Some urbanists believe that sewers are the conscience of a city.

As the largest international city on the East Coast of the United States, New York was built on the capital of sin and has suffered from a lack of respect for conscience since its founding. When a storm comes, once the amount of rainwater and domestic wastewater excreted exceeds the limit, it will be directly discharged or even backfilled, causing serious pollution.

The change in New York's sewers originated from a woman, Andariel Gates. As the most beloved daughter of the richest man in New York, Biyi Gates, unlike those pretentious and bepleasing sluts of her age, she likes science and art, is innocent and romantic, and has a beautiful vision for the future. However, after she fell down the sewer, her difference did not work, and in just three days, the woman suffered the deepest sin imaginable, dying in untold agony.

Her father, the richest man in New York City, Bi One Gates, was overwhelmed with grief, hated the tricks of fate and vowed to dedicate all his wealth to revenge.

Tens of thousands of mercenaries entered this corner that had never been looked at before, the bodies of the displaced people blocked the passages, and on that day, endless blood poured out of the ground, and New York was soaked in a sea of sinful blood.

Later, an urban architect who calls himself Diablo Rugoin volunteers to find the bereaved Beyone Gates. After some conversation, Biyi Gates provided all the funds to support Diablo Rugoin in designing and building the current "Lugoin Sewer"

The reason for the richest man to impress is unknown, only the richest man's most trusted confidant later revealed that before his death, the richest man left a will, poured out my wealth, built the greatest mausoleum, buried his favorite in the sewer, and accompanied by Diablo Rugoin, entered this sad place and swallowed his last breath here.

After the completion of the sewers of New York, it was completely the scale of a magnificent underground palace. The 10-meter-diameter pipeline is spacious and bright, and can be walked and run, and the natural gas pipelines, cables, optical fibers, etc., are arranged in order and in order, with a smooth exhaust system and pure air, which will not stink.

In Matthew's previous life, the New York sewers were often featured in Hollywood blockbusters, and because of their spaciousness and brightness, they were often used as gunfight movies or fight scenes, and James Bond raced in the 007 series of movies.

Ironically, for the homeless homeless people in New York City, the Lugoyne sewers are a gift from heaven.

In the cold winter of Sanjiu, the ground is as cold as ice, and the ground is warm as spring. In the sewers of Lugoin, there are many homeless wanderers. These wanderers live in groups or alone, occupying an area of the sewers.

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New York, Lugaune Sewers.

At four o'clock in the morning, the sewers were dimly lit, and most of the wanderers lay down on cozy and warm newspapers or cardboard boxes, falling asleep. Matthew carefully avoided the wanderers and moved slowly.

In Matthew's vision, the dark sewers are like day, and the aura of life represents different life intensities.

Groups with a large number of people often occupy the surroundings of machinery and equipment, relying on the heat dissipation of machinery to enjoy the warmth of winter. Secondly, in higher places, there are also wanderers who huddle in groups and light bonfires to keep warm. The lone ranger, with low health intensity, can only lie on the cold ground.

After walking about a kilometer, tetanus, who had been leading the way in the front, began to raise his head from time to time to smell the air, and ran left and right to determine the direction of progress. The black figure of Tetanus flickered rapidly in the dim light, like a phantom.

Matthew cautiously stopped, and in his field of vision, in front of him was a large hall, and in the center was a huge radiator, the heat spilled out, and even a hint of heat was felt in the cold winter.

There are several figures lying around the machine, and in the field of vision, they exude a very strong breath of life. Compared to other large gangs of dozens of people, this group is extremely small. However, with a few people occupying an excellent position in the sewers, their strength should not be underestimated.

Matthew slowed his pace, slowly bypassed the group, and continued to dive forward. In the darkness, a small figure slowly followed.

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Caliban, a mutant who lives in the Lugoin sewers, loves nothing more than sitting on a radiator and gazing at Callisto's beautiful silhouette.

He considered himself lucky to have met Callisto and to have his own home in the Lugoin Sewers. The impression of the house before has been forgotten, only the low basement and the angelic smile.

Since childhood, he has known that he is special, in the frightened eyes of nurses, in the disgusted eyes of his parents, in the mirror. His parents called him Caliban, the half-human, half-beast monster in Shakespeare's play The Tempest. For as long as he can remember, he has been locked in that dark, damp basement, kept from being lonely only by cockroaches and rats.

Then he heard a cry, and through the crack in the door he saw a little angelic face, which was his sister. Unlike his parents' indifference, his sister always secretly shares snacks with him through the crack in the door.

One day his sister came to the basement to talk to him, and his parents came home to see the two happily playing in the basement. At that moment, the screams resounded throughout the room, and he was stuffed into the car, and the rain pounded wildly on the windows. On that rainy night, he was left on the streets of New York.

Hungry and cold, Caliban felt like he was about to leave this cold world. As he died, Callisto found the child, shivering in the rain, and she adopted Caliban. In the warm bed, Caliban felt cared for and happy for the first time.

Caliban began to use their abilities to protect Callisto, and with his abilities, they found more mutants living on the streets and had their own home in the Lugoin sewers. They called the mythical god of fire, "Morlock", to call this home that brought light and warmth.

Caliban heard "Phantom Kid" Hua Tian and "Bliss" Bliss whispering on the side. A ball of light floated in mid-air under Hua Tian's control. Callisto read the newspaper to the group with his only remaining eye, and Carlock, the "animal trainer", listened quietly by leaning on his animal companion, the crocodile Rakton.

Favorite program in the past, Caliban is not in the mood to listen to it today, and his heart is extremely irritable. Since a few days ago, a voice has been coming from his head, directing him to a place.

Soon, the lights went out, and Morlock fell into a quiet sleep. Caliban didn't understand what his mind wanted him to do, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, when suddenly he heard a slight footstep in the distance, paused slightly and then bypassed to continue walking. With an idea, he followed.

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Believe it or not, New York's drainage system is real, and it really is that there are crocodiles.