Falling from the sky.

The earth has fallen.

Destruction spreads with the flames.

Buildings collapsed and people were displaced.

Warriors fall with their armors, knights and dragons bleed, and kingdoms fall apart.

Wails and screams echoed around every corner of the city.

Huge sky warships obscured the clouds and the sun, pierced the atmosphere, and unstoppable, descending on the planet.

The visitors from outside the sky are extremely powerful and slaughter indiscriminately.

The race is decaying, and the earth is dyed red with blood.

"That's all the history I know."

Christopher replied truthfully.

"Are you sure this isn't an Avatar plot?" Lu Wen's expression was a little weird.

In this story, even the armored dinosaur and the dragon knight have come out.

With this oxygen concentration, can there really be dinosaurs?

"No, it's real."

Seriousness was written on Christopher's little face.

She said it had been passed down from generation to generation.

In the underworld, just grab someone and ask, no matter what race, even if it is a robot, you can clearly tell this cruel historical time.

These bloody stories have been passed down orally for hundreds of years and are well known.

Hundreds of years ago, they were masters of the terrestrial world.

The various races exchanged friendly and harmonious exchanges, there were few wars, and even minor disputes were mostly settled under the mediation of the principals of both sides.

At that time, technology was booming, the number of living beings was huge, and the whole world was full of peace and vitality.

There are no polluted or uninhabited areas on the ground.

Verdant vegetation covers the land.

The green water is full of green, and the vines are stacked.

If nothing else, the world should still be like this until now.

But it was about 400 years ago.

Countless huge starry sky warships spanned tens of millions of galaxies, with the intention of aggression, suspended on the surface of this planet, and huge shadows obscured the sky over the kingdom.

Those visitors from outside the world are heavily armed and have great firepower.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Their technology at that time was simply unable to resist this race that could cross the galaxy.

When those powerful sky enemies took off their masks, they realized that the so-called extraterrestrial visitors were also humans, pure humans, one of the races on this planet.

Then all races began to fight stubbornly and unyieldingly.

That's a long history.

They held aloft the broken banner of the king, and let the blood and tears become the accelerant of the flames.

Countless people have died generously for the survival of the race.

The unyielding song resounded through the world.

However, they were eventually defeated, and were forced to hide in the underworld, which was not fully explored at the time, and blocked all entrances and exits, and continue to this day.

"Isn't that what it is...... Avatar Revolt Failed Edition? ”

Lu Wen felt a little funny.

But looking at the seriousness written on Christo's little face, he didn't laugh out loud.

Fake.

This is clearly fabricated history.

If the human beings on the ground really had such a powerful power, they could travel through the universe, and they would not be reduced to what they are now, and even androids can't handle it.

Crossing the stars and owning a mothership, what a powerful civilization must it be?

Although many of them are written in film and television works, if it is really changed to reality, there is almost no possibility of this civilization existing.

If such a powerful civilization were to fight the race war in Christopher's mouth, there would be no suspense at all, let alone the so-called struggle and generosity to die or something, and it would only take a very short time to sweep everything.

Not to mention escaping underground, even if you escape to another planet, there is no way to survive.

"The extraterrestrial kingdom has come to this planet."

This is called the coming of heaven.

Words that represent destruction and despair.

So later, the indignant underground race used these four words as a plan to counterattack the ground.

"Eighty years ago, just after the end of the war, there were more than 200 million scattered human beings on the ground, why didn't you counterattack at that time?"

"Because at that time, humans on the ground still had weapons of mass destruction."

"So for so many years, you've actually been waiting for the terrestrial humans to become weaker, rather than actively seeking ways to become stronger?"

"This ......"

Christopher couldn't say why.

It seems that this is indeed the case.

She was just a little girl living in a mixed zone, and she couldn't control the big picture, and she couldn't understand how the underground had developed over the years, and everything she knew was heard from others.

"Do you know the history of the ground?"

"I don't know."

"No one taught you?"

"It's a mixed zone, there's no school here."

Lu Wen bowed slightly.

He tapped the table lightly, and after a long silence, he said: "The history of the surface world is very clear, from primitive to agrarian, from slave to feudal...... There was the Renaissance, the Industrial Revolution, and then the World Wars, each of which resulted in countless casualties, then prosperity and wars again. ”

"These are fakes, made up by the intruders to deceive you." Christopher said anxiously.

"What do you think?"

"They are worried that their children and grandchildren will not be able to live peacefully on this bloody soil, so they will make up those false histories so that future generations can be at ease."

