Doomsday Fast Travel: Kill That Black Butterfly

Chapter 41 The pain of difficulty breathing (41)

Grade C No. 037 underground city, the place where the riots started.The manager's head had already shriveled and turned black due to exposure to the air, and several corpses hung like salted fish under the bright red sunset, threatening this lifeless territory.

Some people may subconsciously think that No. C 037 must be like a den of bandits in a play a century ago, or a place of villains in frightening legends, full of chaos and violence, and everyone uses numbness and Cruelty is his armor, just to survive in a world without tomorrow.

It is quite normal to have such a biased impression.The C-level city houses the proletarians before the catastrophe.This is different from the asylum in the second-tier city. The "proletarians" in the second-tier city have identity requirements.First of all, the most basic requirement for entering all dungeons must be met-three generations of relatives have no criminal records.Secondly, residents who apply for a second-tier city must live within the scope of the second-tier city before the catastrophe.Finally, you have to pay a considerable amount of settlement fees.

Cheng Die and Lan Long, who were the key care objects at the beginning, got a separate residence in the second-tier city after adding up their deposits and handing in their house and car. After entering the dungeon, the two still had to Assigned to different jobs, earn work points in exchange for food and water.

In other words, two qualifications to live in the underground city are almost enough to build half a small underground shelter.

Those who are unable to apply for the qualifications of residents of second-tier cities can only turn their attention to the slightly remote third-tier cities.The application for occupancy in a Class C city is very simple, and there is only one condition: the three generations of relatives have no criminal records.

Of course, if you can also pay some resettlement fees, that would be even better.They will arrange for these winking people to choose the accommodation first.

Later, some administrators could not bear to see the crowds hovering in front of the gate of the dungeon all day long. With their acquiescence, they even relaxed this rule—as long as they have no criminal record. .

These tolerant Class C cities eventually accommodated a population that exceeded the original design, and it was extremely difficult to manage.The number of newborns in Grade A cities and Grade B cities remained at a very low level, but the number of newborns in Grade C cities experienced a sharp increase one year after the "City Closure Act" was passed, and the hospital could not afford so many pregnant women and children. For the care of newborns, we can only issue some anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers, so that the mothers can go back and forth with their babies.

The population is increasing, but the average age is decreasing.This disturbing phenomenon reached its peak during the outbreak of albinism.The residents of the second-tier city knew that it was caused by a genetic mutation, and they would not cause too much panic to the sick. The people of the third-tier city would not buy it.What they saw in their eyes was that the skin of the people around them began to turn white and became bumpy, and then they went crazy and wanted to "eat people".Theories such as plague and zombies are more convincing than genetic mutations among them.

In order to comply with public opinion, a C-level city with a huge population pressure like 037 took the lead in driving the sick to the ground.But after a period of observation, they were surprised to find that a few sick people did not die on the surface, but walked all the way back to the isolation area in front of the city gate.According to the results of their autopsies, their gene mutations have stagnated or even reversed to varying degrees.

This result surprised the scientists in the first-tier city, but they needed more data and samples before they could finally determine the source of this genetic variation.

The people's fear of death deepened day by day. Finally, during the fourth "cleaning", several sick people suddenly jumped up, grabbed the guns of the guards desperately, tore off the identity chips in their bodies, and led the deported residents. Pretending to be normal, he returned to the dungeon.

This is not a temporary intention, but premeditated.The patients firmly believe that their disease is not contagious, and as long as they can endure the pain of the disease and not be driven crazy by the scorching anxiety, they can have a clearer understanding of everything around them—just like Calcined lime turned into glass, hot and bright.

It was at that time that Cheng Die and Lan Long entered the range of Bing 037 City.

"I'll be back in about a month." Lan Long breathed a sigh of relief and stroked Mi Bao's head.This timid big dog has lost weight after this journey, but he has also become much stronger.

"Yes." Cheng Die, who was driving, straightened his back and relaxed a little.

"Tell me, what does our shelter look like now?"

Cheng Die thought for a while: "Maybe it has expanded too much."

"I really want to take off the protective clothing and have a good sleep."

"Go forward and cross the C-level city area, maybe you can meet the rebellious branch."

"I'm still looking forward to it. One day when we were driving, we suddenly saw a plantation." Lan Long said with a smile.

"I really hope that in my lifetime, I can see the surface of the earth turn green again. But this is probably just a wish."

"Perhaps. Wait for our discovery this time! Stop!"

While the two were chatting, Lan Long noticed with sharp eyes that there seemed to be a person crawling towards them not far from the side of the road. He seemed to be an ordinary dungeon resident.

Cheng Die also saw that person in the rearview mirror, she felt very strange, how could there be residents of the dungeon here?

Lan Long got out of the car with the oxygen bottle and brought the man up.

"Thank you." The man said weakly with a pale face.

"Which city are you a resident of? Why are you on the side of the road?"

"Level C, 037" the man took a breath, and continued, "Today is the cleaning day, can you, good people, do it to the end and send me to the quarantine area?"

The two looked at each other and asked, "What cleaning day?"

The man was surprised that the two people's information was lagging behind, so he ate a little, and then told them what was happening in the C-level city.

The blue dragon was so angry that her wounds were itching, but the man still begged them to send her back.

"This time, if I survive, I won't have to suffer in the future." She said with relief, "I can go to the first-tier city."

Hearing her words, Blue Dragon had no choice but to give her some extra food and water, and silently sent her back to the gate of 037.

"Thank you! I'll return this to you." The man took off the oxygen cylinder, put it on the car, and said, "You have to go back no matter how you got out. You are really good people, and there will be good people."

Before she finished speaking, several blood holes suddenly appeared on her chest, which were so red that it hurt Blue Dragon's eyes.

Bang bang bang. A rain of bullets hit the isolation vehicle, Cheng Die had to start the car to leave immediately, but the tire was blown by stray bullets.After barely driving the car to a safe place and parking it, the two stayed in the car for a while before getting out of the car to change the tire.

As soon as the car door was opened, a group of beggar-like people with different styles surrounded them. The leader was about the height of Blue Dragon, watching them quietly.Blue Dragon pointed his gun at them vigilantly, but saw two fifteen or sixteen-year-old children pushing a tire, separated from the crowd, and placed them in front of them.

"We saw it," said the leader. "You helped her."

"This is our gift."

(End of this chapter)