Under the crimson moon, there is no wind, and there are faint crimson ripples on the lake surface.
And on the shore, Yang Mang, dressed in silver-white, sat cross-legged, squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was waiting for.
Today, he did not take action.
In the courtyard in the middle of the lake, a chuckle came from an old man but full of energy: "Young boy, it's so lively tonight, if you don't go and see it, your mind is already in chaos just sitting here."
"Haha, I was discovered."
Yang Mang rubbed his silver hair indifferently and laughed heartily, "I also want to go out, but I guess some people don't want me to go out. I really didn't expect that there would be nobles from the Floating City in this operation.
Participate, I'm a little curious, are you just ignoring the collusion between the floating city nobles and the Shenchuan family?"
"In the past few days, I visited Yeling City, Binhai City, etc., and discovered a big problem. Why are the classes so distinct within the jurisdiction of the entire floating city?"
"Chaos, disorder, death, disease, and environmental pollution are everywhere at the bottom."
"Although the Land of Exile is also full of these, the hearts of the lawful ones will still maintain it. There is a set of rules on the surface, and there is also a set of rules secretly, and no one will break it."
"But the floating city should obviously be better than the place of exile, but the nobles don't seem to have the will to build the city under their jurisdiction. They can only barely maintain it. If this situation continues, the entire floating city will be riddled with holes sooner or later."
Yang Yang said in confusion.
In the courtyard, no one answered, only the slightest gurgling sound, like a mixture of solid and liquid, lingering and repeating inside.
Yang Yang looked ahead solemnly.
He has experienced semi-distortion, so he understands this feeling very well.
If it hadn't been for Master's intervention, I'm afraid he would have been completely deformed.
During the time of distortion, both the physical body and the mind will be contaminated, leading to irresistible thoughts and even unwillingness to admit that one has become distorted.
I will always be me.
But I am no longer me.
This idea is strange, but it is real.
And if the senior Chilong in the courtyard becomes deformed, the consequences will be disastrous, and the entire floating city may crash.
After a long time, suddenly a young voice came from inside, with a rising tone: "Boy Yang, don't you really need to go and take a look?"
"I heard that missiles were launched from Base No. 1."
Yang Yang frowned.
The next second, he received a call and his eyebrows widened: "Senior Chilong, my people have no casualties. It seems that the missile was not aimed."
This time, it was the people inside's turn to be silent.
Yang Yang continued: "Strange, why do seniors pay attention to these little news? Seniors did not participate in the establishment of Crimson Red. They do not support or oppose it. Even if the Shenchuan family colludes with the floating city nobles, it should not be in your eyes. After all,
The Kamikawa family just sent a few little guys over..."
"The little princess of Dawn Tower?"
"Heir to the Order of Gods?"
"No, it's none of my senior's business if they die. At most, they can seek revenge from the Kamikawa family."
"But why, senior is still paying attention to this small incident, and even got the news earlier than me."
"By the way, there are also nobles. Why do you want to get involved? Is it really just against the establishment of Crimson?"
Yang Yang opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his dark gray pupils.
"Unless there are people the seniors care about, there are people the nobles care about."
He thought of someone, but he didn't say it.
Interesting little guy.
It seems that there is a secret hidden in him.
The person Master is looking for is indeed not simple.
…
About five kilometers away from Ye Ling City, there is a large area of chaos.
Short and dilapidated wooden mud houses, as well as temporary residences piled randomly with stone bricks, and even thatched houses, tents, containers, and cars that have been abandoned for many years are all full of people.
This is a disaster area.
The population of Yeling City has long been saturated, and these disaster victims, who are not even considered refugees, can only live here and live on the garbage in the city every day, or go to nearby mining areas to mine at extremely low prices.
Although mild radiation is not fatal, it is also quietly harvesting the lives of disaster victims.
Survival is the only issue they have to consider.
As for how to live, that is something to consider in the next life.
Although it was late at night, there were occasional pedestrians on the dim streets, dragging their tired and hunched bodies back from the coal mining area not far away.
Occasionally, someone seems too tired and rests his head on a telephone pole full of resistance slogans, as if he is entrusting all his weight to a telephone pole.
Then, he never woke up again.
Standing there, it became a dead tree.
At this time, there will be black market businessmen who will cut off their organs while they are hot.
Such things often happen in disaster-stricken areas.
Compared with the floating city in the sky, this place is like another world.
"Creak——"
A wooden door was pushed open.
First, a pair of round and slender beautiful legs stepped out, and then, a seductive waist.
When walking, the wet and muddy boots made a sticky sound when they made contact with the ground.
She lit a cigarette and looked around.
Several homeless people around heard the noise and opened their eyes, their eyes glued to the woman's fair skin.
The woman seems to be talking on the phone.
"not dead?"
She sounded surprised.
"How is it possible that no one died?"
"Are the missiles made of plastic? Or they cut corners. This is your responsibility."
"You want us to intercept and kill that kid again?"
"No, it's already very dangerous for us to operate in this area. In this operation, all the spies planted by our Kamikawa family were pulled out."
"..."
"You have to pay more."
Greedily, like zombies, several homeless people climbed out of bed and staggered towards the woman who was on the phone.
The throat is crawling up and down like maggots.
In this area, there are very few single women. They either have someone as a backer, or they make themselves look like humans or ghosts.
They came to the woman's side, sniffing the air constantly, with expressions of enjoyment on their faces.
"Although that boy ruined our plan, he is just a newcomer. It seems that he still hides some secrets that threaten you. This will cost more."
“A pleasure to work with.”
The woman hung up the phone.
After snapping his fingers, the homeless people around him seemed to be frozen, and then their facial features and limbs began to fall off, like building blocks that had been put together accidentally and fell to the ground.
Puff puff!
Turned into parts all over the place.
The woman got on a red motorcycle, put on her sunglasses, and with the roar of the exhaust pipe resounding through the street, she disappeared into the night in a few seconds.
In the valley.
The aftermath of the explosion gradually subsided.
Xu Ye coughed and lay on the ground, his face buried in the soil, and his body was covered with a lot of weeds and gravel.
"Pooh……"
He spit out some mud from his mouth, and his ears throbbed with buzzing.
Beside him, Mo Bei and Li Yunyao seemed to be still confused, banging their heads constantly and struggling to sit up.
"Be careful behind your back!"
Alice suddenly screamed.
Xu Ye held the big black umbrella in one hand without thinking.
There was a crash.
The black umbrella behind him opened, covering the three of them.
Bang bang bang.
A few shots of the blade left a few white marks on the umbrella surface.
