038 Rebellion (2)
Nightclubs, dance halls, bars, dream shops, beauty salons, street corners at night...... You can buy blue amber almost everywhere in the borderlands.
That's how 14-year-old Vivien died. As long as you save a week's pocket money, you can buy blue amber, and as long as you are instigated by two or three idiots, you can overdose.
In downtown Nova City, there is a Blue Breath Experience Hall, where professional doctors and nurses are stationed, hot springs, oxygen rooms, virtual cabins and other facilities are all available, as long as you have money, you can safely spend a day of drunken dreams and death.
"The proprietor, Connor, contacted the families of the other victims and united to protest at the Marano family's blue amber production site, but was evicted.
Dozens of people followed, including Boss Lawrence and Mr. Falken. Yesterday morning, their protest procession, numbering nearly 100 people, was dispersed after nearly half an hour of confrontation with the violent elements at the production site. β
Mr. Falken, who is in his sixties, is a former mercenary and a former mercenary.
These days, they are busy preparing for the show, and they have only heard about the protests and have not seen much media coverage.
Rogge couldn't help but frown when he heard that it was related to the Blue Breath business.
"What are the goals of their protests?"
"Stop the production and sale of blue amber on Kite Street."
"Impossible."
Bai Zhe also felt that this goal was too difficult to achieve.
No matter how outrageous it may sound, Blue Amber is now indeed a drug that can be legally sold publicly. Moreover, a large part of the profits from the distribution of blue amber belongs to the big owner of the Life Foundation.
The behemoth of the Life Foundation cannot allow any region to ban the production and sale of blue amber.
"Moya, is it Boss Lawrence who wants to invite you to join the protest team?"
He asked, thinking about it.
Because of "Rust", Mo Ya has become a little star on Kite Street, and his social account is also very popular. It's normal for protesters to want her to join.
"Well, Lawrence is annoyed by the thugs who sell blue amber in his shop. Connor also came to me and told me that I often went to her shop to buy small cakes.
I was going to talk about it tomorrow. β
As a result, none of us slept obediently tonight, so let's talk about it now.
Rogge: "If their protests were too large, the Foundation might have stepped in to quell them.
The gangs in the border area, this gang and that association, including the Marano family, are not independent organizations. All gangs have the function of black gloves, secretly have ties to certain companies, and do jobs that are inconvenient and disdainful for large companies. β
Well? You know quite a bit.
"But we still have to protest. Even if it doesn't succeed, at least suppress them. β
Moya shook his fist in displeasure. In case of a wave of recklessness in advance, let's talk about it later.
Bai Zhe: "I want to participate too." β
Rogge's eyelids jumped, you kid is not sober anymore.
"However, I think what they're trying to do is have to be a little bit different."
"How to make a small change?"
"It's not a ban on blue amber, it's a requirement for the production of white agent."
"Huh?"
Mo Ya and Rogge reacted for a while before they understood what Bai Zhe meant. How do you feel that this guy is a little black-bellied.
"The reason for the proliferation of blue amber is that it is cheap and highly addictive. The dens in the border areas do not produce expensive white agent, and I suspect that they do not even have the equipment and technology to produce white agent. β
As long as you know the synthesis route, you can make blue amber on the hour in the basement. A different story is true for whitening agents involving nanomachines.
"The Foundation's official stores are sold in combinations, and we demand that the sales points in the border areas also follow this standard, which is a reasonable demand.
For every 12 vials of blue at the point of sale, 1 vial of white must be paired. Customers may not be able to afford it, but they must have it. β
Dens that do not have the production capacity of white agent can only purchase directly from the Foundation, and the price is better than killing them.
"I'm okay with the Life Foundation that killed a thousand cuts, I'm just dissatisfied with the non-compliant point of sale. This slogan should be able to be posted directly on social platforms. β
The kobold military division finished his statement.
Mo Ya patted Bai Zhe's back vigorously. Bassist, this band can't live without you.
"I made this suggestion with them. If we can change, we will join the protest together. β
"Okay."
