Star of Civilization

Passing through the crowded streets where vehicles and pedestrians were mixed together, Zhuge Yun couldn't help frowning. Where would this girl take herself?

Half an hour ago, just after recovering from a state of shock, she recognized the man in front of her.

Unexpectedly, he was saved by this man again.

Zhuge Yun treated her better and asked, "Why would you take the risk and steal those heavily guarded noble factories?"

Wen Xuan's expression became stiff, and she bit her lip without answering. There seemed to be something unspeakable.

But she understood that it was impossible to conceal this life-saver from him. What's more, it is clear that this man obviously knows about this, even if he wants to conceal it, he cannot hide it.

"I, I...need money."

She loosened her lip-biting teeth and made up her mind: Since there is no way to hide it, she can just say it.

Zhuge Yun walked silently in front of her, her long hair fluttering in the night, and did not continue to ask, waiting for her to speak down.

After a moment of silence, she really said: "I will take you to a place, and you will naturally know the reason."

So, the two of them walked towards the lower part of the city.

The street lights on both sides were getting dim, until they disappeared completely. Everything that is shrouded in the mine city, the dirtiest, the most dirty, and the most revealing of human nature, gather in this gloom.

The cemetery and the outer walls of dilapidated buildings are everywhere, and the water from the well is not clear water, but a turbid yellow liquid.

That's right, this is the city in ruins, known as the Mine City.

Hundreds of years ago, this place was a refuge for human beings to crawl out of the day of suffering. The accumulation of ruins made it a breeding ground for various forces.

There is a stench in the dirt-laden canal, and the tramp camp called the malignant tumor of the mine city is like the old slums or refugee camps.

A large number of displaced poor people and servants and slaves who escaped from the homes of bankrupt nobles gathered here. Many orphans in the separated and broken families were also discarded and left here to fend for themselves.

The fate that awaits them is: I don’t know which day they will be taken away by gangsters and thugs, and children who can survive will become new gangsters or die on the streets. Either it is to become a slave to a certain nobleman again, to become a social animal curled up at the bottom, doing the most dirty and heavy work.

The strata structure of human beings has always been like this, noble and poor, coexistence of mind and labor. But in order to survive, no one cares about these.

Although everyone has yellow and thin faces, sunken eye sockets, pale skin, and various diseases, their hard work every day only revolves around one thing-how to get food.

At the tramp camp, Wen Xuan stopped and turned to look at the swaying figures curled up in the weak campfire under the broken wall. A young black child crouched under the corner, cooking something in a large aluminum pot.

Her gaze quickly turned to the other side, on a pile of ruins, where another group of children threw stones at each other, playing a game of grabbing the top of the mountain.

They don't seem to feel any pressure from the hard life, and there is only happiness on the bright smiling faces.

Zhuge Yun also stopped, and suddenly stood still, eyes drooping, as if he was bowing his head to remember something.

After a while, he shook his head and opened his slightly closed eyes.

But his eyes did not stay on the children, but just noticed another figure not far away-he had seen it before, but was completely different from the girl who was dressed like a noble lady in a beautiful dress, Ni can.

She was sitting on a stool made of stones, talking to a group of little girls around her.

Zhuge Yun pondered for a while, and had already guessed the outline of the matter.

"Life here is very special, isn't it?" Wen Xuan leaned forward and whispered to him: "But, look at these children, their eyes are very warm, their smiles are very cute, and they are not full of despair about the future... "

"Then, you--you and your master, just use those stolen things for money to help these poor people?"

"Yes, as you can see."

Wen Xuan flattened her mouth and continued: "We come here almost every week. Have you seen the stone huts built by the children? It is a temporary relief center. We will spend most of the time for those who are hungry for knowledge. Children give lectures. Other times, they will use the money to buy food and distribute them there."

Zhuge Yun said indifferently: "However, you can't help everyone. Even if you give them food today, they will still go hungry when you don't give food tomorrow. This is not their problem, but a system problem. "

"However, what is given today may change the fate of these children... at least it will make them live an extra day."

"Haha—give them hope, live, and expect things to change in nature?"

"I think... so be it."

"What you said may be right or wrong, but it doesn’t make any sense. Did you see the kid over there? He seemed to be ruthlessly smashing the children who wanted to rush up with rocks on the ruins. He wanted to win and compare Others are strong."

Zhuge Yun didn't seem to have finished speaking, Wen Xuan heard a child cry out, his forehead was hurt by a stone, and a big bag bulged.

Wen Xuan was stunned looking at the child, she didn't know whether to go up to comfort her or not to disturb their game.

But it seemed that he thought of what Zhuge Yungang had said, standing there at a loss.

For a moment, she seemed to understand the meaning of those words.

He shook his head and said, "As long as there are people, these fights cannot be avoided. Do you know what this child will become when he grows up if he can survive smoothly?"

Zhuge Yun pointed to his head and said coldly: "In some respects, the social structure of human beings is actually inferior to those of ants. There are too many ideas, but they are like scattered sand."

Wen Xuan looked at the thin-faced young man before her incomprehensibly, not knowing the meaning of what he said.

Zhugeyun no longer paid attention to Wen Xuan who was standing still, and walked straight to Nicole.

The girl who was enthusiastic about explaining knowledge to the children suddenly turned her head when she saw the dim figure approaching on the ground. After seeing the person's face clearly, he stopped his wagging lips, and a surprised look appeared on his cheeks.

Nicole and Wen Xuan both sat silently beside the burning campfire, but stared at the black-haired man without blinking.

As if there was some magic in this person, it caught their eyes.

"Then, since you already know it, we don't have much to say. Oh, yes, although the money is not coming from the right way, we have no other way." Nicole blushed.

"Oh why?"

"Although my family is also a nobleman, it has long been named as a nobleman without the realities of a nobleman. Now that it is attached to the Turner family, it is impossible to have so much money to help these poor people. What happened... those things were entirely my own The idea has nothing to do with the family."

Nicole’s sincere words carry a hint of helplessness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The voice is very small, but it is truthful, without any concealment.

"Yes, the lady is right. She is about to work for the Turner family, just like her sister Sesdella."

"Well, I have roughly understood this matter, but there are still some minor problems."

"Just say hello." Wen Xuan said.

"Why are there mutations in the people you are in contact with? Where do they come from?" Zhuge Yun said indifferently.

Nicole was taken aback: "What is a mutant?"

Wen Xuan couldn't help trembling when she recalled the man with wings growing in front of her and the four corpses. The nightmare scene is vivid, and the feeling of fear in her body and mind is coming up again, lingering.

After a while, she said: "This...to be honest, I don't know, but I know that those who buy weapons and restore blueprints are connected to a scholar organization called'Infinite Energy'. I really don't know what the mutants you mentioned have anything to do with them."

"The organization called the Hunting Corps should be the source of the mutants. I have seen alienated humans in Sand City, but I didn't expect them to have such a huge hidden power in this place. Do you know anything about this?"

Zhuge Yun looked at the two and asked.

"I've heard of the hunting regiment. The price they ask is very expensive. As far as I know, only the rich and powerful nobles can afford it. They are often asked to help maintain local law and order, or be some bodyguards. Work to eliminate dissidents."

Nicole answered while thinking.

Zhugeyun lowered his head in thought, trying to straighten out the complicated situation, but felt that something was vaguely wrong.

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