Compared with the level of history where Aaron is located, the area of this city has expanded outwards, and there are several satellite cities.
Other than that, the layout is not much different from what Aaron knows - except that there are two missing areas.
The two missing districts are the ruined city district and the hidden black queen district.
After all, the Inves Empire has enough power to eliminate the pollution in the abandoned city. The Suppression Bureau, the Suppression Bureau, and even the Inquisition of the Sun God Cult will not allow the existence of the so-called "Black Queen District", and Pulmouth is undoubtedly the top of the empire.
The place where combat power is most concentrated...
It can be said that the extraordinary beings hiding here are quite tragic.
It was exactly eight o'clock in the morning, and the morning mist still lingered. Thick clouds accumulated in the sky, and only occasionally did thin sunlight fall down.
Shilling Quay area.
A steam passenger mechanical ship docked at the pier, and rows of guests walked off the bridge.
As the capital of the empire, the largest city on the mainland and even in the world, the capital effect is extremely strong, attracting people from all over the world every day.
A tall middle-aged man wearing a brown windbreaker, a hat, and carrying a black suitcase came to the security check area.
"ID card!"
The security inspector in black uniform spoke expressionlessly, as numb as a machine.
His face was full of fatigue and dark circles due to the heavy workload and lack of rest, but he tried hard to maintain his energy.
Because this job is not easy to come by, and because there are people from the Suppression Bureau not far away watching!
The middle-aged customer obediently handed over his ID card and was stuffed into a machine connected to the ground by the security inspector.
As the gear rotates, feedback results appear quickly.
[Pala Love Toman, 39 years old, from Manov City, identity code: XXXXXXX]
[Appearance characteristics: tall, blue eyes, blond hair]
[Occupation: Building materials merchant]
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The security inspector glanced at the other party, paused for a moment at the tall figure, blue eyes, and thick golden beard, and pressed the seal hard: "Security check passed!"
"Thanks!"
Aaron took the ID card with a blue seal and stroked the uneven lines on it with his fingertips. He knew that this represented a temporary identity and could stay in the imperial capital for a month. If he failed to leave within the time limit, he would be punished.
He put away his ID card, carried his suitcase, and walked into the dock area.
Looking at the huge flow of people and the Dossom River where all kinds of sewage and garbage are floating, I feel a little lost.
It has been half a month since the last showdown with the 'Keeper of Secrets'.
And his research on the anomalies in Kony failed shamefully...
After all, it is the authority of a Si Sui, and it is not that easy to study it.
After confirming that no progress could be made, Aaron left Corny back to Delis, who had finally returned by steam train, and came to Pulmouth alone.
As for this identity? Of course it's a villain randomly chosen by Aaron.
Yes, Imperial ID Cards are difficult to forge, but they can be replaced!
On the way here, he saw that this middle-aged man named Parra was a businessman on the surface, but secretly practiced invisible spells. When he was about to sacrifice a pair of twins, he directly killed him and obtained his identity.
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Although according to Delise's revelation, the 'cat lady' was very grateful to him and was willing to provide some help within her ability, such as forging true and reliable identity documents, but Aaron still declined to thank him.
He never likes to pin his own safety on others.
The ID card provided by the cat lady may be more convenient, but it is particularly dangerous if the Persian cat is caught.
Moreover, what should I do if the other party wants to betray the 'Feathered Serpent'?
Therefore, you still have to go to the trouble yourself.
As long as the corpses and traces are destroyed thoroughly enough, only if you reveal clues on your own side, will you be exposed.
After walking out of the dock area, looking at the tall buildings on both sides that could be called skyscrapers, Aaron raised his eyebrows: "It is indeed much more developed than the other Pulmouth... But, why does it feel more depressing than the other Pulmouth?"
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The streets were relatively clean on both sides, and there were no beggars or homeless people.
According to the Imperial Act, even travelers with expired residence permits cannot stay in Pulmouth, let alone those homeless people. Anyway, once they show up, they will be taken away immediately and never come back...
As far as Aaron could see, most of those people who were in a hurry were sallow and thin, and they did not seem to be well-nourished. They were probably often hungry.
As he was walking down a street, he suddenly heard a commotion.
The shops on both sides were closed one after another, their windows tightly closed, and passers-by nervously ducked to both sides.
"What's going on?"
He grabbed a clerk who was trying to escape and asked curiously.
"A riot in the bakery broke out in front..." the young clerk shouted nervously: "Riots and demonstrations... the parade is coming!"
Not long after, messy and heavy footsteps sounded.
Aaron saw a dark crowd of people, and a large number of marchers came over.
Most of them were in rags, some even without trousers. They were both men and women. They looked like coolies at the dock or workers nearby.
They roared angrily, raised their right hands high, shouted slogans such as bread and milk, and walked past the main road like a black angry dragon.
At the next traffic intersection, there was already a team of patrol police blocking the block. They expertly piled up fortresses made of sandbags and even set up machine guns...
"Last time, serious warning, stop your actions against the empire immediately!"
A police officer held up a tin trumpet and shouted, but the fanatical crowd had already embraced the group at the front and rushed to the intersection.
"shot!"
Bang bang!
Ta-ta!
After a burst of gunfire, the procession left corpses on the ground, scattering like birds and animals.
Patrol officers in black uniforms were shouting and cursing while arresting people everywhere.
"Let's go quickly, or we won't be able to tell if we're caught."
The clerk screamed and ran away.
Aaron stepped forward and followed behind him. The two of them hid in an alley. Listening to the quiet sounds nearby, the clerk couldn't help but sigh: "Are you from outside?"
"Yes, my name is Parra, a small businessman from out of town..." Aaron seemed to be considering his words: "I didn't expect to see such a crazy scene when I first arrived in Pulmouth... Are those unemployed workers?"
"Yes, they are not homeless, but they can no longer survive... My name is Louis!"
Louis reached out and shook Aaron's hand.
"Why?" Aaron asked his question.
"Nowadays, factories are paid daily because workers need today's wages to buy dinner... However, the price of bakeries has recently increased. Unemployed workers can't afford bread and don't want to starve, so they have no choice but to rob bakeries.
, and then developed into a commotion..."
Louis sighed.
"No, I'm just curious...why the parade can still go on?" Aaron corrected expressionlessly.