Rogge struggled for a moment, and reluctantly agreed. If the car overturned, he would ride a mechanical dog and run away with Moya.
He also had a strong hope that the protests would succeed and that the Lamber business would be shut down for a while. Not only was that a crushing blow to the Marano family, but it also meant that the residents of Kite Street took back some control of it to themselves.
It's just that as a loser, he knows how slim that hope is.
Bai Zhe glanced at the commission interface.
[Transmissibility: 17/20]
[Fascination: 0/3]
[Remaining time: 24 days and 22 hours]
He had a hunch that it wouldn't take that long. We'll find out in the next few days.
Sooko, rusty sun, what will be the reward you are ready for?
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Whewββ!
Joshua awoke and got up from the rough, cold pavement, falling back because his legs were weak.
What is this howling.
It was pitch black in front of him, and it took a few seconds to realize that he was still wearing VR goggles.
It's out of power, so I have to find a place with wireless charging.
Joshua takes off his glasses. The light is so dazzling, and things are shaking around.
He wasn't sure if it was because he was dizzy or because of Blue Amber.
My left hand started to hurt again. My back hurts, my neck hurts. It seems that the effect of the blue amber has passed.
I turned over on my body for a long time, but there was not a drop of blue amber. There are also 17.8 on the account, and the cheapest nutritional paste is 0.5 sticks, which can be bought...... It's not easy to count, dozens of them.
Maybe he could find someone to share it and buy a blue amber for one and a half.
Joshua leaned against the wall and instinctively followed the beat of the drum into the street. The roar sounded empty and distant, like it came from a far, cold place.
There is a band performing on the street. Isn't it daytime.
Onlookers noticed the homeless man behind him. Skinny, dusty, dirty eyes sunken inward, and the prosthetic body of his left hand began to rust after the paint had fallen off.
They didn't hide their disgusted gaze and turned sideways away from the addict.
Joshua had become accustomed to this gaze, and sat down with his hands on the ground, watching the performance from a distance.
He graduated from a welfare school at the age of 14, had no money or skills, and after two months in the outer city without finding a stable job, he slept on the streets, and was driven to the border area not long after.
I found a part-time job in a food factory to eat, and broke my left hand because of a production accident. He used the money he lost to put on a cheap prosthesis, but the counterfeit and shoddy products had adverse reactions.
Three years later, the factory went out of business.
He changed several processing factories, but he was fired because of his shaky hands and slow work, and he wanted to change his prosthetic body but had no money.
Joshua began working for others in virtual games. He has no equipment or technology, so he can only take on the simplest tasks. When the day is good, you can earn forty or fifty yuan, and when there are no game activities, it is more than a dozen.
After that, he couldn't remember. Somehow, it rotted like this.
In the game, do tasks in exchange for money, and exchange money to buy blue amber and nutritional paste. Go down with a needle, find a clean place to watch the free dream shadow, and sleep until the next day.
It's cold.
The autumn wind is cold, and the drums are muffled.
He faintly heard the rhythm of the boom, the violent roar mixed with the gloomy electronic keyboard.
Joshua looked at the shouting crowd, unable to join in, and had no intention of doing so.
He looked at the blazing white sun overhead, squinting his eyes.
A reddish-brown scar spreads on the surface of the sun, and the light gradually becomes dire and dim. The noisy human voice is sluggish and weakened, and gradually becomes inaudible.
Only music and roars trembled in the ears.
Is the sun going out?
It's better to die this fall. It's too cold in winter.
"White snow, gray ice, red sun rust all ......"
Joshua watched as the rust on his left hand began to spread, gradually spreading throughout his body, and the rusted body was about to crumble.
The hallucinations of dying are so funny.
It's cold. The last of the heat is passing away from the body.
"We're disbanding the band next month! I'm Moya the drummer! β
"Don't continue to let gangsters and drugs pollute our communities! Don't let young lives die to blue amber again! Join us in the action! β
"Let's not disappear in silence and rust! We're going to scream, we're going to drive them out, we're going to crush them! β
Joshua stared at the dim sun. It was not completely extinguished, and there were still embers left at the edges.