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Wearing a heavy protective suit and with the moon on my head, I pushed a cart full of experimental waste to the dumping area.

Both sides of this narrow path are covered with low shrubs, which is quite a rare sight, but the weather outside is really not suitable for living things, and the shrubs after being damaged by various rays look grayish yellow.I stretched out my hand and pulled two branches at random, but found that it took a little effort to pull them off. The stems looked dry and hollow, but I didn't expect them to be quite tough.

If you think about it, most of the plants that can still survive on the ground have evolved to be more resistant to sunlight than in the past, and their ability to resist various types of radiation is also slightly better, but most of them grow lower and their leaves are smaller and sharper. , similar to pine needles.The clumps are just above the knees, and they look gentle and harmless, but when you stretch your hands in, they can't be sieved.

The laboratory has a large amount of experimental waste to be processed every day, so there are special personnel responsible for the dumping and recycling of these wastes.There are three shifts a day, morning, middle and evening. The evening shift is more leisurely, and someone will come to replace the shift within two hours.I am very satisfied with having such a relatively easy job. Although I deal with garbage every day, I can still eat and drink, right?

At the end of the road is the dumping area, and there are always two expressionless security guards guarding the gate, with their eyes fixed on each other and dedicated to their duties, like two statues.

Skillfully brushing the sign on the chest, the door light turned from yellow to green, and quickly slid to both sides, I pushed the car and continued to move forward.

The ground was poured with cement and paved to prevent the cart from overturning due to bumps. Not far in front of it was a pile of garbage. If it weren't for the protective mask that was automatically worn on the protective clothing, it would smell This smell is estimated to be able to directly faint people.Garbage disposal trucks don't work at night, so I didn't see them shoveling garbage away and crushing them into cubes.

I didn't just pile the garbage here, but pushed it all the way to the deepest part of the courtyard wall, where there was a big rusty iron gate, the iron gate was heavy, but the lock on it was brand new, without any rust. , apparently frequented by people.There are still two security guards at the door.

He boldly pushed the cart and walked forward, but he was immediately stopped by the security guards, who sternly asked him.

"who!?"

Feeling uneasy, I was already a little guilty, but after being yelled at like this, the words I spoke became even less confident, "It's from the laboratory," I held up the name tag on my chest, and pretended to be calm, "here to dispose of the garbage."

It was night now, and with the dark lights here, the words on the nameplate were blurred and unclear.The two security guards stared at each other for a while, I quietly covered the position where I indicated my authority, flicked the name tag and put it back in place, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The spears in the hands of the two security guards crossed, blocking my way, and one of them said coldly: "Idlers are not allowed to enter here."

"Oh, I'm not an idler," I said with a cheeky face and cautiously approached, trying to see the inside through the wide iron gate, but it was a pity that there was nothing but a few blurred building outlines. Can't see clearly, "I'm just here to dispose of garbage and..." Two long guns were pointed at my chest without hesitation, "It's done."

The muzzle of the gun was black, and the straight and hard body of the gun was pressed against the heart. The faces of the two security guards were hidden behind the black masks, and their attitudes were cold and strong.

By the time the last word came out, I had lost my voice, and cold sweat was running down my back. I raised my hands in a gesture of surrender, and while stepping back, I said in a flattering tone: "Both brothers, you have something to say! I’m just here, so I’m not very clear about the rules of the Insurance Association, I’m sorry...You guys continue to work...don’t bother me!”

After speaking these few words, I backed away quickly, not forgetting to drag my trash can, turned around and ran wildly.

When I arrived at the safe zone, I was panting heavily, and I felt a wave of fear in my heart.If I had known it earlier, I would not have agreed to Miao Yan's help. If the two security guards just shook their hands, wiped their guns and escaped, wouldn't my life be just like this?

Walking out of the dumping area, I came to the undergrowth. Seeing no one around, I patted my helmet and said in a low voice, "How is it? Did you catch anything?"

There was a noise in the headset, and after a while, a thick voice complained: "Your head is moving too fast! Forget it, it's about the same."

"What do you mean 'nearly the same'!" I was annoyed, "Grandpa was fed with two guns pointed at his chest just now!"

The person on the other end smashed and smashed his mouth, "Come on, you have done even more terrible things, are you afraid that these broken guns will deceive ghosts?"

That's right, if it wasn't for that incident, I wouldn't owe him this favor. Fortunately, it's not too difficult for him to ask me.

Originally, I was the one who discovered this place first, and Miao Yan, who was collecting criminal evidence from above all day long, immediately smelled a conspiracy.

So the scene above appeared.

"Okay, then I'm going back now." After I finished speaking, I pushed the box and was about to go back to the laboratory. As I was walking, I suddenly slapped my thigh——

"Grass!" Forgot about business!This box of garbage is still in the car, and I have to go back again...

I returned to the dumping area in a little embarrassment, and swiped my card again to enter. Fortunately, the security guard at the door didn't ask too much, otherwise I didn't know how to answer.

After the work was handed over, I secretly removed the camera and the communicator given to me by the witty words on the protective clothing and took it away. After the shift was successfully handed over, I went home directly.

People now live underground, and no one would be foolish enough to expose themselves to the surface without defense, unless they had to go to the surface for livelihood.Therefore, there are not many passages leading to the ground. Only when the mermaids come over, will everyone really use the few particularly spacious surface escape passages.Because the attack of mermaids is often accompanied by a large amount of seawater influx, if you don’t escape to the surface in time, even if you stay at home, you will soon be submerged by the radiated seawater pouring in, and dying like that is much more painful than dying on land .

