Chapter 352 Want to live in the slums?
Lingling coughed and opened the window, whispering, "Why don't you expel these Mexicans?"
Xiao Hei was a little embarrassed. He carefully put out his cigarette and put it to his ear before saying, "Hey, whether it's the arms dealers or the middle-class aristocratic families, they all need these Mexicans as cannon fodder, as slaves, and even slaughter them to feed livestock and their own people when necessary. These are all rations. I heard that the higher-ups are doing some horrific experiments, and they just happen to be human experiments. So there are always a hundred Mexicans disappearing every day. Isn't it normal?"
We will soon reach the underground black market that Xiao Hei mentioned, but we will pass by the slums first.
Jingshu sat in the truck and looked at the pitch-black, dirty and messy environment outside in a daze. The polarization in the United States was too serious, and it was completely different from what she had imagined. It seemed that it would not be easy to obtain supplies and food, because those who still had a large amount of supplies and food must have very strong firepower, otherwise they would not have survived until now.
Robbery is indeed not an option. Xiao Hei said something shocking. The strategic grain reserves of the United States and the grain in the hands of major grain traders are enough for the United States to eat for another ten years, simply because the United States cut off exports before the end of the world and the grain grown at the end of the world.
The United States is not short of oil at all now, because it secretly fought against several small countries and robbed a lot of oil. But now that the civil war in the United States has ended and the country has just been unified, the oil has been divided among various governments and warlords.
But ordinary people can't see the oil droplets at all.
Jingshu had to admire developed countries. Before the apocalypse, due to the abundance of various materials, the United States wasted several times more energy than it used. But there was no way, because people had so much stuff. It was already the third year of the apocalypse, and the materials were still so abundant and held by major arms and food dealers, which made people jealous.
Jingshu was looking forward to Yang Yang's plan, asking them to deliver the supplies themselves, but she didn't know how he would do it.
"Look, this is the slum where I live, and it's also where you're going to live for the next two days." Xiao Hei pointed to the rows of low houses outside. Some were temporary sheds made of steel sheets, some were hundreds of years old, and some were so dilapidated that they were about to collapse.
It was tattered and dilapidated, and there was a foul, pungent smell in the air.
The so-called slums were originally two rows of small villas on both sides of the road, but due to the floods, there were nowhere to go, so many dilapidated sheds and houses were added. There were also traces of green algae left around after a long period of rain, and some super large insects were crawling around blatantly.
The environment is even dirtier and messier than the prefabricated houses built in China in ten minutes. The houses are close to each other, and pairs of empty, vigilant, and inquiring eyes are revealed from inside.
Lingling looked frightened. "Can't we live somewhere else? I saw a lot of empty houses on both sides of the road."
Apart from a few tall buildings in the city center, the United States has a vast land and a sparse population, so most houses are one- or two-story villas. However, the flood the following year basically destroyed all of them. They are full of mud, sand, and insects, making them very dangerous.
Xiao Hei shrugged and explained the reason, then added, "Hey, if you lovely angels don't have their certificates in the city center, you'll only be able to work as lowly slaves. Only official mercenaries can live in the underground black market, so you have to complete the mercenary assessment tasks quickly to move out of the slums. The villas on both sides of the slums are good houses. Oh damn, it's better not to live there. There's no legal protection, and after paying the residence fee, you'll be easily targeted."
The United States is always demonstrating that it is dangerous everywhere.
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On the other side, Yang Yang, holding the ID card in his hand with a distressed look, successfully led the monk who was carrying the luggage, the confused Hao Yunlai, and the expressionless Zhen Nantian to the most prosperous place in the city center, feeling the American culture and watching the beautiful and fashionable girls throwing enthusiastic glances at them one by one. The monk touched his head, and the female donor seemed to have something to say to the monk.
Hao Yunlai couldn't help but sigh, the United States is so good, so powerful, it's the end of the world, and the whole city is still bright, so beautiful, he also smelled the smell of roasted chicken, so fragrant... There are also many young ladies throwing flirtatious eyes at him, are they attracted by this Asian boy
Meat?
"Then let's start showing off our strength from here. Now, let's enjoy the luxurious life in the United States."
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There were also people who kept winking at the truck. They were wearing tattered clothes, their hair had just grown out, and their eyes were bulging like a scary alien. They wanted to attract the truck's attention, but they scared the several grown men who were watching the fun in the truck.
But at this moment, a man stuffed half a mouthful of black bread into a woman's mouth and pulled her away, and what happened next happened naturally.
As the truck passed by, many people stared at it, seemingly interested in the things on the truck, as if comparing the fighting power of both sides.
The slum is very large and there are many people.
Jingshu's attention was attracted by a super big spider. She swallowed her saliva for some reason, marinated the spider, fried it, coated it with egg liquid and breadcrumbs, and fried it until golden brown. She took a bite and the crispy spider legs exuded an attractive aroma. The crispy skin and crispy meat made her unable to stop eating after eating one.
Jingshu shook her head vigorously. She was now a wealthy person who could afford all kinds of food. How could she still be interested in this kind of food?
The truck continued to speed across the entire slum and finally arrived at the underground black market. What Jingshu didn't expect was that she thought the underground black market was just a name, but she didn't expect that it was really a black market underground.
The truck drove into an extremely large cave. There were people holding guns and checking at the entrance of the cave.
"Hey, buddy, it's me. I'm bringing new people to take the exam, and they will definitely be out before tonight." After Xiao Hei gave two pieces of black bread, the group went in smoothly. They heard that people without identification would be killed on the spot at night, so these people didn't care.
The slums are the suburbs. This place is a little further away from the suburbs, but it has the advantage of high terrain. Therefore, even if it is an underground black market, it was not flooded in the second year. Instead, it gathered the surrounding slums.
"Hey, you know, this underground black market used to be a huge gold mine. Sacramento first developed into what it is today because of the discovery of gold. After the gold was mined, other things started to develop. Now, this gold mine was transformed from a huge underground warehouse into an underground city in the first year."
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