My city has become the last pure land in the global apocalypse

The atmosphere on the ground floor is becoming more depressing day by day.

There has been no news since the last announcement. Some people can no longer hold back and continue to work, but many jobs do not recruit people at the bottom.

In the past, you could go to the middle and upper classes to clean houses, wash toilets, etc. Not only was the job easy, but if you were diligent and cleaned well, people might just throw some food to them when they were happy.

The upper levels are now very tightly guarded.

They can only go to the mines to find some part-time jobs and pay according to the amount of mine. Although it is hard work, they still have income.

Many of them were making trouble, clamoring to go to the superiors to ask what was going on.

But before they could even say a few words, they saw the patrol members attacking them fiercely with electric batons. They had no place to run and were beaten half to death on the spot.

Their eyes were cold, as if they were just beating up a group of rats rather than a group of living people.

The beaten man only felt his eyes were wet, and liquid was flowing down from his head. Under the dim yellow light of the passage, all the figures he saw were covered with a layer of red shadow.

The man standing in front of him was wearing a pair of clean military trousers with good-looking fabric. He was wearing a pair of brand-new black leather shoes, the uppers of which were so shiny that they reflected light.

He raised his head slightly and could only see a silver badge on the other person's chest.

The badge glowed coldly.

I could vaguely see the compassionate angel.

There used to be a lot of troublemakers at the bottom, but those patrols would only come and scold them, or hold electric batons against them. Under the pressure of authority, the troublemakers could only apologize.

Only those with more serious circumstances will be beaten.

But now, they just stood in the corridor and yelled a few words, and the patrolling people who passed by heard this and beat them to death with electric batons without saying a word.

They seemed to be venting the boundless anger in their hearts. Their eyes were cold and cruel, and the smiles in their eyes were bottomless.

Until the person lying on the ground stopped moving.

They stopped, lifted their belts, twisted their sore wrists, returned to their usual indifferent appearance, and lined up neatly to continue patrolling.

The people hiding in the room did not dare to come out when they heard the screams outside.

It wasn't until there was no sound outside that someone tremblingly opened the door after a long time.

Blood everywhere.

There were also those corpses that made no sound and no longer moved.

Obviously a moment ago, everyone was squatting in the corridor and worrying about how they would live in the future, but now they have lost their voices and can only lie on the cold and wet floor.

Shen Yi and the others accelerated all the way, knocking down all the guards or patrols they encountered.

The highest among this group of people is only around level 7, and knocking them unconscious is only a matter of seconds.

A patrol team in area D on the 13th floor was walking lazily, and many people were yawning.

Recently, their leader has been forced to go back and recite some sutras. They have to get up before 5 a.m. every morning to gather in the conference hall. Then they have to pray and drink a bowl of plain water with a bitter taste.

They belong to the team of outsiders. The patrol team of outsiders is easy to enter and has high personnel mobility. As long as the fourth-level and above superpowers are stuffed with food and drinks, it will be fine. So once someone stuffs more stuff than you Many, it is possible that your boss will tell you after get off work today that you don’t need to come tomorrow.

Although the work score is average, he can barely support his family. The most important thing is that he is relaxed. He walks back and forth several times on a fixed route every day, and he can still rely on his status to show off his power.

They haven't slept well in the past few days. One of them got up more than two minutes earlier in the morning than before. The other is that for some reason, they always feel lazy recently. In the past, they didn't feel sore in their legs even after walking five or six times. Now they can walk for two minutes. The soles of my feet were so sore, and my legs were shaking even more.

The energy and spirit also became more depressed.

The dark circles under the eyes are getting heavier day by day, and the eyes are even more bloodshot and oozing.

"I'm so sleepy!" The team leader who was walking at the front couldn't bear it any more, so he directly found an unpassed staircase and leaned on it.

Upon seeing this, his teammates who were following him also found a relatively clean step to lean on.

"Yes, I always feel unmotivated, sleepy and tired, and feel groggy all over."

As soon as a person lies down, he soon feels that his eyelids cannot be opened.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt very dizzy, and I was so sleepy that I didn't even want to talk.

Hearing that his teammates who had just responded to him suddenly became silent, the leading captain sat up on the steps. Looking back, he saw that his teammates had taken off their hats and used them as pillows, and some of them were already snoring softly. Voice.

That's it.

Squint for a while.

The inspector probably won't show up here.

They haven't encountered him once on patrol in the past few days. They can't be so unlucky that they bumped into him just on their way out today.

He took off his hat and rested it on his head like his teammates. Not to mention, it was quite comfortable. The clothes he was wearing were thick, so he didn't feel uncomfortable lying on the steps.

He closed his eyes and was about to take a nap.

But suddenly I felt a soreness in my neck, and then fell into a deep sleep.

"Towed away."

If someone suddenly passes by at this moment, they can see these patrol members being lifted up in the air by unknown objects.

The prison where prisoners were held in the mine last time was quite useful.

Shen Yi and the others directly cleared out a few rooms next to the mine, and all the knocked-out superpowers were imprisoned inside.

There may be family members of the evacuees among this group of people with superpowers. As for whether they committed crimes during their lifetime...

It’s okay, we’ll find out when we get to the Kyushu base.

Gu Yan found something good in the upgraded list.

With the expansion of the current map, more and more people will be rescued in the future, of course, provided that they can hold on until the arrival of the Kyushu base rescue team.

There is a mixed bag of rescued people, and it is a huge and impractical task to identify each one as a good person or a criminal.

This is a recognition plug-in for brain memory search. It is a high-dimensional future technology product. In current terms, it can be regarded as a spiritual super power.

It can automatically search the bound person's past memories, search for the pictures that exist in his memory without the other party knowing it, extract the pictures of his crimes and combine them statistically.

After she spent 800 million points, it was automatically installed in the resident identification mark.

But now when Gu Yan opens the base resident identity information list, there are symbols of different colors and degrees behind the name information column.

As for the standard of crime, it is not Gu Yu's decision.

Instead, this plug-in will search for the laws and regulations that exist in the local civilization, and it will automatically include tens of millions of cases as examples, which will be judged by the standards of the system.