Zhou Zheng looked at the buildings that came into view, and there was a huge gap between them and what he had imagined. They were dilapidated and old, with few decent buildings, and you could see colorful tents and crowded residents everywhere, giving people a sense of place.
This area is still more dirty and messy.
Parking the car on the side of the street, Zhou Zheng jumped out of the car.
Every city has so-called slums, which refer to places of backwardness and poverty.
Titan City has it, and so does the Boneyard.
However, Zhou Zheng did not expect that the 47th District assigned to him was the 47th District with one of the slums. Zhou Zheng had learned that the same area as the 47th District, there are also the 33rd District and the 50th District. These three districts are buried under
In the Bone Land, there is a title: Three Lowly Guests.
In the Boneyard, when these three areas are mentioned, they will naturally be looked down upon.
Living in these three areas, one naturally feels inferior.
District 47 is slightly worse than District 33 and slightly better than District 50.
The reason why no one has taken over Area 47 before is mainly because Area 47 is tasteless and it is a pity to abandon it. The strong people are not willing to take over, so they might as well wait for a better opportunity. This has resulted in the fact that in the Boneyard, Area 47
The district mayor has been vacant for nearly a year, and no one has taken over.
Shen Junxing proposed Zhou Zheng because he saw the possibility of Zhou Zheng's success.
But there are still voices of opposition. Zhou Zheng became a strong man and immediately became the head of a district, which is somewhat unjustifiable. No matter how bad District 47 is, it is still a district. Zhou Zheng has not yet come to take charge. But with the fall of Yang Liu, Shen Junxing
Despite his efforts, Zhou Zheng still took this position.
"As a human being, you should not be too concerned about your heart."
Zhou Zheng shook his head. It was not easy to be the district chief. If he was picky, he would be too picky.
Area 47 is mainly populated by ordinary people, with a few low-level warriors living there. This structure of residents has made the tax revenue in Area 47 a joke. Each person is worth less than a low-level orange crystal. Sometimes even
There are only five or six high-grade amethysts.
When you reach the strong level, you can harvest a low-level orange crystal even in one trip.
If you are lucky, it will be ten times more. Who cares about this little tax?
Like District 9 and District 17, the monthly tax revenue has almost reached the level of low-grade red crystal. The tax revenue is more than a hundred times that of the three civilian districts. This is the area that everyone is vying for.
.However, there are only a few of these areas, and only the top experts can take charge.
When Zhou Zheng came here, he came privately.
The appointment of the Ministry of Armed Forces has been handed over to Zhou Zheng, and has also arrived at the district administrative center, but it is not known to outsiders.
…
Walking in this street, except for the green trees on the side of the street, which makes people feel full of vitality, the people walking there are all walking in a hurry.
In the new world, warriors are supreme, and ordinary people, except for a few, are at the lowest level of the social structure.
The main job for people in District 47 is actually to work in the Ministry of Agriculture and become a crop worker. This is said at best, but at worst, it means being a farmer and dealing with rice fields all day long.
It can guarantee the food supply for nearly tens of millions of people. The importance of food is naturally the top priority of the Bone Burial Ground. It is the peasant army composed of millions of ordinary people that ensures the normal operation of the Bone Burial Ground.
Operation.
But when it comes to treatment, it is the lowest.
Zhou Zheng walked silently in the streets, and the people he saw looked like they had been malnourished for a long time, especially some children, who were even more skinny. There were not many shops in the streets, and the purchasing power of civilians was very low, making it difficult to do business.
As time goes by, fewer and fewer people open shops here.
There are only a few isolated shops on the street, and they are all deserted.
After turning a corner, Zhou Zheng hesitated for a moment before leaving the street and entering an alley.
To be honest, Zhou Zheng has never cared about the lives of civilians since he came to this new world. As soon as he came out, he was the son of the leader and was already at the top of the pyramid. Then when he arrived in Titan City, his first priority was to improve
I almost immersed myself in hard training.
It's the same thing when you get to the burial ground.
If it hadn't been for the appointment of the district chief, perhaps Zhou Zheng wouldn't have paid attention to this.
We have just experienced the end of the world. It is conceivable that under the prosperity of singing and dancing, there is a cruel fact that cannot be hidden. This is the hardship of the lower class people. I am afraid that they are still struggling and living a life with almost no hope. How many people are still struggling?
How many people are hungry and cannot find a job...
Perhaps the high-ranking warriors cannot see this. Star crystals are used as currency to circulate, and wealth is already in the hands of warriors.