"What if the history here is fake?"

This argument is obviously of little use.

Lu Wen has already got the answer he needs.

The inhabitants of this world hate the humans of the terrestrial world.

They look forward to the day when the underworld will come back and take back their homeland, just as the kingdom of heaven has descended.

Lu Wen slowly put away the short knife on the table, and said lightly: "Judging from what I have observed so far, it is estimated that it will take hundreds of years for you to counterattack the ground here. ”

"The place where I live is only a mixed area, the poorest soil, and the real money and ability are outside the mixed area."

"The mixed district, called that, is it because all the races are mixed together?"

"Yes."

Through the conversation with Christopher, Lu Wen gradually understood the division of this world.

There are nine races in this world, and the blue race is one of them.

Others, such as dwarves, giants, transformers, and so on, that Lu Wen saw on the street.

Pure Terrans are the least numerous, but the most respected, and hold the lifeblood of technology and economy.

【Terrace World】

This is a generalization of the whole world.

The mixed zone is at the very bottom, mixed with all races, it is barren and backward, chaotic and disorderly, and there is no law and order.

Maintaining order is all about self-awareness.

For example, what Lu Wen learned before that when fighting, it does not hurt passers-by and does not affect other people's business.

The middle world is the other eight races except for the pure human race.

At the top are the three companies, as well as the pure human race.

There is no parliament in this world.

Three companies are in control.

Two of these three are controlled by pure humans, and the other is unclear.

Lu Wen asked again: "Blue people are born with defects?" ”

"Except for pure human race, all other races are flawed."

"I see a lot of blue people coughing, and so is your mother."

"Yes, we need genetic drugs to sustain life, and without genetic drugs, our lungs will first begin to fail, followed by other body organs, and finally slowly die."

It's a painful death.

But genetic drugs are expensive.

The mixed area is like the slums on the ground, where many blue people cannot afford the high fees and end up dying in agony.

The fast ones die in a matter of months, and the slow ones can drag on for years.

Some can't stand it and will find a way to end their lives early.

"How often do I need to be injected with genetic drugs?"

"A month."

"How much does it cost each time?"

"A thousand."

"A thousand per person?"

"Hmm."

Lu Wen understood.

In addition to the blue race, other races, such as dwarves, deformities, giants, etc., also need to be injected with genetic drugs to survive.

But the blue race is needed by the whole race.

When I was a child, I didn't need it, but gradually I grew up, around the age of seventeen or eighteen, and when I was close to adulthood, this disease would begin to slowly manifest itself.

Every time a blue person starts to feel like he's having trouble breathing and coughing, he knows he's going to need an injection too.

"How much can you set up a stall in a month?"

"Not much."

Christopher said he could barely make ends meet, but not enough money for genetic drugs.

She hadn't started needing those pills herself.

But her mother hasn't been injected for two months.

Lu Wen remembered that the uncle who sold fruit at the gate of the Luo community in the early summer earned a house in the city in five years, much more than many young people who got up early and were greedy for darkness.

Of course, doing business is not suitable for everyone, and some people will naturally lose money.

"What about your father?"

"Dead."

Life is fragile everywhere.

If the blue race wants to survive, money is a problem that must be solved.

If it is a family of three and the child is an adult, the cost of genetic medicine is as high as 3,000 per month.

In a place like a mixed zone.

A few hundred dollars is enough for a month's life.

It is not easy to earn three thousand a month by normal means.

But the underworld is full of uncertainties.

There are a lot of abnormal means here.

For example, drug experiments.

【Yao Ling】

【Haoyue】

【Stars】

That's the name of those three companies.

It is these three companies that are printed on the banknotes.

They regularly recruit experimenters to conduct drug experiments, and most of the people who sign up are residents of mixed districts.

These residents are short of money and are willing to risk their lives.

Usually not dangerous.

The probability of an accident is only 1 in 10, and many people firmly believe that they are 9 out of 10.

Most of the time, you will only feel uncomfortable for a few days, or you will have some side effects, such as fever, rash, nausea, etc., and it will not take long for you to get better.

The money given for these experiments can range from a few thousand to more than 100,000.

Generally speaking.

The more you give, the more dangerous it is.

Christopher's father made a few dollars through the Starry Company's drug experiments.

Christopher was very young at the time.

As far as she can remember, her father went out as usual that day, saying that he would be able to come back with the money in a few days.

But the middle-aged man didn't come back.

A week later.

Only a box of ashes came back, and 20,000 yuan.