Chapter 815 Grading System
At the beginning again, when all the stairs were completed, the front was still as bright and confused as before. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć The stairs behind info fade away, and the scene slowly emerges...
There was a hustle and bustle, even more noisy than the big city on the previous floor, "Woo woo woo~" The huge roar of a racing engine kept passing overhead.
When I looked up, I found that I was surrounded by skyscrapers that were three or four hundred stories high, and in the middle of the high-rise buildings like Optimus Prime, there were countless flying machines that I had just seen, just like small flying insects, more like ants marching in mid-air, flying densely towards the same trajectory, and the roar was made by them.
"Woo woo, hum~", everyone's heads had to be lowered and their knees bent. A flying machine flew down from above, forcing people to dodge.
"These rich people!" A man next to him cursed, then stood up and continued to push the supermarket trolley forward.
Because the top of the head is so eye-catching, only then look around at the situation on the ground.
If the heavens are noisy and busy, then the same is true on the earth. But the difference is that there is prosperity in the heavens, and there is prosperity on the earth... Even though it's a sunny day, the towering buildings block out all the sunlight and don't shine on the ground. So the ground is always wet, damp, and smelly.
There were people everywhere, all dressed in gray and black clothes, layered on top of each other, like beggars, and many with long hair. Some also push trolleys, which are piled up with all kinds of garbage that should be exchanged for money, plastic buckets, empty cans of drinks, old clothes, etc.
The streets below are lined with people, with small shops and simple processing workshops, making the wide street much narrower.
"What is this place?" Regel looked at what he was wearing. Sometimes if the clothes on your body can be better, at least you can change a few dollars.
It's a pity that the clothes on the five people, although clean, are obviously cheap, jeans and T-shirts, some of them are wearing the same clothes, only a little dirty. But in this hellish place, within three days, their clothes will be the same as everyone else's, and they will become gray.
"Even low-level people like us, still going to save the world?" Sneijder jokingly said, "You think too much of us, right?" ā
Cheng Qianxun let out a long sigh: "In my country, millet plus rifles have not driven away the invaders, where there is a will, there is a way." ā
"That's because you have a large population, as long as you persevere, you will definitely win, and there are only a few of us?" Rudolph expressed his opinion: "The most important thing now is the money to be able to eat, drink and live. ā
A little ghost ran over, as if avoiding people, and hit Cheng Qianhiro. Who is deceived by this little trick? She twisted it, but not around her neck, but at her shoulders.
"Oh, what are you doing?" The imp screamed loudly.
"Don't look at stealing, who's your head?" She's straightforward, and usually someone controls these pickpockets. With the other hand, he lifted the collar around his neck, on which several blades were inserted. That's the damn thing, this little devil knows that it is convenient to grab them by the collar, so he sticks a blade into it, and if he grabs it with his hand, his hand will be scratched.
"Hmph, what is this?" She pulled the blade off it and threw it on the ground.
"Let go of me, you poor devil, you don't have a single in your pocket." The little ghost knew that he was mixed at a glance, and in the face of the dirty little face that was not afraid at all, all he could see was the mouth, which was full of black and rotten teeth that were about to be decayed.
"Believe it or not, I slaughtered you?" She made a deep voice, so that the little ghost didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, but she still let go of her hand and pushed forward: "If you are mixed with the road, you won't be embarrassed, and you will work again when you see someone in the future." ā
The little ghost staggered forward, and after spitting on the side, he looked back at her: "Okay, count me out today." After saying that, he swaggered away.
Children like this are everywhere, in every city, and they have become a cheap tool for some people to accumulate money. When you grow up, you will either lead younger children to pickpocket, or you will become a little minion, and there are few people who can climb to it and become a big brother. Most of them went to prison several times in their twenties, either from the gang fighting and the corpses on the streets. Or they can steal their lives, and when they commit a major crime, they will be in prison for more than ten or twenty years, and when they come out, they will be almost gone, and they will receive relief money, buy alcohol, drink and wait for death.
It's like foot moss, it's hard to eradicate.
Suddenly, another flying machine flew down in a straight line, whistling overhead. By the time I lifted my head, I was already flying away. But this time the difference was that the upper glass of the cockpit was open, and arrogant laughter could be heard from inside.
It's similar to driving a car on a rainy day, rushing over when you see it, and splashing stagnant water on pedestrians.
"Bastard!" Gordon cursed and looked left and right: "I don't know what age it is now." ā
"It's been more than thirty years." Rudolph's gaze was on a giant screen.
