Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Rusty walls, running water rushing past, dim lighting in the simple square room, lack of electrical appliances.

A mother is holding a child in her arms, sitting in front of the house, looking at the large elevator passage in the distance from time to time, waiting for the family members who participated in the celebration to return.

This is the deep part of the city, the star network signal is very poor, and many residents in the city can't afford good personal terminals, and even many people have no official file registration in the federation.

Although the surface is full of ruins, it is still the glamorous side of Jilou City, which makes people recall the prosperity and grand occasion of the past, and the residential area deep underground is the true portrayal of most of the residents of Jilou City.

Without the various auxiliary AI machines that are common in the homes of federal residents, many things have to be done by themselves. The complicated labor takes up most of the time in life, but these labors will not bring satisfactory returns. No matter how clean it is, it's still the same bowl, and spending hours every day sweeping the floor and cooking won't bring more happiness.

When something cannot be escaped, or even has to be done, no matter how interesting it is, after a long time, I will feel disgusted in my heart.

Residents living underground spend a lot of time on chores and trivial matters. There are no convenient supermarkets here, and there is no smooth logistics at all times. Handcrafting is often a last resort. Although this produces some unique handicrafts, it is also called Objects that are not rare and have no supernatural effects are mortal objects that can be easily copied and mass-produced, so they cannot be sold at high prices in the Federation.

After stepping on the gray-black stagnant water on the ground, with some cinder particles on the edge, Hercia stopped by the overpass and looked down at the world full of gray iron and rust in front of her.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jianxue in front turned her head and looked at the girl who stopped suddenly.

For the convenience of movement, the two of them have now changed into the traditional clothes in the city of Jilou. The simple wide-sleeved clothes are not gorgeous, but they are very resistant to dirt. If they are washed white, it is easy to return to the harsh environment of ancient times. illusion.

"Nothing." The girl shook her head and continued on.

Is this the place where my mother grew up? She originally thought it would be an antique place, but the underground residential area is not like this. The ground here has all kinds of residual water, cinders, stains, and air. It is very dull, with a faint smell. There are not so many AI self-discipline units responsible for cleaning in Jielou City, and even the domestic water supply is barely.

The houses are not wooden as she imagined, but more temporary houses made of gray iron, the walls are just a thin layer of iron, there are not many vehicles on the underground streets, most of them are old models that have been eliminated in the Federation for many years, and there is no suspension The kind of flight function.

Without sufficient industrial products to support it, the so-called "antique" is like a wooden table full of oil stains and scratches. Although it looks good from a distance, once you get close, you don't want to put your hands on it .

The life of the ancients was not so good, and the "ancient style" that became popular later is actually a bit of romance left after people stripped away the trivial and complicated parts.

But even so, the existing 'ancient people' still rely on selling this 'romantic fantasy' to make ends meet.

The solemn sacrificial ceremony in the past has now become a celebration that mainly attracts tourists with performances. Exaggerated facial makeup, colorful armor, recompiled 'tradition', and deliberately created differentiation bring freshness and surprise to tourists. I am finally willing to spend for this 'romantic fantasy', and after the festival, there is only a mess left, which is left for the local residents to clean up and wait patiently for the arrival of the next festival.

It seems that every year I live for these few days of festivals, and I only need to maintain these few days of decentness.

Walking through the streets and alleys underground of the city, Heshia's keen perception could clearly hear the sounds from the surrounding residential buildings.

Fan whirring, babies crying, cooking pots and pans, husband and wife arguing, all kinds of things in the world, nothing more than this.

The underground dome here doesn't even have enough light sources, so that the street is dimly lit 24 hours a day and looks depressing.

After walking briskly for more than half an hour, the two finally came to a closed gate, guarded by several 'magic generals' on both sides of the gate, with a laser camera and a temporarily closed machine gun on the side.

The entire gate is in a sunken concrete structure, and it cannot be bypassed from one side, and it is difficult to blast the four sides.

"This is the first checkpoint, but it's also the most troublesome." Feng Jianxue took Heshia to a street corner not far away and hid temporarily, watching the passage over there from a distance.

"If you want to go around, you can only use violence to blow the hole from the upper floor. In that way, the people from 'Furning Sun City' have already demonstrated to me. Although I entered, but because of the too much noise, directly exposed."

"If we don't want to enter by fighting and killing, we can only use some gentle methods to sneak in." Feng Jianxue turned around, shook her fan, and analyzed it for Hesia.

"Generally speaking, who can pass freely?" Heshia asked after thinking.

"Well, it should be the guards directly under the Juliu City, the 'God General', or the staff inside, but those people seldom act alone, and the two of us walking over will look very weird." Feng Jianxue Rubbing his chin.

"Do you have a pass?" the girl asked.

"I haven't got it yet." Feng Jianxue said embarrassedly.

"I was going to do it, but something happened today. Since the people from Burning Sun City have taken action, it would be a pity if we don't make good use of this gap."

"It's really..."

Hersia shook her head, wondering if she had made some unreliable choice to come here with Feng Jianxue.

