The so-called black street, only after the development of science and technology and the higher and higher buildings, the high-rise buildings are dense, and the sunlight is blocked in a large area, so that some narrow streets on the ground floor of the building are dark for most of the day, so it is called "black street". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Where Fang Zhao lives now, there are more than 100-story Tongjian buildings in the vicinity, and there will be some narrow "gaps" between the buildings, and below those gaps are what people call "black streets". Therefore, the people who live in the "black streets" are also called "people who live in the cracks", another name for the people at the bottom.

The conditions in the black street are not good, except for the fact that you rarely see the sun, it is a chaotic environment.

After signing the contract with the company, the original owner moved out of the school, no one else disturbed the convenience of creation, and the confidentiality was good, but the funds on hand were limited, so he could only rent this kind of container-style house in Heijie. The original owner also thought about moving out of here after exchanging the results of his hard work for a salary, but unfortunately...... Before he could hand over the results to the company, he was stolen by a friend he had always trusted.

The original owner has four friends who grew up together, Zeng Huang, Zeng Huang's fiancée Wan Yue, Fang Sheng, and the original owner's ex-girlfriend Xi Hong.

The five of them grew up together, and lived in the same building when they were children, but unfortunately, in middle school, the building where the family lived was blown out due to an accident, and less than one percent of the people in the whole building survived, and only those of them who lived in the school survived.

The government paid a lot of compensation for the accident, and the welfare policy was good, and the compensation was enough for them to finish college without worrying about food and clothing. The five of them are alumni from primary school to middle school, and they also came to Qi'an City together when they were in college, although they are in different schools, they also have contacts, but the relationship between the five people is not as close as when they were children.

After the end of the world, a global alliance was formed to unify the whole and make no distinction between countries.

The 12 continents of the alliance are divided into eight continents and four special continents.

The place where Fang Zhao is now located is the political and financial center of Yanzhou, one of the eight continents, and the seat of the state government - Qi'an City.

The original owner of the body was the best among the five, and he was admitted to the best conservatory of music in Yanzhou - Qi'an Conservatory of Music.

Since the beginning of the new century, nearly half of the 100 most influential composers in Yanzhou have come from the composition department of Yanzhou Conservatory of Music, and many of them have a high influence in the world, which is the dream school of many people.

Most of the students who graduated from the composition department were signed by entertainment companies before they graduated. The original owner is also, there is still half a year before graduation, and he was favored by Silver Wing Media, one of the three major entertainment companies in Yanzhou, and signed a six-month internship contract.

In the past six months, the original owner studied in Silver Wing Media in the first three months, helping the seniors there to run errands and attend training courses arranged by the company, and the last three months were the time for Silver Wing Media to prepare for the music industry rookie competition, and the performance of the last three months directly determines whether they can continue to stay in Silver Wing Media as regular employees, and will affect their subsequent development. Silver Wing Media will allocate resources based on the "results" of their rookie competition.

However, the original owner's hard work for the rookie race was stolen by a small voice.

Fang Sheng, the original owner has the same surname and a little distant relative, and has always been a good brother and partner of the original owner, and at the most critical time, he stabbed the original owner in the back, causing the original owner to commit suicide because he couldn't bear the blow and pressure.

Stopping to search for his memory, Fang Zhao noticed that it had gradually begun to be lively outside, and there were voices of people all around. The room was on the second floor, and directly below the first floor was a slightly larger shop, and there was a noise from downstairs opening the door to move things. There were also people in the building opposite who opened their windows and looked out.

Although the surroundings were still relatively dim, Fang Zhao looked at the street as if he were admiring a rare work of art.

From the end of the world to the present, the changes are too great, making Fang Zhao strange and new.

This is the new world!

After the end times, which are now called "the period of annihilation", the real prosperity will be ushered in!

Those old friends in the past, if they lived to the end, would definitely be very happy. The war that lasted for a hundred years and the lives of billions of people was finally exchanged for the prosperity that everyone wanted.

The hustle and bustle, dimness, should have been irritating, but at this time, Fang Zhao felt infinite vitality, and the world that he had once longed for was actually descending again!

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Fang Zhao greedily felt the breath of the new world after the end of the world.

The inspiration for creation is rampant in the brain, as if it wants to rush out. The blood seemed to soar to a temperature that was about to boil and evaporate, and every hair trembled with excitement.

Not enough......

If you want to succeed, that's not enough now!

The noise outside is getting louder, and the window is a little brighter than before, and the change is intensifying.

No longer recalling, Fang Zhao locked the window. According to the memory of the body itself left in his brain, Fang Zhao knew that the most lively and precious time in the dark street during the day was coming.

His eyes swept across the room, and he stayed on the bracelet on the bedside table for two seconds, Fang Zhao walked over quickly, picked up the bracelet and buckled it on his left wrist, which is something that more than ninety percent of people in the new world have, and it belongs to the category of personal terminals.

Currency is widely used in virtual form, so if you want to buy something, Fang Zhao must take it with you, and at the same time, it is also the key to this house.

