Don't they get old?
As Jiang Min looked at Lu Zhan in the 3D projection, she remembered what the hotel owner had said: that he was a famous philanthropist.
At this moment, the famous philanthropist was telling everyone that he would bring the digital zone into a new world, a true Garden of Eden where there would be no more suffering or hunger.
Jiang Min looked at Lu Zhan's brown hair and freckles. Perhaps he was being paranoid, but whenever he saw brown hair, he would always think of that scene he had seen in a puppet show.
He passed this message on to Cen Yu, telling him that the nobles in District One seemed to never age.
...
Lu Zhan not only showed Cen Yu all the places he could go, but also took Cen Yu to the fifth basement level where he was temporarily staying.
This is entirely underground, with all the light coming from indoor lighting. Compared to the living space upstairs, which occupies almost an entire floor, this place is obviously much smaller, and the interior furnishings resemble a pre-apocalyptic studio apartment.
"Don't worry," Lu Zhan said softly, "You'll be leaving here soon."
"A year?"
“It might only take six months,” he told Cen Yu. “District One is always very tolerant of outstanding people.”
"You'll be able to go up to the upper floors soon; this is only temporary."
Cen Yu felt like he was a heartless boss making empty promises. He glanced around the house and could tell that many people had lived there before... He walked on the floor and "accidentally" saw a tuft of red hair hidden under the sofa. "Did other people live here too?"
He asked, feigning curiosity.
Lu Zhan's gaze lingered on the clump of hair for a moment. "Of course." He gestured to Cen Yu that he could throw the hair in the trash can. "There are quotas in District One every year, and everyone can apply."
He told Cen Yu, "Everyone has a chance."
"But there are still only 30-odd people in Zone 1?" Cen Yu asked—after all, if he didn't ask this, he would seem like he had been sprayed with something that would make him stupid.
“Life in Zone 1 is not safe,” Lu Zhan said. “Those things in the mutated zone need to be eliminated by dungeon teams.”
“We each have our own jobs and tasks,” Lu Zhan said, then added to Cen Yu, “Of course, we will also weed out some bad apples.”
"Scoundrel?" Cen Yu timely revealed an expression of eagerness to hear more.
Lu Zhan hesitated, seemingly finding it difficult to bring up the matter, "...Not everyone in District One is noble; there are always some scoundrels."
He said to Cen Yu, "Because you have too much, you always look down on others with contempt."
“I’ve received many reports from other districts, and of course, from those in the wilderness.” He said to Cen Yu, “Such scum cannot stay in District One.”
If Cen Yu hadn't known the truth, she would have been moved by Lu Zhan's righteous and eloquent speech.
Lu Zhan then prepared to take Cen Yu back to the upper floor, saying, "Your residence permit will take about another week; they need to approve more things..."
"Then am I not a scoundrel?" Cen Yu suddenly asked, looking at Lu Zhan's back.
Lu Zhan stopped and turned to look at him.
Cen Yu, wearing the "Saint Mary" robe that Lu Zhan had prepared for him, just looked at him and said, "I betrayed my ex-boyfriend, doesn't that make me a scoundrel?"
Lu Zhan laughed, seemingly thinking that he had asked a silly question.
“Of course not,” he said softly to Cen Yu. “Mutants are not human.”
"It's a monster."
“He just looks like a human being,” he told Cen Yu. “You just made the right choice.”
"You've sent yourself to Zone One."
It was delivered to me.
He held out his hand, signaling Cen Yu not to overthink it, "He's a mutant..."
“But he only has healing abilities,” Cen Yu retorted.
Lu Zhan knew, of course, that He Yuxing had more than just healing abilities. He thought Cen Yu was testing him by saying that—Cen Yu suspected the voices he heard in the movie theater. Although they weren't his and Qiao's voices, it wasn't surprising that his little saint would suspect them.
“No mutant only has healing abilities,” Lu Zhan said. “It’s just that he hasn’t shown them yet.”
He acted like an expert, seemingly knowing a lot about mutants.
"Aggression is the instinct of these mutants."
“He must have other abilities,” Lu Zhan said. “Don’t be fooled by his angelic appearance and his pitiful act.”
He led Cen Yu toward the elevator, saying, "You can stay in your original room until those documents are processed."
"You are my guest."
Cen Yu and Lu Zhan entered the elevator together.
At this moment, the "advertisement" in the elevator had changed to one about Qiao, and the other party was saying some nice things... When Lu Zhan noticed that Cen Yu was looking at Qiao, he naturally thought of the head he had brought back from the shopping street.
I also recalled what the other person had said in the shopping street.
He asked Cen Yu with a mischievous grin, "Do you know him?"
Joe looked almost exactly like the young man in the shopping street; there was no way Cen Yu wouldn't recognize his face.
Cen Yu understood Lu Zhan's probing. He thought the people in Eden were hopeless worms—he directly mentioned what he had seen in the mutation zone and the puppet show in the movie theater.
“Besides Joe, there’s another brown-haired person,” Cen Yu said, looking at Lu Zhan with black hair.
Lu Zhan looked surprised, as if he couldn't believe that Qiao had done such a terrible thing... He seemed to remember that head again, and then cautiously asked if that head was the one in the story.
"They've come here to put on an act," Cen Yu cursed inwardly, but still nodded in agreement.
Lu Zhan was silent for a moment before saying to Cen Yu, "I will find Qiao."
“District One will not allow scum to live here.”
...
A few more bursts of laughter came from the top-floor room.
Seemingly finding Lu Zhan's performance particularly comical, some people even looked at Qiao, who was sitting in front, and asked for his opinion.
"Your girlfriend," someone said, grinning, "she's here to kill you."
He seemed to find the whole thing ridiculous; how could a head kill them?
They felt that Lu Zhan's "saintly" idea was just wishful thinking—the biggest world he had ever seen was probably the wilderness and the degenerate zone, so it was not surprising that he could have such a naive idea.
What puzzled this man was that Joe didn't speak. He just frowned and looked at the scene in the elevator. After a long while, he said, "Idiot."
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