Zhao Huasheng took up residence in the place arranged by Meng Zhuo. Although the living environment here is much worse than the previous life in the capital city, for example, there are no convenient supermarkets, no shopping malls, and even no cheap and convenient restaurants, and there are no entertainment venues, Zhao Huasheng is still very satisfied with his current life. Zhao Huasheng is not a person who is picky about living conditions.

Especially after learning about the living conditions of the people in the rest of Equator City through news programs, Zhao Huasheng even felt some guilt about his living environment at the moment.

The people of Equateur City often live in crowded dormitories, the air is foul, the food is limited, there is a lack of entertainment, heavy labor during the day, and there is no recreation at night. But this is already the best that human society can provide. It's better to live like this than to freeze to death.

Zhao Huasheng has been in close contact with the various departments under the Sun Crisis Coordination and Handling Center, and any latest discoveries will be presented to Zhao Huasheng as soon as possible. But Zhao Huasheng's work still has not made a breakthrough.

There was already a vague idea in Zhao Huasheng's mind, but this idea still lacked some key evidence, which caused Zhao Huasheng to be unable to effectively connect them. To solve the puzzle left by Director Richie, it is not enough to pat the head and come up with an idea, it is okay to put forward an idea, but you must have evidence, otherwise the idea is meaningless and worthless.

For example, Zhao Huasheng can put forward the hypothesis that "there are creatures above the sun", but what about the evidence? Without evidence, what kind of change can this idea bring to humanity?

Zhao Huasheng has been refining his ideas, constantly trying to connect the existing evidence combinations, but some key parts are still missing, which makes Zhao Huasheng's work never complete.

It's getting colder. Although this is the C area, although this is one of the closest to the equator. Even during the day, Zhao Huasheng needs to wear a coat when he goes out.

Zhao Huasheng had a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart. This feeling does not come from the number of people who have died somewhere or somewhere on top of the news report, nor does it come from the fear of the fate of mankind, this uneasiness comes from real life. Even walking in the still very quiet environment of this area, Zhao Huasheng seemed to be able to feel the smell of gunpowder in the air. It's like a powder keg, it's full of gunpowder, and the fuse has already begun to burn, and this powder keg can detonate at any moment.

At this moment, four months have passed since the outbreak of the solar crisis, and two months have passed since the launch of the Crimson Heart spacecraft. According to the latest report of the Ministry of Scientific Research, Zhao Huasheng knows that the Crimson Heart spacecraft has crossed the orbit of Venus and approached the orbit of Mercury. During this time, Zhao Huasheng paid attention to the movements of the Crimson Heart spacecraft every day. It turned out that the spacecraft built by humans was quite reliable, and Crimson Heart had no accidents during this time, except for a few minor glitches that could be manually eliminated.

It's still a normal day. Zhao Huasheng remembered that since he came to Equator City, he hadn't gone out to see the city's style, so he temporarily put down the information in his hand and walked out of here with Meng Zhuo. Li Wei didn't follow because she was a little uncomfortable.

Even though it's cold, the streets are still bustling with people. It's just that it's not the same as it used to be in the capital city. The flow of people in the capital city is full of laughter and lightheartedness, the streets are lined with colorful neon lights, shops are everywhere, and people are dressed fashionably and smiling. Although there are just as many pedestrians here, it seems to be shrouded in a layer of oppression.

Zhao Huasheng felt heaviness and numbness from here.

The sky is gray, and so are the sides of the street. No flickering neon, no shops. Even on this long street, there are not even people with brightly colored clothes. People were dressed in dark, heavy clothes, and they were in a hurry, and there was not the slightest smile on their faces.

Heavy work and a depressing life have robbed them of the ability to laugh.

Zhao Huasheng and Meng Zhuo walked through this long street, feeling the various postures of many human individuals struggling to survive in the last days.

As he passed by a small street square, Zhao Huasheng saw many people sitting in a neat queue on the cold ground, each holding something that looked like a doll in one hand, and the other hand making strange gestures, their eyes closed, and their faces full of piety. At the front of the queue were a few men in blue robes walking around, seemingly muttering something. The whole square is filled with a solemn, serious, and even slightly strange atmosphere.

