Ivan Zachary lived in uptown Nuo Jin on Street 67, an ordinary and peaceful office worker.
Before he moved here, he had always lived in Street 23.
His main job was to work in an ore processing factory under the Rohr Resources Development Company. When the sun just rose, he had to get up to work. He would only go home when the moon was completely hanging in the quiet night sky.
Because his family was poor, after Zachary graduated from the unified community education, he had been living this kind of life. Although it was a bit hard, he could still survive.
This tranquility was completely shattered a few months ago when there was a serious gas leak on 23rd Street.
When he got home from work, he found that his home, along with the surrounding buildings, had been turned into ruins.
Ivan Zachary's home was razed to the ground. Although he had been alone for a long time, he also felt a deep sadness at that moment.
But fortunately, the big shots in the central area announced that they would give him a subsidy, so he could continue to live.
It was just that life had become more difficult.
With the subsidy, he decided to move to the Dome Church in the north of Nuo Jin. Because he was arranged by the company to work in a more remote factory, in order to make it more convenient to work, renting a house nearby was the best way …..
Zachary didn't complain. After all, he only knew how to do this kind of work. One second to remember http://m.9biquge.com
But work became more difficult. He could only see the moon every day.
After working hard for half his life, his life became worse and worse ….. Zachary's mind would occasionally have this kind of thought, but the habitual satisfaction and drive made him never think of resisting.
What he was instilled since he was young was that life was only work and life.
But the sudden change made him feel a bit at a loss. In order to find something to rely on, he began to accept the preaching of the Dome Church and became a solid believer of the moon.
One day, when he was praying at night, he even saw the legendary apostle descend with his own eyes. But before he could secretly tell the good news to other believers, the next day, the Dome Church was exposed as a cult.
A branch church of the Dome Church actually had a gas explosion near his home …..
Not only did his faith collapse, but his home ….. was also gone.
And this time, no one would compensate him because Zachary was also a member of the cult.
But fortunately, as long as he was willing to turn over a new leaf, the people from the Central Police Station said that nothing would happen. Zachary was full of hope as he waited for the end of "reform through labor."
He was sent to Street 67 and returned to his old profession. But this time, he couldn't even see the moon. He didn't have a home, only a dirty wooden bed.
Working day and night occupied his life, and he had to pay for the gambling and rat fights provided by the factory. Every month, he had to pay taxes to the central district. In the end, he had almost no money left.
A few days after their salaries were paid, they were all handed over to the higher-ups. Every day, they were urged to get up and work. If they were not careful, they would be scolded.
However, such "good days" didn't last long.
Just two days ago, when he was preparing to start work, an earthquake caused the factory to collapse. The huge steel factory, which was like a monster that specialized in sucking human blood, was reduced to ashes in an instant.
However, Ivan Zachary was lucky not to die. He crawled out of the ruins …
However, when he struggled to open his eyes, he saw the miserable deaths of his coworkers and the superior who was always high above, as well as an extremely terrifying scene — —
He seemed to see the intersection of the dream world and the real world. The pillars at the edge of the dream collapsed instantly, and then he saw a majestic knight in the distance instantly turn into a bright flame. The flame burned to the extreme as if it would burn everything. Like another sun falling from the sky, it crashed into another black mass.
Just seeing this scene, Zachary felt as if his body was about to explode. His stomach was boiling, and he had a splitting headache. Ordinary people couldn't endure such pain for more than a few seconds, so he fainted on the spot.
When he woke up, he was already lying with a pile of corpses.
He crawled out of this place that looked like a mass grave, recalled what he saw and thought, and the last scene he saw before he fainted. He began to doubt the reality of this world.
"What periodic ground collapse, it's all a lie …"
Ivan Zachary, who had been hungry for a few days, squatted under the overpass and said to the people around him who were also displaced by the so-called ground collapse on 67 Street.
The Central District's attitude toward this disaster was very indifferent. They only took measures to blockade the area and didn't even mention reconstruction. Of course, many survivors could only wander around.
Because they were homeless, Zachary and a few other refugees who had a good relationship with him returned to their hometown of 23 Street.
"It doesn't matter whether the periodic ground collapse is real or not … The important thing is, will they give us subsidies this time?"
Jack, who had the best relationship with Zachary, said. He was thinking about the subsidies.
But in fact, he already knew that the possibility was not high.
If it was a gas explosion, it could be said to be a man-made disaster, and the Central District would subsidize. But this time, the reason given was periodic ground collapse, which meant that it was a natural disaster. They could only count themselves as unlucky.
"This is not a periodic ground collapse at all!"
Zachary recalled the last scene before he fainted. He didn't dare to share it with others, and he was really not sure whether what he saw was real or not. He clenched his fists and deliberated.
