Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Beggar
"It's really dimensionally floating," Gong Yi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, he was very interested in the fat guy, and reached out to touch it, the fat guy didn't resist, and he looked cute, Gong Yi couldn't help but sigh: "This is the race that is best at spiritual energy, no wonder it can defeat the succubus, but I heard that the individual who loses the group will soon die out in loneliness, I didn't expect Wang Chong that you can exist alone as a summoned beast, it's really ......"
"Thank you, little guy!" Sister Hong smiled and reached out to stroke the fat guy's head, the fat guy's current size can no longer be compared with what it used to be, much smaller than when he fought Vladimir, about half a meter long, fat floating, two big watery eyes blinked: "You saved us all!"
The fat guy enjoyed the touching of the beauty quite a lot, and rubbed his head in Sister Hong's arms, so tired that he couldn't do it.
Simba in the sea of souls shouted: "This is unbearable, Wang Chong, you let me out! The great Simba is your savior! You actually go to thank an idiot brother who can't even understand words! Is there still heavenly reason? Is there still Wang Fa?!"
As the controller behind it, Simba undoubtedly believes that his behind-the-scenes commander is the biggest hero, but now he is in prison and stays in the sea of souls, and the idiot brother who stepped on shit luck is bouncing around happily outside, enjoying everyone's gratitude and respect.
Wang Chong decisively chose to ignore it, Simba's existence is really not understandable to everyone.
"Xiao Xin, you are okay, poor little girl, her face is so pale. ”
"Thank you, Sister Hong, I'm fine. Xiao Xin smiled.
The sky was somewhat overcast and gloomy.
Even though it's around 12 o'clock in the afternoon, it's good to still be able to see the sky in this year.
Next to it is a huge wall, or you can no longer tell that it is the main body of the 'wall', it is like a mountain that stretches across the horizon, high into the clouds, and on both sides is an infinite stretch that makes it impossible to see the end.
The wall of life, also known as the wall of sighs, stands here tirelessly, not only giving the protection and safety of human life in the city, but also making the mutant beasts that were once rampant outside the city sigh with admiration.
Although the so-called refugee camps are surrounded by the city, not all of them are gathered together, and the refugees also need resources to survive, such as the garbage dump outside the city, which is one of the resources valued by these refugees, at least half of the refugee camps are spontaneously composed of a group of refugees gathered next to the garbage dump.
One of them is far from the city, the garbage trucks don't come very often, and there are no other resources nearby, a small refugee camp with about seventeen or eighteen tents piled up not far from the garbage heap, which emits a stench that ordinary people can't tolerate, and there are about thirty or forty refugees living here, most of them are strange-looking, and have been 'cared for' by severe radiation from outside the city for a long time, and it is actually quite good to be able to maintain a general human form.
A fluffy-haired, dusty homeless man was curled up beside the garbage heap, and it was obvious that this was a new wanderer, perhaps he had committed something in the city, deprived of his citizenship and deported, this kind of thing happened every day, and it was common all over the Federation, more than those who went into the city, and he had no tent to live in, and he was curled up in a nest made of a mess of garbage, motionless, as if he were dead.
In the camp there was a little boy with an abscess on his head who picked up a stone and threw it at the man's foot, and the adults of his family were so frightened that they dragged the child and hid him like a frightened rabbit, and then peeked out of the tent with half of his eyes, and looked at the fellow with a hint of hatred and fear in his eyes.
The homeless man didn't pay attention to them, he still curled up and fell there, just shrunk his legs, his hands tightly hugged his chest, he obviously didn't get used to the low temperature outside the city, even though it was summer, but staying outside the city with severe radiation, it would still feel very cold, the radiation factor would block most of the sunlight and ultraviolet rays, and even the temperature would be difficult to preserve and transmit.
The previous refugee breathed a sigh of relief, and the camp was calm again, as if it were deadly.
This is the norm in refugee camps, in order to survive, in order to save more physical consumption, as long as they can sleep, the refugees will never sit, never stand, can walk and never run.
Dead talk about this kind of environment, but so what? Are you lazy? Isn't there any energy? Don't talk nonsense, for them there is only one goal in life, and that is to live.
The homeless man slowly closed his eyes and tightened his neckline again, just now he felt the wind pour into his neck, making him shiver involuntarily, the camp was dead silent, as if there was no life here at all.
Bang bang ......
Suddenly, the silence of the camp was broken by the sound of heavy machinery crashing on the road, and dozens of heads suddenly poked out of the seventeen or eighteen dead refugee tents, and the originally empty and numb eyes burst with the light of a beast, full of hunger, thirst and greed.
The homeless man also opened his eyes, barely propped himself up, and at a glance saw the huge garbage truck driving from not far away.
There was a slight sparkle in his eyes, not only him, but also the heads that poked out of the tent, and everyone, whether cloudy or strange, had a mixture of anticipation and ferocity in their eyes, staring closely at the trajectory of the garbage truck's movements.
They crept out of the tent, and even the youngest, three or four years old, had green lights in their eyes!
Everyone was waiting, and even many of their limbs were already lying on the ground, as if they were ready to charge.
Bang la ......
The garbage truck was already in place, and the huge trunk was slowly raised, and at least tons of debris and garbage were dumped from the trunk, kicking up countless dust.
Everyone's eyes are green, but they don't dare to move, the mutant refugees living in the shadows are deworming and cancer in the eyes of the Federation, they are too timid, too inferior, too humble, most of the time they don't even dare to appear in front of the 'people', especially in the daytime, this gap will become extraordinarily obvious.
They were waiting, with madness in their eyes, as if a storm was brewing violently.
The garbage truck shook its buttocks, and the driver naturally saw the beast-like ants below, shook his head with the same sneer, and said something to the person holding the rune gun on the side, the other party seemed to be a newcomer and was surprised, the driver didn't say anything, and the giant garbage truck creaked away.
Woohoo!
When the taillights of the garbage truck disappeared, dozens of figures immediately rushed up like vicious dogs pounced on the pile of garbage that had just been dumped.