Section 1 Manhattan in 2167
More than 100 years ago, people in the peaceful and prosperous era have been wondering what the future holds.
Bizarre flying machines?
A trip to Mars that says go?
Or is it a riot?
Unfortunately, this is not the case.
......
"Obviously, our ancestors didn't have the foresight to have the planet to lose two-fifths of the population when that quantum storm struck. ”
In a dilapidated alley, a dirty homeless man said to a black child: "I found a lot of books in the garbage dump, some of which were written by people more than a hundred years ago. Look at what they all wrote, it's all a picture of romanticism. But that's not the case. ”
"Outside of the Land of Order, monsters can jump out and swallow your head at any time, and inside the Land of Order, there is not always much safety. Robbery, sexual assault is light, and to be honest, if it weren't for my skinnyness, the last time I was caught by the Akron gangs, I would have been eaten by their boss. ”
"The quantum storm brings out the dark side, the dark side of everyone. Some people are powerful, others - like us - lose their rights as human beings. Here's a word of advice: Boy, don't be so swaggering about carrying bread in your pocket after receiving the relief food. It's the streets of Manhattan. ”
When the old tramp had said this, he snatched the loaf of bread from the black child's pocket and took a bite of it fiercely.
The black child trembled and pleaded.
"Hey boy, don't look at me like that. I'm going to teach you a lesson for free. Knowledge is invaluable these days. ”
The old tramp carefully hid the bread in his bosom and limped deeper into the alley.
"Hey, you can't just take my ......"
Before the cry of the black child was over, a terrifying fire suddenly fell from the sky and happened to hit the old homeless man!
Rumble!
After the violent explosion, the powerful shockwave lifted the child's body directly into the air, and he opened his hands helplessly, but he could only watch as the old homeless man and the relief bread he had just received today were blown to pieces by the shell.
"Oops!"
The child hit a wall behind his back and fell wolf-likely.
At this moment, a young man in a floral shirt swaggered past the entrance of the alley. Took a look. Immediately said disdainfully:
"Sorry, it's a bad hit. ”
He also carried a bazooka on his shoulder.
The child closed his eyes in agony.
Who knew that at this time, there was a sudden clangling sound in his ears.
The child was startled and immediately opened his eyes.
I saw the sewer lid that was lying quietly in front of him. Suddenly moved. It is then completely pushed away.
A strangely dressed young man crawled out of it.
What's even more amazing for children is that. This person actually smiled at himself!
Only those who live in this age know how incredible a stranger's smile is!
He froze there.
The two looked at each other for a long time before the black child boldly asked, "Are you the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"
The young man was stunned for a moment. Shaking his head and laughing, "No." ”
The child wondered: "Then why do you live in the sewer?"
The young man glanced down at the corner of the worn comic book peeking out of the pocket of the child's jacket, and he knew it.
He jumped out of the sewer, squatted in front of the child, and said with a slight smile:
"Let's change the subject, where is this?"
"By the way, let me introduce myself, my name is Lance, what about you?"
......
"Your clothes look cool. ”
In the alley, the black kid who called himself Barry looked at Lance with some envy: "But it's not strange what people wear these days. ”
"You must be hungry, right? Honestly, so am I. An old homeless man had just snatched my share of the relief food from me, but he was killed by the bazooka...... I'll change my name now, and I should be able to pick it up again, but we'll have to change the supply point for relief food. ”
"The next wave of food trucks will arrive at the supply point we are going to in ten minutes, so we have to speed up. Reims. ”
"A word of advice, in Manhattan, relief food waits for no one. ”
Faced with the old-fashioned tone of the black child, Lance couldn't help but laugh.
He didn't expect that when he returned to Earth through the gate of the plane, he did not arrive directly in Asia, but came to North America.
Manhattan Island is one of the most prosperous areas in New York, and after the quantum storm, it is one of the few places of order in New York City, and although it is also full of violence, at least there is no need to worry about being eaten by the monsters that often haunt the wilderness.
"It's the year 2167, and it's been three years since my car accident soul crossed over to the world of Creeland. ”
Lance followed Barry at an unhurried pace, distracted by his thoughts.