It's not a screen, it's supposed to be projected with a laser, and the news is being played. As with the previous news, there are beautiful hosts, and there is... At the bottom left there is a series of numbers, which at a glance you can see represent the year, month and day.
"Is this the same city or the world?" There was a longing in her heart, if it was the same world, then in the past thirty years, Albert should have been nearly eighty years old, probably still alive. But she really knew the address, but she didn't dare to look at it, time has changed, when she saw an old man with goosebumps, it was better not to look at it, and let the good memories of the past remain in her heart forever.
"I don't know." Rudolph stomped his foot and trampled a black bug that resembled a bed bug: "I hope not, otherwise will humans be like this in the future?" ā
The top priority is to find out what is going on here, and then find out the details of the mission, if it can destroy humanity, it must be at the top. Looking up at the towering buildings around here, there is not even a ground floor entrance, God knows how to go up.
Everyone began to wander aimlessly in the muddy, damp, and smelly place, and the people living on the ground around them emitted a rancid smell like the muddy ground mud.
And they were not only smelly, but also ugly, and in a moment a man with a hunched back of ninety degrees pushed a trolley over. After another moment, a big man came from the front and looked at them a few more times. This big man is quite tall, but his face is full of pockmarks, and he doesn't know what disease he has, and half of the skin on his face is rotten.
"Come on, come on!" There were also women who ran the skin and meat business, and they were finally relatively clean, but they were either malnourished or had short limbs, and none of them had any eyes.
Snead whispered, "Is this the future?" How I feel like I'm back in the Middle Ages, and it's Regel's domain. ā
In the medieval witch hunt, a group of yellow flower girls waited for Regel to open the bag, and the woman's appearance was definitely the same as the woman here.
Everyone laughed at the thought of this, and Regel rolled his eyes: "Even if it's my territory, I don't want it." ā
"Don't have to ask for it, or what are we going to eat?" Rudolph spoke very honestly about the embarrassment in front of him. Here, there is no food to be sent by Raphael, and it is not food, everything is according to the rules of mortals.
"Who are they?" Finally someone spoke up, and there were too many people looking at them at this time. People began to gather around them, or stop to watch them. They have become extremely rare goods, and they felt that something was wrong just now, and they received many eyes along the way.
Not knowing what's going on makes them a little overwhelmed. Regger asked softly, "What to do?" ā
"What else can I do?" She replied softly: "If you can fight, you will fight, if you can't fight, you will run, and if you can't escape, you will die." ā
"yes, who are they?" One person shouted, "It's so good-looking." ā
"Oh, they're going to qualify." The people around were talking.
What do you mean? The five monks were confused.
"Where are you from? I don't know why you don't know anything. The little imp came out of nowhere, and said with an old look: "Here, if the score can meet the standard, you can leave here and go to the top." The better the quality of the person, the more they can go up, and the people at the top are the best people. ā
What, what logic? The five of them didn't react for a while, although their reflexes were strong enough.
The little ghost looked Legel up and down: "This big guy has the best figure, if he passes the IQ, it is enough to score seven points." He's also very good, he can too, definitely pass. ā
looked at Cheng Qianxun again: "Although your figure is not as good as theirs, you have preferential treatment for the yellow race." Seeing such fine skin and tender meat, pass with your eyes closed. ā
When his gaze finally fell on Rudolph, even on his face full of black and gray dirt, he could still see a strange expression: "Being short is a big loss, I hope your IQ can pull points, otherwise it will be dangerous." ā
This made Rudolph angry, and his eyes were glazed: "Boy, you can't grow to the height of mine in your life, do you want to end it for you now?" ā
Frightened by Rudolph's gaze, the imp made an excuse and immediately flashed.
The people next to them were talking one after another, talking to each other, and their attitude towards them was as if they saw a golden phoenix flying out of the chicken coop, and they were all envious and jealous. They also finally understood that the city uses a grading system, and the higher the score, the better the treatment.
So that's the case, she said a little resentfully: "If Michael comes here, he will definitely be regarded as a god and go directly to the upper class." Could he have failed? ā
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong~" suddenly sounded a crisp and slightly sweet warning sound from both sides of the street.
"It's time to get food!" Suddenly, everyone had no time to look at them, and they went in the same direction.
The little ghost also passed by and shouted at them: "What are you still doing in a daze, go and get the relief meal, there will be no more time after that." ā
And that good thing? They looked at each other, and at least the problem of eating was solved. (To be continued.) )