Ding——

As the door of the shop was pushed open, a soft female voice rang out.

"Welcome."

At the same time as the voice sounded, a beautiful face was displayed on the doors on both sides, with big wavy blonde hair, bright red lips, flashing smile, and flamboyant sweetness.

But the person who pushed the door in didn't look at this beautiful face much, but frowned, and shouted at the counter: "Xilin, how many years have it been for Old Devon to change this face!"

The teenager behind the counter who was busy with a wine bottle shrugged, "No way, the boss likes it." ”

"Come on, it's harder to get old Dai Wen to change the welcome image than to get him to quit gambling." Some of the people in the bar cheered and shouted.

As the dream lover of the whole planet man thirty years ago, the face on the door really made many people addicted, time is the most cruel killer, red face is easy to age, but this killer has not had time to act, this beautiful singer, screen lover, but because of the failure of genetic change and died, in the first ten years, there are indeed many people who put this beautiful singer hologram, electronic pictorial, etc. in the room, but after all, thirty years have passed, the tide rises and falls, passing clouds, and the emerging beauty will be lost in the beautiful annihilation, and not many people are willing to look back on the illusions that have long since ceased to exist.

Of course, the owner of this bar, Davin Sr., is a long-term lover, and even after 30 years, he still puts the image of this beautiful singer in the welcome screen of the bar, and for more than 30 years, as always, this is one of the topics of conversation among the guests who come here.

The visitor pouted, as if he was very unimpressed by the manager's approach, and he didn't bother to say more, so he walked to the empty seat at a table and sat down, surrounded by acquaintances, and soon began to chat, and did not order.

Cillin, the boy standing at the counter, took a bottle of wine called "Smile in the Scorching Sun" from the wine cabinet, placed it on the table in front of the visitor, opened the cap, and left, to get the wine for the other guests.

There were no extra words, and the visitor was still chatting with the guys around him, holding the wine bottle that had been uncorked in his hand and taking a sip.

"Ha, this wine is still refreshing, spicy enough, and energetic!"

Cillin smiled, returned to the counter, and wrote down the accounts in the electronic book.

This bar is very ordinary, and the town where it is located is also very ordinary, almost all of them are grassroots people, in the words of the people in the central city, they are "inferior", and even more ugly, they are "untouchables".

Untouchables have the pleasures of untouchables, they like to sit in bars without high-end robots but only on human service, drink cheap but strong liquor, talk about what happens at the end of the day with familiar drinking buddies, complain about their bosses by the way, gossip about someone, simple and beautiful.

The "high-ranking people" in the prosperous area do not understand the happiness of these poor people, just like the successful people in exquisite clothes running on the road to money and power, and occasionally passing by a ruin, they see a stray cat fluttering flies excitedly, and they will think: This must be a lot of idle eggs to do such a thing, worthy of a humble life.

What is Meanness? What is Noble?

A, B, C, D, E, F, G seven-membered genomic level, it all separates. Despicable genetically despicable people, higher genetically noble people, that's all.

These people in the bar, including Cillin, are all F-class genotypes, which can be classified as low-class paupers on this planet, and those with E-class genotypes will be granted the opportunity to work in the bustling area, and those who are D-class and above will actually establish themselves in the bustling area.

As for the G grade, it is the saddest type of people, born with inferior and defective genes, and the diseases that can not be saved by simple treatment, such as severe deformities, such as premature aging, and other congenital diseases. Xilin's former little girlfriend Hena is a G-level genotype, premature aging and congenital diseases, coupled with the conditions of poverty, so that the lovely girl has not been able to complete the best youth at all.

The offspring of high-quality genes and high-quality genotypes will not be bad, or even better, and the offspring of inferior and inferior genotypes are diametrically opposite, and the polarization is becoming more and more serious, so more low-level genotype people try genetic change, but there are very few successful people, in addition to the huge financial consumption, the probability of success of genetic change is extremely low, and the higher you go, the more difficult it is, which is the reason why those people with higher genotypes are proud. And the on-screen public lover thirty years ago became history because of the failure of genetic change.

Human beings are born destined to be unequal, but habits can be numbing.

"Hey, Xilin, old Devin hasn't appeared for many days, and the blind date hasn't come back yet?" Someone shouted.

"yes, the success rate should be quite high this time." Sirin replied with a smile.

"Huh-" Everyone disagreed, and began to count the history of old Davin's failed blind date.

