The speed of the pickup gradually slowed down as it entered a corner, but unlike the imagined dirty scene, it still looked like a clean town.

However, as Shen Sen and the others went deeper, they still saw the extraordinary side of this place.

In any case, this is the 9th arrondissement after all.

The first thing that catches your eye when you look out of the window is the black signage that can be seen everywhere, hanging high above the traffic lights on the streets, shops and public areas.

Signs vary in size and position, but all signs have almost the same content printed on them.

It was a pair of human male and female figures, and next to the human figures, there was a picture of an alien prawn marked with a big red cross that was impossible to ignore.

Underneath the picture is a slogan that is undoubtedly racist in the eyes of various human boxing organizations.

“NO NON-HUMAN LOITERING！”

(Non-human wandering is prohibited)

“FOR USE BY HUMANS ONLY！”

(Human Use Only)

The pickup truck stopped at a gas station, the doors opened, and about a dozen people rushed out of the car.

Shen Sen narrowed his eyes and casually looked around, this was the frontier of the conflict between aliens and humans in the past.

But now, although the streets look relatively tidy, the buildings are empty, and there are almost no people.

The walls were littered with colorful graffiti and slogans.

"Drive the prawns out of our homes!"

"Aliens equals violence!"

"Peace and no prawns!"

……

These slogans are obviously very different from the mainstream international perception on television that advocates the protection of aliens' human rights and gives them a better life.

But Shen Sen couldn't judge who was right, and I am afraid that the real answer to these differences can only be answered by the local residents living here.

"Let's go, it's time for us to meet our guests for today!"

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Shen Sen walked towards the inside of the gas station based on the information obtained from Carlo's investigation.

Rats have rat paths, snakes have snake paths!

For Wilson, a former rancher, he had never heard of a place that only the people of the road could know.

Walking into the gas station, everyone found that this is just an "empty shell", although there is a signboard of the gas station outside, but there is a hole inside.

Just like coming to another world, the moment you step into the gas station, a backward slum world appears directly in front of everyone's eyes without the slightest obstruction.

Large areas of wood-paneled iron buildings, densely packed with alien prawns, appear naked in the endless land, and there is almost no border in sight.

The wind was blowing, the dust was flying, and the sky was littered with garbage and plastics, as well as waste piled up everywhere.

And the alien visitor that Shen Sen had always wanted to see with his own eyes appeared not far from him.

Millions of aliens, standing up like a really enlarged prawn, haunt the chaotic low-rise buildings.

From corner to corner, they almost merged with the gray and decaying area.

However, Shen Sen and his party wanted to get close to them, and there was still some distance, and he had to pay a "visit ticket" before that.

Where there are slums, there is crime, and arrondissement 9 is no exception.

Even if there is a very powerful international organization under the official authorization of MUN, it cannot stop the growth of local underground forces.

If you want to borrow the road from the block of "Shanghi Building" and quietly enter the ninth district, you have to pass through the territory of the Nizhiya Gang, the most powerful king of the underground underworld organization in the ninth district.

As the name suggests, the Nigerya gang is a gang of ninja and smugglers who have come here.

This gang is so aggressive, scheming, and murderous, and in the past few years, it has almost become a gangster organization that even MUN doesn't want to mess with in District 9.

They control all the transactions here by occupying the secret entryways to the Ninth District. From normal commodities to arms business, even aliens are their trade partners.

And this is exactly the "external power" that Shen Sen needs most in the first place, in all the slums, only here can he buy some of the things he wants, guns, missiles, and even some alien weapons.

It would be so convenient to be able to do these things by handing over a small amount of banknotes.

After all, even the underground king who can't be provoked by MUN now, if he can't do it now, he can't do it right, and he can't force these people to listen to his "lecture" at present, and he won't be able to affect these people for a while.

Seeing Shen Sen and his party coming, within a few seconds, two gang members who were guarding a dilapidated room at the exit walked out slowly.

The skin was dark, and they were all bare on the top of their heads, but one was wearing a headscarf, the other was tied with a white headband, and the two of them each held a gun similar to an AK in their hands, and walked in front of Shen Sen unhurriedly.

"What do you all do, if you want to go in and do business, pay 100 rand each!"

The price was about ten dollars, and a dozen of them would have to pay nearly two hundred dollars, but the people who came here had few objections.

Because the people who do business here basically want to make a fortune from the aliens, there are nearly 1.8 million aliens, and the daily consumption is a very large number, and this ticket money is within their affordability.

And Shen Sen, who came to the door on purpose, naturally would not be dissatisfied because of this money, money has no meaning to him, and when he has no ability to lift the table, it is most efficient to abide by other people's rules.

"Here's two hundred dollars!"

"I want to get your boss some weapons!"

At this time, under Shen Sen's signal, Carlo stepped out, took out the prepared banknotes, handed them to the guards, and then said the purpose of their trip.

"You guys, weapons?"

“OK，OK！”

The man in the turban stammered, rubbing the extra bills in his hand and answering in English with a thick accent.

This is one of their normal "commodities", as long as they are given money, they buy whoever they want, and even aliens become their biggest customers.

"You have a sword, and we have a gun in Nigeria."

"Come with me, I'll take you to my boss!"

After speaking, without waiting for Shen Sen and the others to answer, one of the members turned his head and walked towards the passage leading to the ninth district in the house.

Seeing this, Shen Sen also followed behind them in a daze, and easily stepped into the ninth forbidden area for the first time.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that the land of the ninth district has been cut into the shape of a Go board, but when you walk inside, you don't feel it at all.

Tin sheets, wooden planks, excrement, weeds, garbage heaps, and all kinds of waste were mixed together and discarded in the middle of the path they walked.

As far as the eye can see, you can see flames and smoke rising into the sky, spreading wantonly across the land.

It's even more chaotic than a slum.