In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone

Misunderstanding?

Wang Jixuan, who had just had a gun pointed at his head and retaliated decisively, looked slightly hesitant.

Several waiters, amidst the loud laughter of the shopkeeper Thomas, lowered the guns aimed at Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan slowly released the baby-faced bunny girl he had pulled in front of him to use as a shield, the latter clutching her neck and coughing incessantly, tears filling her eyes.

Wang Jixuan held up the fake revolver and pulled the trigger towards an empty space to the side.

Bang!

Streamers shot out of the barrel.

"Hahaha!"

'Old Goat' Thomas laughed until he could barely stand.

"Cough cough! Ugh!"

The baby-faced bunny girl clutched her bruised purple neck, complaining with tearful eyes:

"I just wanted to celebrate with you… Why did you hit so hard… It hurts!"

Wang Jixuan shrugged: "Reflex."

"Not bad!"

Thomas greeted him enthusiastically, his flamboyant makeup and the stubble on his chin creating a unique visual impact:

"Come with me, I was originally going to have her take you to register and give you some perks, but I'll take you now, hahaha! I told you, these surprises can go wrong."

The bunny girl sniffled, her face full of grievance.

"This way."

Thomas walked ahead on high heels, his body still swaying from side to side.

Wang Jixuan smiled apologetically at the bunny girl and calmly followed.

They left through the back door, where a handmade car, looking somewhat bloated due to its thickened armor plating, was parked in the alley. Taoist Wang followed suit and sat in the back seat.

'A chassis that can move on its own seems to be using some kind of ingenious technique to continuously borrow power from the ground.'

Taoist Wang commented.

Mu Liang had no experience riding in a car in his memories, only having seen the existence of cars in textbooks and film materials.

Those small cars running all over the streets were regarded as an important symbol of humanity's golden age.

Once inside the car, Thomas seemed to transform, expertly applying a facial mask and lowering the back of his seat.

The driver asked: "Where to today?"

"Didn't have time to ask, there was a bit of an unpleasantness inside."

Thomas said in his deep, masculine voice:

"Where do you want to go, Brother Zhou?

"The supplies your uncle paid for are enough for you to choose any of the seven major gangs' positions as a minor leader, and I will personally take you there and help you arrange it.

"I don't recommend choosing the Black Fire Gang, they've recently run into some trouble, really big trouble, and they're about to shed their skin.

"When a gang sheds its skin, many, many mid-level and low-level members will die, and many black laborers from their territory will be caught to be scapegoats."

Wang Jixuan took the opportunity to ask: "Are there any recommended places?"

"Recommend?"

Thomas thought for a moment:

"The Black Fire Gang has the most perks and the most opportunities, they deal in organs and blood, which is the most profitable business in the Lower City.

"Don't bother considering the forty-seventh and forty-eighth levels, they're used to transport labor to the outer expansion zone of the fortress, extremely dangerous and not very profitable, you're new to the Lower City and don't understand these things yet."

Wang Jixuan said: "My uncle told me some things, but I don't quite understand."

"What part don't you understand?"

"The Lower City must exist, my uncle said."

"Hahahaha! Crap, my mask! This garbage is so expensive!

Thomas gently patted his big face, saying quickly:

"Is this hard to understand?

"The Upper City is for the warriors, technology, social support, and ample food are all for those warriors with a mortality rate as high as sixty percent, they protect the fortress.

"Those aristocratic lords are also taking the opportunity to enjoy these benefits.

"The Middle City is a comprehensive factory, the Middle City and the Upper City enjoy the protection of various laws and decrees of the fortress, and follow the ancient legal concepts.

"Every resident of the Middle City can obtain resources within a reasonable range, food, electricity, clothing, shoes, hats, belts, underwear, etc… They also have regular light entertainment activities and sufficient medical resources, and the children born will enter collective foster care institutions and be raised free of charge by the fortress for six years, of course, there is also that damn, enviable genetic matching marriage.

