Chapter 337

The dim sun was burning in the dome.

Huge gears and springs are embedded in the earth.

Dark red rust seeped into the soil.

The metal has a slight luster.

Machines give birth to wings.

Lu Wen sits on the crisscross steel pipes.

He felt as if he was in a broken old age, the mechanical traces wrapped his soul, and there was a faint sound of steam in his ear.

Dark oil stains and dark gold metal are the main colors in this area.

Low houses in untidy rows.

The kerosene lamp lights up in front of the glass window.

The streets are winding.

From a commanding point of view, the whole world is full of patchwork aesthetics.

Incongruous beauty.

Modern and past, technology and backwardness, and This is a world of discordant races.

[blue man]

[freak man]

[remodel man]

[robot man]

[dwarf, giant]

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all that the human brain can imagine seems to have come true here.

The classics Science fiction and mystery, fantasy and illusion.

This is the forgotten corner of the world.

It is an extension of those magic ancient books.

The yellow parchment unfolds slowly, and the fuzzy words invade the reality from the illusion to construct this three-dimensional city.

……

The exit of the elevator shaft is a hidden cliff.

There are countless huge pipes on the cliff.

The world is not cold.

It's warm.

Rudd jumped from the exit to the pipe, followed the pipe all the way to where there was a voice.

He jumped down the pipe, straightened his sleeves a little, and began to walk in the street.

The street is paved with black slate.

The cracks are inlaid with pebbles.

The houses on both sides are bungalows, decorated with worn-out metal parts, and the black rust spreads along the copper and iron sheets to the eaves, which has a sense of dilapidated beauty.

Most of the people on the street are dressed in ordinary clothes, even some rags.

Lu Wen noticed that the eyes of those people were very strange.

There seems to be some awe.

It's like envy.

[no normal looking human]

the news from the little ant reminds Lu Wen.

Along the way, five or six minutes, did not see any normal people.

The short one is very short, and the high one is also very high.

There are also normal height, but covered with white or black hair, like atavism.

As for those without hair, the skin is abnormally blue.

The underground world is full of strangeness.

Lu continued to walk on the twisted streets, observing carefully, trying not to miss all the details.

Sometimes chaos and violence are on his side.

Crazy fight.

There is no one to stop it.

In less than ten minutes, Lu Wen witnessed three fights.

White and black, robots and Terrans, dwarves and giants.

One of the least suspense is the third scene.

The big man, who is more than three meters tall, picked up the short man who is less than one meter tall. It was like picking up a chicken and smashing it heavily on the stone street, with blood splashing and blood smearing. It was the crushing of absolute strength.

But these big guys all have some rickets. The higher they are, the more rickets they are. I don't know if it's because the bones can't bear it.

Lu made a simple judgment.

"These fights are very principled, and try not to hurt passers-by and vendors on both sides of the street."

There are many vendors on both sides of the street.

Some sell toys and handicrafts, others sell fruits and meat.

It's no different from the world on the ground.

Lu Wen stands in front of a stall.

Sometimes I look at the boss, sometimes I look at the things on the stall.

The stall owner is a dwarf, very short, about 80 cm, with thin limbs, wrinkled skin, yellow hair, and no expression in his eyes. He is also dressed in plain, gray white clothes with several patches.

There are many metal crafts on his stall.

Some gadgets, but it's beautiful.

Most of them are bronze.

Maybe Lu Wen has been standing for too long without saying a word, which puts a little pressure on the boss.

He swallowed his saliva and asked carefully, "Dear guest, what can I do for you?"

"What do you have?"

"It's all I have here."

He tried to stand a little higher, but his tone was still humble. He introduced the small items on the booth to Lu Wen, "Dear guest, if you need custom-made crafts, I will also meet your needs in the shortest time.""Why do you call me a guest?"

"You are a pure human, with noble status, fair and delicate skin, and your clothes are very expensive only by looking at the cloth. You should only come to the mixed zone to experience when you are carrying a backpack?" The dwarf looked respectful.

After living in these places for a long time, everyone will be a little observant.

Lu Wen nodded and replied, "yes."

He began to capture the key words in the boss's words.

Pure human, mixed zone

"How much do you have?" Lu Wen asked suddenly.

"Ah, this..."

The dwarf hesitated and said in a low voice, "Dear guest, do you want to..."

