i'm not weird

Chapter 137 Gold Belt

Thunderstorm night.

Gu Qingjiu knocked on an ordinary house in a rural town located in the far west of the Vatican.

The owner of the private house doesn't even need to look, they all know that she doesn't have much money.

Houses made of yellow soil may collapse in a heavy rain.

Gu Qingjiu had only seen this kind of house in books, and that book introduced the process from tribe to country in detail.

'Crackling...'

The harsh wooden door was slowly opened.

A thin old man wearing a brown hooded cloak opened the wooden door from the private house, her eyes were cloudy and white.

"It's so late, who is it?" The old man's voice was very low. If it wasn't for Gu Qingjiu's sensitive ears, no one would have heard her voice on this thunderstorm night.

"Hi old man, I am a traveler from Tianhua Empire, may I stay here for one night?" Gu Qingjiu said loudly.

'Boom! '

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky.

"Oh~ so it's a visitor from the Tianhua Empire, really a rare visitor, welcome! Don't dislike Laoshen's dilapidated loess house." The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Qingjiu's hand with a smile, and took it inside.

This loess house is really not big. Compared with the commercial housing with three bedrooms, three halls and three bathrooms per capita in the capital of the Holy See, this loess house only has one bedroom and one living room.

'Da da da da da...'

The rain hit the roof of the loess house, and the thatched roof absorbed most of the rain sound.

"Traveler from Tianhua Empire, wait a minute, I'll make you a pot of hot tea right now."

The old man seemed very happy. She carried the kettle from the living room to her bedroom.

Gu Qingjiu stood in this loess house, looking at the surrounding walls made of yellow bricks and mud, he always felt that this kind of wall would collapse soon in this thunderstorm night.

There is nothing in this living room, just a table and a chair.

One of the legs of the table was broken, but it was tightly bound by the branches.

The chair wobbled a little, even though it looked perfect.

There are some leftovers on the table, which are not frozen in the refrigerator. On a thunderstorm night, there are still flies flying on the leftovers.

Gu Qingjiu smelled the smell of the leftovers with his nose, and as he expected, the leftovers were already slightly rotten.

Only then did Gu Qingjiu understand how big the gap between the rich and the poor in a country can be.

The rich hold 90.00% of the wealth of the country, while the rest share [-]% of the wealth equally.

Then there are some people who don't steal or grab, are hardworking and simple, but they can only be trapped in the mountains without even a refrigerator to store food.

"Ah, ah, passengers from the Tianhua Empire, this is the hot water that I just boiled. There is such a heavy thunderstorm outside, why don't you take a sip of hot water to warm yourself first." The old man came out of the bedroom. The handle, those hands look like only skin and bones.

"You're welcome, old man." Gu Qingjiu took the kettle from the old man's hand. The sudden heat made him let it go for a while, so he quickly put the kettle on the table with a broken corner.

The old man chuckled. She picked up the chipped bowl on the table and filled it with hot water.

"From your voice, it should be a young man." The old man handed the chipped bowl to Gu Qingjiu.

"Yes, old man." Gu Qingjiu took the bowl, and there was an extra bowl with a gap, and there was not much water that could be poured, let alone some water spilled on the ground.

Gu Qingjiu drank it in one sip, and then put the bowl on the table.

"What's your name?" The old man sat on the wooden chair. The swaying wooden chair made Gu Qingjiu a little worried.

"My name is Gu Qingjiu." Gu Qingjiu replied, and he quickly supported the back of the wooden chair under the old man's buttocks.

"Gu Qingjiu...what a name! Qingjiu, Qingjiu..." the old man chuckled.

"It's just a pity, I don't have anything here to entertain Qingjiu, I'm really sorry." The old man said with a smile, she raised her head and looked at Gu Qingjiu.

The cloudy eyes could barely see Gu Qingjiu's face clearly, the old man stretched out his hand and gently touched Gu Qingjiu's face, two lines of muddy tears rolled down his cheeks.

"No need, old man." Gu Qingjiu grabbed the old man's hand, and the rough feeling rubbed against his palm all the time, he said, "That's all, that's enough."

The system and social order of the Holy See State are too backward.

There is no inverse relationship between the rich and the poor.

The wealth of the Holy See State is all concentrated in the theocracy, and the biggest capital is the Pope, the master of this country!
But how could the pope spread his wealth away because of those poor people? Of course he wanted to hold the powerful in his hands tightly.

The Holy See is also the only country among the four major countries that does not have universal basic education.

Basic education is tightly held in the hands of the Pope and other senior priests of the Holy See. They are the people who are qualified to study basic education in this country. As for those poor people... in their eyes, I am afraid that they are just cattle and sheep that are slaughtered at will. .

