Chapter 12 World Government
Early the next morning, before daybreak, Zhou Cheng got up. Under the light, he turned on the induction cooker, boiled water, chopped the wild duck he had caught yesterday into pieces and put it into the pot.
Among the seasonings, there are only four spices left.
He had originally planned to save it, but now there was no need. Zhou Cheng generously threw it all into the pot.
There were also wild onions, dried ginger, and cooking wine, which were also running low, but Zhou Cheng put them into the pot without any regrets.
The sleeping monkey was awakened by Zhou Cheng's movements and opened his eyes to look at him with some confusion. It was not until he smelled the unusually rich aroma emanating from the pot that he became excited and kept jumping around Zhou Cheng and squeaking.
By daybreak, a pot of hearty duck meat had been stewed. He then used compressed biscuits to make porridge, which he then let cool. Smiling, Zhou Cheng placed several pieces of duck meat and porridge in front of the little monkey.
"Eat, eat enough, we will start our journey after eating."
The little monkey squeaked twice, as if he understood something.
After a hearty meal, Zhou Cheng picked up his heavy backpack, walked out of the cave, and carefully locked the wooden door.
There are still many objects and bones in the cave that cannot be taken away, as well as various equipment, which cannot be destroyed by wild animals.
Zhou Cheng took a deep look through the fence at the cave where he had lived for hundreds of days, then looked at the big hole he had dug on the ground, and turned around resolutely.
"Little monkey, let's go."
The little monkey jumped happily and followed Zhou Cheng.
The descent was as difficult as ever, but it offered no hardship or danger. Arriving safely beside the pickup truck, Zhou Cheng placed his heavy backpack in the bed and secured it, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
After checking the condition of the car and adding oil from the oil barrel, Zhou Cheng looked at the little monkey with a smile as he saw the car started smoothly and everything was fine.
"Let's go. I'll take you to see our human world."
squeak.
After setting the intelligent driving mode, the car starts slowly.
The scenery on both sides of the road kept changing, from rolling mountains to plains. The little monkey watched the changes outside the window quietly, seeming a little nervous and anxious.
It climbed into Zhou Cheng's arms, snuggled tightly against his chest, and slowly calmed down.
"Don't worry, it's okay, I'm here."
Compared to the trip here a few months ago, the return route is almost the same, except for some changes due to the different seasons.
The same desolation, the same silence.
At nightfall, Zhou Cheng found an abandoned house to stay in. In the morning, the car set off again. After repeating this several times, Zhou Cheng finally saw the outline of the wall surrounding Dajing City.
Passing through the wall, the familiar city scene appeared before our eyes.
Tall buildings, spacious and quiet roads, old people with dull eyes on both sides of the road, nothing has changed.
If we have to say there is any change, it is that the city seems a little more dilapidated, and there seem to be fewer elderly people coming out to bask in the sun on both sides of the road.
Zhou Cheng truly felt the decline and withering of civilization.
He knew that on average, more than 5% of the human world's population died every year.
Normally, the mortality rate in a normal human society wouldn't be this high. But at this moment, apart from a small number of young people, the majority of the population are over 60 years old.
And obviously, the mortality rate among the elderly is higher.
Assuming that the total population of human civilization is currently one billion, an average of more than 50 million people die each year.
In the less than four months since he left the human world, more than 300,000 elderly people passed away in Dajing City alone.
Moreover, as the average age of the elderly continues to increase, the mortality rate will continue to rise.
The total population is decreasing, but the annual death toll is increasing, until everyone dies and human civilization is completely destroyed.
With a complex mentality of heaviness mixed with a hint of excitement, Zhou Cheng parked the car directly in front of the gate of the World Government compound.
This is the highest power core of all human civilization.
When civilization was at its peak, just approaching here required going through countless levels of inspection.
Any decision made here will affect the fate of countless people around the world.
But at this moment, like other places in Dajing City, there was a sense of dilapidation here.
Not to mention the layers of inspection, even if he parked his car casually on the roadside in front of the World Government compound, the guards on duty at the gate would just glance at him lazily and ignore him completely.
After getting off the bus and carrying his heavy backpack, Zhou Cheng said to the little monkey, "Wait for me here."
After closing the car door, Zhou Cheng walked straight to the door.
The guard finally took action.
"What are you doing here? Who are you looking for?"
The guard, whose black hair was streaked with white, looked at Zhou Cheng in surprise: "Young man, what are you doing..."
At this moment, Zhou Cheng was covered in mud, his hair was disheveled, and his skin was rough.
This style is not common.
"I just came out of the mountains and I'm looking for the highest decision-maker. I have something important to report."
The old guard glanced at Zhou Cheng again and opened the door directly: "Go to the office on the first floor to register and then wait."
"good."
No security check, no inspection, no appointment, just direct release.
Zhou Cheng is also used to this.
In this twilight age of the human world, the highest decision-makers are not out of reach. Moreover, Zhou Cheng is a young man.
A young man so rare that there are only about 20,000 of them in the world.
Arriving at the office on the first floor, a few young people and many elderly people looked at Zhou Cheng, who was covered in dust, in surprise.
"Young man, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital? Or take a shower first..."
"Thank you, Auntie. I have something important to discuss and need to see the top decision-maker as soon as possible."
"Okay, I'll arrange it for you as soon as possible. Um... the top decision-maker went to inspect Plantation Building 1165. There was a malfunction there yesterday. It'll probably take him half an hour to return. You should rest for a while."
I arrived at the reception room and waited for more than half an hour before the door was finally opened.
A tall middle-aged man with bloodshot but bright eyes and black hair without a single gray hair walked in.
There were some spots of mud on his body and some oily-looking stuff on his hands.
"Young man, do you have something important to talk to me about? Tell me."
The top decision-maker casually spoke to Zhou Cheng while washing his hands.
Zhou Cheng stood up, put his backpack on the table, and took out the evidence one by one.
As Zhou Cheng spoke, the top decision-maker straightened his body gradually, his expression became increasingly solemn, and his gaze seemed to be attracted by something and was fixed on Zhou Cheng.
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