"I want to exchange some money with you."

Lu Wen takes out a gold bar.

It's only 100g. It's not a strip. It's more appropriate to use tablets.

He noticed that the dwarf's eyes brightened a little when the gold was put on the stall.

[gold is also a precious metal in this world]

Lu Wen is probably a little confident.

It's no different from the ground.

"Dear guest, I I may not have as much money as you need. " The dwarf looked at the gold chip on the stall, and there was a trace of desire in his eyes, but his reason finally got the upper hand,

"how many do you have?" Lu Wen looked down into his eyes and asked faintly.

"I Here That's all

The dwarf took out a thick pile of money.

There are zeros and integers, and the sum of them is less than 10000.

He put it respectfully on the stall.

"Dear guest, there is a big difference in the money. If If you... "

"Yes, that's all."

Lu Wen put away the stack of banknotes.

When he was just shopping, he noticed a problem besides watching the fight.

It seems that there is no mobile payment in this world. Transactions are all paper money.

Money is a big problem.

"You can check this gold bar. It's true."

"No, I believe you."

The surprise and excitement on the dwarf's face are inevitable.

He has long heard that all human beings are quite rich, rich in life and prosperous in science and technology.

But this is the southernmost part of the mixed zone, and it's rare to see pure humans a few times a year.

There are more in the north of the mixed zone.

The banknotes in this world are very different from those on the ground. There is no head or scenery on the banknotes, but buildings.

Lu Wen took out all kinds of banknotes.

There are three different kinds of buildings.

These three buildings have a strong sense of technology, which is totally different from the low one story bungalows around them.

"Distinguished guest, do you need anything else?"

"No more."

Lu Wen waved his hand.

Then, in the dwarf's fiery eyes, he turned and left.

During the conversation just now, Lu Wenwen's system has been capturing this dwarf's physical features for comparative analysis.

Now the results are coming out.

[genetic diseases]

[there is a certain possibility of inheritance]

all kinds of malformed children are born every year in nine cities, so there are quite a lot of data in the system database.

Systematic analysis indicated that it was a genetic disease.

It's very similar to dwarfism.

But the probability of heredity is not big.

What Lu Wen saw in front of his eyes was the dwarves all over the street There are too many.

He was thinking that a fourth fight happened not far away.

This time it's still robots and people.

Metal and half metal fight.

These people may live too leisurely and have nothing to do, or they may really have racial feuds, so they fight when they disagree.

Lu Wen walked over slowly.

In such fighting scenes, there are often melon eaters.

People of all races gather to discuss in a low voice, and they will cheer on one side.

Lu Wen heard a lot about the world in the three previous fights.

"I think that robot can win. He's covered with metal, so it's hard to break."

"Robots also have weaknesses. Their necks are very fragile. In order to make their necks turn flexibly, they leave a certain gap. There are all wires inside, and they will be gone with a knife."

"The neck is also the weakness of the remoulder."

"But there are more weaknesses in the transformation of human beings, and the transformation of human beings is a flesh and blood creature. Eventually, they will be tired, and the calculation is not precise enough. If they can't dodge, they will be hacked."

“……”

It seems that people here often see such fights.

So we all have some experience.

After listening to their discussion, the two races of robots and remoulders have always been at odds. It's good that they don't talk when they meet. It's easy to say nothing when they talk.And the final result is generally four or six open, the robot's win is relatively large.

"Ding --!"

It's the sound of a knife cutting on the metal surface.

The sparks were all over the place.

The remoulder failed again. He did not split the surface metal shell with a knife. He almost didn't hold the knife because of the anti shock force.

He just transformed his legs into a machine, and his arm strength still belongs to the category of human beings, which is not very strong.

The robot took the opportunity to punch him on the wrist holding the knife.

The dagger suddenly took off and flew out.

The robot is very powerful. The other robot arm holds a long knife and cuts horizontally. The blade is sharp and cold.

At this time, the focus of reform is not stable.

If this knife is cut, the whole head will be cut off.

He clenched his teeth.

He quickly fell on the ground and rolled backward to avoid the subsequent chopping.

The long knife cut down on the ground continuously, breaking several stone slabs.

The reformer had no weapon in his hand and knew that he was invincible, so he was ready to use the last of the thirty-six tactics.