"The Upper City and the Middle City have actually perfectly formed the ecological system of the fortress.

"But if the fortress wants to obtain more resource output, what should the fortress do?"

Wang Jixuan pondered carefully and slowly shook his head: "I don't quite understand these things."

"Exploitation, some population that can be arbitrarily exploited, without having to protect their human rights, without having to care about the laws of the civilized world of the Upper City and Middle City."

Thomas's low words carried a hint of sharpness:

"This is the origin of the Lower City, the Lower City was originally called the Additional Layer, it is the part that began to expand downwards after the fortress had been running for decades.

"The purpose of the Lower City's existence is exploitation.

"Old Huang, drive a little further ahead, just go to any street, let our big client take a look at the real lower-class residential area, instead of this fake prosperous garbage pleasure capital."

"Alright, boss."

The elderly driver agreed with a smile, started the car and drove out of the alley, along the not-so-wide street.

Everywhere along the way were armed men, but they all recognized Old Goat's car, and no one came forward to make trouble.

About two minutes later.

A dim light source appeared outside the car window.

It was hundreds of tin-roofed houses piled up like pigeon cages, surrounded by stinking ditches. Only a third of the dozens of streetlights here were working properly, casting a dim yellow light.

As his cultivation deepened, Wang Jixuan's eyesight was constantly improving, and he could now see many scenes that the driver and the agent Thomas could not see, as well as those… lackluster eyes.

"Come, take a look at them, let you understand that this is also the content of the agent's work."

Thomas introduced calmly:

"Look at them, maintaining survival with the lowest intake, the source of what they ingest cannot be questioned, just being alive is enough.

"A sense of despair surrounds them, if they were given a job that allowed them to support themselves and their families, even if they could only eat half full, would they work hard? Would they voluntarily ask for unpaid overtime?

"And even if they are beaten to death or die of illness at will, who would care? Because the rulers of the Lower City are originally gangs, and the gangs are not responsible for them.

"Even having children is troublesome, they have to rely on some people who understand some physiological knowledge, these people are deliberately trained by the gangs.

"This is just the most basic exploitation.

"In fact, the entire system of the Lower City was designed by the upper will of the fortress, and each of the seven major gangs has its own business.

"The major gangs on the forty-sixth level are the Pleasure Capital and the Silver Party. The Pleasure Capital is the entertainment place for officials in the Upper City and Middle City, making it convenient for them to form small groups, consolidate their circles, and satisfy their desires that are stronger than ordinary people.

"The Silver Party is a partner of the Pleasure Capital. In addition to providing thugs to the Pleasure Capital, they also turn people into commodities. You see, the waiters in my shop are handsome, cute, and obedient. Most of them are bought from the Silver Party's territory. They have excellent obedience and are especially clever.

"The forty-seventh and forty-eighth levels are occupied by individual gangs, not because they are strong, but because they are engaged in heavy physical industries with very little profit.

"Our fortress now has four major outer expansion zones, responsible for supplying the fortress with minerals and other resources. The main role of the gangs on the forty-seventh and forty-eighth levels is to export miners who do not want wages to the outer expansion zones, just like slaves.

"And there are three major gangs on the forty-ninth level, it is the most crowded there, do you know why?"

Thomas asked the question with great interest.

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Wang Jixuan replied: "Because the bottom level is the farthest from the Upper City?"

"Part of the reason, another part of the reason is that they can continuously expand their territory downwards, digging holes."

Thomas winked triumphantly:

"The businesses controlled by the three major gangs on the forty-ninth level are also different. Wanli Gold controls the brewing of alcohol, the Black Fire Gang controls organs and blood, and Hellfire controls the additives that can be added to tobacco."

Wang Jixuan didn't quite understand: "Brewing alcohol?"

"Have you ever drunk alcohol?"

"No."

Wang Jixuan was referring to the fact that Mu Liang had never drunk alcohol.

Cultivators not only like to drink alcohol, but also like to add all kinds of spiritual roots, herbs, and certain body parts of certain demon beasts to the alcohol.

