Shortly after that day, she was politely asked out of her temporary shelter, and without a job, she had to set up a tent in the slums and live on a regular daily handout meal.

There are few women in the slums.

Her appearance caused quite a stir among this particular population.

There is everyone in the slums, whether they don't want to work, prefer to be idle, be a street gangster, lament that they don't meet and berate themselves for not being democratic enough, or they have made political mistakes and have been denied the right to work or placed under probation, but there are very few women – most of them are infertile, waiting for the government to arrange surgery for them.

This is undoubtedly a big dye vat, and the mixture of pigments does not want to dye the people who fall into the dye vat the same color all the time.

Those who gathered together to denounce the city seemed to be afraid of nothing, perhaps because the city did not have the death penalty, which made them unscrupulous.

But the original owner is different, she has seen the wasteland outside, and knows deeply how brilliant this city is in such a world.

If the whole earth were deserts, it would be the only oasis.

Before she was evicted, and also after the interview, she thought a lot about why women were not allowed to work.

In fact, a fact that does not need to be probed to know - in addition to women, there is a workshop in the scientific research institute in the satellite city that specializes in the creation of human beings from artificial wombs, that is, the offspring produced by humans themselves is not enough in front of the leaders of this urban area.

How much of a burden will such a large increase in population be on society in the future? She didn't know.

The city seems to want to complete the demographic transformation of China from the Three Kingdoms period to the pre-nuclear war society in a short generation.

She couldn't help but wonder if the society was capable of taking on the role of raising these people.

Secondly, as for the measures for women, after thinking about it, if the city really can afford to raise future generations, she has to admit that the leader's decision is not wrong, even if he has to do it even if he is infamous for future generations.

But understanding is one thing, acceptance is another.

She's a wasteland first and a resident of the city second.

Unlike the city people who have received education since childhood and have been instilled with the glory of childbirth, she lives in the wasteland, witnessing all this only feels like buying and selling human beings in the wasteland, just a pretense, relying on fertility to sell meat on the outside, and also on the inside.

However, the difference in the wasteland is that it is open, and it does not give women a glorious coat, and it bears the name of a fertility machine compared to the city.

But the wasteland is a little different.

In the wasteland, all beings are equal.

Even women, when they are in charge of childbirth, have to do what the men in the city do, and in order to survive, they do everything and can do anything.

Maybe after the peak of their energy, they will give birth to a real offspring to support their old age - that is also a gamble, and no one knows what will happen to that child, whether it will be filial piety or kill them for meat.

However, most people have not waited until that time, and retirement in the wasteland is a distant luxury.

Before that time, they had either mutated into ghouls due to radiation, or they had become something even more disgusting and terrifying.

…… This genetic mutation of her one-meter-five son can be called the conscience of the wasteland.

Having said that, after a few days of living in the slums, she was undoubtedly "sorry" for all the resumes she submitted, even if the unit that was interested in hiring her was not hired because her childbirth did not meet the "minimum indicators" when it was interviewed.

As a last resort, she went to her mentor.

When I went for the first time, I was stopped by the doorman of the academy because of her appearance...... Even after being carefully dressed, because of the physical and mental exhaustion in recent days, his face still shows haggardness.

After repeatedly explaining that she had come to find a tutor to no avail, she returned to the slums to get her student ID.

It was there that she met several "former" scoundrels.

A small gang that lent her money to take the entrance exam.

She could guarantee that after applying for a student loan, she would return the money to them with interest, but the gang haunted her and said things about sexual harassment.

When she was in school, she called the police directly...... Then these people didn't come to me for four years, and I didn't expect it to come again.

The man at the head called her a little beauty with a hippie smile, and even came up to her consciously and wanted to pinch her chin.

The next scene in his memory, Li Zhi was very relieved to watch...... and a cool crotch.

It may be that the original owner was in an irritable mood, and he didn't care about being false with them, so he directly grabbed the other party's salty pig hand with both hands and pulled it violently to his side.

The other party didn't expect her to be so active, the smiling face on her face changed three times in an instant, first surprised the beauty to be so active, and then was horrified to find the impatience on the other party's face and the slightly curved right foot.

Accompanied by a knee kick at the end, the former man lost one of his functions forever.

The accomplices who were shouting next to him didn't expect things to take a turn for the worse, so they rushed up without thinking, roaring angrily while their eyes twinkled at the scenery that leaked out when the beauty kicked her knees.

It's a pity they don't know anything about the wastelanders.

More than ten years of cultural cleansing just let the murderous hiding of the original owner, and today he is provoked by these few people, and eighty percent of them want to see blood.

Picked up and sent to the door, the "weapon" that lost the ability to resist, the original owner grabbed the other hand that the hooligan leader was unable to hang down, and shook his hand to sweep away thousands of troops.

With a height of 1.5 meters, she brandished a weapon with a length of 1.75 meters, and with one blow, she directly knocked the two people who rushed up first.

Yes, no wrong words, no exaggeration, just shot away, flew six or seven meters, and then one fell to the ground and fell unconscious, and one only had the kung fu of screaming, and a few teeth flew out with bloodshots, and drew a draft of a picture on the ground.

Another person saw such a scene, and halfway through the sprint stopped abruptly, and sat down on the ground.

The scene reversed in an instant, and in the slums, the people who came out to watch the play were so frightened that they scattered a lot of melon seeds in their hands.

No one expected that this one-meter-five woman could put down all of them in three moves.

After the original owner eliminated the three people opposite, he threw the gangster boss in his hand to the last person who was scared to sit on the ground.

Then she walked away, and the crowd of onlookers consciously made a way out, which made it convenient for her to go back and get the relevant documents.

When she finally got rid of the doorman, because it was still class time, she sat on a bench outside the office and waited for the other party to get out of class.

After scanning the clock hanging in the stairwell several times, the bell rang for the end of class......