Chapter 2297 Red Moon Street
Holy Terra, the Pearl of the Galaxy, the Center of Miracles.
No jewelry can be more shining than it, and no cancer can be more dirty than it.
At its center lies the fear and glory of a race. History is tamped into the foundations of towers and underground palaces. Among the pits and narrow living areas, ten long millennia of pollution and majesty remain on Terra. The surface etched and condensed, staining her a putrid gray, a temple world glowing with billions of fires, a tomb that clung to the souls it buried.
All the natural beauty of this planet has long been wiped from its surface, replaced by layers upon layers of single, creeping megacities, expansions that cover up once vast oceans and long-cleared forests, Bury all of this under the suffocating mountains of rock concrete and plastic steel, entangle, rot, renew and then rebuild, until the accreted parts extend from the abyss to the top, endlessly.
There is no place in this world that is immune to being touched by humans. From the brightest tower spiers to the deepest underground, the figure of this tenacious race of humans can be seen everywhere.
However, it is almost difficult to connect the lives of the upper and lower classes with the same planet.
Although the clock has struck midnight and the doors of shops everywhere have also been closed. But the Red Moon Street is more lively in the long night than in the dull gray day. Perhaps to support the difference between Terra and other hives, even underground, there will be lighting equipment showing the cycle of the sun and the moon. , of course, it is just a super lighting ball transported by a huge track, which cannot provide warm sunlight. Its only function is to give the supervisor a better excuse to kick the workers off the bed board.
The Red Moon Block is a block with an area of about 300 square kilometers. It is located below the Eternal City at an altitude of about minus 4211 meters. It was originally part of the Terra catacombs system, but with the rise of Terra The population is expanding uncontrollably, and the number of dead people it needs to deal with every day is a terrifying number. The entire underground tomb system in Terra is under the responsibility of the Order of Funeral Sisters, also known as the Council of Lady, but the Sisters of the State Church are responsible for the already huge number. It was obvious that nothing could be done to an area hundreds of times its original size, so the entire tomb area basically became an anarchic world, gradually divided into hundreds of smaller blocks over the long history.
The Hongyue Block is one of the more famous and prosperous among them, for no other reason than the existence of up and down lift shaft passages to facilitate transportation. The main entertainment venues and high-consumption venues of more than a dozen surrounding blocks are concentrated here.
In other words, they are mainly concentrated on Hongyue Street, which is only two kilometers long from east to west.
When the clock strikes midnight and many blocks fall into darkness, Hongyue Street will be illuminated by colorful lights, with all kinds of unique, gorgeous, weird, or simple bars and nightclubs. In the hotel and low-speed theater, there were constant sounds of noisy conversations, laughter, quarrels, and the roars and screams of fights.
There is nothing sacred, solemn or solemn here, only the atmosphere of indulgence and psychedelic atmosphere permeates the garbage-filled streets. The gang leaders with strong bodies and sinewy faces are surrounded by their younger brothers. , hugging beauties in scantily clad clothes and short skirts on one side and the other on the right. The rich, surrounded by bodyguards, walked into the club that could provide them with any "elegant taste". Even the girls who welcomed the guests were dressed in modified clothes. The clerical nun's robe not only has much less fabric, but the skirt is also open all the way to the waist, bringing a looming temptation and a contrast between debauchery and solemnity.
But even so, not everyone can be "chic". Even in the darkest corner of the sacred planet Terra, identity, status, and property are still the prerequisites for enjoying all the beautiful things.
People in most neighborhoods can only squeeze into corners that cannot be noticed in the dark, and try their best to resist the cold deep underground.
Luxury cars or armed gang trucks were flowing continuously on the street, while a red car with a weird triangular tail and traces of violent modifications roared through the traffic and stopped at a place with heavy braking sounds. In front of a huge archway that glows with lilac neon lights.
Then the car door opened upwards, shiny leather boots stepped heavily on the ground, and then a thick figure stood up.
"The so-called style! It is a kind of supreme happiness and satisfaction that even a strong man like Astartes cannot understand. That is willfulness, unruly and 'type' in character! I have I understand what 'type' is, and I also feel the happiness it brings me. However, I still want to know, Karen, do you have any better opinions-"
Gao Da He leaned against the side of the car and looked up at the sign on the arch, a girl with long sharp claws and a graceful figure - Succubus Hotel. At this time, several other people also got out of the car. As sparks emitted from the golden lighter, the first person to get off lit the cigar in his mouth and burst into laughter.
"Now, in front of you, Rozim, the overlord of the kitchen god, is he in shape or not! Pretty or not! Hahaha——"
At this time, Rozim seems to be a completely different person. , the lower body is a pair of coquettish silver bell-bottom pants, the belt is made of rivets, the buckle is a silver skull, the upper body is just a short-sleeved floral shirt, the chest is open, revealing the strong chest and abdominal muscles, wrists There were thick gold chains hanging around his neck, a pair of triangular sunglasses on his face, and his hair standing high.
Beside him, Isvin, Loken, and Dogo were also dressed in very strange ways. They were wearing a black Bosozou carapace and baggy leather pants, with a pair of sunglasses on their faces, and a The towering red mohawk looks wild and funny.
Dogo claimed that this look is called Gotrek's Choice, which is a very popular look among short men nowadays.
In addition, Karen and Chuanquero also appeared, but both of them are wearing closed-style clothing, but the appearance and materials are very different. Karen bought the red one from the Maelstrom. The pirate space warrior armor plates were modified, and the helmet was cast to resemble a wild boar, making him look like a savage hive thug. However, due to his special entropic stance, Chuanquillo could only wear his characteristic robes, which looked like Like a gloomy wizard with a mouse mask.
This group of people walked into the arch in a swaggering manner, and the waiter who greeted them at the door immediately came over and bowed his head respectfully.
"Boss, do you look unfamiliar? Do you have a reservation card——"
But Rozim's eyes did not stop at him at all, but kept looking at the four people at the door. A tall girl with a graceful figure, wearing a lilac high-cut dress and a veil, kept ogling him.
At this time, Doge suddenly rubbed his nose and whispered.
“It’s weird, why does there smell like chitin here”
At this time, Isvin handed over a card. This was a card that Rozim "encountered" by a kind-hearted person and was "given" to him by the other person. Although the kind-hearted person and his followers were lying in the unknown place now, He was unconscious in the famous alley.
The waiter looked at the card, nodded, turned around and said respectfully:
"What do you call this boss?"
"Just call me Lao Luo."< br>
As he said that, he walked in swaggeringly.