June 28, 2514. Second Star Field, Phoenix.

Long Qicong took his sister Long Diyue, and Heiya, Tang Huo'er, and Qingmengshuang to take the Pelican and arrived in the lower city.

Although it is not the first time to come, in fact, this is probably the first time that Long Qi has seen this "world" up close.

If you think about it, isn't this the case for the entire Federation? The upper few people control the wealth of the majority of the world. Most people are born in darkness.

I have never seen the light in my life, so I can naturally endure the darkness.

Long Qicong's mood was a little complicated. When the Pelican landed, Long Qicong put on a gas mask and walked out of the cabin.

Particulate matter in the air can enter the lungs in considerable concentrations. If only it weren't so harmful to health. Zhu Di probably didn't want to come because the environment here was too bad.

After living here for three years, Long Qi has never been here. For a long time, there has been a lot of curiosity about this place. Curious about what?

In the circle of Canaan No. 1 High School, there are too many stories here. Some are urban legends, while others are said to be their own experiences.

Long Qicong promised Zhu Di not to interfere in the fate of others.

Indeed, if you say something about salvation, or something other lofty thing, no matter the behavior, no matter the motive, the simple gesture is uncomfortable.

Long Qi never liked it, and after being told by Zhu Di, he naturally wouldn't do it.

Wander around the city as a spectator. Long Qi walked around and looked everywhere. The city is not as desolate as imagined, but on the contrary, it is extremely prosperous.

The lights are bright, and the paper is drunk.

Long Qi first thought of these two words. The lights are bright and green, and you can only find out if you look closely. In fact, it's just that there are more red and green lights.

Neon lights only.

Wine, it seems, how to see. In this kind of city, alcohol, a good medicine that paralyzes the nerves, doesn't come, waiting for neuro-addictive drugs to squeeze out the ecological niche?

Soon, though.

Long Qicong realized his mistake, and it was not that there was no bar here. It's just that it can't be consumed, and the brewing of alcohol requires a lot of food.

In a low-productivity society, alcohol is a rather luxurious consumer product.

Long Qi searched for a few turns, but still found a bar. And it doesn't look like business is doing well. Looking at it this way, I am afraid that even if there are neurological addiction drugs, they will not be able to open the market.

If you can't afford it, you won't have it.

Recklessly consuming addictive drugs and finally starving to death. If the consumer group is gone, there will naturally be no market.

In the bar, Long Qicong also walked around. It seems that there is no popularity, and Long Qi has never confirmed the illegal transaction.

Only if you are poor enough, there will be no addictive drug trade.

Long Qi didn't know for a while whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. It always feels like it's a bit sad. After leaving the bar, Long Qi and his party continued to wander around the city.

There's really nothing to see here, it's a scene of decay everywhere. The alleys of the city are shrouded in a black fog all day long, emitting a purple stench.

It's the stench that's visible to the naked eye.

Although he had a gas mask, Long Qi didn't want to enter that kind of place from the time he was killed. As he continued to wander, he found a ruin where the flames had not yet been extinguished.

A circle of black smoke rose in a curling voice.

Even though the impurities in the air had been filtered, Long Qicong still felt a strong odor. It seems that the skin is burning, it seems?

No, it's not an illusion at all, it's a real situation.

Tang Huo'er and Heiya both sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly pulled Long Qicong away. After some investigation, I roughly understood the reason.

Here is a chemical plant, there was a leak explosion. The air is filled with highly corrosive chemicals.

Long Qi understood that this was the source of the explosion and fire he saw yesterday. Long Qicong was a little puzzled, the upper-class city was actually still very high.

The ruins in front of me don't look too big, and they can produce such a big fire, you can even see it from above.

Look?

Long Qicong was stunned, this was just looking.

"Blackfang, take me up there."

Heiya nodded, stepped forward, and picked up Long Qicong. With his legs slightly bent, he jumped into the air with Long Qicong in his arms and jumped dozens of meters into the air.

Subsequently, the spiritual power is released. Black Fang hugged Long Qicong and stayed in the air for a long time.

At this moment, Long Qicong saw clearly the situation in front of him. Casting a thick layer of black mist, the general place of the port area turned into ruins and appeared in front of Long Qicong.

The ruins stretched into the distance of the mist, disappearing beyond the limits of what the naked eye could see.

Long Qicong fell into a deep consternation, and didn't say a word for a long time. Black Fang still remained in the air, and after a long time, Long Qicong did not react.

Blackfang asked.

"Master?"

Long Qi never answered.

"Master?"

"Well, let's go down."

