It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

After getting a basic understanding of the base's regional divisions from Guo Wendong, Song Tang took the two little ones to the slums.

Firstly, he wanted to understand the living conditions of the lower-class people here, and secondly, he hoped that Tang Lin could experience firsthand how difficult it is for ordinary people to survive in the end times.

The power stored in his body is too strong, but he does not have the correct values, nor does he know what is right or wrong. Most of the time, he does things based on his mood.

It would probably take more than a day to teach him what is right and wrong. Song Tang could only let him watch and learn more.

I hope that one day, he can become a normal child.

The few of them soon arrived at the so-called slum area of ​​the base. The people here basically had no houses, and they all set up simple tents. The originally wide road became very narrow and could only be barely passable.

After the apocalypse, the temperature difference between day and night is huge, and sometimes it drops below 0 degrees at night. It is hard to imagine how they survive the cold nights.

There are obviously many houses near the outskirts, such as the community where Song Tang lives.

But because the risk there is too high, they would rather sleep on the streets than live there.

"You'll die in the end anyway, whether you freeze to death or get bitten to death by zombies. Why not choose to be more comfortable now?" Tang Lin didn't understand their choice.

Song Tang looked at the messy street from afar and sighed, "There is a saying that it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death! Moreover, humans are social animals, and it is very difficult to make them live alone. It's not that they don't want to live a good life, they just have no choice."

This was the first time that Song Tang faced the lives of the lowest class of people after the apocalypse, just like the great famine a thousand years ago.

At that time, exchanging children for food was a common thing. When there was really nothing to eat, Guanyin soil was a good thing.

Song Tang told them all this as a story as he walked into the street.

There are countless tents here, and most of the people sitting outside the tents are men, with only a few women who also look very fierce.

They were all skinny and sallow, and because they were too thin, their eyes were ridiculously large, making them look quite weird.

When someone steps in here, they immediately attract everyone's attention, for fear of missing out on a good deal.

I found out it was a woman, who came over with two children. I just took a quick look at her and didn't dare to look again.

They hurriedly pulled their stalls back, fearing that they would touch the nobleman's feet.

Anyone who can maintain such a clean appearance in the end times is someone who must not be messed with.

Especially the Yuanzhi base, otherwise we wouldn’t know how we died!

Song Tang had keen senses, so she naturally heard a lot of people talking in low voices. She also heard a few men sitting together outside a few tents in the distance, discussing them.

"You are so lucky to have someone to protect you even though you are this tall!"

The man next to him quickly poked him with his hand and said in panic, "Don't talk nonsense, maybe you have the ability."

"What abilities do women have? Look at the superpowers in the base, most of them are men, and there are a few women occasionally, and they are all ferocious and like female demons. So, even in the end of the world, men are still the masters of the world, and women should just obey."

The few people who were originally watching moved aside silently after hearing what he said.

These two lack tact, but they are not stupid!

Even the man who initially reminded him just sat nearby, staring at his own stall and no longer spoke to the man.

The man obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. He leaned over again and said lazily, "I don't know when this life will end. Before the end of the world, I was also a well-known figure..."

The man was still chattering when he suddenly heard the sound of a tent being lifted behind him. He quickly got up and ran over.

"Mr. Hu, how about my wife? She's pretty good, right?" The man nodded and bowed, like a pug.

Mr. Hu pursed his lips, showing dissatisfaction, "Your wife is too thin, and looks like a dead fish, she has no taste at all!"

"Hehe, next time you come, I will definitely ask her to work harder." The man rubbed his hands and looked at Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu looked at him with contempt. He had just heard clearly what the man had said with such brazenness.

This street is full of poor people who have no idea what the future holds. There are also many men who force their wives to engage in prostitution just to make a living.

But it's rare to find a man who is so shameless, who wants to be supported by a woman and looks down on her!

But what does this have to do with him? He still has to go on a mission tomorrow, and it's still unknown whether he can come back alive.

Thinking of this, Uncle Hu took out a steamed bun distributed by the base from his arms and deliberately threw it on the ground.

The man didn't care and pounced on it like a vicious dog to pick it up.

He took a vicious bite first, then licked his face and said, "Take care, Mr. Hu, and come often in the future!"

"Where's mine?" The woman behind the curtain poked her head out.

Her hair was like dead grass, her skin was dull and yellow, her eyes were numb as she looked at the man, and her lips were completely bloodless.

She was so thin that there was just a layer of skin covering her bones, but if you looked closely you could tell that she had a good figure and was pretty.

The man had already eaten most of the steamed bun without any hesitation, and then threw the last third or so out of the tent.

The woman didn't care. She picked it up and put it into her mouth in one bite, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it away.

She chewed this rare delicacy with great effort, and seemed to be able to smell the aroma of the grain inside.

This thing that other psychics find unpalatable and makes their throats sore, to her, is a delicacy that she can only see once in a long time.

It was also because Mr. Hu who came today knew many people with special powers, so he gave a steamed bun that only people with special powers could eat.

The woman was thinking as she ate, how did she end up like this?

She had completely swallowed the steamed bun. She held a gray towel in one hand to cover her key parts, and was reluctant to take it out of her mouth with the other hand.

He kept licking the little bit of taste on his fingers until the black fingers were licked so well that the true color of the skin could be seen.

She looked up inadvertently and met a pair of eyes about ten meters away from them. It was a young woman.

She has black, shiny and smooth hair, and her wheat-colored skin is healthy and shiny.

She had only seen such a clean woman before the apocalypse. After the apocalypse, even female superpowers could rarely stay so clean.

Because clean water is very expensive, sometimes more expensive than food! Even water-based psychics dare not waste water.

There is another part, which are canaries raised by people with special abilities. They will do their best to keep themselves clean and beautiful.

Looking at those clear eyes, she seemed to be able to see her disheveled and dirty self in those eyes.

A rare hint of shame appeared in her eyes. She hadn't felt this kind of shame for a long time, ever since her husband exchanged her for a loaf of bread.

She pulled the equally stained towel tightly, trying to cover herself completely.

She was entertaining customers here all day, and later she simply stopped wearing clothes since she would have to take them off soon anyway.

"Master Liu, you are here. Please come in."