In the countryside outside the chariot, Dudian saw no brilliant aerial rails, no gleaming steel buildings, only ordinary concrete and brick bungalows, and many plainly dressed civilians, riding rusty bicycles through the streets, like the old feeling of the eighties, far from the bustling urban area full of futuristic technology.

He also saw scavengers in ragged clothes lying on the side of the road, scrawny and surrounded by flies, which the surrounding civilians avoided and bypassed.

"The factory is in the suburbs?" Dudian opened his mouth and asked Rocco.

Rocco instinctively trembled, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Du, don't be impatient, the wilderness on the outskirts of the factory is still some way from here, but with the speed of our Puslie chariot, it will arrive soon." ”

Du Dian frowned slightly, and said, "This city was built by your ancestors, since the population of the city is not so large, why do you want to enclose such a large area?" ”

Rocco said with a wry smile: "In the past, the population in our city was much larger than now, but later because of the pollution of water resources, more and more people were infected by nuclear radiation, which affected fertility and led to a slow decrease in the number of offspring, and after the establishment of government agencies in the center of the city, people in the marginal areas also slowly migrated to the city center, and after a long time, the towns and villages near the city center were overcrowded, and the suburbs became ghost towns, uninhabited, only these damn scavengers lived in those ghost towns." ”

Dudian was silent.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of gunfire in front.

Dudian and Rocco looked ahead and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a pot-bellied police officer rolling down the window of a Psiley chariot in front of them, shooting a scavenger who was blocking the road.

The chariot soon passed by the slain scavengers, and a corpse fell to the ground, a child of seven or eight years old, staring straight into one place, frozen forever.

"Why are they called scavengers?" Dudian's gaze moved away from the corpse, looking out the window at the suburban road, and asked Rocco.

Rocco covered his nose slightly, his brows furrowed, it seemed that through the car window, he would smell something bad, seeing Du Dian asking, he did not hide his disgust and disgust, and said: "These things are like mice, looking for food everywhere, no matter what they eat, so they are called scavengers, they are full of bacteria and viruses, Mr. Du must not get close, some viruses even if they are demon warriors like Mr. Du, they may not be able to resist, and these things can't be killed, kill a batch, and a batch will pop up." ”

Hearing his words, Dudian's brows couldn't help frowning, he noticed that Rocco used "these things" to call these scavengers twice in a row, which should have been his kind, and listening to this meaning, scavengers are just people who have been seriously infected by nuclear radiation, urban elites like Rocco and the middle-aged people in tuxedos they met before, they only know that these scavengers eat everything, but they haven't thought that if they are not too hungry, who wants to eat garbage?

Sympathy and mercy are for the weak, but these scavengers may not even be considered weak in their eyes, just like people's first reaction when they see cockroaches is to pick up slippers and kill them.

This kind of regional discrimination has continued from the old times to the present day, and has never disappeared, just like "outsiders" and "countrymen", and even those who speak do not feel that their words have a discriminatory connotation, but are only used as a title.

Thinking of this, Du Dian felt a sense of humor, leaned back on the back of the seat, his body shook slightly with the chariot, and his thoughts gradually drifted away, distracted.

Half an hour later, the chariot drove from a dry plain to a green area with a dozen huge windmills outside it, and a number of solar panels on the ground to absorb heat.

Xue Han pushed the car door and jumped first, followed by Rocco.

Du Dian also got up, bent down and got out of the car, and the soles of his feet naturally stepped down from Song Ming's face.

After Du Dian got out of the car, Song Ming immediately turned over and got up, feeling that his neck was twisted a little stiff, like a pillow, he gritted his teeth and twisted hard, only to hear the click of the neck bone, which was much more comfortable, but the hot pain on his face was still there, he clenched his fists, and did not dare to look at Xue Han outside the car, but hurriedly glanced under the hem of her clothes to know her location, and then jumped out of the car, clenched his fists, and stared at Du Dian with resentment in his heart.

Du Dian turned his head, saw Song Ming's gaze, smiled faintly, and said, "You can hate me, but you can't provoke me, you know?" ”

Song Ming only felt a wave of anger rushing to the top of his head, almost exploding, but he still endured it, turned his head, clenched his fists, and trembled slightly with anger, Du Di'an's meaning of this is to put it bluntly, you can hate him, but you can't show it in front of him, even if you hate, you can only hate in your heart!

