This is anti-theft. I have almost finished writing the text. Today, everyone does not need to be Ye Xiaoqian. Give me another five minutes. Everyone will be reincarnated together tonight (no
Perhaps the expression on Lin Sanjiu's face was too strong, so the slit girl named Changzu let out a faint sigh - the breath coming out of her mouth made her mask bulge.
"Why..." Lin Sanjiu stuttered, and it took him a long time to find a question: "As a fallen species, why do you work in a food store? Wait, it's a part-time job, right?"
The slit girl looked at her with eyes that were no different from those of ordinary people. "Degenerates have to live," it said disapprovingly. "This shop provides me with room and board so that I can vent my desires."
Opportunities, the boss is often absent; compared to other fallen species, my job is already very good."
"Cathartic desire?"
It raised a gloved hand - Lin Sanjiu tensed up his muscles reflexively - and made a few swishing gestures in the air like cutting. It moved so fast that the palm of its hand became blurry and invisible.
Qing's shadow: "We slit girls - oh, there are also men, like to slice off the skin and muscles of living people... I can slice out dozens of 0.1 mm epidermal layers, as thin as snow. If there are children
Even better, that kind of scream is very satisfying. That’s why the boss introduced this kind of slice... What did you say? Oh no, if it’s human flesh, I won’t eat it even after it’s sliced.”
It tilted its head and thought about it. At this moment, Lin Sanjiu almost doubted whether she was having a ridiculous dream - she was standing on a busy street with people coming and going, and the orange lights were shining on her.
With his shoulders full, facing a box of hot fried milk buns, he was listening to a degenerate talk about how he licked children.
Dreams don't get any more bizarre than this.
"It is precisely because we are vegetarians that we are left to work by you evolved humans." When the cracked girl said this, she waved her hand very frankly: "We, the fallen species, do not like you evolved humans at all.
It’s all forced by life.”
Now, Lin Sanjiu couldn't even find a single question. It wasn't that she didn't have anything to ask, it was that she had too many questions.
After a while, she murmured: "But...how can anyone trust a fallen species?"
"Don't be so surprised," Changzu pointed in the direction behind Lin Sanjiu, "If you're worried, just go to the building over there and you'll find out. Come back after you decide, I'll only accept you as a human guide
Half the service fee. But," it didn't forget to put away the carton, "I'll keep the milk bag first."
The direction that the cracked woman pointed was a white two-story building. It had a smooth and smooth appearance, but compared with other buildings, it was not that surprising. Lin Sanjiu lined up on the porch for a while until she finished her purchase.
After getting a ticket, I realized what kind of building I was about to enter - "Reconstructing Life - Biluo Huangquan 70 Years Review Museum".
The tour order of this museum started seventy years ago, when Biluo Huangquan just ushered in its end; it is divided into "Virus and Prevention", "Dangerous Copies", "Legacy Technology", "Ruins Reconstruction"
"Wait for the exhibition area. She didn't understand why Changde asked her to come to the museum at first. It wasn't until she walked into the second to last exhibition area that she stopped in surprise.
"The History of Man and the Fallen Species", this line is engraved on a long vertical sign; a human evolver is standing at the door and yawning, with a work sign hanging around her neck that reads "Paid Docent".
However, the red crystal Lin Sanjiu handed over did not inspire her professionalism.
"What you are seeing now are some of the more typical and common fallen species at the beginning of the apocalypse." What's interesting is that as soon as the girl started walking, the two of them were followed by several evolvers who had not paid the explanation fee. "...
…After the evolvers controlled the viruses in Biluo Huangquan, the two most dangerous ones have been completely eradicated. You see, these are their specimens.”
In a glass cabinet filled with bright light, two brown bodies that looked almost human but not human were immersed in the light; one of them was obviously a woman, because the sexual organs on its body had swollen to a shocking and nauseating level.
The other body was huge. Even though there was only a layer of dry skin covering the skeleton, it was still like a hill. On its deformed stapler-shaped head, the two small dark eye holes made Lin Sanjiu...
Reminds me of the Komodo dragon I saw in the zoo before.
"After long-term observation, comparison and analysis, we have retained two types of fallen species. These two types of fallen species have proven to be very useful to us over the past few decades." The narrator yawned again and turned around.
I glared at the few tourists who were listening to the explanation for free.
In the next glass cabinet, Lin Sanjiu saw a long-haired mummy. The arm bones were as thin as razor blades, and a piece of folded webbed flesh was connected to the body. Its mouth was half open, and it was huge.
The tear looked as if it was about to split the head in two.
"Slit Girl," the narrator knocked on the glass cabinet. "It has a gentle temperament, low abilities, and is a vegetarian. So many people like to keep one as it has a wide range of uses."
