After an unknown period of time, faint red light balls gradually appeared in the darkness not far from Haibo's sight. They jumped and rolled in front of Haibo, like a dancer groping for the world in the darkness.
The red ball swam weakly and irregularly, and suddenly exploded close to Haibo. The spreading red sparks replicated and spread like a virus, slowly approaching his body, and gradually restraining him completely.
The red sparks seemed to deprive Haibo of all the air around him, and he felt inexplicable things pouring into his mouth and nose, making him feel suffocated.
After a while, he finally heard a word spoken vaguely in an old voice:
"underground!"
...
"Huh!" Haibo, who woke up from his dream, did not feel the familiar relief. He looked at the old watch that he usually used. The three hands all pointed up, indicating that it was already 12 noon the next day.
Looking at the still dim world outside the glass window, Haibo couldn't wait for the influx of sunlight at noon and got up.
After changing into the standard work clothes of the escort, Haibo remembered a pack of "daily necessities" that George gave him before leaving yesterday.
"It seems there are a lot of things. Wright should be the warrior chosen by George. Talent comes first in the wasteland, but I shouldn't be much worse than Wright. Are you right, Wright?" Haibo laughed at himself.
After some thinking, he skillfully opened the tightly wrapped package.
The food, a few pieces of unbranded black bread wrapped in oil paper, was just enough to satisfy my hunger.
Wright's physical recovery and yesterday's busyness made me forget to eat. Although the hunger was inexplicably not as intense as I imagined, this thing could just make up for my withered body.
There are also some new coins, these are new coins, right.
From the remaining memory fragments of Wright, Haibo learned that this was the currency issued by the Zine Empire after the apocalyptic crisis of the New Yuan Dynasty.
It is jointly issued by the Imperial Bank of Zhne and the Industrial Bank of Sokra, with gold as its reserve asset.
Thirty-five new dollars was exchanged for one ounce of gold. With the support of sufficient supplies and precious metals such as gold and silver, the currency value was maintained stable through two-way exchange, becoming the only hard currency banknote in the entire western continent.
Although new currency needs to be continuously issued for material circulation, maintaining currency value stability requires strict control of issuance, which creates a contradiction under the fixed exchange system.
However, the production and consumption of human strongholds in the wasteland can always reach a strange balance, which also results in the value of the new currency being stable for a long time.
The new currency uses the yuan as the basic unit, with cents as the auxiliary currency below, and 100 cents are exchanged for one yuan. However, the new coins with the unit of cents are mostly minted in copper coins or silver coins.
A piece of bread costs about 5-10 cents, and Mr. George gave me a lot, a full thousand new dollars.
Looking at ten brand-new coins with portraits of the heroes of the city of Socra on the front and dark-toned cityscapes of the city of Socra on the back, Haibo suddenly felt that the world was so beautiful.
After all, I received a large amount of wealth when I first came here.
In the original world, if you wanted to get such a large amount of purchasing power, in addition to working hard for a year, you also had to ensure that you did not make mistakes or lose your job.
As for the assets of one thousand new dollars, in addition to being able to buy the best weapons and equipment in the city of Socra, even if it only buys food, it can also fill several warehouses.
From Wright's memory, Haibo learned that this member of the escort did not seem to care about money. No matter how much money he had, it was like dirt to him. After all, surviving in this wasteland era was the first priority.
After folding the new coins and simply putting them in your jacket pocket, there should be very little valuable left in the package.
After sorting out the messy items, Haibo discovered that there was a dark yellow envelope without stamps placed in an inconspicuous corner of the package.
It just happened to be stuck in a corner of the gap between items and packages, and it was impossible to find it without dumping everything out.
"The envelope, does George want to tell Wright alone if there is any inconvenience?" Haibo asked doubtfully.
After taking out a slightly rusty paper knife from the drawer, Haibo slowly opened the envelope along the glued area.
"Yes, an exam question? A test question?" Haibo looked at the paper neatly printed on a manual typewriter with some confusion.
This letter marked the intention and purpose in a minimalist style. The Zine Empire letters of the test question at the top were large and clear, and there was only a simple text description below except for a picture.
"A train is going to pass through a railway track. There are five people tied up at one end, and a person who accidentally entered is sitting on the abandoned railway track on the other side. Now you control the controller and can choose to guide the train to run over one person or five people. How do you choose?
"
"The trolley problem? Sure enough, survival in the wasteland requires you to take this kind of test. Most people's answers should be two, save five people, or save one person. But, it's my choice." Haibo's mouth curled up slightly.
Rising.
He found the "Zhu Yuan brand" pencil from the drawer that was rarely used but had a finely trimmed tip, and wrote down his answer.
"Do not activate the controller, and hand over the person who violated the regulations and strayed onto the abandoned railway tracks to the Socratic Committee for trial. To survive in the wasteland, human beings must accept their own destiny, and those who violate the order must pay the price for it.
.”
He is not a saint, and if he encounters a similar real situation, he will not dare to take responsibility that is not his own.
This seemingly question of saving one person or five people is actually a trap.
This is a wasteland world, this is a wasteland world full of dangers and people die every day!
After finishing this question, Haibo put the letter paper back into the envelope and began to greedily eat the bread.
The bread George gave him was very dark and did not have the golden crust he had seen before.
And the taste in the mouth is like chewing plastic, without any extra taste that stimulates appetite.
But now this piece of bread is more delicious than any delicacy in the world, and his body belonging to Wright is now in an unprecedented state of hunger.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! If he does not get food supplements, his body will fall into a sleepy state and die. Or he will be carried away by the desire for food, guided by the mysterious virus, and become the one who destroys the world.