After all, human life is worthless!
But having said that, the officials of the Holy See State are really powerful. They make the appearance of the Holy See State glamorous and magnificent, so that the tourists will not see any bad things about this country.

Even officials from other countries who come to this country for diplomacy cannot see the withered grass and graves scattered in the countryside.

The thunderstorm gradually stopped, and a ray of light shone into the loess house.

It was a miracle that this loess house was not destroyed during the thunderstorm night.

"So it's already morning." The old man seemed to feel the light, she wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and said with a smile.

Gu Qingjiu sighed slightly, and he let go of the old man's hand.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingjiu became even more disgusted with the country of the Holy See.

Freedom that breaks through the shackles of thought is true freedom.

Gu Qingjiu always felt that this sentence was correct.

But now, the Vatican has not only blocked the room for advancement of the people at the bottom, but also blocked the wisdom of the people at the bottom. That's why the top leaders of this country can rest easy.

"My crops!"

"Woooooo... my crops!"

"What will my son do in the future! We don't even have anyone to eat!"

There were sounds of sobbing and crying outside the loess house, including men and women.

The old man wanted to get up, Gu Qingjiu lightly pressed the old man's body, and he said: "It's okay, old man, I'll just go out and have a look, you should take a good rest."

After Gu Qingjiu finished speaking, he left the loess room after the old man nodded.

It was indeed morning, and Ying Lei Tianzun was still standing outside this loess room, looking like a soulless clay figure.

The men and women living in the other loess houses all knelt in front of the crops that had been blown by the wind and rain during the thunderstorm night.

The man was crying, because he was the pillar of the family, he had the greatest strength, and he also planted the most crops. But after a thunderstorm tonight, all these crops were crumbling.

The woman was crying because her sons might not even be able to eat after this thunderstorm night.

The Holy See State has heavy taxes, which is also caused by the Holy See State's national system.

All the people at the bottom are blood-sucking tools for the clergy of the middle and upper classes.

They set extremely high taxes, so that the food reserved by the people at the bottom is only enough to feed a family of three.

Even after a natural disaster, the taxes of these low-level people have to be paid.

The middle and high-level clergy don't care whether you have crops or not, they just need to collect taxes according to the law.

If the taxes cannot be paid, the clergy who come to collect the taxes will confiscate all the property of the bottom people in accordance with the laws of the Holy See, including the loess houses.

There is no sympathy to talk about. After all, the people at the bottom of the Holy See are not human beings. Only the middle and high-level clergy can be regarded as human beings.

"Xiao Hei." Gu Qingjiu looked at the low-level people kneeling in front of the crumbling crops expressionlessly, and shouted in a deep voice.

This time, Gu Qingjiu understood what 'cyberpunk' is.

The extreme division between the top and the bottom, the surge in the crime rate at the bottom, is an extremely dystopian society.

The Holy See perfectly demonstrates what it will be like if a backward system and social system has a high degree of grasp of technology in the information age.

[A Gu! 】

The screen of the watch on Gu Qingjiu's left hand lit up. Xiao Hei didn't have the emoji this time, so she could tell that Gu Qingjiu was in a bad mood.

"Help me find out if there are any rebels in the Vatican." Gu Qingjiu said in a deep voice. He looked at the people at the bottom who regarded the crops as their life-saving straw, and for some reason... felt a little heartbroken.

【yes!Gu! 】

Xiao Hei agreed directly.

The watch screen lit up like never before, and Xiao Hei mobilized Allen and her resources to start invading the human technology in this world.

Gu Qingjiu stood where he was, with his fingers crossed and clenched, hanging in front of him.

Although Xiao Hei has many bad habits, once he gets down to business, he is still reliable.

"The Vatican...the Vatican...what a Vatican!" Gu Qingjiu muttered, his eyes gradually sharpened, "The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, but people can be viewed as slaves...I think that at any time, Under such circumstances, the joys and sorrows of human beings are the same!"

"How do you say that sentence... Human desires are like rolling stones on a high mountain. Once you start, you can't stop!"

"Then let me be the first person to pull the desire of the high-level clergy of the Holy See into the abyss!"

"Destroying the Vatican and bringing it back to life, this does not conflict with my plan to kill Bian Zhimin..."

After Gu Qingjiu determined his goals and objectives, he released his hands.

[A Gu!found it!The Vatican does have a rebel army! 】

Xiao Hei's voice also sounded at this time, and she was also a little excited.

"I understand." Gu Qingjiu nodded and smiled, "Why do simple people have to live worse than evil people? Is it because there are no corpses in the gold belt of murder and arson, and there are no corpses in repairing bridges and roads?"

(End of this chapter)