Chapter 7: It's Better Than the End of the World

On March 15, Mo Yuan turned the corner of the street, mingled unobtrusively in the crowd, and looked at the huge square in the distance, behind which stood a tall and magnificent six-story building. Uniformed, pine-like guards guarded the key crossings.

Unlike other squares, which are full of people, this square has its own aura of expulsion, and no one dares to wander around here without opening their eyes.

A boulder towers over the center of the square, carved with two lines of large characters.

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【Yanyuguan】

【Administrative Headquarters】

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Apathy, repression.

Unabashedly, not even a little disguised bothered.

The feeling here was very unfriendly to him, Mo Yuan didn't look any more, and left silently in the crowd.

He didn't walk long along the flow of people, he felt that the pedestrians around him began to speed up, he looked up at the sky, and the workers and masters had begun to light lamps along the street, and he knew in his heart.

Every evening, the lantern workers will start from the central city and light up the streets throughout the city, like the meridians and blood vessels that connect the huge city into one.

Nearly 10 percent of the city will be covered in light, and more than 90 percent will be covered in darkness.

[Wherever the light reaches, we will do our best.] 】

This is the oath of the Yanyuguan Administrative Headquarters, and its unfulfilled meaning is "where the light is not reached, we are powerless." ”

As the light from the street lamps spread rapidly along the street, the unlit laneways that branched off from the main street were set off darker and darker, like gluttonous mouths ready to suck souls, which was breathtaking and terrifying.

Passers-by walked around, but from time to time some figures covering their heads and faces silently entered it, either in groups of three or five, or alone, or with bare hands, or hidden with sharp weapons.

Mo Yuan just watched from afar, restrained his curiosity, and stayed in a hotel.

After washing, Mo Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, pondering in his heart.

After half a month of wandering around the city, his ideas were much clearer and more pragmatic than when he first entered the city.

His original plan was to buy a small industry, to find a foothold for the large team to enter the city one after another, to be as low-key and hidden as possible, safe and secure, convenient for long-term lurking, and to reserve enough space for development, to be able to continue to develop and grow in the dark without attracting attention, even if it is a loss.

As for the start-up capital, the fierce birds and beasts after the mutation in the wilderness are full of treasures, hunting and collecting money with their strength are almost the same, and they just selected a few medium-quality animal skins in a large inventory that day and sold them for more than 200,000 yuan, so he never worried about it.

It's beautiful to imagine, but the reality is cruel, and he found that such a muffled good thing to make a fortune has long been blocked.

It made him scratch his head.

......

Forty-one years ago, in the year 2212 of the old calendar, on January 1, the world was business as usual, there were no nine stars aligned, the sun and the moon were the same, no sun blackened, no comets fell, no viruses leaked, and mushrooms washed the floor...... It was as if everything was business as usual, but on this day, the old calendar ended.

The microcosm, which was originally as stable as the constancy of the Heavenly Dao, was suddenly no longer stable, and the strange was unpredictable. From a macro point of view, human beings have not changed, and the world has not changed, but the natural science system that human civilization has built up with exhaustive minds for thousands of years has collapsed like a fortress on the sand.

All civilization systems that rely on electricity, nuclear energy, and even higher energy sources are paralyzed in an instant, and the great country that has been able to fly to the sky with the help of various technologies and plant flags all over the world has instantly returned to the primitive era when transportation depended on transportation and information relied on roaring.

At the same time, from the sky to the land to the sea, animals, plants and microorganisms have begun to grow and evolve explosively.

And in the human world, "new humans" who have awakened all kinds of superpowers have also sprung up.

The collapse of the global Yanhuang government system, and the various grievances and hatreds accumulated between various strata in the old era have been released in this new world, and the reckless dragon and snake dance together.

Violence, loss of control, madness, killing, disorder, chaos.

To live or to die is a completely random event.

It's not the end of the world, it's better than the end of the world.

This chaos lasted for twenty years, until the rise of the other two cultivation forces, martial arts and qi.

Superpowers awaken randomly, different abilities, growth and progress can only "express their own opinions", inheritance is extremely difficult, there are no two identical leaves in the world, and it is difficult to have two identical superpowers, each superpower grows by himself, and the experience of others is the most reference.

Martial arts, on the other hand, are different from Qi training, with a perfect growth and inheritance system, and once they appear, they will soon be replaced by superpowers who claim to be "new humans", and superpowers have become aberrants—failed products of evolutionary deformity.

The current world order was created by the combination of martial artists and qi practitioners.

Compared with twenty years ago, it can be called "governing the world" now, but for Mo Yuan and them, it is even more unfriendly.

"Should I be glad I was late?" Mo Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Seeing that the time was about to reach twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Mo Yuan didn't bother anymore, and thought, "Go and ask Brother Dazhao to see if he can give some advice." ”

......

The next day, Mo Yuan got up early, had breakfast nearby and took a tricycle to the XC area, he had already made a choice.

There are five major urban areas in Yanyuguan, and the northern city is close to the city wall of Yanyuguan, which is close to the wilderness, and it can be said that the whole city is relying on this. It is full of foreign warriors, all kinds of merchants, all kinds of people, etc., with great interests, deep and muddy pools, and the most complex and chaotic.

The central city is the heart of Yanyuguan, and the real powerhouses, including the administrative headquarters on the surface of Yanyuguan, are located here.

Nancheng District, a key place for traffic, is where most of the leisure and wealthy people live here.

These three major urban areas are the essence of Yanyuguan, and most of the "land of light" are concentrated on the north-south line.

However, in terms of land area alone, these three urban areas together are comparable to one of the East XC districts. These two districts are the largest in area and most populous, but in the eyes of the upper elite, they have the lowest weight.

Mo Yuan finally chose to take root and sprout here.

......

"This is it. ”

At nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Yuan got off the tricycle with a man with a nameplate pinned to his chest "Guangtong Intermediary", and the intermediary man pointed to a small building and said to him.

There is a log plaque hanging at the door, Ping'an Home Management Office, Ningxi Lane, Jing'an Road, XC District.

The two passed by the reception area at the door, and the woman who was standing behind the counter and looked down at something looked up.

"Miss Xu, is your manager Zhou here?" said the intermediary man.

"Yes. The woman saw the nameplate on his chest and reminded him an extra sentence: "There is no one else, you just go directly." ”

"Okay, thanks. ”

"Hmm. ”

The woman continued to look at things, and the two of them walked inside.