Chapter 11 Welcome to Paloser
The line of sight rises from the criss-crossing elevated forest, and casts its way to the brightly lit place on the other side.
The artificial canopy that can freely adjust the weather is like the sky. Countless solar sails cascade up and down during the day and fold their silicon wafer wings. Below the sky, suspended airships painted in various colors cruise among the rows of high-rise buildings.
The giant holographic image high above projects dreamlike neon light and shadow.
The medical expert in white uniform has a smile on his face and holds a new inhibitor with exquisite packaging. The olive leaf logo of Jade Pharmaceuticals is eye-catching on it.
The recently popular virtual idol "Qianye Nana Aya Naing" expressed her heart to Kirakira with her hands and announced the new linkage event with a dreamy voice.
On the last rerun of the Palower Daily today, the host who always maintains a perfect smile regretted that fifteen more people died yesterday due to pollution in the old industrial area.
The eyes moved again.
Along the tributary of the sea that passes through the old industrial area and Gaoge District, spreading all the way to the end of the horizon, the world seems to have suddenly fallen into darkness.
The low and dilapidated bungalows are folded into lines and scattered on the ground without any plan. The cramped living space makes the houses intertwined, like crystal tangles spreading and being forced to grow upward, forming a series of structures that seem to touch the thick The sky, the iron-gray withered giant trees.
That's the deep moss area.
Different from the Baimen District, where the rich and middle class gather, the Gaoge District, a port that handles countless freights every day, or the Zhongtang District located in the center of the city, as well as the Frostfurnace District and the blocked old industrial area , a redeveloped new industrial zone.
This is the ghetto of Paloser.
Even after two urban expansions, the area of Deep Moss District is only 30% of that of Parother.
But nearly 60% of Paloser’s population lives here.
Workers in new industrial zones, cash-strapped corporate people, migrant gangsters without residence permits, underground prosthetists, wanted criminals, gang members, and poor people. Different people are forced into the deep moss under the heavy pressure of the company. District is this huge meat grinder, trying to squeeze out the future of tomorrow.
But this is enough.
Ninety years ago, the "Seven Lands War" between various countries swept most of the world. When a country collapsed and perished, several times as many countries would pounce on the former's corpse, sucking every drop. Blood, tearing off every piece of flesh and blood, trying with all his strength to survive this world war.
The "Seven Soil War" lasted for twenty years.
[Enterprise Alliance] is one of the final winners.
Due to the abuse of nuclear weapons and biological weapons, as well as the killings of high-level psychics who were like humanoid natural disasters, 40% of the planet's land was turned into a lifeless "wasteland", no longer suitable for survival.
Paloser is a small and medium-sized city within the territory of the [Enterprise Alliance].
Even if it is difficult to obtain a residence permit and can only work illegally in factories, and face high costs set by the company and extortion from gang members - there are still many people flocking to the city.
Even if you can only huddle in the deep moss area.
They can also bask in the light of civilization and technology, and do not have to endure the radiation sickness and hidden mines in the "wasteland". They do not need to wake up every day, but they have to be thankful that the wandering bandits and mutant creatures have not torn themselves into pieces. , lived another day.
"Ha——!"
In the moat turned into a tributary of the sea, a hand suddenly reached out of the water.
Then, someone stuck his head out and breathed in the fresh air.
Song Shi walked up to the low river dam while carrying the blood-stained white coat he took off.
The "Leaper" motorbike must have been equipped with a positioning device, so after driving wildly out of the research institute for a while, he abandoned the bike and jumped into the river, drifting along the river for more than an hour to confirm that he had arrived. Only after reaching the deep moss area did we go ashore.
Song Shi snapped his fingers, and the red-gold flame ignited silently. The steam rose up, quickly drying out the wet body.
However, the spiritual energy that was barely recovered was consumed by half.
“Tsk, you are so weak now that you want to laugh...”
Song Shi was quite unhappy and could only sigh helplessly.
The infrastructure here hasn't been overhauled for who knows how many years. At first glance, the street lights are either broken or have been demolished. As for minor problems such as unstable flickering lights and exposed wires causing sparks, no one cares about them anymore.
Song Shi searched for a while and sat down next to a relatively complete street lamp.
The dim light made the figure very long, and soon, another orange-red light lit up.
“Because I don’t want to die there, that’s the only reason.”
The burning fire in the white coat reflected the young man’s face. In the uncertain light, Song Shi looked in one direction, It seemed to be answering something.
"But, 'Mariko, you are going to die, you might as well find another person to escape.' I will not say such disgusting words. No matter what, I am sitting here now because of your contribution. .”
On the retinal projection interface, there was a photo in the message from Marico Physical Link. The man in the photo showed a slightly embarrassed smile, and there was a man standing next to him who seemed to be reluctant. A girl with a slightly awkward posture.
“We Xia people have a custom that when a person dies, we must burn paper for him.”
“These burned papers can light up the way home and give him a chance One last trip home to meet people who are still alive. Now that I can’t find the paper, I’ll use this outfit instead.”
“So go with peace of mind, Marico, I’ll share your karma. Accepted.”
Song Shi stood up, his white coat almost burning under the ignition of the forging flames.
He quietly watched the last bit burn out, then picked up the ashes and scattered them toward the river below.
Then, Song Shi looked to the other side.
That is the direction of the central hall, the central area of the entire ruling center of Palother.
According to the "Third Edition Anti-Monopoly Act" promulgated by the Alliance of Companies, no company can obtain complete control of a region and must leave room for a free market.
But this is just a "bill".
Companies have many ways to gain substantial control over a region. Compared with the huge interests of the latter, a bill seems too insignificant. At most, it will not go too far or be too obvious. That’s all.
Paloser is no exception.
In a sense, this city is the pinnacle of the company, one of the private territories of the giant enterprise [Emerald Pharmaceutical]. Almost half of the city serves the industrial chain of Emerald Pharmaceutical.
As for the nominal "coalition government".
Everyone understands that it is just a subsidiary organization of giant companies.
After taking one last look at the ashes scattered in the wind, Song Shi turned around and walked towards the block above the river dam.
“Wait a little longer, give me some time to recover my strength.”
“——At that time, after I kill the director of Emerald Pharmaceutical, I will go to Vampusta again Empire, kill their emperor elector again!”
(End of this chapter)