He got up in confusion.

The clothes were covered with dust.

The robot behind him pursued closely, and the cold of the blade never seemed to leave the neck of the remoulder.

The reformer was pale with sweat on his forehead. In order to escape, he overturned a blue man's fruit stall on the side of the road.

All kinds of fruits are scattered on the ground.

It has caused some obstacles to the robot.

"That's too much. If you fight, you'll fight. You'll live and die. What's the matter with lifting a girl's fruit stand?" A giant murmured in a low voice.

"It's a little too much."

There seems to be rules for fighting in this area.

Lu Wenzhi also found it.

Try not to hurt passers-by, can not always affect the business of roadside stall owners, so these people dare to watch the play.

This remoulding not only affected the people, but also lifted up the stall, which is not in line with the rules here.

But he didn't care so much about life and death.

"This guy's unruly, and he'll always be punished." It was another blue man who said that.

Lu Wen's listening ability is very good. He can hear all the sounds around him.

This sentence "retribution" has aroused his curiosity, and the degree of these four words is very heavy.

It's just a fruit stall. There's no need to be punished, right?

The stall owner is a young girl. She looks at her seventeen or eighteen years old, long braided hair, thin and blue skin.

Two fierce guys burst into the stall.

And opened a stall.

The girl seemed to be a little afraid. She fell to the ground and took a few steps back.

Lu Wen inquired about the phenomenon of blue skin in the database, but the results were only "Avatar", "X-Men beast", "Smurfs", "heavy metal poisoning" and so on.

There is no blue race.

Only a few reports were made up by we media in order to cheat the number of hits.

"Pa!"

Just a moment when Lu Wen looked up the data.

The man stepped on a banana and fell.

Almost head first.

He fell to the side of the stall owner.

And the robot has raised the long knife.

With this knife, both heads will fall to the ground.

I don't know what color the blood in the blue body is.

Lu Wen only knew that in Yin Long's memory of the last life, the country he lived in, the color of his blood was green.

Of course, the main purpose is to protect teenagers, so the blood turns green passively.

"Hoo -"

the long knife scratched a faint trace in the air.

It's fast.

The blade is from top to bottom, pointing to both necks.

"Ding --!"

The grinding sound of the blades.

The knife stopped.

Lu Wen pulled out his short knife and blocked the powerful long one.

He looked flat and motionless.

There were more whispers from the onlookers.

A deformed man whispered, his eyes full of envy.

"It's pure human. I haven't seen pure human for more than a month."

He was born deformed, with a twisted lumbar spine and displaced facial features.

Another creature with black hair and looks like an upright ape at first glance said: "this pure human is so young and powerful. With his arm straight, he gave a knife, and it was so easy to block the endless chopping of the robot."

"Look at his clothes. They are smooth and smooth. They should belong to wealthy families. They have been trained since childhood."

"I heard that all Terrans are rich."“……”

All the comments gathered in Lu Wen's ears.

He's analyzing it bit by bit.

There are no trustworthy people in this world. They're new here.

"Human, you want to save that man?"

"No, I'm just saving this man."

"Well, get out of the way."

"Yes."

Lu Wen took away his knife and pulled up the blue girl on the ground.

Then there was the scene of the head landing.

The blood of the reformed man is still red.

The robot kicked the head aside and then dragged the headless body to Lu Wenshen.

He said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry for the heavy tone of the question just now. I apologize to you. There should be some valuable things on this person, which can be regarded as the girl's apology."

Very respectful tone.

This makes Lu Wen once again confirm that the status of pure human here is relatively high.

If it was another race, blocking the robot's knife at that time might be another scene.

……

The fight is over, and people are dead.

There's nothing to watch.

There is also a pure human race at the scene, and it's hard for the onlookers to keep it.

It's all gone.

Lu Wen simply checked the body. It's nothing valuable. The whole body adds up to two or three hundred. He can't compensate for the fruit.

The blue girl was still picking up the undamaged fruits on the ground.

Lu Wen heard it in the crowd.

Blue people seem to be short of money. They need to keep making money, or they will die.

It's funny.

No one will die without money.

But then he heard it again, which seems to be about gene drugs.

So at that time, after the fruit stand was overturned, a blue man in the audience whispered "retribution.".

Lu Wen squatted down slowly, looked at the girl and asked calmly, "are you short of money?"

