During this period of time, Dong Xie and Mu Ziyi took turns to rest for a while. The masks felt hot and cold from time to time, some of which were in the opposite direction to the black wall.
Of course, Dong Xie and his mother Ziyi didn't care about this.
They are currently considering what to do next.
They have tried their best to open the safe, but they can't open it. And there are strange spirits everywhere outside. It's even more dangerous to go out and find a way to the ground with just a black mask.
Moreover, it is possible that people from the gendarmerie have guarded every underground entrance and conducted interrogations on every entry and exit. The biggest problem with Dong Xie is that his height and size are too conspicuous.
Even if you wear a mask, you are likely to be recognized.
After thinking about it over and over again, if a survival competition is held, it may be their best hope.
When Dong Xie woke up again, something unexpected happened to them.
"Ding Bell Bell Bell ..."
The phone rang suddenly.
This shocked both Dong Xie and Mu Ziyi.
"how……"
Dong Xie was surprised, where is the phone? I have never seen a phone here before!
Then, the two went to the back room and found a secret door behind the cabinet. After opening the secret door, the phone was inside.
"Will you answer it or not?"
"catch!"
Mu Ziyi did not hesitate at all: "If you don't answer the call now, the calls will continue to come. If no one answers the phone, the consequences will be disastrous."
Helpless, Dong Xie could only walk up and answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Xia Ya, I'm calling you for two reasons. First... have you seen two strangers in your area? These two people may have stolen the white mask, one is tall
A very tall man, and the other is a pretty young woman."
Isn’t this just the two of them?
Fortunately, the mask makes everyone's voice sound exactly the same, so Dong Xie can safely reply: "No, I didn't see it."
"Okay. Well, one more thing is about the next election. The election will officially start at noon today and vote counting will end early tomorrow morning. In this election, according to the latest polls, James has the highest chance of being elected as an alternate."
"Well, then?"
"You have been underground, and you may not know it. Now, if James is elected, he will hold a survival competition. Participants in this competition will be sent underground to complete a marathon from the city to the surroundings of the Black Wall
.During this marathon, all of you corpse chasers don’t need to go out.”
"This..." Dong Xie pretended to be surprised, "Let ordinary people go underground?"
"Yes. But now, the reaction from the gray people at the bottom is very fierce. Now, the unemployment population in the city has reached 30%, and many people have been displaced. After the snow, a large number of homeless bodies can be seen in the streets and alleys every morning.
There have been many Face Melters. In this competition, the top ten people will get masks as rewards. The top three will get blue masks, and the bottom seven will get red masks."
"Does everyone want to risk their lives to get a mask?"
"The vast majority of people will not survive at all. I am telling you that now everyone understands that this is an action to reduce the unemployed population. It is said that other silver-faced congressmen also agree with this approach. Xia Ya, I understand you
character, but this matter is basically a fait accompli. If nothing unexpected happens, a large number of people will pour into the underground in two days. In addition... the first thing I just said, you just need to pay attention, this is the military police
The team leader stabbed Lou Zi and let two gangsters break into the underground. The two men are probably dead. Now the gendarmerie has sent people to guard several underground entrances for interrogation. As a result, they are still bossing around our Black Corpse team members. No.
Is it because most of our masks are low-level? Without us, there would have been big trouble inside the black wall!"
…
After hanging up the phone, Dong Xie and Mu Ziyi looked at each other. Although they couldn't see the expressions behind the masks, the two sides had basically reached a consensus.
The survival competition is a perfect opportunity for them to obtain high-level masks.
At the same time, it is also a perfect opportunity to leave here smoothly. According to the phone call just now, the entrance and exit are indeed guarded. It is probably unrealistic to escape.
The biggest survival advantage of this survival competition is that with enough people participating, even if the alien spirits continue to kill people, there is still a chance of survival. And for those who have lost their jobs and fallen into starvation, this is the only
chance of survival.
"Do you think it's possible that Lian Zixin and the other three will join?"
"It depends on their courage and actual economic situation." Mu Ziyi is really hard to judge on this: "At least in my opinion, the real leader behind this survival competition should be the apartment."
…
Lian Zixin stared blankly at the sign on the door of the bakery in front of him.
Before, the price of bread still increased on a daily basis, but now, the price increase rate is on an hourly basis.
When people come to buy bread, everyone has to bring a big bag and a big bundle of banknotes, and then they can only buy a small bag of bread.
For people living in an economically prosperous society, such a thing is simply unbelievable.
The bakery even has armed security guards at the door, and a black-masked store manager is stationed inside the store.
"In this morning, it has increased by another two thousand mongla?" Lian Zixin even thought that his eyes had an illusion: "Is this true?"
Returning to the hotel where he was staying, he informed Kuang Wenxuan and Gao Yiyu of the situation.
"how so……"
Kuang Wenxuan took the banknotes allocated to them in the apartment and said: "At the current rate of price increase, I'm afraid this money will soon be no different from waste paper."
"Now we are almost in a state of economic collapse." Lian Zixin described the situation outside: "For the first time in my life, I have seen price increases on an hourly basis. This inflation is too terrifying. Have you not seen it?
, there are many people whose life savings have depreciated in just a few days to the point where they can no longer afford three meals a day. Almost everyone is trying their best to exchange for gold, but the bank has already
It is forbidden to exchange gold for gray masks. People on the road said that the government's treasury is almost empty now, and the printing factory is working overtime every day to print money, which leads to this situation."
Originally, Lian Zixin still found the survival competition very unbelievable. Everyone knew that there were evil spirits everywhere underground, so why would anyone take the initiative to go down there just to get a mask?
But now, he can understand. At this rate of price increase, in a few days, all his life savings will be completely turned into waste paper. Under such circumstances, he can only make a living by begging. People in slums,
The vast majority of people make a living by renting houses. When they can no longer pay the rent and have no way to work, they are destined to freeze to death this winter. Going underground to try to survive is the only hope.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
When Lian Zixin opened the door, there were people from the hotel standing outside.
"You two, if you are still unable to pay the room fee today, I have no choice but to ask you out. The room fee has now increased. From today on, it will cost 20,000 Mongra to stay for one day."
"Twenty thousand? One day?"
"This is just the current price, and it may go up by this afternoon. Do you know how much a bag of flour costs now? Twenty thousand mongla is already a reasonable price under the conditions of our hotel. If you can't pay,
Out, only a few people are invited to leave."
Lian Zixin glanced at the crumpled banknotes in his hand and said, "Let's...check out."
Walking outside, in this icy and snowy environment, the three of them realized that if they did not participate in this survival competition, they would have to rely on robbery to survive.
The remaining money can only be spent on food.
"The campaign is about to begin!"
Suddenly I heard someone shouting on the street.
"Vote for James! Then we can have a survival contest!"
“Go to the polls and vote!”
“Go vote!”
Looking at the bustling and half-clothed crowd around him, Lian Zixin suddenly remembered Liu Zongyuan's "The Story of the Snake Catcher" that he had studied in his student days.
"I finally understand the feelings of people who risk their lives to catch snakes in order to avoid exorbitant taxes!"
