While Cao Guangxing was racking his brains, things were gradually progressing elsewhere.
Shang Wu and Xu Ruiling also headed towards their temporary residence.
They had just finished reporting on the situation near the amusement park; the cultists there had been mostly cleared out.
Now that reinforcements have arrived, they can finally get some rest.
However, the discussion among the survivors along the way made the two pause for a moment.
"Get lost! What's wrong with me cutting in line? Want to fight?"
A first-level martial artist stood at the front of the group, fist raised and a fierce look on his face.
The man behind him was stunned: "Why are you like this?"
He clearly couldn't understand why the person in front of him was acting this way.
"Heh." The martial artist who cut in line sneered, "It's already kind of you to get me water, what a piece of trash like you dares to say anything?"
He threatened, "Shut up and get out of here!"
"Friend, aren't you going too far?"
"Exactly! Everyone's been walking for so long and wants a drink of water. Why are you cutting in line?"
"Get in line! Get back in line!"
The crowd behind them was furious, but the martial artist who had cut in line scoffed, "Why should I? Because of my fists!"
After saying that, he punched the man behind him.
The force was so great that the man was sent flying a meter away before crashing to the ground with a thud.
"Now, who has anything to say?" The martial artist who had cut in line glanced coldly at the silent queue, a playful look on his face: "A bunch of useless trash."
As soon as he finished speaking, he went about getting water, completely ignoring the fearful stares behind him.
On the contrary, they are proud of it.
Why could Xuzhou transform this militaristic eleventh district into a place where everyone is equal?
That's because ordinary people who were once discriminated against became religious believers and stood at the pinnacle of power, which enabled them to advocate for equality.
Its core remains military force, which is undeniable.
But at the same time, it was because they had been caught in the rain that they held up umbrellas for others.
The time allotted for change was ultimately too short, and those deeply ingrained beliefs still lingered in the minds of some.
It's just that the stronger people preach equality, forcing them to comply.
Now those who held up the umbrellas are tearing them apart, frantically destroying everything they've built.
This rekindled the extreme militant ideology of District 11 among the survivors.
Then...
Bang!
The martial artist who cut in line was kicked into the air and crashed to the side of the line.
Xu Ruiling walked over with a cold face, looked at the angry martial artist, and said icily, "Apologize to them."
"impossible!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword was placed against his neck.
Shang Wu said calmly, "Do you think it might slit your throat?"
The cold touch on his neck made the martial artist break out in a cold sweat, and his previous ferocity vanished instantly.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have cut in line!"
"snort."
Xu Ruiling was very safety-conscious; upon seeing the small flame on the lawn, she ruthlessly stepped on it and extinguished it.
Shangwu shook his head behind him, looking at the lawn where the fire was still burning, and prepared to call the fire department directly.
What happened here is just a microcosm; similar situations will continue to occur.
Shangwu planned to have someone from the inner city take over and solve the problem at its root.
Back in the room.
"Ling'er, are you alright?"
Xu Ruiling turned her head suspiciously: "What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Her puzzled look didn't seem fake, which relieved Shangwu.
It wasn't because of the little incident earlier, but because Shangwu was worried that she would also join the Creation Cult's plan.
Fortunately, judging from her appearance, she definitely doesn't seem like she'd join.
"That's good."
Shangwu explained, "I was also worried that you might feel uncomfortable."
"It's... alright."
Xu Ruiling thought he was referring to what had just happened: "You know me, I don't take this kind of thing to heart."
Shangwu nodded.
However, the two of them are actually quite bored now that they have some free time.
"Oh, right."
Xu Ruiling rummaged through her spatial bracelet and took out the book Qin Sheng had given her.
I'm just bored, so I thought I'd read... a book?
Opening the book, one finds a long strip that has been cut out, concealing a transparent vial.
This startled Xu Ruiling; the face looked somewhat familiar.
He remembered the potion that had restored him to his original state.
Creationism?!
Shen Qing?
She was about to cry out in surprise when a voice suddenly appeared in her mind.
"What a coincidence, it seems I've arrived at just the right time."
Qin Sheng's voice rang out, slightly amused: "Xu Ruiling, you haven't forgotten who you are, have you?"
"I've saved a seat for you in this performance."
Xu Ruiling's pupils contracted, but she had already lost control of her body.
Taking advantage of the blind spot, Xu Ruiling had already injected herself with the drug.
"Just wait patiently, there's still a little time left."
Turning his gaze away, Qin Sheng looked at Xu Zhou, who was still hesitating, and said calmly, "Knock on the door."
Xu Zhou nodded and knocked on the door of the Chen brothers' temporary residence.
It was called a residence, but it was actually just a shipping container, and the knocking sound was quite crisp.
"Xuzhou".
Chenyu frowned slightly as he opened the door. Although there was no direct evidence, the two brothers had already identified Xuzhou as a suspect.
"What is it?" The coldness in his voice was undisguised.
"Of course something's wrong."
Qin Sheng came out from behind and sighed, "I heard that there's been some misunderstanding between the three of you. I think it's better to clear things up."
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