Walking through the crowded street where vehicles and pedestrians were mixed, Zhuge Yun couldn't help frowning, where is this girl going to take herself?

Half an hour ago, as soon as she recovered from her frightened state, she recognized the man in front of her.

I didn't expect to be saved by this man again.

Zhuge Yun treated her well and asked, "Why do you want to take the risk of stealing those heavily guarded aristocratic factories?" ”

Wen Xuan's expression froze, biting her lip and not answering, as if there was something unspeakable.

But she understood that it was impossible to hide anything from this life-saving benefactor. What's more, it is clear that this man obviously knows about this, and even if he wants to, he can't hide it.

"I, I...... Money is needed. ”

She let go of her teeth biting her lip, and made up her mind: since she couldn't hide it, she would just say it.

Zhuge Yun walked in front of her silently, his long hair fluttering in the night, and he didn't continue to ask, waiting for her to say it herself.

After a moment of silence, she really spoke: "I'll take you somewhere, and you'll naturally know the reason." ”

So, the two of them walked towards the lower part of the city.

The street lights on both sides also became dimmer and dimmer until they disappeared completely. All that is shrouded in the Mine City, the dirtiest, the dirtiest, the most revealing of human nature, gathers in this darkness.

Cemeteries and dilapidated building facades were crammed everywhere, and instead of clean water, the water from the wells gushed out of a cloudy yellow liquid.

That's right, this is the city within a city known as the Mine City, the City of Ruins.

Hundreds of years ago, it was a refuge for humanity to crawl out of the aftermath of the Passion, and the dirt of the ruins made it a breeding ground for all kinds of forces.

The foul-filled canals have a foul smell and are known as the cancer of the Mines City, like the slums or refugee camps of the old days.

Most of the displaced poor and servants and slaves who had escaped from the homes of the bankrupt aristocracy were gathered here. In the separated and broken families, many orphans are also abandoned and left to fend for themselves.

The fate that awaits them is that they will be taken away by hooligans and thugs one day, and the children who survive will become new gangsters or die on the streets. Either they are slaves of some aristocracy again, huddled at the bottom, doing the dirtiest and heavy work.

The hierarchical structure of mankind has always been like this, with the noble and the poor, the ruler of the heart and the laborer. But in order to survive, no one cares about that.

Although everyone has yellow muscles, sunken eyes, pale skin, and various diseases, their daily hard work revolves around one thing – how to get food.

At the homeless camp, Wen Xuan stopped and turned to look at the swaying figures huddled in the faint campfire under the broken wall. A young black child was half-crouched in a corner, boiling something in an aluminum cauldron.

Her gaze quickly turned to the other side, on a pile of ruins, on which another group of children threw stones at each other and played a game of grabbing the hill.

They don't seem to feel any pressure from a difficult life, and there is only happiness on their bright smiling faces.

Zhuge Yun also stopped, and suddenly stood still, his eyes lowered, as if he was looking down to remember something.

After a moment, he shook his head and opened his slightly closed eyes.

But his gaze did not rest on the children, but he happened to notice another figure not far away—the girl he had seen before, but completely different from the rich, aristocratic lady-like dress, Nicole.

She was sitting upright on a stool made of stone, talking to a group of little girls gathered around her.

Zhuge Yun pondered for a while and had already guessed the general idea of the matter.

"Life here is special, isn't it?" Wen Xuan leaned in and whispered to him: "But, look at these children, their eyes are warm, their smiles are cute, and they are not full of despair for the future at all......"

"And then, you, you and your master, will give to these poor people in exchange for money that you have stolen?"

"Yes, as you can see."

Wen Xuan flattened her mouth and continued: "We come over almost every week, do you see those stone huts built by children? It was a temporary shelter, and we would spend most of our time lecturing to children who were hungry for knowledge. And other times, that money will be used to buy food and distribute it there. ”

Zhuge Yun said indifferently: "However, it is impossible for you to save everyone, even if you give them food today, when you don't send food tomorrow, they will still starve." It's not their problem, it's the system. ”

"But what is given today may change the fate of these children...... At least it will give them an extra day to live. ”

"Huh—give them hope, to live, and expect things to change in essence?"

"I want to ...... That's right. ”

"What you say may or may not be right, but it doesn't make any sense. See that kid over there? Seemingly mercilessly throwing stones at children who want to rush up on the ruins, he wants to win, he wants to be better than others. ”

Zhuge Yun's words didn't seem to be finished, and Wen Xuan heard a child crying out, his forehead was smashed by a stone, and a big bag was bulging.

Wen Xuan looked at the child and was stunned, not knowing whether to go up to comfort them or not to disturb their game.

But it seemed that he thought of what Zhuge Yungang had just said, and stood on the spot at a loss.

For a moment, she seemed to understand the meaning of those words.

He shook his head and said, "As long as there are people, these fights will not be avoided, do you know what this child will become when he grows up if he survives?" ”

Zhuge Yun pointed to his head and said coldly: "In some aspects, the social structure of human beings is actually inferior to those ants. There are too many ideas, but they are like a plate of scattered sand. ”

Wen Xuan looked at the thin young man in front of him in confusion, not knowing the meaning of his words.

Zhuge Yun no longer paid attention to Wen Xuan, who was standing still, and walked straight towards Nicole.

The girl, who was enthusiastically explaining knowledge to the children, suddenly turned her head when she saw the faint figure approaching on the ground. When he saw the face of the visitor, he stopped his lips and looked surprised on his cheeks.

By the lit bonfire, Nicole and Wen Xuan sat silently, but their eyes looked at the black-haired man without blinking.

It was as if there was some magic in this man, which attracted their attention.

"Well, now that you already know, we don't have much more to say. Oh yes, the money is coming from the wrong place, but there's no other way for us to do it. Nicole said with a blushing face.

"Oh? Why? ”

"Although my family is also a nobleman, it has long been only a nobleman's name and not a nobleman's reality, and now it is attached to the Turner family, and it is impossible to have so much money to help these poor people. Happen...... Those things are completely my own ideas, and have nothing to do with the family. ”

Nicole's sincere words carried a hint of helplessness, and her voice was small, but she told the truth and did not hide it at all.

"Yes, Mademoiselle is right. She's also about to work for the Turner family, like her sister Therstella. ”

"Well, I've got a rough idea of this, but there are still some minor problems."

"Say hello." Wen Xuan said.

"Why are there mutants among the people you come into contact with? Where did they come from? Zhuge Yun said indifferently.

Nicole was taken aback: "What is a mutant?" ”

Wen Xuan recalled the man who had grown wings in front of her, as well as the four corpses, and couldn't help but tremble. The nightmarish scene was vivid in her mind, and the feeling of fear in her body and mind came back and lingered.

After a while, she said, "This ...... To be honest, I don't know, but I do know that the guys who bought the weapons and restored blueprints were connected to an organization of scholars called 'Infinite Power'. And what the mutants you are talking about have to do with them, I really don't know. ”

"The organization called the Chasseur is supposed to be the source of those mutants. I once saw those alienated humans in Sand City, but I didn't expect them to have such a huge hidden power in this place. What do you know about this? ”

Zhuge Yun looked at the two of them and asked.

"I've heard of that hunting regiment, and they ask for a very high price, and as far as I know, only some rich and powerful nobles can afford it. They are often asked to help maintain law and order in the area, or to do some work such as bodyguarding, clearing dissidents, etc. ”

Nicole replied as she thought.

Zhuge Yun lowered his head and pondered, trying to sort out the intricate situation here, but felt that something was vaguely wrong.