feet, but turned her head to look at the shopkeeper who didn't know when she was sitting behind the light.

He has thin gray hair, and he is six to seventy years old. His cheeks hang down loosely, and a deep groove is squeezed out beside his nose and lips.The old man picked up a cigarette with yellow fingers, without looking at Lin Sanjiu, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Lin Sanjiu glanced around and saw that there was no third pair of hanging feet around him, so he calmed down and asked, "Do you have any means of transportation? It's best to be as high-speed as an airplane."

The old man cleared his throat heavily and let out a loud phlegm sound.He raised a pair of cloudy eyes with a half-smile, and took a puff of cigarette: "Come to me to find transportation? Didn't you see the signboard?"

Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a few seconds.She didn't want to act like a newcomer, so she took out a black market map and told him that she followed the directions. Fortunately, the old man coughed and said, "Why, the shuttle bus provided by the night tour girl is not enough for you Is it?"

"Night Traveling Girl" is one of the organizations that operate and manage the Twelve Realms. All the means of transportation that Lin Sanjiu took in Biluohuangquan were provided by this organization without exception, and all the red crystals she spent for this purpose were also bought. its fanny pack.However, the vicinity of the Grand Canyon is sparsely populated, and there are even fewer means of transportation; the plane she took last time was not only slow, but also only willing to stop in Banshan Town, and it was not punctual. How many times can she fly in a day and when? , are all indeterminate——she dare not hand over her life to that old pilot's mood.

"It's not very convenient." She only answered briefly, and couldn't help feeling faintly disappointed in her heart.

The old man coughed loudly for a while, and when he managed to stop the hissing sound in his lungs, he took another drag on the cigarette, his eyes narrowed in the smoke of inferior tobacco.

"How much are you willing to pay?"

"You have?" Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up.

"I only have one self-propelled wheel, which I use myself." The old man said with a smile, with deep wrinkles on his face. "But you are right to come to me."

"How to say?"

"I can put the word out for you and see if anyone can get a flying machine or something." He cleared his throat, his vocal cords seemed about to burst: "But this kind of contraband is difficult, you have to wait patiently .”

Contraband?
Perhaps it was Lin Sanjiu's expression that betrayed her thoughts, the old man chuckled, "So you don't know. Vehicles with a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour are all contraband."

"why?"

"Why? For money." The old man stubbed out his cigarette, and slowly leaned back in the chair, his spine creaking. "Unless you're a big shot at the top of the Twelve Realms...no one can have their own plane or dry land boat. Oh, except for one thing."

"what?"

"Flying spider," the old man smiled, showing his smoke-yellow teeth, "because its focus is not on speed."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows, and heaved a long sigh.

"Well, do you still want me to ask?"

She paused, gritted her teeth slightly: "Ask."

"Then you'd better pick a place where no one is around." The old man spit on the ground, straightened up and wiped his mouth: "Now let's talk about the deposit."

"A deposit is required? What if no one has a flying machine?"

"That will not be refunded, I never give people free work." The old man lazily touched a stuffed pet dog on the table, "You may not know it yet, you have no choice."

Two hours later, Lin Sanjiu, who turned around and returned without success, finally opened the door of "survive by any means!" with a dejected expression.

"It's not expensive," the old man chuckled for a while, watching her almost get kicked on the shoulder by the dead man on the ceiling again. "Agreed earlier, you don't have to waste so much time."

He said it wasn't expensive, but it really wasn't.I don't know why, but this shopkeeper doesn't accept Hong Jing, and still insists on bartering; the fresh vegetables, meat, flour, and some tobacco and alcohol that Lin Sanjiu gave her in a gift package, as well as some tobacco and alcohol that Qing Jiu took in at some time, are considered as a gift. After the deposit.

The journey back to the Grand Canyon was even more tossing than when we came here.She found a hooded coat to cover her head, and with a guilty conscience, she stood at the entrance of Banshan Town and waited for more than an hour before she finally arrived at the old and dilapidated one. small plane.

When the old pilot found out that she was the only passenger, he waved his hand hesitantly and said that he was too drunk to fly; she had to take out another bag of red crystals, and the captain suddenly sobered up.

It was already dark when we got off the plane.Lin Sanjiu, dragging his sore bones, trekked for an hour at the beginning of night, and finally saw a forest made by the camouflage barrier.She climbed up the canyon, walked down the suspension bridge under the river, and groped down in the darkness step by step, feeling that she was getting farther and farther away from the world, as if she was a dead soul gradually sinking into the abyss.

Exodus is good in everything, but the location is really a headache.

This complaint weighed heavily in her stomach, causing her to sigh continuously along the way.When she finally stepped on the iron stair, the circular wall in front of her seemed to sense her weight, and suddenly a gentle silvery light gradually lit up in the deathly darkness, like the eternal and peaceful other side of the Styx .

"Welcome home, Judge." Saras said softly.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu had nothing to complain about.

"I only have one night, and I have to leave tomorrow." She gently stroked the hydraulic door that opened for her, feeling like a long-lost relative. "Come on, take me sightseeing."

　Can't buy a house to live in, can't buy a car, 039 is really ashamed of the name of the middle class.

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