I'm a god in the infinite game

Bai Liu pushed open the dilapidated gate of the security room and walked into the cemetery.

The cemetery is an ordinary cemetery scene, with rows of marble tombstones and a pedestal about 1*2 meters wide in front. The date of birth, date of death and cause of death of the deceased is written on the pedestal.

Mu Ke glanced around these pedestals, staring fixedly, as if collecting information on these pedestals for comprehensive analysis, he raised his head and looked at Bai Liu: "More than 80.00% of the people here died before the age of 60, and the average life expectancy is only Around 52 years old, the cause of death is generally a variety of organ diseases, and work-related injuries caused by the harsh environment.”

"Not only that." Liu Jiayi stopped in front of a tombstone, "The later the date of birth, the earlier the date of death."

She calmly said: "Their average life expectancy is still shortening, and the number of sudden deaths among the causes of death has also increased."

Mu Ke followed Liu Jiayi's line of sight and saw a woman who died suddenly in front of a computer chair at the age of 32: "From the data of the tombstone here, the average age of death for women in Sunshine City has dropped to about 30 years old recently. Men drop to around 35."

"It happens to be men and women who have just passed the best reproductive age." Mu Ke looked at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu walked forward with indifferent eyes: "As soon as she can't bear children, she dies suddenly. The real estate developers here in Sunshine City are obviously regulating the average life expectancy of everyone, so that they can work with high energy for a lifetime, and their productivity will drop after giving birth. age."

"This maximizes the value extracted from everyone."

Mu Sicheng looked around, lowered his head to search for vegetation, and looked up at Bai Liu with a frown: "There are all normal tombstones here. I didn't see the entrance to the [-]-story underground cemetery building, and I didn't see the floor number either."

Tang Erda looked down at the real estate in his hand: "The number is unit 0812."

Bai Liu stopped, and he looked up at the tombstone: "No. 12 in the eighth row, it should be this."

Tang Erda looked at the place where Bai Liu stopped, his eyes paused.

There was only one tombstone there, and the surrounding area was bare, without any other buildings. If Bai Liu said that this was the cemetery building, then there was only one possibility.

"Open the base." Bai Liu ordered calmly, "The entrance is inside the tomb."

Mu Sicheng asked back in astonishment: "Inside the tomb? That means our floor is already the first floor of the cemetery?"

"But if the first floor is the entrance, you have to open it to enter..." Mu Sicheng looked at the young man who died at the age of 26 on the tombstone, "Then where are the tombs of these people?"

Tang Erda also frowned: "These people died too early, they don't look like rich people who can afford the first layer of tombs."

Bai Liu calmly looked at the photo of the young man on the tombstone: "This is not the first floor."

"According to the normal building structure, the tomb here should be called the basement or the garage, which is the cheapest location in the whole building."

"So the people buried here should be low-level citizens of Sunshine City who can't even afford an 18-story cemetery."

The thick corpse of the base stood up under the hands of Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng. When the base was turned over to see the situation inside, Mu Sicheng couldn't hold back and took the lead to take a breath of air. , Even Mu Ke and Tang Erda changed their faces.

After lifting the pedestal, there is a dark staircase that is so narrow that only one person can pass. This is not a shocking scene. What is shocking is that there is actually a transparent plastic coffin on the raised pedestal , There is actually a living person curled up in the coffin!

This young boy, who seems to be only in his teens, hugs his shoulders, shrinks in a coffin that is only two-thirds of his body in a posture that seems to be in a womb, hugs his body tightly, breathes slightly, and breathes the mist A circle of mist was reflected on the side of the coffin, and his expression was tense and painful, as if he was about to die from suffocation.

Tang Erda immediately lifted the lid of the coffin, pulled the boy out of the coffin, and patted his face hard: "Wake up!"

The boy coughed twice, woke up in a daze, saw someone in front of him, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Are you new residents of the 0812 cemetery building? Sorry, I fell asleep just now, and now I get up Let you in."

Mu Sicheng reacted for a while, and then he looked at the boy who got up naturally to make way for them in disbelief: "Did you just... sleep here?"

The boy didn't seem to find anything strange, and nodded: "Yes, this is my home, and I sleep here at night."

Mu Ke looked at the transparent coffin less than 1.5 square meters with an indescribable gaze, the "home" in the boy's mouth.

"If you are a resident on the ground floor of this cemetery." Liu Jiayi stared at him and asked, "Then who is the person who died at the age of 26 on the tombstone outside?"

The boy scratched his head: "That's me, but I'm not dead yet."

Mu Sicheng looked up at the posthumous photo on the tombstone, checked the boy's face repeatedly, and finally nodded affirmatively: "That's right, although the photo is a bit blurry, it should be a person."

Bai Liu stared at the boy calmly, and asked softly, "You only look like a teenager, why did you set up a tombstone for yourself at the age of 26?"

