Overseas, Utah.

Utah is perhaps best known for its Canninglands National Park.

Many people say that Cunninglands National Park is a great work of art made out of stone by the Creator.

Indeed, the red mesas stretch out into the sky, the peaks rise in the wilderness, and the meandering rivers wash over the canyons year after year, leaving the mark of the immortal years.

And in the depths of Canninglands National Park, in front of a huge metal gate, stood a skinny old man and a big fat man more than 1.80 meters full of meat.

The big fat man looked a little silly, sniffed twice from time to time, and held a huge war hammer weighing at least thirty or forty kilograms in his hand.

Such a huge war hammer is as light as nothing in the hands of the big fat man.

"Chu... Elder Chu, let's... We've been looking for almost half a month, it should be, it should be here, right?"

The yellow pig licked his chapped lips and waved his hand to repel the poisonous mosquitoes the size of a palm.

As one of the twelve disciples of the inner gate of Yanhuang Peak, the yellow pig man is as fat as a pig, and of course, it is a wild boar.

About a month ago, Chu Fugui suddenly appeared at the Yanhuangfeng Mountain Gate, and he didn't know what he talked about with the head Chu Zhengdao, and then he was taken down the mountain by Chu Fugui.

crossed the ocean to Utah, Chu Fugui just said that he would be a thug, as for what he wanted to do, the old guy didn't say.

And the old man next to him is also Chu Yu's second uncle, Chu Fugui.

With a hint of a smile on the corner of Chu Fugui's mouth, he muttered: "A wise man once said that if you appreciate the rugged beauty of the magnificent atmosphere here with a quiet and pious heart, you will hear the voice of God!"

Chu Fugui is very thin, wearing a hand-knitted sunhat at first glance, a dirty coat on the upper body, and a beach pants full of holes on the lower body. 【！.. ~!Free to read】

Chu Fugui walked to the door of the two oval metal gates, looked at the two English letters nh in the lower right corner of the metal door, and sneered: "I, I didn't hear the voice of God, but instead, I heard the call of the devil!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Fugui rolled a dry cigarette and said: "Smash the door open for Lao Tzu, go in, kill everyone, remember, don't break the central computer, break it, Lao Tzu will kick you to death!"

"Medium... What is a central computer?"

"Computer terminals. ”

"Electric... What about a computer terminal?"

"Don't you Yan Huangfeng usually teach cultural classes, and you don't even know what a special computer terminal is?" Chu Fugui said with a disgusted face: "Anyway, don't touch all electronic devices, I want to know what kind of experiment NH company is doing!"

The yellow pig sighed and walked over with a giant hammer.

He didn't know why Chu Fugui left Yan Huangfeng more than ten years ago, but he knew that when many elders from the inner and outer doors talked about Chu Fugui in private, they all called him Elder Chu.

Since he is an elder, then he, an outer disciple, has to obey orders, and if he says to smash the door, then smash the door, and if he says to kill someone, then he will kill someone.

Look in front of you

With a metal giant gate that was seven or eight meters high, the yellow pig knew that Chu Fugui had found what he was looking for.

The two traveled back and forth to Utah, USA, and then searched for something in this uninhabited national park.

The yellow pig now knows that the thing Chu Fugui is looking for, called killing, is hidden behind the giant gate.

With a deafening sound, the yellow pig clenched the hammer and took a step back.

"Chu... Elder Chu, this, this big... The gate is so hard. ”

"Pandora's box must be strong, don't talk nonsense, smash it quickly!" Chu Fugui covered his ears and retreated a few meters.

The yellow pig changed this time to hold the war hammer with both hands: "That... So what the hell is this place?"

"The underground shelter of the NH company. The corners of Chu Fugui's mouth kept smiling, but this smile was full of disgust and hatred: "Refuge x011, code name, Minotaur!"

"Oh. The yellow pig didn't understand what Chu Fugui was saying at all, he just knew that he could round his arm and slam the door.

Chu Fugui glared at the yellow pig fiercely: "This is my last question to answer you, shut up obediently, fat and stammering, how can the apprentices that Chu Zhengdao accept are all crooked melons and cracked dates." ”

Behind this oval-shaped metal gate lies another world, a small underground city that can accommodate hundreds of people.

The shelter was built 27 years ago, and there were more than 300 people of all kinds who came to the shelter at that time, but after nearly 30 years, there are less than 30 people left.