"Have … have you seen God?"
Jack: "…"
The four or five refugees who had a good relationship with him all looked at him as if they were looking at a fool. They said with some sympathy, "I heard that you were tricked into believing in the Dome Church. We know that many people have been brainwashed. It's not your fault."
"It's not … sigh."
Zachary clenched his fists even tighter. He wanted to refute, but in the end, he gave up.
He knew that no one would believe what he saw, but the more he described such a scene, the more it left a deep impression on him, and the more he believed that he was not mistaken.
"If this continues, we will starve to death. This is always true."
The growling sound from his companion's stomach made it difficult to deny the truth of this matter.
"Forget it." Zachary suddenly stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his butt. "Sitting here and waiting for the subsidies that will never come will starve to death. Being a bad person will also end up being executed …"
"We're going to die anyway." His hungry eyes were filled with unwillingness, like a ball of fire. He gritted his teeth. "If we're going to die anyway, I'd rather die with a full stomach."
Zachary looked at the others. "If we work honestly, we'll only be destroyed again and again … The harder we work, the more we discover the limits of ordinary people like us."
"Ivan …" Jack was stunned. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm not going to be a good person anymore! Jack! "
Zachary's eyes were firm, as if he had never been so determined before. "Give up. The subsidies won't come anymore. The central district doesn't care about our lives at all! Anyway, everyone is in danger now. Everyone is saying that Nuo Jin might completely collapse. There are refugees everywhere, and no one will care about one or two extra cases. We can only rely on ourselves … "
His gaze fell on a bookstore across the street. He took a deep breath.
"Let's rob this bookstore."
— —
The weather for the past few days had been very bad, but at least it was not raining today.
However, the weather was not good. It felt like something bad was going to happen …
Lin Jie rested his chin on his hand and sat idly in the bookstore, reading the book in his hand. He was lost in thought.
Lin Jie did not care if his bookstore was crowded or not. As long as there were many customers like Ji Zhixu, who casually gave him a villa in the central district, he would not have to worry about food and drink.
What he wanted were high-quality customers with feedback. Once he had such customers, he would be able to eat for three years if he didn't open for business for three years.
However, he still had to receive normal customers, such as …
The four or five customers in front of him looked very poor.
Lin Jie looked up and saw a few customers in tattered clothes suddenly walking into the bookstore.
"Hello, you want …"
"Robbery."
Zachary pulled out a small knife that had been polished and pointed the sharp blade at the young boss sitting on the counter.
"Ah?"
Lin Jie's smile froze on his face. He really did not understand the situation in front of him.
In addition to the refugee who was pointing a knife at him, there were two other people who climbed over the counter and surrounded Mo En who was pouring tea. The hunger and fierceness in their eyes were clear as day.
Mo En looked up expressionlessly and did not even stop what he was doing.
In this tense atmosphere, the sound of the teapot in her hand was particularly ear-piercing.
"Didn't, didn't you hear? Hand over all your valuables! "
Zachary used the knife to gently knock on the counter and said in a fierce tone.
This was the first time he was a bad guy. It was inevitable that he was nervous. However, he had already decided to be a bad guy and no longer be a diligent and honest person. He had to work hard and do his best.
Lin Jie's mouth twitched. He looked at the robber in front of him who seemed to be more nervous than him and sighed.
His little bookstore was really popular with bad people.
Previously, there was Hu De and a few brats who came to steal books. This time, they were being robbed …
However, the refugees in front of him were clearly not like Hood, who stole books on a small scale. There was genuine hunger in their eyes.
Although there were slums in Nuo Jin, it was definitely not to the point where people were so hungry that they would rob.
Lin Jie crossed his hands and supported his chin. He calmly asked, "Where are you refugees from?"
"Shut up …"
"Answer Boss Lin's question."
A low voice suddenly sounded. The refugees turned their heads and felt a pain in their necks. Their vision turned black and they lost consciousness.
Lin Jie was stunned. He turned his head and saw that Joseph had come out of the basement at some point in time. He was carrying a refugee in each hand and casually tossing them to the side. He snorted coldly, and his tall figure gave off an imposing aura.
Mo En finished brewing the tea and handed it to Lin Jie.
Lin Jie subconsciously took it and then began to wonder. Yue Sefu was so badly injured. How did he recover so quickly?
Jack swallowed his saliva and raised his hands. "Sorry, very sorry … We, we are …"
He kicked Zachary next to him and motioned for him to run. However, Zachary looked as if he had seen the devil.
"You, you, you …" Ivan's dagger fell to the ground with a clatter. He fell on his butt and stretched out a trembling finger to point at Yue Sefu.
His eyes widened as he recalled the last scene before he fainted.
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