"The blue people here are short of money."

"What's your name?"

"Christo."

Crystal, crystal.

The girl with a nice name seems to realize that she has been busy picking up fruits on the ground and hasn't had time to thank Lu Wen for his knife.

She said hastily, "Dear guest, thank you for your help."

Lu Wen took out a heavy gold bar from his backpack and said to Christopher, "I have a lot of money here."

Before setting out, Dr. Jiang asked Lu Wenduo to bring some weapons.

In his imagination, Lu Wen was supposed to go to a mysterious place to kill people everywhere, carrying double guns to shoot.

But Lu Wen just said with a smile that money is enough.

So most of his backpack is filled with gold bars, diamonds, gems and so on.

Looking at the gold bar, crystal was stunned for a moment. Then he bit his lip and whispered, "Dear guest, I'm not worth so much money."

"I'm not interested in blue people. I just want to ask a few questions."

"Ask, and I'll tell you what I know."

"It's not convenient here."

Lu Wen looked around.

The streets are full of people.

……

The night of the world comes quickly.

The artificial sun on the top of my head is getting dim, which means that night is coming.

In the evening.

Lu Wen follows Christopher to a quiet street.

There are also one story bungalows on both sides of the street.

The conditions are not good.

The house is crooked, the walls are built with red bricks at will, and then supported by some broken copper and iron that can be seen everywhere. It seems that it will collapse at any time.

Most of the roofs are covered with asbestos tiles or rusty metal plates.

Barely able to keep out the wind and rain.

Rudd thought of the slum in the 16th district of Maugham.

It's not much better than a slum.

There are many residents.

It's densely populated.

Every race has it.

Most of them are blue people.

Their facial features and stature are similar to those of pure human beings. The only difference is the deep blue on their skin.

"Cough..."

"Cough..."

From time to time there was a cough coming from the low houses on both sides.

Those houses are very dilapidated.

Through the old glass windows, you can see the dim light inside.

One by one, the blue people were bent, haggard and thin.

I can't see the age, but Lu Wen thinks that the blue people who cough are very young, just some symptoms.

They are all ill.

"Zhi..."Christopher pushed open the door of her house.

The rusty metal door is very thin. The light blue paint shell on the door has almost fallen off, and the metal hinge is engulfed by black rust, which makes the door look precarious.

Bungalow, two rooms.

The space is narrow.

There is no difference between the living room and the bedroom.

It's just two rooms, a wooden door in the middle, each with a bed, and a small bathroom at the back.

The lights are dim.

The white paint on the wall fell off and spider webs formed in the corner.

Simple and shabby.

"Cough..."

The cough came from the room inside.

Lu Wen stood by the wooden door and looked at it.

That's Christopher's mother.

A middle-aged woman.

When she saw that a guest was coming, she was still a noble pure human. She seemed to want to get up to meet him, but she had no strength.

It's just a few moves, and then it coughs.

The whole house revealed poverty.

Only a few furniture, beds and so on, are old objects.

[bottom of society]

the system gives this result.

Now Lu Wen can rest assured.

He casually sat on a wooden stool against the wall and asked, "do you have surveillance or eavesdroppers in your house?"

Crystal shook his head in a hurry.

"Dear guest, we don't have such things in our house."

Not really.

Lu Wen just watched every corner in a few minutes.

He took out a gold bar and a knife.

On the old wooden table.

The table was not very stable, and it was wobbly, leaning slightly towards the gold bar.

Lu Wen light mouth: "I want to ask a few questions."

Christopher hastened to close the door.

Even if she closed the door, it could be easily knocked open.

Her eyes rested on the gold bar for a moment, then moved to the knife.

It's a lure and a warning.

This knife saved her life and can be taken away at any time.

Dead people are common in mixed zones.

"Do you know that heaven is coming?"

This is Lu Wen's first question.

Cristo was stunned, and a trace of incomprehension appeared on his pretty face.

She hesitated for a moment and replied, "Dear guest, this should be a plan known to every resident. You..."

With that, she suddenly stopped.

Everyone in the world really knows.

But the world on the ground doesn't know.

Christopher suddenly understood the meaning of the knife.

If her answer is a little wrong, this sharp knife will stain her and her mother's blood tonight.

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Good night, fellow readers!