And Rachel is one of the "survivors" of less than thirty people.

Everything in this underground city is controlled by a central computer.

But the central computer never interferes in people's lives and anything, it only does one thing, and that is to broadcast on time on the first day of every month.

Every time the radio goes off, one person has to die.

And today, it's the first day of the month.

The electronic sound of the broadcast, without the slightest emotion, resounded in the huge shelter.

"Dear Vault dwellers, you are God's people, the lucky ones of Lady Luck's affection, and you are the only surviving human beings in this world. ”

"Twenty-seven years ago, when a nuclear explosion destroyed the world, NH Corporation built this shelter for you to keep your bloodline alive. ”

"Now, when the time of sacrifice is approaching, please pick out a volunteer and go out of this sanctuary and go out into the outside world in search of life. ”

"If there were no volunteers, the vents would have released lethal gas to kill everyone, and I hope that the residents will cooperate. ”

Listening to the emotionless electronic sound, Rachel, dressed in a sterile suit, curled up in the corner, her face full of numbness.

"Volunteers? That's the most ridiculous lie. ”

Rachel stood up, her eyes filled with determination.

For twenty-seven years, Rachel has lived in this underground city.

For as long as she can remember, she has lived in this underground city.

She didn't know what was out there

What the world was like, she didn't want to know.

Because in her cognition, and in everyone's cognition, the outside world is hell, a hell created by the explosion of countless nuclear bombs, and no life can survive outside the shelter.

By now, she has no relatives or friends.

Because her relatives and friends have all walked into that black room for more than ten years.

She knew that the small house was the only way to the outside world.

Over the course of twenty-seven years, more than 200 people had gone into the black room and gone out into the world, but none of them had ever returned alive.

Today, it's Rachel's turn.

The people who walked into the black room were not chosen by random lottery, but by people voting.

In many cases, open and transparent voting is not a fair act.

In the beginning, people voted for death with compassion for the old, weak, sick and disabled.

But as time passed, people began to form gangs, began to form various forces, began to hate, and began to be suspicious.

Small circles came together and voted for their opposing camps, and the same was true for the opposing camps.

There is no more neutrality here, and there is no more mercy.

Because neutral people are often the ones who get the highest number of death votes.

People with compassion often choose between life and goodness, and in the end, they lose their goodness.

People have chosen to rebel, against the central computer, but they are just a bunch of unarmed ordinary people, and the only thing they can do is to stop voting for people to enter the house of death.

But the central computer told everyone through the radio that if no one entered the black room, everyone would die!

People hesitated, feared, and eventually, compromised.

On the first day of every month, people continue to vote and continue to send people to death!

Rachel was going into the black room today, not because she was voted, but voluntarily.

She couldn't stand watching the people around her die one by one, so she told everyone to vote for herself.

As Rachel walked to the Black Room, she suddenly stopped.

She was not afraid of death, having lived in such a dark underground city for nearly thirty years, perhaps more painful than death.

As a woman, being able to survive these many power struggles can be imagined as skillful.

Over the years, she has used all methods to avoid being voted for by death, and has used everything she can to woo, provoke, suppress, and conspire.

It can be said that none of the survivors who have survived to this day are lucky, because they will not live to this day by luck.

But Rachel didn't hate anyone, even if it was her opponent or the opposing camp, and now, even if there were more than thirty people left, everyone was still divided into two camps, hostile to each other, and voted for each other's death

Ticket.

Rachel hated the central computer, not the people.

Rachel, who was still standing, suddenly turned her head, looked at the numb people at the bottom of the steps, and slowly opened her mouth.

"I, refuse!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of more than 30 people changed drastically, and there was an uproar.

"No, you did it voluntarily, if you don't go in, everyone will die!"

"Rachel, you stupid bitch, are you trying to kill everyone. ”

"Tie her up, quick, tie her up and throw her into the black room!"

Seeing the hideous faces of the crowd approaching, Rachel pulled out the dagger made of stone.

The crowd froze in unison.

Everyone knew that this somewhat rough dagger was stained with countless blood.

Rachel gritted her teeth, threw the dagger to the ground, turned her head, and shouted into the big blue screen, "I refuse, I refuse to give not only my own life, but I also refuse to pay for everyone, anyone's life, and from now on, no one will enter that damn black room." ”

(End of chapter)

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