Yundu, here is a city in District 6, located on the west side of the capital of District 6, and it is also the most prosperous area of the economy of District 6, the capital is a symbol of the majesty of the government, and here, it is the symbol of the economy of District 6.

This is the beginning of a large number of people's gold mining dreams, here is the battlefield pioneered by entrepreneurs, and here is also the burial place of losers.

The most common weather here is cloudy weather, which is also the most suitable weather for some people.

The central area is the world of those who have succeeded, where you can find everything you can buy with money, and everyone's outfit is built at a high price.

The biggest feature of this city is that it can do as it pleases, because it is rich, so it is capricious, and this sentence is the most appropriate explanation here.

But if you talk about the place outside the center, it's just capriciousness.

The streets are as they do as they please, no one knows where they stretch, and the curved or oblique roads are almost scattered around the center, and you can't find a way to navigate here.

It's the same on the streets, with scattered garbage heaps at all times, even in the morning it's a clean place, it can be messed up in less than an hour, and they seem to be extremely creative and talented in this area, making everything here cluttered.

Here you can find a drunkard in any place, lying or standing, or sleeping with a dumpster in his arms, with a cheap liquor in his hand, and not much wine left, with a flushed and oily face, and a body of stains, dancing in the street with weak steps.

They are used to sleeping on the ground again, and there is no difference between the asphalt road and the park benches anyway, and even the sun-soaked road can give him a little more warmth.

Their clothes are worn out a long time ago, and if their clothes could speak, they would have greeted the relatives of these guys in their native dialect long ago.

The people next to them will not come close, because they will randomly select a lucky onlooker to deliver a fragrant meal, and even add a bottle of wine to greet them.

People are used to it, or they are surrounded by people who are one of them, or even some are trying to get into their ranks.

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Some people have to dress ordinary, drag their tired bodies, or even drag and carry, as long as they try their best to send this lifeless body to their posts, and the rest of their bodies will automatically help them solve it, because they are about to become a robot.

Maybe one day, they will suddenly fall to the ground, and no one will notice for a few days, and the leader will only remember that a certain number of guys did not come, and then use the best subtraction to do some exercises in the payroll book, and strive to practice the subtraction more proficiently.

But someone will think of them, and it is only when they stink that people will find out that there is a body here, and bury him in a random cemetery.

These people live in this city with only these two endings, there will be no third ending, they can work hard for a lifetime, and then become a mantissa in the capital, or they can live in their sleep as a drunkard.

Regsy Benjamin, this is the name of a staff member who has lived in the city for many years.

He was very thin, and the skeleton could be clearly seen from him, because there was no flesh to be seen, he only had a skeleton of bones and nothing else.

Or maybe he hasn't gotten anything, he's been in the city for 10 years, and at the age of 36, he has nothing, and even a little bit of debt.

He had the house, but he had to pay the rent, which he hadn't paid for the previous month, even though the ventilation of the house made the room not much different from the open air.

He had no relatives either, or he had long since died, and he had lost all his relatives after the apocalypse, leaving not even a single body behind.

There are only two sets of clothes, which can only be used constantly, and at present, his only possession is only this set of clothes, and the other set is gone.

He's smiling all the time and the corners of his mouth are going up, but when he's staring at you with depressed eyes, you're bound to be stared at in the heart.

He didn't have any other expression, because he couldn't make any other expression, an accident caused the nerves in his face to die, but fortunately it was not an exaggerated expression, otherwise he wouldn't even dare to go out of the door.

In the midst of economic development, the problem of unemployment was gradually exposed, and he was also a person who was laid off

, living on a little bit of savings.

He wants to find a new job, but every house is laying off people, and there are a lot of people like him, and he can't count them.

But Regsi continued to live, because he knew that he would always live, and he wouldn't fail to live, no.

The moment he walked out of the bank with all his savings, he felt that he had some motivation to keep renting that house and nibble on brown bread for a few more weeks, and that he could continue to live as long as he found a job.

What is the point of living, this is something that Regsy did not think, perhaps not at all, he thinks that living is a matter of course.

And while he was thinking about his next move, a group of masked men rushed out from diagonal behind, gave him a hard stick, and then roared away from the scene, taking everything from him by the way.

Regsy felt so powerless as he fell to the ground, he felt as if he really didn't have a chance, no, maybe he could have a chance tomorrow, as long as he got a job.

Slowly walking to his house, Regsi found everything he had in a cardboard box with an unfamiliar lock hanging from the door.

Regersi wanted to open his mouth to say something, but there was no one here, he didn't have anyone to talk to, all he could do was hold the box and walk out.

He got to the bench, which was really not warm, and he didn't even have a blanket now, just a few old towels.

He touched his head, the blood had clotted, but the wound was painful, and he could only cover his head with a towel.

There was a bang, and I don't know where the water came from, all of it poured on him, running down from the top of his head, and making him embarrassed.

A stick of ill-intentioned people laughed at him with their mouths open and laughed at him constantly.

To live, why to live, what is it to live for, these questions suddenly flashed through Regasi's mind.

Regsi smiled, as if he saw his own stupidity: "Ha, haha, hahaha, haha ”

The voice grew louder and sharper, but it became more and more like a whimper.