There are many things in the Hagate country recently that have changed, even though everyone pretends that it has not become like this.

This can be noticed by both the noble officials and the impoverished beggars.

In this case, people begin to miss something that has passed away.

...Even if that thing was once annoying enough, it has now become a symbol, or a symbol.

Some people say that when people start to miss something, it proves that it has completely passed away.

Some people think that their mentality is just a little old, and that's all, so they keep thinking about everything in the past.

"Has the billboard outside been changed for a long time recently?" In a tavern, a proprietress who was frying something suddenly raised her head and looked at the billboard opposite her and murmured to herself.

The female star on the billboard still held a bottle of drink in her hand and showed a sweet smile to the people around her.

However, the billboard was already a little yellowed.

Recently, more and more billboards have changed from light to darkness on the streets of the city, and one or two unknown corpses often appear on the streets and alleys.

These corpses are often plundered all the money they have on their bodies within one day, and then they are quietly transported away by city garbage trucks.

The city looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but the inside is gradually corroding.

"I didn't expect that the new general was actually a blood-red hand." The proprietress looked at the news on the TV and said with her hands with red nails, gently lit her chin.

"It's okay, after all, among the guys above, this is one of the few who can do something practical."

A drunk guest next to him said.

"Oh, it's basically just a group of people. There is no need to compare the garbage with each other with value."

The proprietress shook the wine in her hand and nodded, "Yes."

The economy is too poor recently. The once-heavy shop has become a waste of time now, with only the boss lady and the customer left in the store.

The boss lady yawned lazily, and the customer next to her said, "But you are really idle. You obviously don't have a single customer, but you still have the leisure to open this store."

"Isn't the money you have been an informant in the past few years enough for you to retire? Could it be that the life of licking blood from a knife has not been enough?"

"Not that." The boss said, holding his chin.

"It's just that passers-by probably have become accustomed to having a tavern here. If this tavern suddenly disappears, then they will always feel a little sad."

"So." said the drinking man thoughtfully. "Just like everything in the country of Hegette now."

"Yes, just like the country of Hegette now."

The boss smiled and put the fried meatballs on the table in front of the man. The man looked at the table and fell into deep thought.

Although the decline in Hegette is becoming more and more obvious, it has to be said that the army is really a good place to go.

Many civilians tried every means to hide in the army. After all, everyone can see that only a small number of people are on the front line after all, but the people in the army can hold guns, patrol, and walk back and forth in Haeget.

The public security in China is relatively poor now, and people from these military patrol the streets every day. For ordinary people, they are like the most terrifying King of Hell.

Many people have tried every means to get into the army with the right to put pressure on ordinary people on the streets.

The two people in the tavern were having a meal, and in a blink of an eye, they saw several people in military uniforms walking domineeringly through the street, each shouting at the people around them.

"Tsk." A look of disgust appeared on the boss's face.

"The people in the army are like that, and there is no good thing."

"You can't say that." The guest took a sip of wine. "Think about it, if you enter the army, will you climb up?"

"Will you be moved by so much money and so much power in front of you?"

The proprietress put the wine on the table with a "bang" sound, and stuck her waist to look at the guest, "Do you still drink? If you don't drink, get out of here."

"Drink, don't be so irritable." The guest said, picking up the wine and taking a sip.

"Boss, times have changed, and people sometimes have to look forward."

A drunken smile appeared on his face.

"The truth in the world is always so simple, including money, fame and fortune, BMW and car."

"No one will not be unable to get along with money. Unless they are fools."

"Look at those smart people, they have already embraced themselves. The smarter people are, the better they live these days."

The boss lady was silent for a while, shook her wine glass gently and said, "Sometimes, the truth is this. Just think about it carefully, I always feel..."

"What do you always feel?"

"I always feel... a guy like humans is really boring." The boss lady said, looking at the sky in the distance.

"Okay, is there any news about the border? One hundred thousand,000, the old rules, please call it to the original account."

...

As an important intelligence dealer in the slums, Mrs. Rose has a lot of information in her hands.

She is one of the few people who can still open a store in today's environment.

Xie Wei does not understand the persistence of such people, but he also respects these people.

Xie Wei, who had just called for exchange of information, was yelling and hurriedly walking home.

He has also gradually become accustomed to the post-war days recently.

For children like Xie Wei who grew up in poor families, life often does not give people too much time to consider. After all, the past is enough to smooth out all the ideas of the past.

If it were him in the past, he might worry about the Hegette Kingdom, which is now declining, and then scolded him for how Hegette Kingdom became like this.

However, Xie Wei no longer wants to think about this.

It's very simple. From the perspective of a Hegette native, he should indeed worry about what to do in the future of Hegette.

However, in the eyes of a person who had to travel all day long and even to make a living, he might also hope that the stray bullets of the Ole Empire could kill the mighty soldiers on the streets.

Sometimes people's lives are too hard and their hearts will gradually become hard.

Xie Wei has experienced a lot in this world.

He gradually changed from a child who used to yell that he wanted to kill all the invaders of the Ole Empire to a ruthless intelligence dealer who is not ruthless in reselling intelligence.

Xie Wei doesn't want to think about what he has experienced over the years or mentions it.

"The recent information is really interesting. All the monsters and monsters on the border have come out."

Xie Wei looked at the information and complained.

As he said, he wanted to flip a piece of paper from the drawer to wrap the fried chicken he had just bought.

Recently, prices in Haigate have risen a lot. If it weren't for selling information, Xie Weike wouldn't have the money to eat fried chicken.

You should know that there was even a rumor that some time ago, saying that all food will be unified under the government management in the next period of time, and each person will only give a certain amount of food every day, and the remaining food will be brought to the front line to support the soldiers.

If this news is confirmed, then there will probably be more people who want to join the army.

"I can't go hungry like them. After all, I'm much smarter than them. Hungry is something that only fools will suffer. I'm not a fool..." Xie Wei hummed a song while spreading out the paper and trying to put the fried chicken on it.

He was in a good mood today.

Today, he earned 400,000 yuan by selling information. With this money, he could buy some essential items of daily life and hide them.

Food, water, and even medicines are the most scarce things now... Those senior officials can easily escape abroad, and for those at the bottom, sometimes it is a luxury to escape.

Since that's the case, then prepare in advance and naturally don't have to worry about what will happen next.

Anyway, you can’t count on others these days. Everyone lives for themselves, and those who can live until now are smart people.

Xie Wei was carrying the fried chicken while spreading out the "newspaper".

However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that it was not a newspaper.

That……

It turned out to be an old poster.

The paper on the poster has turned slightly yellow, with a little trace of the past, there are some accidentally rubbing the pen oil, and traces of water sprinkling on it...

This is the poster that Xie Wei bought ten years ago when he was in junior high school.

Xie Wei people back then were quite stupid, and they were so stupid every day, and they didn’t know so many principles.

Every day, he was not only running foolishly to play crazy with a group of children from poor families, but also imitated the person he admired the most at that time.

Back then, everyone was relatively simple, and those generals were not as numerous as those later.

Therefore, the person on the poster can be regarded as the earliest source of the definition of the word "hero" in Xie Wei's life.

But later...

Later, many people changed, and people will eventually become. Xie Wei has become like this now, so it seems understandable what others have become.

Suddenly, Xie Wei took out the poster and bit the fried chicken in his mouth and looked at the poster for a long time.

Then, he suddenly kneaded the poster into a ball, wrapped the fried chicken, and walked out of the house on his own.

"Why did you come back so early today?" Xie Wei's roommate rubbed his eyes after seeing him, "Have the business finished?"

"It's done." Xie Wei relaxed and lay on the sofa.
To be continued...