There weren't many obstacles to crossing the plane's gates, at least much easier than the one he had traveled through the planes. It's just that he is a little worried that although the bottle of eternity followed him to this world, the spirit in the bottle seems to have fallen into a deep sleep and does not respond to his call immediately.
This is probably second only to the bad thing that he found himself in a dirty, smelly sewer after he crossed over.
But now that he knew that this was Manhattan, with Lance's current strength, he should be able to find a relatively safe way back to Asia - he had already tried it in the sewers, all the witchcraft could be used, and what made him even more ecstatic was that the air on Earth was filled with rich shadow particles.
Cultivating in this place, he didn't even need to rely on the power of the Eternal Vial!
However, even so, he didn't dare to swagger and go directly on the magic carpet wherever he wanted - because of this world, because of the quantum storm ninety years ago. It also becomes extremely dangerous!
Three years ago, he knew that there were many extremely terrifying monsters in this world, and perverted superpowers. There are quite a few of these guys, even the second-level high-level Lance may not be able to beat - not to mention that this is already three years later, and with the rapid pace of change in this world, God knows what will happen in three years.
So he wasn't in a hurry, at least he had to understand what the world had become.
"No, there's the Ninth District Relief Food Pick-up Point in front of you, be clever, and tell yourself what happened to you - or can you put on a show, like making yourself a disabled person?"
Barry stopped abruptly. Pointing to the street not far away, he asked Lance.
Lance looked up. I saw a group of people clustering around an entrance on the street, and a tall black man stood on a high platform inside the entrance, looking around with a stern gaze.
"There's the registration desk over there, and you can only get relief food with white receipts. That's about how it works. Barry enthusiastically explained, "Don't annoy those people -- the ones in uniform. They are employees of Zhongxin Technology. They are responsible for the relief food in this area. ”
"Zhongxin Technology?" Lance couldn't help but light up when he saw the familiar sign.
"yes, you Asian-founded companies. One of the three giants of the world's gene chips. Barry looked yearning: "It would be nice if I could have a gene chip too." It's a pity that I didn't know how to test those big companies - even if it was a test product. ”
Looking at Barry's longing eyes, Lance had countless memories in his mind.
Frankly speaking, as a chip salesman, Lance has not had a good life in Zhongxin Technology, and it can even be said to be very bad. Not only is it stressful, but it can also kill you at any time when dealing with those superhero clients - after all, in these days, the word hero does not describe a person's character, but a person's strength.
But even so, he is still very grateful to this company.
Because when he was at his most depressed and probably starved to death on the streets, it was this company that gave him a job.
And after he crossed over, it was the full set of gene chips of Zhongxin Technology carried on his body that gave him the capital to survive in that more cruel world.
After coming back this time, I am afraid that I will inevitably have to deal with this company.
Just as he was thinking this, Barry suddenly took his hand and said, "The transporter is coming, let's hurry over!"
The two came to the entrance of the alley, and at this time, hundreds of people from all over the country rushed to the street.
These people have come to receive relief food.
On the street in the distance, three large trucks slowly approached.
The crowd stirred for a moment, but when they saw a few mercenaries with loaded guns standing on the big truck, the fire of greed in their eyes was suddenly extinguished.
They are ordinary people, but they don't dare to fight against guns and bullets.
However, not all of them are ordinary people.
At this time, on the roof of the terraced house on the west side, a young man wearing a floral shirt and carrying a bazooka suddenly appeared.
The man lit himself a cigar with great fanfare, and immediately aimed his bazooka at the front of the transporter.
Rumble!
On the street, where the crowd was most dense, a scorched earth was suddenly blown out by shells.
There was a loud braking sound, and the three trucks came to a halt in unison.
The mercenaries angrily raised their guns and aimed them at the flower shirt.
Who knew that at this very moment, a huge shadow fell from the sky!
It was a strong man with a height of two meters, his body was covered with a metallic luster, and the muscles of his upper body reached the point of terror.
"These three carts of grain are ours. ”
The strong man said sullenly.
"Oh no, it's the Akron gang!" Barry screamed, hurriedly taking Lance's hand and about to flee.
"Wait!" Lance said calmly, "I want to stay and see." ”
"Are you crazy?" Barry glared at Lance incredulously. (To be continued......)
PS: This is probably the most attentive chapter I've written recently, and I'm slowly getting back to the state, and I hope you will continue to support it.