Yang Caihong is worthy of being a student who escaped from Capital University.

Although Fa Zhizi felt that this guy seemed to be sick at first, he gradually discovered that this guy was indeed good at it.

The third area has been in great turmoil recently, with large-scale escape from the poor, which has caused the surrounding slums to be filled in an instant, and several areas have become turbulent due to this incident.

However, nothing happened in the eighth district. Instead, he made some money by being informants everywhere.

With this money, Fazhizi stocked up some food and bought some clothing and energy to prepare for the winter of the year.

This winter of the year will be very cold according to the forecast of the meteorological department.

Perhaps it is even more extreme than this summer's weather.

"When will this day be like this?" Yang Caihong said with a sad look at the fallen leaves falling outside the window.

"Recently, our grain has been imported from the black market. These grains should be put on the black market by several countries next door, and the price is extremely expensive."

"This is simply taking advantage of the situation and destroying the market environment."

"There's nothing to do." Fa Zhizi took a sip of cigarette from behind.

"Even if we start the price, we have no room for bargaining."

"Who hasn't even planted a grain of food in the third district this year? I don't know what the group of people in the first city thinks. If this continues, the other areas may be in chaos."

"If the other areas are in chaos..."

Fazhizi breathed a long sigh.

Although she has been to the slum for so many years, she... actually doesn't know what it will become if the slum becomes chaotic.

Perhaps the people in the slums have no money and no resources.

However, the place here is too wide and there are too many people.

So much so that if you take out a real map of the Hagate Kingdom, you will be shocked to find that the number of slum areas can completely submerge those three central cities.

"Actually, I don't understand a little." Yang Caihong said.

"These senior executives should have attended schools, and since that's the case, they should know the course of strategic prediction."

"But why do they show so short-sightedness in this regard?"

"This made me very curious about how these guys graduated back then."

Fa Zhizi turned her head and glanced at Yang Caihong gently.

She smoked again, "Do you think they're weird?"

"It's not surprising, actually."

"What is in the book is what is in the book, and reality is reality."

"Under the pressure of reality, not everyone can have accurate judgments and long-term vision as they are in the ideal state."

"Do you know how the slums in these thirteen areas come from?"

Yang Caihong was stunned.

To be honest, he really doesn't know this.

There seemed to be a deep-rooted concept in his mind, that is, slums have always been slums, but he never thought about how slums came about.

It's not actually his fault.

In fact, there are probably very few people in the entire Hegette country who have thought about this.

"I've been here for too long, so I naturally knew some of the Mishin hidden by the high-level Hegette."

Fazhizi took a breath of the smoke.

“For example, some measures taken by the senior management against slums.”

"For example, how did this amazing slum with an amazing area be formed little by little?"

In fact, many years ago, slum areas were not that big.

At that time, there were no thirteen figures in the slums.

Many people who once lived in "cities" are not too rich or too poor, but they are very lucky to not have to live in slums.

They are not as good as those rich, but relatively speaking, they are a little bit taller than those poor.

This little bit alone is enough, which can give them a sense of superiority.

They followed the rich people to despise the people in the slums, but they forgot that wealth would always flow to a small number of people without restrictions.

Gradually, some people who lived on the border of the city and could have looked down at the slums, suddenly realized that they seemed to be like those slums.

The area of ​​the "city" they live in has shrunk a little, but this little bit alone is enough to leave a large number of people behind.

Others don't care about this, they just watch the people who have become residents of the new slums laugh and laugh at their poverty.

Little do they know that the same fate often falls on them again.

Time and time again...

“For example, say…”

Fa Zhizi looked at Yang Caihong, who was a little stupid and said:

"Where we are now at our feet was a city before."

She stood by the high railing with peeling paint, turned her head and looked at Yang Caihong, who was completely dull, and smiled:

"You haven't thought about where the high-rise buildings and abandoned vehicles around us come from? Will they just appear out of thin air?"

"No, I thought..." Yang Caihong was a little stupid.

He always thinks that slums are the "trash pile" of the central city, so it is not uncommon for anything to appear here.

However, one thing has been overlooking in his mind.

Even though vehicles, aircraft and other waste can be transported to slums, things like houses cannot be transported in any case.

"Higher executives are doing really well in this regard." Fa Zhizi looked at Yang Caihong and said without surprise.

"Even students from Capital University believe in this matter and don't even have a trace of suspicion."

"No, I just..."

Yang Caihong stuttered a little.

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He has always been regarded as a smart person, but now he feels that he does seem a little stupid, especially in this matter.

"But this is not surprising. No matter what era, there are only a few who can see through the future." Fa Zhizi said.

"The senior executives hope that the slums can become stupider so that no one can understand their tricks."

"The short-sighted people cherish these interests in front of them more. They don't care about other unnecessary things. As long as they can exchange future things for the momentary benefits at the moment, no matter what they are asked to do, they will be willing."

"They hit it off and cut off all educational opportunities in the slums, allowing the people here to run for food and clothing since they were born and consumed their physical strength."

"There are only a few people who can truly put aside this era and see through this."

"It's like that person."

Yang Caihong suddenly remembered the notes left by that person.

He was like recording everything he knew in his notebook and throwing it everywhere.

Those knowledge that others regard as treasures are thrown around by him without any cherishment, and even thrown into this slum where few people have read.

"No wonder so many people are looking for him." Yang Caihong murmured.

Fa Zhizi didn't hear what he was saying clearly, and turned around and looked at him in surprise.

"Ah, nothing." Yang Caihong quickly changed the subject.

"The spies we sent some time ago have all replied. Do you need to take a look?"

"Then let's take it over and take a look." Fa Zhizi looked up and down at Yang Caihong, and smiled in an unknown way.

She took a stack of information from Yang Caihong.

"The sixth and eleventh districts have sent our informants. The third district is a little more difficult, but the informants have already pretended to be a Highgate officer and got in. There should be no problem."

Halfway through his speech, Yang Caihong looked at Fazhizi carefully and said, "But sister, our ace spy has not been dispatched these days, and he is still doing his previous work."

"Huh?" Fa Zhizi turned around and glanced over after hearing Yang Caihong's words.

“Previous work?”

Yang Caihong thought that Gardenia would get angry.

However, he soon heard Fa Zhizi frowning and said, "Is she still following Wubei like before?"

"yes."

Yang Caihong waited for Fazhizi's next roar.

However, after waiting for a long time, he heard Fa Zhizi say lightly, "Go."
To be continued...