Black Fang nodded, dissipating his spiritual power and falling back to the ground. Steadily put Long Qicong on the hand, Long Qicong didn't speak for a long time, and Heiya was about to ask, but was stopped by Tang Huo'er.

Tang Huo'er shook his head slightly, signaling Heiya not to disturb Long Qicong.

Long Qicong was still in shock and did not come back to his senses. A ruin in front of you is just a side door to the factory. The factory has been reduced to rubble.

The sporadic flames are still burning.

The entire building around the ruins was badly damaged. Probably this kind of damage is too suitable for the environment, so that it is directly ignored in the first place.

"Let's go, let's go in."

Long Qi said from the opening, and after speaking, he walked towards the ruins.

Dragon Emperor Yue did not hesitate at all, and quickly followed. Seeing this, Black Fang immediately followed. Tang Huo'er and Qingmengshuang glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

The air is filled with a corrosive gas, so you can only use spiritual power to isolate the skin from the air. The performance of the gas mask is not bad, and it can be relied on effectively, saving a lot of effort.

It can be seen that this is probably a chemical plant area, and for some reason there was an explosion.

Walking inside, the scenes are all shocking. Unidentified fragments can be seen in almost every location, and upon closer examination, it can be seen that they are human bodies.

Scorched, carbonized.

Horizontal and vertical, scattered everywhere. Long Qicong didn't see any physical discomfort, because those corpse parts had been destroyed and could barely make out what they were.

It is difficult to associate it with the picture of the human body by forcibly associating it.

Long Qicong once suspected that his judgment was wrong, and asked Qingmengshuang about it. Dream Cream is too familiar with the human body, and it is already clear at a glance.

Qingmengshuang nodded to Long Qicong wordlessly, Long Qicong understood, didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, I finally saw a living person.

His eyes were hollow, and his lips seemed to be closed, slightly open. It was foaming at the white foam and somewhat air-dried. I don't know if it's because of this, my face is black and yellow.

An unknown handful of objects in his hand, the gap between his nails is deep black. I don't know how many years of dirt I have accumulated, and I can't wash it away.

But the clothes they were wearing, though tattered and dirty, did not look like they were new. They are not rescuers, nor are they victims.

After watching it for a while, Long Qicong learned their identities from their actions.

Or rather, to learn their purpose. When the factory was in trouble, they came here to try their luck and loot something valuable, and even if it was poor, they could find something useful.

Occasionally, when I turned over the remains of the victims, I turned a blind eye to them, and after seeing that there was nothing usable, I threw them aside.

Long Qicong also didn't have a good opinion of their behavior, whether they were robbing while the fire was on.

People's judgment of things is always unable to be objective. Isn't it? If they are well-dressed and come here to loot, it is a proper robbery.

It's just that, seeing their distracted eyes, Long Qicong allowed himself to double standard once.

Long Qi knew about the suffering of the world from the past, and thought that Jiangbei in Shangjing was the most suffering place in the world. However, I did not expect that there would be such a place in the world.

There are no words to describe their numbness, their misery.

Long Qi was speechless, he knew that it was not their fault, but he didn't know who to blame. It's like the society of the near stars has created such a cannibalistic world.

Cannibalism?

Man does not eat man, man is only eaten.

Yesterday's explosion, knowing that at this time today, Long Qicong had already walked around the city, and still no one came to rescue the survivors.

It doesn't matter if it's human life, or if you know that there are no survivors.

Long Qicong was stunned for a long time before turning around and saying to Qingmengshuang.

"Mengshuang, are there any survivors around?"

Qingmengshuang was stunned, because Long Qi had the most sensitive spiritual perception ability since herself, but she wanted her to investigate. Qingmengshuang roughly knew Long Qicong's mood, and hesitated for a while before saying.

"Now, no."

In the factory area of the explosion, there are almost no intact remains, how can there be survivors? In the surrounding area, there are some wounded. There were only a few wounded.

How could there be only a few injured in such a large-scale explosion? Because most of them died on the spot. In this misfortune, most of the victims probably can't even be identified, right?

Long Qi never continued to watch, so he went back.

Along the way, Long Qi never said much. Just looking through the portholes, looking at the lower city. The ruins seemed to be just a trivial wound.

At this moment, it has scabbed.

Does it matter how many people died? It doesn't seem to be that important, at least, the city is still going on as usual, unaffected.

It was as if last night's explosion had never happened. They're probably used to being treated like ants.

They probably don't have a life, right? Never lived.

After Long Qi returned to the upper level, he did not maintain this sullen state for a long time. He seems to have some understanding of the meaning of all of Zhu Di's "saving the people".

As Zhu Di said, it is easy to save a person, but it is difficult to save the world. At least, there is no way to save the world by saving one person.