"Painful ......!"

As soon as the sky was dark, a teenager twitched the corners of his mouth, slowly propped himself up from the creaking iron bed, and gently touched the lump under the corner of his left eye. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Although his slightly childish face was somewhat smudged and emaciated by malnutrition...... There is also a large lump under the eye...... But it looks pretty handsome.

He looked around himself, the place called home: a cramped hut made of rough metal sheets welded haphazardly, and in addition to the broken bed on which he lay down, the furniture in the room was a worn-out metal table. As a result of the impact, a large piece of the wall on the right side of the room was dented, and the piece that was the ceiling bulged out in a large semicircle. Surrounded by worn, strange mechanical items, most of them machines or modified human parts that they had picked up from the junkyard.

On the wall facing the table, there are several photos of people, and the time and amount of money collected and lent are clearly written below. And on the side of each photo, there is a date written in red pen, which is very eye-catching - it is the day when the money was paid back to Macia.

And on the table, there was a radio full of rust, rustling. The mechanical voice of the announcement was muffled, but Kaiyun didn't have to listen to it to know that it was the Authority's broadcast of the world's only sport, known as the 'Death Rush', through various channels.

'That bastard...... Although I knew that he was timid before I dared to lend him a debt, I still didn't expect his fists to be so powerful. I don't know how serious it is, kill me, Makia will let him go if he can't get money from me? Really. The punch and kick he received yesterday when he was collecting debts made his whole body ache, Kaiyun rolled over and got out of bed, wanting to drink some water, and then he felt like his body was falling apart, and he was uncomfortable everywhere. With his left eye half-closed, he walked to the mouth of a thick sewer pipe in the room, holding an iron cup. With the flip of the switch, I could faintly hear the rumbling sound of the machine running through the pipe, but not a drop of water seeped out.

Kaiyun Qi came up and kicked at the mouth of the water pipe.

"Bump!" The echo in the pipe is endless. But...... Except for a few unnamed bugs crawling out of it, there was no reaction.

"What does the Authority do? What about the 200 ml of purified water per day in the residents' welfare? Do you want me to go to the water store and buy water? One liter costs 700 tacks! Kaiyun watched angrily as the little worms crawled under his feet, and when he lifted his feet, he trampled one to death. He put the iron cup back on the table, subconsciously looked around, and then walked to the recessed piece of the wall and pulled open a piece of iron.

Under the iron sheet was a rusty twist switch, and Kaiyun turned it left and right a few times, and the concave wall shook slightly, and the center of the depression was deeply sunk.

Inside, there were several bottles of pure water, four bars of dry bread with a blackened surface, and a piece of jerky that he had specially saved.

As if tasting some rare wine, Kaiyun took out a bottle and took a sip. Then tear a few strands of minced meat from the jerky and sprinkle it on the freshly cut dry bread, which is only the size of a palm.

Not bad, breakfast solved for the day.

'I'm going to pay it back.' 'A small piece of dry bread, it's just a matter of a few bites. Kaiyun licked his fingers and carefully hid the rest of his reserves back into hiding. He closed the small mechanism, took out the metal card he had transferred last night, and scratched it down.

With a bang, the personal management interface of District 16 residents was mapped out of a small hole in the card, forming a faint green interface in the air. In the 'Authority Bank' column, the teenager entered his resident ID and password, and pointed the green light in the card at his eyebrows, completing the brain information authentication.

No one would have thought that such a young man who was dressed in homespun clothes and hid a little bread and water very carefully would be on his account......

There is a lot of money!

'73,000 Tarts, at this rate...... Ten years, no, nine more years. After nine years, you can save enough 200,000 ......' Kaiyun looked at the numbers on the interface and put the card in his pocket with satisfaction. He put a strapless denim vest on his yellowed T-shirt, put windbreakers on his forehead, and pushed open the rusty door with a squeak.

The cold wind in the early morning made Kaiyun shiver. After acquiring the residency rights in District 16, the Authority arranged a 'home' that was converted from an abandoned factory on the hill. Compared with the canned dwellings at the foot of the mountain, this piece of dwelling is more similar to the structure of a shipping container, piece by piece.

Following a long and narrow mountain road, Kaiyun slowly walked down the mountain. Arriving at the base of the hill, the teenager bypassed several dimly lit alleys to the main street that traverses the 16th arrondissement.

The streets during the day, because of the dark exhaust fumes in the sky, are not much brighter than at night, and there are still some illuminated street lamps around. It's the main street, but it's more like a makeshift section in the garbage dump. Day and night, the whole street still reverberates with the roar of factory machinery, emitting a mixed stench of gasoline and rotten meat. Surrounded by tin-sheet dwellings like cans, bags of industrial waste, jet-black engine oil and disgusting factory pipes are everywhere. From time to time, some of the residences will be filled with the sound of electric currents, or the commentary of a 'Death Rush' rugby game.

At this time, the homeless people who had not obtained the right to inhabit also woke up from the waste materials on the side of the road. They were scouring the streets, looking for anything to pick up and sell for money.

In addition to these homeless people, the streets are full of residents who have the right to live in the 16th arrondissement, busy rushing to work in the factory. They have ordinary physical humans, as well as mechanically modified humans.

Kaiyun has long been accustomed to this, but every time he sees these people who are struggling to survive, he still unconsciously takes a few more looks: no matter what year or month human beings are, they still maintain their original appearance and size. The modified people have different forms, some only part of the organs have been modified, and auxiliary devices have been installed in some parts; Some are similar to plastic mannequins in shopping malls, with no hair, except for some rust spots that have not been maintained, and the appearance is smooth and can reflect light; And one of the full-body modified people should be needed by the factory, and even the original form of the human cannot be seen at all. He is more than 3 meters tall, his arms are stretched out as heavy as a hoisting mechanical arm, and his lower limbs are directly changed to a flat and stable roller crawler type in order to ensure balance.

Kaiyun knows that these workers are necessary to transform themselves. They are the same as the young man who owed debts last night, because of the division of labor in the factory, in order to make more money, they basically mechanized their bodies. Now, they stand at designated locations on the side of the street waiting for the factory's shuttle, while the larger modders have to wait for the factory's special transport trucks.

Although the physical parts that make up the body are very different, these inhabitants all have one thing in common: their eyes.

Whether it is the physical body or the transformed mechanical eyes, the eyes of the residents of District 16 are so hollow.

Apart from......

The pure flesh boy who walked past them.

His eyes are different from those of these residents. In a world full of steel scrap, it's still bright and transparent, always looking straight ahead.

Kaiyun didn't pay any more attention to the workers, stepped up his steps, and walked through the street. He knows that he has things to do, his own life, and his own goals. He will try to save up to 200,000 and leave here for District 00. Because there's one and this one...... Or rather, a completely different city from other districts.

It's a city with plenty of clean water and fresh food, clean streets and pure air. It is like a delicate flower in a greenhouse, separated by a huge film in the deepest ground.

It's a dream land that only a few lucky surface dwellers can reach......

Agarta.