This is a complete disdain for him, a complete contempt!

Xue Han glanced at Song Ming, saw his fist trembling slightly with anger, and sighed secretly in her heart, she knew that Song Ming had always wanted face and was extremely proud, but now that he was completely despised, it was estimated that she was crazy with hatred in her heart.

However, seeing that Song Ming was able to hold back and not have a seizure, she was a little relieved, and at the same time thought a lot more highly of him.

"Mr. Du, please." Luo Ke spoke in time, it seemed that he was playing a round for Song Ming, but he was very happy in his heart, in his eyes, Song Ming was no different from Du Di'an, they were both ugly demon warriors, and they still boasted of being gods? Bah!

Rocco led the way, Du Dian and Xue Han followed, and Song Ming fell at the end.

Walking and walking, Du Dian suddenly slapped him with his backhand, and with a snap, Song Ming was caught off guard, was slapped down, fell on the grass, looked at Du Dian with a dull face, a little puzzled, but soon his eyes were red, and he was furious, he grabbed the grass on the ground with his palm, crushed the grass, his body trembled with anger, and he roared almost suppressed: "What are you doing?!" ”

Xue Han and Rocco were also a little puzzled, and looked at Du Dian and stopped.

"I said, you can hate me, but don't provoke me." Du Dian withdrew his palm and said lightly: "It's your fault to show killing intent behind my back." ”

Xue Han and Luo Ke were stunned, Xue Han hurriedly stepped forward to help Song Ming up, and said, "Wait until you go back, you can go ahead with me." ”

Song Ming shook off her palm, gritted his teeth, and walked forward briskly, quickly shaking off a few people.

Rocco coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Du, please come here." ”

A few people walked to the middle of the meadow, behind a few rows of sun panels, there was a small bungalow, made of metal, Du Dian glanced at the bottom of the bungalow with perspective, and there was indeed a hole in it, it was an underground processing factory, very wide, with a lot of machinery and workers.

There was a guard in front of the small bungalow, stopping Song Ming in front, "Please show your identity card." ”

Song Ming was furious and roared: "Blind your dog's eyes, Lao Tzu just left from here, you can't see it?!" ”

Several guards turned slightly cold, and one of them raised his suspicious laser gun and said, "If you don't show your identity badge again, I'll shoot!" ”

Song Ming was so angry that his body trembled, his face was pale, he took out his identity card from his pocket and threw it on the guard.

The guard took one look, nodded, and handed him back the badge.

"A few watchdogs are waiting for Lao Tzu!" Song Ming put away his identity card and walked into the small bungalow angrily.

Rocco took Du Dian and Xue Han to the guard, showed a document in his hand, the guard opened it, looked at it, nodded, and let it go sideways.

In the small bungalow there is an elevator that leads to the underground factory.

Coming to the first floor of the factory, Du Dian saw a huge golden sculpture, a handsome young man with an oriental face.

"This is the founder of our Locke Phil Consortium, Rock Phil Polk." Rocco saw the golden sculpture, looked respectful, and introduced it to Dudian.

"This is the second most handsome guy I've ever seen after the god of technology, close to perfection." Xue Han next to him glanced at the face of the golden sculpture and a smile appeared on his face.

Du Dian said lightly: "The perfect person is a god. ”

"The god of technology is the god of perfection!" Rocco laughed.

"The perfect god is the devil." Du Dian said indifferently.

Rocco and Xue Han were stunned for a moment, the smile on their faces disappeared, and Rocco frowned and said: "Mr. Du, don't talk nonsense, it's a felony to slander the god of technology, okay, let's go." With that, he took Du Dian to the office on the first floor of the underground processing plant.

Knock on the door.

"Come in."

Rocco pushed the door open, and inside was a rugged, round-shouldered man, sitting in a rotating office chair, with two bottles of red wine on the table in front of him, and several stout gold rings on his fingers, looking rustic.

"Manager." Rocco exclaimed complimentally.

The strong man looked up, and at a glance fell on Du Dian, and said in a rough voice: "This is that demon clan?" ”

"This is Mr. Dudian, from the Demon Wall." Rocco said politely.

The strong man snorted lightly, got up and said, "I know, there's nothing to do with you here, go back." ”

Rocco nodded, turned and left the office, and that was the end of his mission.

"You come with me." The strong man said to Dudian and walked straight out of the office.