"What are they doing here?" Zhao Huasheng asked.

"A group of cultists are partying." Meng Zhuo said indifferently, "This is the Church of the Sky God. They believed in the god of the sky, believing that the cold of the moment was sent down by the god of the sky to punish the disrespect of mankind, and they believed that the sacrifice of goods to the church, as well as pious repentance, would allow the god of the sky to forgive his sins and ascend to heaven after the end of the world. ”

"How can anyone believe such a doctrine?" Zhao Huasheng was a little surprised, "Why do cultists dare to gather in public?" Why didn't anyone deal with it? ”

"In the last days, even the most obvious lies will be seen as a lifesaver, and once they are trapped, it will be difficult to get out. As for why no one cares...... Meng Zhuo's expression was a little gloomy, "There are too many to manage." ”

Zhao Huasheng also fell into silence. The two continued to walk, and after walking for a while, Zhao Huasheng saw a large crowd gathered on a street corner, and in front of the crowd, a person with an excited face was standing on the high platform, shouting hoarsely at the microphone in front of him.

"Don't you understand? The end has come, it has come! The government is no longer reliable, those rice buckets and idiots will only think about their own interests, and they will not hesitate to abandon us! Only we can save us, only ourselves! ”

It looked like a street speech, except that the speaker's words were full of emotional words and speculation, and there was no logic at all. But it is undeniable that the more absurd and sensational the statement, the easier it is to attract people's attention. In a frenzied atmosphere, people lose their rational judgment.

At least that's the case here. Every time that person shouted a word, the crowd of onlookers let out deafening shouts and applause. In stark contrast to the frenzy here are the pedestrians on the side of the street who still ignore it. They seemed to have long been accustomed to the existence of this phenomenon, and they did not stop there for even a second, and they did not even bother to look at it.

Zhao Huasheng felt that the world seemed to be different. In just a few months, the world above the earth has undergone changes that Zhao Huasheng feels a little unable to adapt to. Madness, ignorance, heaviness and repression are intertwined here, as if the air had turned into mercury, so heavy that it is almost breathless.

On this long street, among at least a few thousand people, Zhao Huasheng felt that only himself and Meng Zhuo were alive.

Zhao Huasheng shook his head in disbelief, then left here and continued to walk forward.

Finally met a store that was still open, Zhao Huasheng felt a little thirsty, so he walked in and took a bottle of water from the sparse shelf. Another person approached him, carefully blowing the dust off the bag of potato chips, and then holding it in his hand.

The man took a total of two bags.

Zhao Huasheng didn't pay too much attention to this person. Meng Zhuo paid, Zhao Huasheng walked out of the store, and the man also walked out. Zhao Huasheng saw that the man who bought the potato chips wanted to tear open a bag of potato chips, but accidentally, the person dropped another bag of potato chips on the ground.

The chips fell to the ground with a crisp clatter. The man bent down to pick up the bag of chips. But just as his fingers touched the bag and before he could pinch it, the bag of potato chips suddenly disappeared.

One was delicate, but the nails were not neat, it was clear that they hadn't been trimmed in a while, and there were slight black stains on the inside, and some rough hands had snatched the bag of chips before the man. The man looked up with a little confusion and saw the face of a young woman who was indifferent but calm, but there seemed to be some fire burning in her eyes.

"It's mine." The young woman said.

The man said, "Are you hungry?" Then you can take it. ”

The young woman nodded, took the chips and turned to leave.

At this moment, with that person as the center of the circle, within a radius of ten meters, at least a dozen people stopped at the same time. After making sure that the man had given the bag of chips to the woman, a man approached the woman: "Give me a little of it." ”

The woman held the chips in her arms and shook her head warily. The man suddenly reached out and grabbed the bag of potato chips and pulled it hard. So there was a bang, and the bag of potato chips was torn. The contents fell to the ground with a thud and fell to the ground.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and it seemed that in this short period of time, something was ignited. Zhao Huasheng saw an indescribable, ridiculous scene.

More than a dozen people around rushed towards this place at the same time, and a young man rushed the fastest, and he pounced here at once, so he knelt directly on the ground, grabbed the potato chips that fell on the ground with his hands, and desperately stuffed them into his mouth.

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