Although protective clothing is common, but in the E area, except for a few people with status, few people can get a decent one to wear.The most common kind of protective clothing can only sneak outside for about ten minutes. After a long time, various radiation particles will still seep in, so it is not useful at all.

This is death at the top, and death at the bottom. People are really fragile, and they don't know when they will have a head when they are crushed and beaten by mermaids.The more peripheral the people live, the poorer they are. Gathering all kinds of exiles, their abilities are low, uneven, and their resistance is weak. A random mermaid attack can wipe out most of the people here.If things go on like this, sooner or later, the only remaining land under our feet - Sewaio, will also be occupied by mermaids.

Print your fingerprints on the door, and the door opens with a click.This is my home, there are three family members in this family: me, my good brother Tan Dianxing, and then his younger sister Tan Diandeng.

Originally, an E-level non-mutant human like me should not have such good treatment. I should be nested in the isolation passage like those refugees, suffering day and night from the thin radiation left in the passage. Relying on the "good intentions" of the government Charity lingers.And the ending of the refugees is nothing more than going through the heat and cold of the world in the ups and downs, gradually turning their hearts to ashes, leaving their corpses in the isolation passage early, and finally being dragged away by the security guards and disposed of.

But my character has never been able to wait for death peacefully. Instead of living like this, I might as well struggle and resist, and at worst I have to choose a way to die.So, during those five years, I made a living by doing multiple body modification experiments one after another. This is the most profitable job for a refugee like me who has lost his identity.

Although the money given for those transformations was a lot, the death and disability rate was equally terrible.Every time I lay down under the pale and harsh light, I couldn't help but tremble all over my body.Most of the money will be spent on postoperative recuperation, and the net profit in the end is only a little better than nothing.Even so, I was always blessed by the goddess of luck, and I always recovered very quickly after surgery, and I rarely had adverse reactions, let alone disability or death.Because of this, I barely obtained a temporary resident ID.

A person without status will not live long in Sewaiou.If you don’t want to wait to die in the isolation channel, besides doing the drudgery of patrolling the coast, the other is this kind. Burning life is the last contribution that we humble and inferior humans can make to the progress of mankind.

That's right, humble, inferior, and terrible words, they divide human beings into different classes, and even the places where they live are separated by thick and hard walls.The best, top people live in A, followed by B, C, D, and worst of all, E.As long as you make mistakes in the upper-level area, once your high-level identity is erased, you will be exiled to the next area, until the most serious and final place of exile, the gathering place for refugees—— Area E.

I have no memory of what happened before I became a refugee. I only know that I was lying in the isolation passage when I woke up.

I got acquainted with the Tan Dianxing brothers and sisters because of a certain project, and we have overcome many difficulties together since then. These shared adversities have allowed us to have a very strong friendship.

Tan Dianxing's situation at that time was much worse than mine. After all, he still had a young and sickly younger sister to take care of, which made it even harder.Later, we simply partnered up to make money together. Anyway, there are quite a few people who do this, so someone can take care of any accidents.

It wasn't until three months ago that Tan Diandeng was detected to have a C-grade water system mutation, and Tan Dianxing and I were assigned a room from the government because of our supernatural powers, even for the work of dumping waste in the laboratory. here.

After entering the door, the thick brown curtain at the door separated a small space of about three square meters. I took off my coat here to prevent the sporadic radiation particles in the tunnel from being brought into the room by me.

Opening the door curtain, I found that there was still a dim yellow light in the room.

There are two beds, one large and one small, on the left hand side of the entrance.The small one is my single bed, and the big one belongs to Tan Dianxing and the others. Because Tan Diandeng is still young, he doesn't want to sleep without his brother.

A tired figure sat by the bed, his handsome brows were full of haze.

I walked over lightly and patted him on the shoulder, "Fever again?"

Dian Xing didn't look up, but just tightened his hand holding the lamp, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to lose her, I can't lose her."

I don't know how many times, since the awakening of the ability to light lamps, various diseases, big and small, have taken turns.But the fever this time was not groundless. In the final analysis, I bear a lot of responsibility.

Dian Xing had work to do during the day, so it was my turn to take care of Dian Leng at home during the day. About a week ago, Dian Leng asked me to go outside for a walk.Dian Xing is very strict, if he is here, he will definitely not allow it.Probably because I thought I was easier to talk to than Dianxing, so Diandeng often acted like a baby to me, making requests that she didn't dare to ask her brother.

I saw that she was in good spirits in those few days, and it was not good for her condition to be bored in the house all the time. I thought that going out to get some fresh air might improve her mood and make her sick, so I agreed to take her out.

The author has something to say: Well, this revision has disrupted all the previous things, and the outline setting has been drawn up, and it is finally much more organized than before.

Let's read it as a new story... 囧

Sorry for the delay...

Some elements have been considered and deleted by me, because they have little meaning, so I don't plan to keep them.

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder OTZ

This time should be the last overhaul of this article, and I won't change it randomly...

PS: As always, Friday is a lazy day, and some special circumstances will be explained in the copywriting or when the author of the previous day has something to say.

Finally, please forgive Wo for always explaining this and that...