A three-minute walk away from this mummy, there is a living counterpart of it; perhaps Chang Zhang once wore a mask, paid for a ticket, and came in to visit its unfortunate predecessor. Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel...
Somewhat complicated.
What would Changzu think when he saw the mummy?
"Vegetarian, does it only eat fruits and vegetables?" A man who was explaining the explanation asked, "That's so valuable, but I can't even eat it!"
"No," the commentator glanced at Lin Sanjiu and replied: "Vegetarian means that they live by sucking human screams, fear, adrenaline and other things."
"Where can I find it?" She frowned.
"There are as many as you want. There is a group that specializes in collecting this in the apocalyptic world... Oh, there is a 'fright house' owned by them in the black market. The gas secreted by the tourists there and the screams they make will be destroyed.
Save it and sell it to the owner of the cracked girl." The round-faced girl also suggested: "You can also try it, it's quite interesting and the tickets are not expensive."
"Why do you need fallen species to work? What can they do?" she asked.
"Everyone is an evolver," the narrator girl suddenly sighed, "If it weren't for the real lack of money, who would be willing to work like an idiot? Especially the dirty work, no one would do it.
For example, the cleaning of the black market, the cleaning, garbage collection, transportation, and burning of each street...it would take at least five adults a whole night. But if it were a degenerate species, only one would be placed on each street.
That’s enough, you don’t have to give them rest time, and you don’t have to worry about them getting sick, as long as they won’t die anyway.”
Lin Sanjiu stopped talking.
The other is a male fallen species. The corpse looks no different from humans. It is said that its biggest difference during life - a layer of yellow gas under the skin - has dissipated with death.
"Although you use red crystals, have you ever thought about who drilled hundreds of meters under the crater, dug out the red crystals, and polished them into different sizes?" the commentator asked as if she was reciting words. It seems that he has been waiting for work and couldn't stop looking at his watch. "It's this type of degenerate species. Every 14 months in Biluohuangquan, we have to send a batch of miner's degenerate species to Red Nautilus at the cost of 4,000 points of their work results. one."
"Aren't you afraid of the fallen species' resistance?"
"Next, you can see our control methods for the research and development of fallen species." The narrator girl led an increasingly larger group of people into a small hall. In this small hall, Lin Sanjiu immediately saw There are dozens of props for confinement, control, and restraint - from electric shock collars, remote control chips, to Pavlov's dog neuron; the transparent exhibition boxes arranged one after another can make the most free person produce the most uneasy feeling. worries.
"Many of them are products of Biluo Academy," the female commentator was unmoved. She had obviously been used to it for a long time: "In addition to tangible things, there are also many techniques for domestication and training. We ensure that every one is released to work. All fallen species understand this truth: Human beings are the God who guarantees their lives, and obeying our orders is the best way for them to survive."
When the tour was about to end, she led everyone to the next exhibition area. Standing at the door, the round-faced girl continued to recite: "However, our world is facing an increasingly urgent problem. In the past seventy years, the fallen species have Gradually dying due to various reasons, the stock is now only 15% of what it was back then. Our demand has increased by half, but we cannot effectively replenish it because the apocalypse is over. In the future, how will we solve the manpower problem? It is still a question of no The answer to the question.”
After walking out of the museum, Lin Sanjiu walked towards the narrow shop squeezed between the floors.
As the night deepens, the number of pedestrians on the street finally becomes sparse. An orange-yellow light bulb hangs above the iron plate, making it look empty and a bit desolate. Chang Zhang still has not closed the shop, wearing a mask, sitting boredly at the window Finally, it didn't see Lin Sanjiu at first and just looked at the night sky in a daze. When her shadow suddenly covered the iron plate, the cracked girl was startled and jumped up immediately.
It didn't speak, but looked straight at Lin Sanjiu, waiting for her to speak first.
Lin Sanjiu lowered her head and looked at the iron plate - it had been cleaned and shone with a smooth metallic light. She suddenly thought that Changzhuo was using its boss's fried milk buns as gifts in an attempt to get it a private job. , this is probably also a kind of corruption.
"What do you use to save your personal money?" After a while, she asked abruptly.
"Find someone." Changzuo answered briefly and then said nothing.
"who?"
The cracked woman glanced at her: "What does it matter? Do you hire me?"
The two looked at each other for a while, and then Lin Sanjiu spoke.
"You degenerates don't have the concept of 'goodness' in your mind at all, do you?"
"Do you need me to do good to you?" Changzu asked.
She thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed, pointed to the carton next to the iron plate and said, "Give me the fried milk buns. I'll have a taste."
The long-footed hand slowly stretched out its hand. The bulging sleeves should be stuffed with its webbed feet. It took the carton and handed it to her under the orange light bulb.
The small breasts are already a little cold, like a night when there are fewer people around.