The warrior has no money, so he can hunt a mutated beast in the wild, which is equivalent to making a fortune.
But what about ordinary people? They can only serve the warriors honestly. If they want to make money, they can only find a job or become a hawker. This specialness has begun to create the only people who can stand out among the civilians.
, is to become a warrior.
The aura of fanatical cultivation also exists among civilians.
Only some of them can eventually become warriors, and some people are destined to never become warriors.
…
"Mom, I want to eat meat."
A little girl, only four years old, stood in front of a store, pointing to a piece of bacon hanging in the window, and said in a babyish voice. It may be that long-term malnutrition has made her skinny, and her eyes are deeply sunken.
When he got down, there was almost no trace of flesh on his face.
The clothes he wore were also sewn from some rags, which looked weird.
And this little girl's mother is even more outrageous. She is completely skeleton-like, dry, and a bit scary. She looks like a woman of about thirty years old, but at a glance, she looks like she is five or six years old.
I saw her staring at the window lustfully, shaking her head and saying: "Yaoyao, only rich people can eat that, mom..."
"Why do you have to be rich to eat? Can't mom make money?" Yaoyao asked.
Tears welled up from this woman's eyes in an instant. She didn't know how to explain this world to Yuanyuan. Even she couldn't understand this world. How could she explain it?
Since the end of the world, everything has changed, and it is no longer the world we were familiar with before.
The world has become unfamiliar and confusing.
The remoteness was just the result of the limited conditions and no protective measures when she sold her body under difficult circumstances. At that time, women were basically men's playthings. Most of the time, they could freely give up their bodies for the sake of a bite to eat.
The men fiddled.
Later, with the establishment of the gathering place and the emergence of warriors, the situation improved.
But the sourness and bitterness involved are not something that others can imagine. Being able to survive to this day is a miracle for everyone.
The reason why Yaoyao could be born was that she wanted someone to accompany her. As for who Yaoyao's father was, it didn't matter at all. She only needed to know that this was her daughter. In this world, she was not
When you are alone, these are enough.
"Yaoyao, mother promises you that when you have money, you will buy a lot of meat for Yaoyao." The woman bit her lip firmly and promised her daughter. Only she knew how feeble this promise was.
In this cruel world, it is not easy for ordinary people to make money.
As for a woman like her, no man would like her at all. It is also delusional to use her body to make money.
But Yaoyao believed it to be true and nodded happily: "Okay, Yaoyao will wait."
A smile appeared on the woman's pale face.
beside.
Zhou Zheng stood in a daze. He had never thought that it would be so difficult for ordinary people to eat a meal of meat. And the life of the lower class people began to change bit by bit when he walked into the alley.
displayed in front of him.
Poverty is the truest portrayal of them. You would never imagine that for them, a better piece of clothing is like a luxury product. Some families may not even be able to eat a meal of meat once a year.
.The long-term lack of salt and oil has made their health worse and worse, so they can only rely on some vegetables to supplement their health.
This is the burial ground, this is the end of the world, and this is the new world.
Everything in the Bone Burial Ground relies on warriors to plunder it from the hands of poisonous corpses. The resources are limited, and even less fall into the hands of ordinary people.
Like clothes, there is no garment factory in the Boneyard, and there are no raw materials, so you can only rely on plundering.
Not only clothes, but also daily necessities, all rely on plunder.
Taking meat as an example, warriors can only hunt mutant beasts, and then transport the meat back to the bone burial ground after processing. Usually it is purchased by some wealthy warriors, and most of them are transported to restaurants.
There are very few that can reach the hands of civilians, and they are extremely valuable.
No matter what it is, it is an extremely luxurious thing for ordinary people.
In the new world, resources are often only enjoyed by a few people, while more people are still struggling hard. Warriors and ordinary people are completely different from each other. The establishment of privileges completely separates the two.
divided.
Even in the burial ground, people who starve to death often appear.
Zhou Zheng could imagine that there were many others like this mother and son in the burial ground.
Zhou Zheng can't change anything about these things.
After a moment of silence, Zhou Zheng walked to the display window, took down the hanging bacon, and flicked a white crystal into the boss's hand. Zhou Zheng walked to the front of Yaoyao with the bacon, and then stuffed the piece of bacon into the boss's hand.
In her hands.
"Live well, the future will definitely not be what you see."
Ignoring the stunned mother and son, Zhou Zheng strode away.
(First update, these two chapters, I just want to write something about the end of the world. Thank you everyone, please vote for me!) (To be continued...)