Chapter 26 "Fortress"
Misunderstood?
Wang Jixuan, who had just had a gun pointed at his head and fought back decisively, looked a little hesitant.
Several waiters lowered their guns aimed at Wang Jixuan amidst the laughter of store manager Thomas.
Wang Jixuan slowly let go of the baby-faced bunny girl who was pulled in front of him to block the bullet. The latter covered her neck and kept coughing, her eyes filled with tears.
Wang Jixuan held the fake revolver, pointed at the open space and pulled the trigger.
Snapped!
The muzzle sprayed out strips of colorful ribbons.
"Hahaha!"
‘Old Goat’ Thomas laughed until he couldn’t stand.
"Ahem! Ouch!"
The baby-faced bunny girl covered her bruised neck and complained with tears in her eyes: "I just want to celebrate you... Why did you hit me so hard... It hurts like hell!"
Wang Jixuan shrugged: "Stress."
"Good skills!"
Thomas greeted him eagerly. His voluptuous makeup and stubble around his mouth gave him a different kind of visual impact:
"Come with me. She was supposed to take you to settle down. By the way, let her Give you some benefits, let me take you now, hahahaha! I told you, this kind of surprise will happen unexpectedly."
The bunny girl sniffed, her face full of grievances.
"This way."
Thomas walked forward on high heels, his body still swaying from side to side.
Wang Jixuan smiled apologetically at Miss Bunny Girl and followed calmly.
They left the back door, and a handmade car that looked a bit bloated due to its thickened skin was parked in an alley. Wang Daochang followed suit and sat in the back seat.
‘The frame that can move on its own seems to have used some ingenuity to constantly borrow force from the ground. ’
Taoist Wang commented like this.
Mu Liang did not have the experience of riding in a car in his memory. He only saw the existence of cars in textbooks and film and television materials.
Those cars running all over the streets are regarded as an important symbol of the golden age of mankind.
After getting into the car, Thomas seemed to be a different person. He applied a mask on his face with familiar movements and lowered the back of the seat.
The driver asked: "Where are you going today?"
"Before I had time to ask, there was some unpleasantness inside."
Thomas said in his strong male voice:
"Where are you going, brother Zhou?
"The supplies your uncle paid are enough for you to choose the position of the minor leader of the seven gangs. I will personally send you there and help you arrange it.
"It is not recommended to choose the Black Fire Gang. They have been in some trouble recently, especially big trouble. They are about to shed their skin.
"When gangs shed their skin, many middle-level and lower-level members will die, and many illegal workers in their territory will be captured and used as scapegoats."
Wang Jixuan took advantage of the situation and asked: "Do you have any recommended places?"
"recommend?"
Thomas thought for a while:
"The Black Fire Gang has the most money and opportunities. They deal in organs and blood, which is the most profitable business in the lower city.
"There is no need to consider the forty-seventh and forty-eighth floors. They are used to transport labor to the outer expansion area of the fortress. They are extremely dangerous and have little profit. You don't understand this when you first came to the lower city."
Wang Jixuan said: "My uncle told me something, but I don't quite understand it."
"What part don't you understand?"
"The lower city must exist, my uncle said."
"Hahahaha! Damn it, my facial mask! This piece of garbage is so expensive!"
Thomas gently patted his big face and said quickly:
"Is this difficult to understand?
"The upper city serves the soldiers. Technology, social facilities, and sufficient food all serve the soldiers whose mortality rate is as high as 60%. They protect the fortress.
“Those noble gentlemen are also taking the opportunity to enjoy these benefits.
"Midtown is a comprehensive factory, and like the upper city, it enjoys the protection of various laws and acts of the fortress and follows ancient legal concepts.
"Every resident in Midtown has access to reasonable supplies, such as food, electricity, clothing, shoes, hats, belts, underwear, etc... They also have regular light entertainment activities and sufficient medical resources. The children will enter a collective care institution and be raised by the fortress for free for six years, and of course there will be that damn, enviable genetically matched marriage.
“The upper city and the middle city have actually perfectly formed the ecological system of the fortress.
"But if the bastion wants to get more resource output, what should the bastion do?"
Wang Jixuan thought carefully and shook his head slowly: "I don't understand this very well."
"Expression, some people who can be exploited at will, do not need to protect their human rights, do not need to care about the laws of the civilized world in the city within the city."
Thomas's low words were somewhat sharp: "This is the origin of the lower city. The lower city was actually originally called the additional layer. It was the part of the fortress that began to expand downward after decades of operation.
“The purpose of the lower city’s existence is to exploit.
"Lao Huang, drive ahead, go to any street, and let our big customers see the real lower-class residential areas, not this fake bustling garbage happy city."
"Okay boss."
The elderly driver agreed with a smile, drove the car out of the alley, and walked along the not wide street.
There were armed men everywhere along the way, but they all knew the old goat's car, and no one came forward to embarrass him.
About two minutes later.
A dim light source appeared outside the car window.
It was hundreds of iron houses stacked like pigeon cages, surrounded by stinking ditches. Only one-third of the dozens of street lights here were working properly, shining a dim light.
As his practice deepened, Wang Jixuan's eyesight continued to improve. He could now see many scenes that the driver and agent Thomas could not see, as well as those... eyes that lacked brilliance.
"Come and see them, let you know what the intermediary does here."
Thomas introduced calmly: "Look at them, they use the lowest intake to survive. There is no way to find out the source of the things they consume, as long as they can survive.
"Despair surrounds them. If they are given a job that allows them to support themselves and their families, even if they can only eat half full, will they work hard? Will they actively ask for unpaid overtime?
" Even if they were randomly beaten to death or died of illness, who would care? Because the rulers of the lower city are originally gangsters, and gangsters are not responsible for them.
