Chapter 352: Living in the Slums? (Second Update)
Lingling coughed and opened the window, whispering: "Why don't you expel these Mexicans?"
Xiao Hei was a little embarrassed, and carefully put out the cigarette, and then said preciously: "Hey, whether it is arms dealers or middle-class noble families, they need these Mexicans as cannon fodder, slaves, and even slaughter them to feed livestock and their own people when necessary. These are all food rations. I heard that the upper level is doing some horrible experiments, and it just happens to be human experiments. So there are always hundreds of Mexicans disappearing every day. Isn't it normal?"
Soon, we will 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 extremely dark and dirty environment outside. She was a little dazed. The polarization of the United States was too serious, and it was completely different from what she thought. It seemed that it would not be easy to get supplies and food, because there were still a lot of supplies and food. The hands must have strong firepower, otherwise they would not have survived until now.
Robbery is not an option. Xiao Hei said something amazing. The strategic reserve grain of the United States and the grain in the hands of major grain merchants are enough for the United States to eat for another ten years, just 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 the United States secretly fought several small countries and robbed a lot of oil, but now that the civil strife in the United States has just ended and the country has just been unified, these oils have also been divided among various governments and warlords.
But ordinary people can't see the oil stars at all.
Jingshu has to admire developed countries. Before the end of the world, due to the abundance of various materials, the United States wasted several times more energy than it used, but there was no way. Who makes people have so many things? This is the third year of the end of the world, and the materials are still so abundant and held in the hands of major arms and grain merchants, which makes people jealous.
Jingshu is looking forward to Yang Yang's plan to let them deliver the materials themselves, but she doesn't know how he will do it?
"Look, this is the slum where I live, and it's also where you're going to live these two days." Xiao Hei pointed to the rows of low houses outside. Some were temporary sheds made of steel sheets, some were dilapidated houses that were hundreds of years old, and some were dilapidated and almost collapsed.
Dilapidated and shabby, with a foul and pungent smell.
The so-called slums were originally two rows of small villas on both sides of the road, but because of the flood, there were no places 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 blatantly.
The environment was even dirtier and messier than the board houses built in China in ten minutes. The houses were next to each other, and a pair of empty, vigilant and inquiring eyes appeared from inside.
Lingling showed a frightened expression: "Can't we live somewhere else? I saw a lot of empty houses on both sides of the road just now."
Except for the high-rise buildings in the city center, most of the houses in the United States are one- or two-story villas because of the vast land and sparse population. However, the flood in the second year basically destroyed them all. There are mud and insects inside, which will be very dangerous.
After Xiao Hei shrugged and explained the reason, he added: "Hey, if you lovely angels in the city center don't have their certificates, you can only be low-level slaves. Only "formal mercenaries" can live here in the underground black market, so you can only quickly complete the mercenary assessment tasks to move out of the slums. The villas on both sides of the slums are good houses. Oh damn, don't live there. There is no legal protection. After paying the residence fee, it is easy to be targeted."
The United States is always performing everywhere. It is dangerous.
On the other side, Yang Yang held the ID card in his hand with a distressed look, and 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 culture of the United States, watching the beautiful and fashionable girls throwing enthusiastic eyebrows 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, the whole city is still bright, so beautiful, he also smelled the smell of roasted chicken, so fragrant. There are many young ladies who are flirting with him, are they attracted to this Asian young man.
"Then let's start showing our strength from here. Now, let's enjoy the luxurious life in the United States first."
There are also people who keep flirting with the truck. They are wearing tattered clothes and their hair has just grown hair. They are like a scary alien with bulging eyes, trying to attract the attention of the truck, but they scare the several big men watching the excitement in the truck.
But at this time, a man stuffed half a mouthful of black bread into a woman's mouth and took her away, and the rest of the story was a piece of cake.
When the truck passed by, many people stared at it, and seemed to be very interested in the things on the truck, as if they were comparing the strength of both sides.
The slum is very large and there are many people.
Jingshu's eyes were attracted by a super big spider. Somehow she swallowed her saliva, marinated the spider, fried it, coated it with egg liquid and bread crumbs, fried it until golden, and took a bite. The crispy spider legs exuded a charming fragrance, and 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 slums and finally arrived at the underground black market. Jingshu didn't expect that she thought the underground black market was just a name, but she didn't expect that it was really a black market under the ground.
The truck drove in and found an extremely large cave. There were people holding guns at the entrance of the cave for inspection.
"Hey, buddy, it's me. I took the newcomers to take the exam and will definitely come out before the evening." After Xiao Hei gave two black breads, the group went in smoothly. It was said that people without identities would be killed on the spot at night, so these people didn't care.
The slums are the suburbs. This place is a little bit 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 submerged in the second year, but gathered the surrounding slums.
"Hey, you know, this underground black market used to be a super large gold mine. Sacramento first discovered gold and developed into what it is today. After the gold was dug, it developed into something else. Now this gold mine was changed from a super large underground warehouse to an underground city in the first year."