After buttoning the bracelet, Fang Zhao walked to the door and paused, turned back, picked up the stray dog that was lying there and stared at him, and took him out together.

When he went out, Fang Zhao found that there were many people like him, walking to the first floor, this building was like a beehive, inhabited by many residents, and most of them were like Fang Zhao, living in poverty, and could only nest in such a cramped small place where they could not see the sun most of the day.

In the crowded area of high-rise buildings, the lowest street is dark most of the time, even during the day, and people with some funds will live in high places, and people always yearn for bright places.

And those who can't live in the upper floors with better conditions and are inconvenient to travel will set their sights on the noon of every day, which is also the only time of the day when the black street can have a short period of sunlight.

The people who ran down from the upper floor just glanced at Fang Zhao in a hurry, and then staggered over, they only had a little impression of Fang Zhao, they were not familiar with it, and they didn't bother to say hello.

A few people glanced at Fang Zhao curiously when they saw that he was still holding a dog, and Fang Zhao didn't mind, his eyes met him and smiled.

The other party showed obvious surprise on his face, probably wondering that this young man who was usually quite gloomy would actually laugh!

At this point in time, most of the people who come to bask in the sun on the street are older, and most of them are old men and old ladies with white hair and hobbling steps who come out of the elevator.

When he walked out of the corridor, Fang Zhao found that there were already many people on the street. Large vehicles have other passages, so there are basically no vehicles coming and going on the dark streets on the ground, and it is very deserted most of the time, except now.

As the sun rises, the sun shines on the lower floors of the building, and some people who don't come to the street open their windows to enjoy the precious sunshine of the day.

Fang Zhao didn't rush to occupy the space, but walked into the shop on the first floor, he was very hungry now, and other things would be talked about when he was full.

Because of the apocalyptic reasons, in the new century, the newly established planetary government did not restrict guns at the beginning, for fear of another war to destroy the world, if it is really so unlucky, everyone can participate in the war at any time with weapons. But then the situation gradually got out of control, guns were rampant, turmoil was frequent, several continents also changed leaders, and the planetary governments were almost overthrown, so they began to restrict guns. Especially in the past 100 years, gun restrictions have been extremely strict, and ordinary people cannot own guns.

As for Yue Qing, the owner of the shop downstairs, he is a military veteran and one of the few people who can legally own guns on this black street, and the gangsters on the black street do not dare to mess with people who own guns, which is the main reason why this store can operate safely on the black street.

When Fang Zhao walked into the store, Yue Qing, who was yawning, looked at Fang Zhao curiously, he remembered that yesterday this kid looked like he was about to cut himself off and couldn't listen to anything, he thought that there would be another suicide on the black street, but he didn't expect that he would appear here again today.

Yue Qing's gaze swept over the dog Fang Zhao was holding, that's right, it was the kid from yesterday, he saw this kid pick up the stray dog last night. A few thugs who came to his store yesterday to buy things saw it and opened a gambling game, betting on what the kid would do if he picked up the dog for his own burial, or slaughtered the dog and ate it. Now it seems that it was all wrong.

Fang Zhao noticed Yue Qing's scrutiny, but this kind of scrutiny was just curiosity, and there was no other malice, so Fang Zhao ignored it, and chose the most affordable thing according to his memory-three thumb-length sealing strips, don't look big, the weight in his hand is like iron. Low-end compressed foods.

Yue Qing retracted his gaze and glanced at the things Fang Zhao had picked up, "A total of nine yuan." Decompression? ”

The so-called decompression is to decompress compressed foods, so that these compressed hard lumps can be eaten directly.

"Solution. Another cup of tea," Fang Zhao said.

"Five cents for decompression, five cents for tea, a total of ten yuan." Saying that, Yue Qing unpacked the three compressed foods and put them into the unpacking compressor, and after about ten seconds, he took out the plate inside, and there were three steamed cake-like things twenty centimeters long and seven or eight centimeters wide on them, and they were still steaming.

"Take it away?" Yue Qing asked.

"No, just eat here." Fang Zhao took the plate and asked Yue Qing again, "Boss Yue, can you move the chair out?" ”

"Don't move too far." Yue Qing replied without raising his head. He wasn't afraid that this kid would steal the chairs in his shop, and there were really few people on this street who dared to steal from his shop.

Fang Zhao left the dog not far from the entrance of the store, and moved a chair from the store to sit down.

Of the three compressed cakes, Fang Zhao took one for the dog at his feet, and the other two ate by himself. If it were in the last days, he wouldn't be so generous in giving food to a dog he had just met. However, reborn in the new century, Fang Zhao is in a good mood and is willing to share, since the original owner picked it up and it is not dead, let's raise it first.

The taste of the compressed cake is not good, and the tea is also brewed with inferior artificial powder, otherwise it would not be sold so cheaply, but as a person who came from the end of the world, Fang Zhao felt that this was already a delicacy. He also experienced hunger in the early days of the last days, and although he no longer worries about food in the later period, he is not so particular about it.

Compared to the crude food and the pressing atmosphere of war, the compressed cake was exquisite, and now being able to sit here and enjoy a lunch was already very satisfying to Fang Zhao.