"It's very troublesome for them to have children, and they have to rely on people who know some physiological knowledge, and these people are deliberately trained by gangs.
“It’s just the basic squeeze.
“In fact, the entire lower city system was designed by the upper-level will of the fortress, and each of the seven major gangs has its own business.
"The big gangs on the forty-sixth floor are the City of Joy and the Silver Party. The City of Joy is an entertainment place for officials in the upper city and midtown. It is convenient for them to form small groups, consolidate their own circles, and satisfy their stronger desires than ordinary people. desire.
"The Silver Party is a partner of Happy City. In addition to providing thugs to Happy City, they also turn people into commodities. You see, the waiters in my store are handsome, cute and obedient. Most of them are bought by the Silver Party. Come on, you are very obedient and very smart.
“The forty-seventh and forty-eighth floors are both occupied by separate gangs, not because they are powerful, but because they are engaged in heavy physical industries and have very little oil and water.
"Our fortress now has four large expansion areas, which are responsible for supplying minerals and other resources to the fortress. The main role of the gangs on the 47th and 48th floors is to export unpaid miners to the expansion areas, just like slaves.
"And there are three big gangs on the 49th floor. It's the most crowded there. Do you know why?"
Thomas asked the question with great interest.
Wang Jixuan replied: "Because the lowest level is the farthest from the upper city?"
"Part of it, and part of it, is that they can expand downward and dig holes."
Thomas blinked proudly:
"The businesses controlled by the three major gangs on the 49th floor are also different. Wanlijin controls the brewing, the Black Fire Gang controls the organs and blood, and the Hellfire controls the ingredients that can be added to the tobacco."
Wang Jixuan was a little confused: "Wine wine?"
"Have you been drinking?"
"No."
What Wang Jixuan said was that Mu Liang had never drank.
The monks not only like to drink, they also like to add various spiritual roots and herbs to the wine, as well as certain body parts of certain monsters.
Wang Daozhang didn't like that.
Thomas looked at the street scene outside the window and said in his rough and low voice:
“Except for the wine blended with industrial alcohol in my shop, winemaking requires the consumption of a key resource, which is food or fruit that humans can consume normally.
"I grew up on Wanlijin's territory. If Wanlijin didn't make wine, but took out the food resources they controlled and dispersed it, one-third of the people in the lower city could eat one more starch bar every day.
"That's just a hypothesis.
"In fact, each gang is consciously keeping most people in the lower city living in a state of barely sustaining life. The gangs also regularly distribute vitamins and anti-darkness drugs, which are transported from the upper city."
Wang Jixuan thought quietly.
"This is the fortress."
This coquettish uncle Thomas seemed a little sentimental looking at the street scene, and murmured:
“This is the fortress.
"Brother, what do you think is the most important thing in this world?"
Several answers were on Wang Jixuan's lips.
talent? Comprehension? Root bone? will?
The coquettish and sad uncle next to me has already asked and answered himself:
“It’s the place of birth.
"If you were born in the middle city, if you are above the 28th floor, you will enjoy complete protection. At most, you will have to deal with bullying and harassment. If you are below the 28th floor, you will be at risk of being kidnapped. If you were born in the lower city, you will most likely be like what you see in front of you. If you are lucky enough to be good-looking or have enough quirks, you will be dragged to the City of Joy to work in the service industry. If you are physically stronger, you will go to the gangs to work as thugs and cannon fodder, and will eventually be killed by others. Ordinary ones if you don't join the gangs. You work in the workshop, you stay paralyzed here, and your body is sent to the refinery after death. There is actually not much difference between the two. The more you eat, the more work you do. If you are born into a small aristocratic family in the upper city, Wow, you are really lucky.
“Working hard won’t change anything.
"Oh, yes, if you are in the middle city, you still have a slight chance to change your destiny - assuming that your physical fitness is relatively good and the fortress needs a large number of soldiers and the industrial population is reduced, you can join the army normally and fight and enter the upper city to do Opportunities for Officers.
“The upper-level warriors are all high-quality individuals selected through genetic screening at the embryonic stage.
"In the lower city, there is no chance at all. If the fortress needs a large number of new soldiers, the fortress war agreement will be activated. The gangs in the lower city can pull out 50,000 young and middle-aged men and women at any time, implant chips in their brains, and become agreement soldiers. Even if he didn't die in the war, he would only have a few years left to live due to the sequelae.
"Don't underestimate the will of the fortress. It is cold and cruel. It will not pity individuals. It prioritizes ensuring that this ethnic group has greater hope of continuing.
“It’s this will that controls the downtown gang.
"Never forget that we are living in the end of human civilization."
Thomas stretched:
"This is your first class. It's stated in the package. Remember to give feedback and praise when you write to your uncle later... Okay, now make your choice. Do you want to be a waiter on the 46th floor? , let’s go to the 49th floor to make wine, harvest other people’s organs, and make chemical preparations.”
"Brew wine," Wang Jixuan said softly.
The Wanlijin Gang and the Black Fire Gang bordered on territory and often fought with each other, so they were originally his targets.
Thomas said: "Wow, it's a rare choice. Wanlijin has been suppressed by the Black Fire Gang because they have too little money. The other two are making huge profits!"
"Can't the Blackfire Gang have a choice?"
Wang Jixuan changed the topic, looked into the eyes of this uncle, and expressed a little bit of the vicissitudes of his true age:
"What about you? Thomas.
"I think your life has not been smooth sailing. You should be a successful person in the lower city. How did you do it?"
"Are you polite?"
Thomas frowned and said something, then he sighed and looked out the car window in trance.
He didn't want to say it, really.
World view chapter, introduction to the internal ecology of the fortress.
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(End of this chapter)