Chapter 370: Yellow Eyes
If you want to understand the ecology of the community here, you have to go to a crowded place.
I first walked around the underground city a few times in general to get a general look at the environment, and then I wandered around some of the more densely populated places with a purpose.
This underground city is really well-equipped, there are all kinds of shops, because the whole territory is shrouded in light and fog, there are no dark corners at all, whether it is pedestrians on the road or people at home, they are very calm to do their own things.
Compared to the chaotic sea market, this is simply a civilized world.
During this time, I passed by the pillar that led to the zenith, and as the Rat King had said, the tall building that looked like the Leaning Tower of Bizar had indeed cracked, and on the surface of the outer wall, I could clearly see the huge cracks that had been filled and fixed with cement steel plates.
But unlike what the Rat King described, there were not a large number of poisonous finger insects entrenched near this pillar, on the contrary, the stone slab near the pillar was very clean, not to mention the nest, not even a little dust.
However, the gate of the pillar has been closed, and it is really difficult to say what exactly it looks like inside.
In addition, this pillar does not penetrate the entire underworld, but only supports the zenith of the underworld, and the people here are not as savage as the Rat King portrays, but extremely orderly, extremely quiet, and extremely peaceful.
The Rat King certainly didn't lie to me when he said those things at the time, if it wasn't for a problem with his memory, it was that the underworld had changed drastically in the past few decades.
I just glanced around the pillar for a few moments, didn't stop for long, and then flashed into an alley.
In this alley, there is the Crystal Bar, one of the largest bars in the underground world.
It's the Crystal Bar again!
When I got to the bar, a drinker pushed the door in, so I quickly chased a few steps and followed the drinker into the door.
There was hardly any noise from outside the tavern, but when I entered the tavern, I found that the hall with an area of two or three hundred square meters was already full of people, most of them just drank quietly, only a few people occasionally talked a few words while drinking, and their voices were very small, and the outer wall of the bar was very thick, so that the sound in the room could not be transmitted at all.
When I followed the drinkers past the bar, I saw the familiar figure behind the bar, and the liquor premium of the water alcohol bar was Si Er!
When I first saw this man, my heart tightened, and then I looked at him carefully, and the consternation in my heart turned into doubt.
This person is not the Feser of the surface world, from him, I can't feel the slightest corpse qi, carefully observe the back of his neck, and find no traces of decay, this Faseu in front of me has not experienced a corpse transformation, and his temperament and demeanor are far from the Faise of the surface world.
I didn't dare to alarm him, and after a short period of careful observation, I left the bar with a pressed step and lingered beside the wine tables in the hall.
Whenever someone whispers, I'll stick it up and listen to it.
Through the whispers of drunkards, I gradually sketched out the "truth" of this world in my mind.
Alcoholics have a wide range of things, from parents to world events, and here I can summarize the important information in it.
The world is blessed with an endless supply of freshwater resources, as well as two food sources and two sacred sites.
Needless to say, the freshwater that the locals drink is actually seawater filtered by stones.
Two food sources, one in the northwest corner of the city, where fish and sea vegetables are abundant, and the other in the southeast corner of the city, where sea food is abundant, both food sources do not need sunlight to nourish and do not need to be cultivated, and the food in them is constantly produced, inexhaustible.
As for the two holy places, one is the pillar in the center of the city, and the other is the ship hall located directly west of the city, one is the residence of the King in Yellow, and the other is the meeting place of the brotherhood elders.
The ruler of this world is indeed the king of yellow, and in the eyes of the locals, the king of yellow is the creator and the only good god in this world.
The "world" here refers not only to the underground city, but to the entire world, including the sea market, the inland sea, and the outer sea.
The local residents believe that the outside world has been invaded by the apocalypse, and it is the spiritual realm established by the King of the Yellow Coat, which is independent of the apocalypse, that has protected the last good people in the world, and the good people unconditionally believe in the King of the Yellow Cloth, on the one hand, because the King of the Yellow is the only god, and on the other hand, because only those who believe in the King of the Yellow can enter the happy and pure world after death, and those who do not believe in the King of the Yellow, whether you are evil or good, will enter the world of extreme suffering and endure eternal suffering after death.
There is a very important core idea in the dogma established by the King in Yellow, that is, as long as you don't believe in me, no matter how many good deeds you have done in your life, how many people you have saved, and how many sacrifices you have made for others, you will have to suffer after death.
In this way, the faith it established has absolute control, but if you join the cult of the King of the Yellow Coat, you will not dare to believe in other gods.
And this extreme belief has also formed an extremely stable social structure in the underground world, and it is quite difficult to control this world.
The last person to come forward to question the King in Yellow had already been burned at the stake as a dark wizard, and the locals tortured him inhumanely for half a month before he was put on the stake.
But the locals don't see anything wrong with their actions, and they still consider themselves righteous.
If this is also a barbaric Shura field, then I don't think there is anything wrong with the locals thinking so much, but the problem is that the people in this world have a very similar worldview to us, and their moral system is almost exactly the same as ours.
The biggest difference between them and us is the color of their eyes.
Everyone in the tavern, wrapped in a bartender who looked exactly like Fis'er, had a pair of strange eyes.
The valve lights in the tavern emit a white light, and everything is reflected in its original color.
Everyone's iris is dark yellow, but the pupils are a dark green that is close to gray-black.
I suspect they may have been contaminated in some way, causing the eye to change abnormally.
However, the locals believe that the yellow iris and green pupils are the colors that the eyes should have, and that all the eyes that show "different colors" at birth will be sent to the nursery near the base pillar, where they will be raised by the apostles of the King of the Yellow Clothes, and when they grow up, they will be exiled to the surface world to suffer.
In other words, every member of the Brotherhood operating in the Overworld, including the Brotherhood Elder who was killed by the Little Devil, was "exiled" from the Underworld.