Chapter 92: Battle under the City (Thanks to the leader of Tianzi No. 1 Pickled Fish)
The rust-corroded walls, the constant rush of water, the dim lights in the simple square house, and the lack of electrical appliances.
A mother is holding her child in her arms, sitting in front of her house, looking at the large elevator passage in the distance from time to time, waiting for her family to come back from the celebration.
This is deep underground in Jielou City. The star network signal is very poor, and many residents in the city cannot afford good personal terminals. Even many people have not had formal file registration in the Federation.
Although the surface is full of ruins, it is still the bright side of Jielou City, which makes people recall the prosperity and splendor of the past. The residential area deep underground is the true portrayal of most residents in Jielou City.
Without the various auxiliary AI machines commonly seen in the homes of federal residents, many things have to be done in person. The complicated labor occupies most of the time in life, but these labors will not bring satisfactory returns. No matter how clean the dishes are washed, they are still the same dishes. Spending several hours sweeping the floor and cooking every day will not bring more happiness.
When something cannot be avoided or even must be done, no matter how interesting it is, after a long time, you will feel disgusted.
Residents living underground spend a lot of time on chores and trivial matters every day. There are no convenient supermarkets and no smooth logistics. Handmade products are often forced. Although some unique handicrafts have been produced, they are not rare. Objects without additional extraordinary effects are ultimately ordinary objects that can be easily imitated and mass-produced, so they cannot be sold at high prices in the Federation.
Stepping through the gray and black puddles on the ground, with some coal slag particles on the edge, Heshia stopped at the overpass and looked down at the world full of gray iron rust in front of her.
"What's wrong?" Feng Jianxue in front turned around and looked at the girl who suddenly stopped.
In order to facilitate movement, the two now changed into traditional costumes in Jielou City. The simple wide-sleeved clothes are not gorgeous, but they are very resistant to dirt. If they are washed white, it is easy to give people the illusion of returning to the harsh environment of ancient times.
"Nothing." The girl shook her head and continued to move forward.
Is this where her mother grew up? She originally thought it would be an ancient place, but the underground residential area is not like this. There are all kinds of residual water, coal slag, and stains on the ground. The air is also very dull and has a faint odor. There are not so many AI self-discipline units responsible for cleaning in Jielou City, and even the water supply for life is barely enough.
The houses are not made of wood as she imagined, but more of temporary houses built with gray iron. The walls are just a thin layer of iron. There are not many vehicles on the underground streets. Most of them are old models that have been eliminated in the federation for many years, and they do not have the function of floating flight.
Without sufficient industrial products to support them, the so-called "ancient fragrance and ancient style" is like a wooden table full of oil stains and scratches. Although it looks good from a distance, once you get close, you don't want to put your hands on it.
The life of the ancients was not that good, and the later popular "ancient style" is actually a little romance left after people stripped away the trivial and complicated parts.
But even so, these existing "ancients" have to rely on selling this "romantic fantasy" to make a living.
The solemn sacrificial ceremony in the past has now become a celebration that mainly attracts tourists with performances. The exaggerated facial makeup, colorful clothes and armor, the re-edited "tradition", and the deliberately created differentiation bring tourists a sense of freshness and surprise, and finally they are willing to spend money on this "romantic fantasy". After the festival, only a mess is left, which is left for the local residents to clean up and then patiently wait for the arrival of the next festival.
It seems that every year they live for these few days of festivals, and they only need to maintain their dignity for these few days.
Walking through the streets and alleys underground in Jielou City, Heshia's keen perception can clearly hear the sounds coming from the surrounding residential buildings.
The whirring of fans, the crying of babies, the simmering of pots and pans, the quarrels of couples, all kinds of human life are nothing more than this.
The underground dome here does not even have enough light, so the streets are dim 24 hours a day, which seems depressing.
After walking quickly for more than half an hour, the two finally came to a closed gate. There were several "gods" guarding on both sides of the gate, and there were laser cameras and temporarily closed machine gun muzzles on the side.
The entire gate is in a sunken concrete structure, and it is impossible to bypass it from one side, and it is also difficult to blast the four sides.
"This is the first checkpoint, but it is also the most troublesome." Feng Jianxue took Heshiya to a street corner not far away and hid for the time being, looking at the passage over there from afar.
"If you want to bypass it, you can only use violent means to blow a hole from the upper layer. The people from the 'Fenri City' have demonstrated that method to me before. Although I got in, I was directly exposed because of the loud noise."
"If we don't want to enter by fighting, we can only use some gentle methods to sneak in." Feng Jianxue turned around, shook the fan, and analyzed it for Heshiya.
"Generally speaking, who can pass freely?" Heshiya asked after thinking.
"Well, it should be the guards directly under the Juliu City, the 'God Generals', or the staff inside, but those people rarely act alone, and it would look very strange for the two of us to walk over." Feng Jianxue rubbed his chin.
"Do you have a pass?" the girl asked.
"I haven't gotten it yet." Feng Jianxue said embarrassedly.
"I was going to get it, but something unexpected happened today. Now that the people from Fenri City have taken action, it would be a pity if we don't make good use of this opportunity."
"Really..."
Heshia shook her head, wondering if she had made some unreliable choices by coming here with Feng Jianxue.