Taoist Wang didn't like that kind of thing.

Thomas looked at the street scene outside the window, and said in his rough and deep voice:

"In addition to the industrial alcohol blended wine in my shop, brewing requires the consumption of a key resource, and this resource is human-consumable grain or fruit.

"I grew up in Wanli Gold's territory. If Wanli Gold didn't brew alcohol, but took out the food resources they controlled and distributed them, a third of the people in the Lower City could eat an extra starch stick every day.

"This is just a hypothesis.

"In fact, each gang is consciously keeping most of the people in the Lower City living in a state of barely maintaining their lives, and the gangs also regularly distribute vitamins and anti-darkness drugs, these things are all transported down from the Upper City."

Wang Jixuan pondered quietly.

"This is the fortress."

This flamboyant uncle Thomas, looking at the street scene, seemed to be a little sentimental, and murmured:

"This is the fortress.

"Brother, what do you think is the most important thing in living in this world?"

Several answers were on the tip of Wang Jixuan's tongue.

Talent? Comprehension? Root bone? Perseverance?

The flamboyant and sad uncle next to him had already answered himself:

"It's the place of birth.

“Being born in Mid-City, if you're above the 28th floor, you can enjoy complete protection, at most dealing with bullying and harassment. Below the 28th floor, there's a risk of being kidnapped. Being born in Lower-City, it's most likely what you see before you. If you're lucky, good-looking, or sufficiently eccentric, you'll be pulled into the Pleasure Domes to work in the service industry. If you're physically strong, you'll join a gang as a thug or cannon fodder, eventually getting killed by someone else. The ordinary ones, if they don't work in the gang's workshops, just lie around here. Their corpses are sent to the oil refinery after death. There's not much difference between the two, you just eat more and do more work. If you're born into one of those small aristocratic families in Upper-City, wow, you're really lucky.

“Hard work and struggle won't change anything.”

“Oh, right, if you're in Mid-City, there's still a tiny chance to change your destiny—assuming you have excellent physical qualities and the Citadel needs a large number of soldiers while reducing the industrial population, you can enlist normally and fight for the opportunity to enter Upper-City as an officer.”

“The warriors of the upper class are all high-quality individuals selected through genetic screening during the embryonic stage.”

“In Lower-City, there's no chance at all. If the Citadel needs a large number of new soldiers, it will activate the Citadel War Protocol. The Lower-City gangs can pull out 50,000 young and middle-aged men and women at any time, implant chips into their brains, and turn them into protocol soldiers. Even if they don't die in the war, they'll only have a few years of life left due to the aftereffects.”

“Don't underestimate the will of the Citadel. It is cold, cruel, and will not have mercy on individuals, prioritizing the continuation of the race with greater hope.”

“The Lower-City gangs are controlled by this will.”

“Never forget that we are living in the last days of human civilization.”

Thomas stretched lazily:

“This is your first lesson, as stated in the package. Remember to give feedback and a good review when you write to your uncle later... Okay, now choose. Do you want to be a waiter on the forty-sixth floor, or go to the forty-ninth floor, brewing wine, harvesting other people's organs, and making chemical agents?”

“Brew wine,” Wang Jixuan said softly.

The territories of the Wanlijin Gang and the Blackfire Gang bordered each other and they often fought, which was his target.

Thomas said, “Wow, a rare choice. Wanlijin has always been suppressed by the Blackfire Gang because they have too little profit. The other two are extremely profitable!”

“Isn't Blackfire Gang not an option?”

Wang Jixuan changed the subject, staring into the middle-aged man's eyes, using a bit of the vicissitudes of his true age:

“What about you? Thomas.

“I think your life hasn't been smooth sailing. You should be a successful person in Lower-City. How did you do it?”

“Are you being polite?”

Thomas frowned and said, then he sighed and stared out the car window in a daze.

He didn't want to say it, really.

Worldview chapter, introduction to the internal ecology of the Citadel.

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