The outer city of Shangjing is even more chaotic than he imagined, with rows of low slums crowded into this depression, surrounding the inner city layer by layer.

The ground was covered with filthy feces and blood that had turned dark red, unknown corpses were often found in stinking ditches, and everywhere Huang Shang walked, he was basically shrouded in wails and moans.

It's hell.

Countless refugees huddled under the dilapidated walls, unclothed have become the norm, and in rags can be called rich, whether it is men and women, as well as the elderly and children, most of whom have become skinny and will not live long.

The patrol patrolled again and again to avoid riots, and at the same time, no one was allowed to take out food in the outer city, and if you wanted to eat it, you had to hide in a no-man's corner.

Don't look at them as emaciated, they are even more irritable than mad cows.

This is Gao Feng's assessment of the refugees.

These poor people who have lived through the end times and nuclear explosions are like abandoned by the gods, with nothing but a life that is about to dry up.

Countless sarcomas covered his cheeks, his bloated body dripping with thick water, in addition to the dying refugees, there are also poor insects eroded by radiation, seeing these scenes, Huang Shang's kindness could not help but be aroused, but reason told him that he had no reason or responsibility to fund these refugees who did not even have the ability to move.

Survival of the fittest is the only law of nature, and these people are just the ones who have been eliminated.

Walking through the dilapidated street corner, the lingering stench in the nose finally dissipated a lot, a row of patrols walked in front of them, looked at Huang Shang and Fang Li, and then walked forward, each member of the patrol team held a sack in their hands, the heavy sack rubbed on the ground, Huang Shang could even hear the wail in the sack.

It seemed that seeing Huang Shang's brows frowning slightly, Fang Li explained: "This is the choice of some people, when they are extremely hungry, they will choose to take the initiative to become slaves, accept the porridge provided by the slave owner, and wait for the fate of being sold, which is also one of the few struggles they can do to continue their lives." ”

Huang Shang just nodded silently, and didn't say anything, the refugees didn't have the ability to survive in the wasteland, they had to cower in the ruins of the outer city of Shangjing, waiting for death, perhaps, this is their best home.

"Can we help them a little?" Fang Li's abrupt opening.

"For example?"

"For example, give a bowl of gruel, or something, believe in this bit of food, the base can still get out, I just don't want to see them die like this, after all, they are not bad people."

"I don't ask about it, you are responsible, but the wool comes from the sheep, and the money needed for food, I hope you can find a way to make up for it elsewhere."

"Yes, Chief!" Fang Li looked more excited, he didn't expect Huang Shang to agree so easily.

"Remember to select refugees with good physique, who can be sent to the base to work as laborers." Huang Shang reminded.

"No problem." Fang Lisuo nodded, and at the same time conveyed a look of admiration to Huang Shang, it is not a bad thing to let refugees act as labor in the base, this is the only thing Huang Shang can do.

Walking through several dilapidated streets and alleys again, at last, a sewer outlet with a lost manhole cover appeared in his field of vision, overgrown with weeds and deserted, but Huang Shang always felt that there was a strange smell in the air.

"Boss, we're almost there, we're going to walk down a sewer in a moment." Fang Li opened the way in front and jumped down from the wellhead, "Boss, come down, there's no problem below." ”

Jumping down the well, the situation of the sewer made Huang Shang slightly stunned, only to see that on both sides of the sewer that spread to the end, dim candles were burning, although they could not illuminate the entire sewer, but they could give pedestrians a general direction.

Apparently deliberate, looking ahead from the light of the candle, a large iron door appeared at the end of the sewer.

Along the way, Huang Shang met at least dozens of corpses, most of these corpses had not been dead for a long time, their bodies exuded a foul smell, and the expressions on each corpse were quite hideous, as if they had been closed from the ghost gate, but they still could not escape the fate of death.

Finally, the iron door appeared in front of the two of them, and it seemed that they heard the sound outside the door, and four or five pairs of bloodshot eyeballs suddenly appeared in the crack of the door.

"Who, what are you doing?" The sound of a dry tree branch came from the crack in the door, making Huang Shang's vigilance suddenly.

"Buying slaves." Fang Li gave Huang Shang a look and said in a low voice: "Not everyone can come in here, and it is not controlled by the Chaebol Alliance, this is equivalent to a small world, a criminal dungeon without laws, we can only eliminate the vigilance in their hearts by pretending to be the gold master." ”

Huang Shang nodded, indicating that he understood.

The eyeballs examined the two of them for a long time, and as the iron door creaked open, the true face of the person in the door was finally revealed.

A rickety old man with five pairs of eyeballs was smiling wickedly at them.

"You, new here?" Ignoring Fang Li, the old man stared at Huang Shang directly, not feeling that this was already an offensive move at all.

"This is the owner of the slaves with me, and if there is anything, I will answer for him." Fang Li walked up to the old man, took out a shining silver coin, and stuffed it into his hand.

It was the exclusive currency for trade in the inner city of Shangjing, and it was not intended to be used here, and it seems that this so-called dungeon was not completely isolated from the world, at least, they maintained contact with the inner city.

"You still know the rules." The old man giggled, "But the rules are the rules, since you are new, let's go up and show it, win, you are our guest, lose, hehehehe." ”

The old man's obscene voice and his mutated eyes couldn't help but make Huang Shang gag, he had an urge to rush up and slash the other party, but after all, this was someone else's land, he still lowered his voice and asked, "What rules?" ”

"Of course, it's to go to the gladiatorial arena to compete, once you set foot here, your life will not be guaranteed in any way."

This bad old man is quite good at trickery, Huang Shang coughed lightly and looked at Fang Li, "Let's go." ”

When the rickety old man saw Huang Shang leaving, he glared at him deadly, then closed the iron door again, and looked out of the crack in the door in an extremely distorted posture.

"Perverted." Secretly scolded, Huang Shang was surrounded by a kind of iron-clad monster, and was just about to pull out his gun to shoot, but was pressed by Fang Li.