"I'm 17 years old." The boy explained, "When I started working at the age of 16, when I took out a loan to buy a cemetery house here in the cemetery in District E, the agent developer said that he could send me a tombstone. I thought to myself that I don't want to have children. I don’t have any other wishes, so I can die at about 26 years old, so I told the agency developer to write the death date on the tombstone until 26 years old.”

"That's how this tombstone came about." The boy didn't feel that he was saying anything strange at all, and smiled at Bai Liu and the others.

Tang Erda's mood was extremely complicated: "You are only 17 years old, where are your parents?"

"They're all dead." The boy said in a natural tone, "What are they doing on the real estate construction site? They usually die early, and not long after they died, the house we bought with a loan was repossessed within 20 years. "

"Although the house is gone, part of the house's money has not been paid off. I still have to repay the loan for more than ten years, so I can't save much money, so I can only buy a cemetery house."

Mu Ke's eyes moved down, and he saw the boy's blood-stained hands, which are typical hands dragging ropes and doing heavy physical work on the construction site, he paused, and asked: "Then where are you working now? "

"A new real estate in District C. It just opened and is recruiting people. I was lucky enough to go in. The salary is not bad. I have made a lot of money recently."

After finishing speaking in a good mood, the boy consciously climbed into the coffin and curled up into a ball, raised his head, smiled and waved to Bai Liu and the others in a friendly manner: "I have to go to work tomorrow, you guys go in and rest, this building is not safe at night .”

The attitude was as normal as if he wasn't in a cemetery, but in an ordinary apartment, saying hello to the new neighbor who just moved in next door.

"I'm going to rest too." The boy yawned and lay in the coffin. He pressed a button next to him, and the base stood up and closed like an elevator door that opened and closed automatically.

A group of people walked silently in the dark corridor, and the rancid smell in the air became stronger.

"That child is only 17 years old and not yet an adult." Tang Erda said abruptly, his voice was a little hoarse, "What kind of place can a 17-year-old child accept everything and lie on his 26-year-old child? sleep in his tomb."

Bai Liu's voice was calm: "There should be no concept of adulthood here. The standard they use to distinguish people is whether they have the ability to work, so it seems that the basic age is 16."

Tang Erda fell silent again.

The footsteps of five people came down, and when they reached the first floor, a faint blue corridor light came on. Through this light, they could see five households on the first floor of the narrow and narrow cemetery building. The design of each doorway is not the kind of door that opens, but the kind of narrow, push-in door with rusty iron chains hanging from the bolt.

Each household is arranged from top to bottom, with three sliding doors, narrow layout, strong dark blue lights, rotten smell, and dense sliding doors. Looking at it this way, this place looks like a——

Mu Ke said softly: "This is more like an incinerator than a cemetery."

As everyone stopped to observe the environment, the sound of footsteps stopped, and the corridor light went out again.

There were a few rattling sounds in the darkness, the muffled sound of the sliding door being pushed from the inside, the metal chains swaying and colliding back and forth, the sound of rubbing clothes and the sticking and tearing of flesh, and the rancid smell in the air suddenly changed. It is much sour and thick.

Bai Liu calmly took out a long whip from behind, and threw it on the ground with a crisp "snap".

The voice-activated lights in the corridor light up again with the sound.

Under the dim and flickering blue light, the sliding doors of all the portals were pushed open, and on each sliding door sat a person leaning forward, wearing tattered and greasy clothes, with messy hair, hanging his head, with his arms resting on his shoulders. A motionless person on straight feet.

There were flies buzzing back and forth around them, and pus-yellow liquid dripped from the edge of the push-lag, forming small puddles on the ground, from which the sour smell wafted.

The metal chain hanging from the deadbolt dangled back and forth, casting uneasy shadows on the ground.

Everyone took out their skill weapons and leaned against Bai Liu vigilantly to form a circle.

Bai Liu looked around, and calmly ordered: "This time we will not explore the monster's weakness, just search their cemetery real estate certificates, and if we get it, we will run to the next floor, and if there are living people, we will run with them. Don't hurt the lower class here unless there are special circumstances." Citizens and house slaves npc, because they have no housing, they are most likely to roam and follow monsters, and if they are injured, they have to follow the map, understand?"

Everyone said in unison: "Yes!"

The lights in the corridor flickered twice again, and then went dark. There was a strange sound of breathing in the darkness, as if a group of people were forcibly simulating the process of panting with their decayed and hollowed out lungs. lights up again.

With maggots in both eyes and rotten jaws, the head of the rotting corpse was tilted, and it rushed towards Bai Liu's face ferociously!

The author has something to say:

The average life expectancy refers to "15 Lectures on the Process of World Modernization"

The original text is: With the start of the industrial revolution... the situation of the workers is the worst: the smoke billows in Manchester, the sewage flows... The women workers in the textile factory work 12-16 hours a day, and the average life expectancy is 17 years old.

This is what I found from the high school history materials. Speaking of which, I wish you all success in advance and the title of the gold list!