Careless person.
After simply eating the food that didn't look like food, Haibo subconsciously began to organize his clothes and put on his equipment.
Whether it was Wright's remaining memory fragments or Haibo's innate sixth sense, he realized that there would be a combat mission today.
"Wright, the commander of the escort is here."
Just as he was clipping the revolver he first saw and the "Wild Bear" pistol issued by the Socra Committee for the escort to his waist, the harsh and shrill voice of the fat landlady Lena came to Haibo.
in the ears.
That sound was almost the same as the whine of the steam machinery outside. The only difference might be that the landlady made it from a human mouth.
Humans have human voices, and beasts have beast voices. When a voice comes from another body, things become weird.
After thinking of the few words he read in some book, Haibo chuckled, but immediately replied:
"Here we come, come down immediately!"
Without thinking too much, Haibo rushed down the dilapidated stairs.
The person who came was a young man in his twenties. He had a clean face under his brown hair. He seemed to have washed himself deliberately before coming here.
He is wearing a silver-backed guard uniform similar to Haibo's. If there is any difference, it should be the "Long Sword and Hammer" badge on the chest that represents the Sogra Guard.
The badges of ordinary guardsmen are black, those with lower ranks are silver, and those with higher ranks classified as generals are gold.
The badge of the person in front of me is pure silvery white!
"De?" Haibo blurted out. In Wright's memory, the name of the person in front of him was De Moti, a squad leader of Team Z of the Socra Guard.
Although they are capable of taking care of things, they are nothing compared to many people of high status.
"Well, thank you, madam. I have something to say to Wright, do you understand?" De did not pay attention to Haibo directly, but turned his head and pushed away the bloated landlord.
The landlady was also very honest. Although she looked down upon Haibo, who came from the outer area, the captain of the escort team in front of her was a native of Sucra whom she could not afford to offend.
"Wright, I know you just came back from the outer area. I really shouldn't assign you any tasks at this time.
However, the meaning of the escort is also very clear. As a human born in the outer area, if you want to gain a foothold in Sokra, the capital of the Zine Empire, you must know how to play your own value. So you have to go for today's mission."
Value? Residual value?
De's tone made Haibo a little crazy. He originally wanted to continue wandering around the city of Sogra to piece together Wright's memories, but he had just woken up and regained some strength before going on the mission. De had really stuck on the right time.
Although there were 100 million reluctances in his heart, Haibo still had an unusually interested expression on his face.
In Wright's memory fragments, he is a person from outside the area. He is full of curiosity about everything about Sogra, and he has to learn as much as possible.
Haibo must not let anyone know that he is a time traveler, and Haibo secretly set a bottom line for himself.
"I'm going, shall I go now?" Haibo replied neatly. His attitude may determine his future status and development in Sogra.
Seeing Haibo agreeing so quickly, De couldn't hide his joy.
After pulling Haibo into the escort's unique mechanical vehicle, he began to introduce the details of the mission to him with great interest.
"Wright, you know, our city Socra is a great whole. But the unintentional and the lost will always keep an eye on us. Our unique city defense system has always fulfilled its mission responsibly, but those
The Lost Ones of Evolution are always looking for loopholes in our city."
"Loophole?" Haibo became interested.
Everything that is huge has details that cannot be noticed, and Haibo is happy to hear about it.
"That's right. Every forty years, when the power of the Lord of the Night and the Goddess of Light gather in this city, the dome will disappear, and those mysterious powers will emerge from the waterways. What has always maintained the power of the city of Socra is
Not those machines that can only fight, but the magic source power and a series of mysterious powers.
However, every time the water channel appears, it will arouse the attention of the lost and unintentional people. Every time the dome is opened, something will get in.
So, Wright, your and my mission this time is to go to Sogra to check the water channels. But don’t worry, these are routine inspections.
The dome has been opened more than forty times in the past five hundred years, but nothing has ever been able to sneak into the center of Socra.
Of course, this mission is also a test for you. You must carefully check all the waterways for the superiors to see, otherwise you may return to the outer area and leave here at any time." De explained.
It must be a simple task, but rather than calling it a bug, this situation is an inevitable design problem.
I guess there shouldn't be any danger!
The mechanical chariot shaped like the back of a turtle drove zigzag around the K-Z section of Sugra's residential area for a long time until there were no civilian buildings around.
At De's signal, the escort member who was traveling with them parked the car near a dark building.
It seems that there is not much distance from the edge of the high wall of the dark dome. Haibo observed that compared with the urban area, which is a bit dim but does not affect life, this kind of area near the edge of Sogra can probably only rely on lights to see clearly.
.
After following De and taking a few steps forward, Haibo and the others stopped at a huge man-made cave that resembled the entrance of a tunnel.
Except for a few large abandoned military buildings, there are only traces of dirty black soil around here.
Although it is within the city limits of Sogra, it seems so out of place with residential and commercial areas.
"This is the only passage leading to Sogra's underground."
***The author has something to say***
Zhang Tui
Recommend a very good fantasy farming system novel to a friend
"The Days Gou Planted Medicine in the Spiritual Field"
The story tells the story of a boy who traveled through three years and accidentally obtained a magical planting system. The plot is very compact and the characters are rich. Each character has his own story and personality. There are battles of wits, martial arts, and many more.
of love and hatred.
Not a stallion, not vulgar, not pretentious, the comfort and favorability are still very good
Overall, it's quite relaxed and humorous, and seems to have a refreshing feeling.
Readers and new authors are welcome to support each other~