If it was just her, it wouldn't be difficult to flash through the level or use her innate ability to open a passage on the unmanned concrete layer on one side.
"Mr. Feng Jianxue is very disappointing." The girl said what she thought.
Feng Jianxue was so embarrassed by the girl's words that he gritted his teeth.
"Well, I boasted today anyway." He took out an extremely delicate chip and inserted it into his personal terminal.
After a while, the silver personal terminal floated up and began to scan the surroundings.
[Scanning the environment, analyzing...]
[137 device interfaces found, please select the target to infiltrate]
Feng Jianxue began to operate, his fingertips quickly inputting data on the projected keyboard, and then adjusted and selected the target.
[Loading into the other party's database... 1%... 3%...]
"Fortunately, they are using an old model and have not updated the system, so this should not be a big problem." Feng Jianxue wiped the sweat from his forehead. If this hacker chip is not easy to use, he has no other good way.
However, after such chips are produced in the underground black market, in order to ensure profits, the number of uses and duration are set at the beginning, and they are automatically melted when they expire. The price is not cheap. It is estimated that more than 100,000 federal coins have been lost. Although Feng Jianxue is not the kind of person who lacks money, he still feels distressed.
"Okay, we'll find a car to cover up and say we're sending something underground." A few minutes later, Feng Jianxue pulled out the chip to show that it was done.
"Yeah." Heshia glanced at the passage in the distance. She heard some faint explosions coming from inside, as if a battle was taking place.
Riding in a car that was temporarily found, Feng Jianxue drove to the passage as a driver.
"We're transporting fruit in." He found records of fruit trucks entering and leaving in the database, and the time points roughly matched.
"What fruit?"
"It's the topaz-fleshed watermelon from the Dead Tree Garden. Would you like to try some?"
"Forget it, go in." If it were normal times, they might have ordered some, but this was a critical moment. Information about the battle kept coming from the communicator. The people who stayed behind were not in the mood, and they didn't want to be seen stealing food by the big shots who were coming soon.
The passage slowly opened, and Heshia, who was sitting in the car with her legs tucked in, gently stroked the big spider in front of her and fed it some watermelon cubes.
"We'll finish eating now, and then we'll have a fight."
After driving through the passage, there is a huge downward slope, with a straight-line distance of about 2 kilometers. As you continue to go down, a world hidden underground slowly appears before your eyes.
The dome is covered with thousands of red banners hanging down, and the lights are faintly visible in them. The red banners are fluttering, and the light shining on them dyes the entire underground space with a layer of red clouds.
Palaces and pavilions are scattered all over the underground, and at the front of the main road, there is an underground city with towering vermilion towers and high city walls. Now in front of the city gate, two ten-meter-tall "giant spirit generals" are fighting with the invading enemies.
Waves of rockets and machine gun bullets hit the armor of the giant spirit generals, only splashing sparks, but not a single bit of damage. These two "giant spirit generals" were built during the heyday of Jielou City. They are made of condensed-bead-grade purple chrome alloy stamping. Although hundreds of years have passed, they are still extremely solid and cannot be damaged by ordinary means.
However, facing such a gatekeeper, the attacking black priests had already anticipated it. The boiling and burning black flame lightsabers in their hands were new products developed by the giant enterprise "Dragon's Eye" in the Federation forty years ago. They have strong armor-piercing capabilities and can even open holes in starships.
However, like all rushing lightsabers, they consume a lot of energy. Even a Sequence 5 extraordinary person can only swing for 1-2 minutes at most before the magic power is exhausted.
More than a dozen priests on the periphery held guns and thermal weapons to resist the autonomous units coming from all directions. They kept shooting at each other. Although there were casualties, they bought time for the ten companions in the inner circle holding black flame lightsabers.
"When the scorching sun was half covered and half dark, a messenger with black wings spread out descended from the sky. He closed his eyes and mouth, holding a sword in one hand and a book in the other. The book contained the names of 104,721 sinners. When the sword was swung down, black flames burned, burning the sinners to death, and the world was cleansed."
The ten people chanted the ancient prayer, and then a black pattern emerged in the circle they formed. It was an angel with wings on his back, wearing a torn robe, with chains on his ankles and wrists, and a headband similar to shackles and iron nails on his head.
The overall style of the pattern seemed painful and depressing, and full of sins. Yes, this was the emblem of the 'Burning Sun City', the largest prison and confession church in the North Star District in the past, and the object of their worship was the Angel of Pain Meredith.
The black wings woven by magic appeared behind the ten people, and then they jumped up and rushed towards the 'Giant God General' who swung the huge weapon.
The bodies interlaced and suddenly rushed forward, the flames washed the purple chrome alloy with a wheezing and boiling sound. In the firelight, the high-temperature metal liquid splashed and sprinkled on the attacking black priests, burning them with smoking scars, but they remained unmoved and inserted the flaming lightsaber directly into the joint gap of the giant spirit god, bringing up a large area of sparks and noise.
These fanatical priests are no longer afraid of pain. They are the angel believers who feed on pain.
In front of the city gate where the fierce battle was taking place, on the road in the distance, a lonely car kept approaching it, and the alarm bells in Juliu City also rang. A beam of light rose from the city, rushing straight to the surface like a beacon, breaking through the layers of clouds.
Thanks to the leader of Tianzi No. 1 Pickled Fish~Thanks(ω)
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