If it's just her, it's not difficult to flash through the level, or use her natural ability to open a passage on the concrete layer with no one on one side.

"Mr. Feng Jianxue is very disappointing." The girl said what was in her heart.

Shocked by the girl's words, Feng Jianxue couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Well, I'm boasting anyway." He took out an extremely delicate chip and inserted it into his personal terminal.

After a while, the silver personal terminal floated up and began to scan the surrounding area.

[Scan the environment, analyze...]

[Found 137 device interfaces, please select the infiltration target]

Feng Jianxue began to operate, and quickly entered data with her fingertips on the projection keyboard, then adjusted and selected the target.

[Load into the opponent's database... 1%... 3%...]

"It's a good thing they are using an old model and haven't updated the system, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Feng Jianxue wiped the sweat from his forehead. If the hacking chip doesn't work well, he has no other options.

However, after such chips are produced in the underground black market, in order to ensure the benefits, the number of times and duration of use are set from the beginning, and they will be automatically melted when they expire. Jianxue is not the kind of person who is short of money, but she still feels distressed.

"Okay, now we'll find a car to cover it up, and say it's sending something underground." A few minutes later, Feng Jianxue pulled out the chip and said it was done.

"Hmm." Heshia glanced at the passage in the distance, and she heard some faint explosions coming from inside, as if a battle was taking place.

In the car that was found temporarily, Feng Jianxue drove to that passage as the driver.

"We brought in fruit." He found a record of the fruit truck's entry and exit in the database, and the time point can be roughly matched.

"What fruit?"

"It's the topaz watermelon from the Dead Tree Garden, would you like to try some?"

"Forget it, you go in." If it was normal, they might want to point, but this will be an extraordinary moment. The communication machine is constantly sending out information about the battle. Saw something stealing.

The passage opened slowly, and Hercia, who was sitting in the trunk with her legs tucked up, stroked the big spider in front of her and fed it some watermelon pieces.

"This will be finished, and we will fight later."

After driving through the passage, there is a huge downward slope, the straight-line distance is about 2 kilometers, and as it continues downward, a world hidden underground is slowly revealed.

The dome is covered with thousands of red flags hanging down, and the lights are faint in it, the red flags are fluttering, and the light irradiated will dye the entire underground space with a red glow.

There are palaces, towers and pavilions all over the ground, and at the front of the main road, there is an underground city with a majestic vermilion tower and a high city wall. Now, in front of the city gate, there are two giant statues ten meters high. The Spirit God General' is fighting the incoming enemy.

A burst of rockets and machine gun bullets hit the armor of the Giant Spirit General, only splashing sparks, but not damaged at all. These two "Giant Spirit Generals" were built during the heyday of Jielou City. The whole body is made of bead-grade purple chromium alloy stamping. Although it has been hundreds of years, it is still extremely strong and cannot be damaged by ordinary means.

However, in the face of such a gatekeeper, the attacking priests in black had already expected that the boiling black flame lightsaber in their hands was developed by the giant enterprise "Dragon's Eye" in the Federation 40 years ago. The new product has a very strong armor-piercing ability, and can even open holes in starships.

It's just that, like all rush-type lightsabers, it consumes a lot of energy. Even a transcendent of Sequence 5 will run out of magic power after slashing for 1-2 minutes at most.

More than a dozen priests on the outside held firearms and hot weapons to resist the self-discipline units coming from all directions. They kept shooting at each other. Although there were casualties, they bought time for the ten companions holding black flame lightsabers in the inner circle.

"When the scorching sun was half covered and half dark, an envoy with black wings would descend from the sky. He would close his eyes and mouth, hold a sword in one hand and a book in the other. When the sword is swung down, a black flame will burn, and the sinner will be burned to death, and the world will be cleansed."

Ten people were chanting ancient prayers, and then a black pattern appeared in the circle they formed. It was an angel with wings on its back, dressed in broken robes, with chains on its ankles and wrists, and a black pattern on its head. There is also a head ring that resembles a yoke nail.

The overall style of the pattern looks painful, depressing, and sinful. That's right, this is the logo badge of the Burning Sun City, the largest prison and confession church in the Northern Star District in the past, and the object of their worship is the Angel of Pain Meredith .

Black wings woven with magic power emerged behind the ten people, and then they jumped up and rushed towards the 'Giant Spirit General' who swung the huge weapon.

Staggered figures suddenly swarmed up, the flames scoured the purple chrome alloy and made a sound of whistling and boiling. In the flames, high-temperature metallic liquid splashed and sprinkled on the attacking priests in black, scalding smoking scars one by one, but they Still unmoved, he inserted the flaming lightsaber straight into the gap between the joints of the giant spirit general, causing a lot of sparks and noise.

These fanatical priests have long been fearless of pain, and they are angel believers who feed on pain.

In front of this fiercely fought city gate, on the road in the distance, a solitary small car kept approaching it, and the warning bell rang in Kuru City, and a beam of light rose from the city like a beacon. Rush to the surface, breaking through layers of clouds.

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