Cillin just listened with a smile and did not express an opinion. He didn't tell those people, in fact, old Devin got rich overnight because he won the jackpot and realized his dream.

Old Davin's dream - to find a woman of E-class genotype who is not too young and not too old, take out the sperm stored in the sperm bank in the early years, and it is best to give birth to a baby with E-class genes, open a small shop in the city, and live a stable life. As long as there is money, a woman with an E-class genotype will not be able to find it, even if Old Devin is a lower-level F-level gene.

The annual water, land and air amphibious tournament is a matter of special concern to people on the whole planet, and it is also the most anticipated by gamblers, because the lottery is big enough, even if it is not fully bet on, as long as it reaches a certain standard, it will make the poor rich overnight. It was because of this event that the elder Devon was able to get out of poverty.

Of course, the reason why Lao Davin was able to win this lottery was mostly due to Xilin, and every time Lao Davin bet, he would ask Xilin before he dared to bet.

Although Old Devin is a fan of money, he is still very good to Xilin, otherwise Xilin would not help him. Moreover, the dividends of the lottery head this time, Lao Daven remitted it to Xilin on the same day.

As the night wore on, the guests slowly left.

Cillin took a shower, changed his clothes, sprayed a special potion to remove other smells, and locked the door. I looked at the black sky, where there were small dots like stars flickering.

The weather forecast says moderate rain for an hour from midnight, and now there are forty minutes left before midnight.

Forty minutes...... Enough is enough.

Thirty minutes later, Xilin went to a factory area under the cover of some protruding eaves and outer sheds, skillfully avoided peripheral scanning, took out a magnetic card prepared in advance, opened the main door, and quietly sneaked into a staff dormitory next to the warehouse. After all, it's not a central city, and the protection system of such a small place is neither clever nor complicated.

The man lying on the bed seemed to be aware of this, but before he could make any moves, he lost consciousness and seemed to fall into a deep sleep again. But somewhere behind the man's ears and on his neck, where it was covered with hair, three thin black needles were silently inserted there.

Cillin's hand swept lightly, withdrew the needle, and after making sure that no other traces were left, he left under the cover of the eaves and the outer shed.

There are "eyes in the sky", and thermal weapons will be detected by local area detection networks, and the only way to solve things silently is to use primitive methods, because they have no energy fluctuations.

As a hunter, Cillin can be regarded as having a hard time, because of age and genotype, he can't be an upright hunter, more precisely, Cillin is a shadow hunter, the so-called shadow hunter, is the general name of the type of person who cooperates with the hunter but is in the dark, and his identity is sensitive and cannot see the light.

From the age of 14 to now, Cillin has been a shadow hunter for nearly three years. He chose to be a hunter because of Hena's illness, and after Hena's death, Sirin maintained this profession. Because to leave the planet safely, a lot of money is needed.

Five minutes after Xilin left, another dark shadow infiltrated and took the person who had been solved by Xilin away, exchanged for a bounty, and then divided it equally.

In the past three years of cooperation, the hunter has never known the identity of the "shadow", of course, the hunter doesn't care, as long as he can successfully capture the prey in exchange for a reward, the rest is not important. And Xilin also believes that the hunter he chose will not bother to check the identity of the "shadow" at all, because before choosing the target of cooperation, Xilin has put a lot of effort into analyzing various possible situations from various factors.

For some hunters who are not qualified, without the "shadow", they will not be able to complete the task and get money, but will lose their lives, so to a certain extent, these hunters and shadows are mutually beneficial and symbiotic. As for the top hunters, they don't need shadows at all. The exception, of course, is the Hunter Regiment, which is a special kind of existence.

The hunter would not have imagined that the "shadow" genotype that he cooperated with the D-class genotype was only F-class, and no one would believe him if he said it.

At midnight, a murmuring sound rang out, and Sillin sat in an abandoned building, looking at the growing droplets of water outside. The rain washed away the residual breath and subtle traces of Xilin, which is one of the reasons why Xilin chose to act at this time.

What the natural raindrops look like, Xilin doesn't know, he has only seen it on TV, there is no one on this planet, there is only the weather controlled by the precision of the weather station, the precise sunlight intensity, the simulated wind, rain, thunder and lightning, everything is man-made.

A gust of wind blew, and through the cracked walls, Cillin smelled the smell of cement and waste slag, in addition to some unexpectedly familiar smells......

The corners of Xilin's eyebrows were raised, carefully distinguishing the smell in the wind, and after confirming it, his face was strange, but he didn't expect that in this era, there are still people who use that.