Chapter 101: People are divided into different classes
A group of ragged people tried to climb over the guardrail and rushed towards Xiang Yu.
"Take me with you, take me with you, I still have some food here, I can give you all my food..."
Those voices continued to come into Xiang Yu's ears.
The weather outside was too hot, and they didn't have enough water or sun protection or heat insulation equipment, so they wanted to leave.
It's as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Xiang Yu stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and passed by them with a whoosh. The survivors didn't even touch the corner of her clothes.
Seeing Xiang Yu leaving without looking back, they picked up things at hand and threw them at him, trying to stop Xiang Yu's motorcycle.
Since you won't take them away, then let them stay and enjoy the suffering together.
Some broken electrical appliances were pushed down from the second-floor windows and hit the road, but Xiang Yu narrowly avoided them.
The C City Shelter is built in the city center. It was once the most prosperous place in C City and is also of commemorative significance.
The buildings surrounding the shelter are still intact, and fashionable rich ladies are sitting in rickshaws on the streets.
The middle-aged man pulling the cart in front was urged by them to go faster.
Xiang Yu parked his motorcycle on the side of the street, took off his helmet and looked towards the C City Shelter. People were really divided into different classes. This phenomenon might not have been obvious in life before.
But in the end times, this phenomenon is completely magnified infinitely.
Even some people who have lived at the bottom of society for years, once they take advantage of this opportunity to climb up, will enslave those who once lived in the same misery as them.
"Where are you from..."
"I'm from City M. I've been working in City C for more than ten years. This is my food."
The man at the window looked at the pile of food with a hint of disgust in his eyes, and even stretched out his hand to fan it, as if he smelled something bad.
"After entering the shelter, you will start with the dirtiest and most tiring work. Do you have any objection?"
"No, no."
Then the man pointed to the side, and the strong man who had paid the food walked into the shelter with his family.
Even though there was a distance between them, Xiang Yu could still see the bustling corner of the shelter through the half-open door.
Inside and outside are like two completely different worlds.
An old man pulled a rickshaw to Xiang Yu and said, "Miss, would you like a ride? A new batch of clothes arrived at Kaiyang Street today. I am familiar with the road there."
As the old man spoke, he picked up the towel draped over his shoulders and wiped the sweat from his cheeks.
His face was covered in sunburn, with layers of red and black rotten skin hanging on his face. He could tear it off with a slight tear.
The old man knew that he looked scary, so he lowered his head.
"Kaiyang Street, I want to go, I want to go, please pull me first..." A woman in a white suspender dress trotted over.
He sat down on the rickshaw, took out a card and swiped it on a groove in the rickshaw.
That's where you earn contribution points.
The old man looked at Xiang Yu with an apologetic look, then bent down, picked up the two iron bars with both hands, and ran on the narrow road.
The streets surrounding the shelter were probably rebuilt later. They look very prosperous and there are many people shopping.
It’s just that the road is too narrow, and there are many rickshaws running in the alleys.
These rickshaw pullers are mainly old men, young and middle-aged men, and occasionally a few middle-aged women.
Everyone is trying to survive with their own hands.
"Where are you from? Have you registered before entering the city?" two guards in police uniforms trotted over to Xiang Yu.
Both of them held a baton in their hands and looked serious.
"If you are from outside the area and haven't registered yet, please leave now, leave now..." Xiang Yu put on his helmet, looking like he knew what was happening.
The two of them looked extremely satisfied.
After accelerating, Xiang Yu drove his motorcycle away from the street area, choosing to take the small paths with few people. After circling for more than an hour, he left the inner city area.
Squatting in the shadow of the street corner, Xiang Yu held a tablet in one hand and iced water in the other, sitting on the ground with his back against the wall and a motorcycle in front of him.
She is currently in the center of City C, but after passing through here, there is a park on the outskirts.
But she didn't want to pass through the park, so she marked a mountain trail and took out a homemade fast food from her backpack.
There are meat, vegetarian dishes, and an egg drop soup.
After eating, he rested for more than ten minutes. Feeling more and more thirsty as the sun got hotter, Xiang Yu got up and rode away.
City C is very large, and she drove all the way until the evening before going straight through the inner city area.
After leaving the inner city, we drove directly up the mountain road.
There were more survivors outside the city at night. They wandered around the city and used crowbars to search for things in the ruins.
Trying to find something to eat.
Xiang Yu took out the night vision glasses he had exchanged in City D, did not dare to turn on the headlights, and drove very carefully on the mountain road.
The bushes on the right shook, and then a figure stood up from the bushes. He looked at the motorcycle passing by.
He took the whistle and started blowing it.
After a loud whistle sounded, more than a dozen car lights shone from behind.
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