novelsite Chapter 142 One person eats their fill, the whole family isn't hungry
Chapter 142 One person eats their fill, the whole family isn't hungry
"You are... people from the lower city?" The young woman in the elegant suit dress crossed her arms and looked at Li Can with disdain.
A perceptive older woman next to him immediately tugged at his sleeve.
"Shut up. Didn't you see that person wearing a mecha? Isn't that...?" The older woman winked at her.
As soon as she said that, everyone who had previously looked down on her changed their expressions like turning the pages of a book.
"Oh, so you're from our upper town. Why didn't you say so earlier? I thought it was those filthy things coming over." The young woman covered her mouth and nose, as if she utterly loathed the people from the lower town.
"So, you've taken over the City Lord's Mansion now, right? Who's in charge now? Can they come out and resolve these issues?"
The woman was speaking to Yang Mo, who was the only one present wearing the iconic white mecha suit.
The other residents of the upper town gathered around to listen; they were all very interested in this.
"What's the problem?" Yang Mo adjusted the navigation, originally planning that the four of them would head towards Feng Tian's location as soon as they emerged from underground.
But they didn't expect there to be so many people in the lower city, especially those from the upper city.
No wonder the city is all empty; they've all moved here.
"Of course, they'll provide us with houses, food, and supplies. They'll tell those people in the lower city to hurry up and build houses. They're all so lazy and slow."
"Honestly, in the past, when I came in as a guest, everyone treated us with utmost respect. Now they dare to look us in the eye in such a disrespectful manner."
"They were pointing fingers and making comments about us. If you ask me, since we can't go back to the upper city now, and we're going to live in the lower city anyway, let's make the most of those people from the lower city and kill them all."
"Their existence is just a waste of living space and a waste of resources. In the future, we will only have less fun to play, but at this point, it doesn't matter anymore."
These people from the upper city spoke very bluntly. They treated Yang Mo as just a lowly soldier, and their complaints and criticisms were practically overflowing.
The older woman chimed in, "Yes, could you talk to the city lord's mansion leader and ask them to allocate some houses for us to live in? I see there are still some houses here that haven't been demolished yet."
"The house may be a bit old, but that doesn't matter. We can still bear living there. It's better than being out in the open."
A dense crowd surrounded Yang Mo, complaining about the poor and harsh living conditions and demanding improvements.
They were completely oblivious to how evil their words revealed their thoughts.
They truly didn't treat the people of the lower town as human beings; in fact, in the eyes of the crowd, they were even less than animals.
The people in Yang Mo's organization gathered together to start a rebellion because they had different ideas from Yang Mo.
At this moment, Yang Mo stood amidst the surging crowd, barely able to contain his rage.
This was the first time Shen Yuan's face had turned so dark.
Having just gone through the "Mirror of the Past" and learned about the past, in terms of the power struggles that overlapped with history, it seems that the once perfect people were the worst in all circumstances.
Now it's reversed; the defective products have become like this.
Or to put it another way.
Whoever occupies sovereignty and stands in a high position is more likely to harbor evil thoughts.
Whoever is in a weaker position, in a position of being persecuted, is more likely to become the victim and the pitiful party.
You can't look at people's hearts with a magnifying glass. A glimpse from a distance may make them seem kind, but once you get closer, all the holes, flaws, rot, and stench will surface.
As the rights and status of the two races constantly overlapped and changed with the course of history, time and time again.
Neither side was purely good.
Neither side was purely evil.
"Hey, kid, I'm talking to you, and you're closing your eyes and ignoring me. What kind of attitude is that? Do you believe I'll go to your boss and complain about you, and you'll be in big trouble!"
Someone in the crowd reached out and suddenly shoved Yang Mo.
But instead of moving, he was cut by a blade that popped out of his body, instantly drawing blood.
Li Can remained silent and broke free from the encirclement.
Yang Mo was already finding it difficult to extricate himself, as he was surrounded in the middle by a mob of unknown character.
Everyone wants an explanation and wants to maximize their interests even in today's extreme environment.
Initially, they couldn't reach the person in charge wearing the mecha, but now Yang Mo's appearance seems to have become their outlet for venting.
A sense of "I've finally got you" spread among the Upper Town residents who had moved to the Lower Town.
"It's truly magnificent. Looking at it this way, the people of the upper city have developed a lot..." Li Can stood on a high point of the ruins, gazing into the distance.
Not only is their current location overcrowded, but the entire lower city area has been almost completely occupied.
On average, every one or two meters, there was an uptown resident carrying large and small bags of luggage, stationed in the same spot.
There were even some comical situations where people who seemed to have a high social status in the city used to be accompanied by a dozen or so bodyguards and nannies.
Even at this point, they remained loyal, acting as devoted "martyrs" to the "rich man."
"Yeah... After coming out of the mirror, looking at everything now, it's so unbelievable, like a dream..." Shen Yuan and Li Lan also squeezed out of the crowd.
"I really never imagined that one day, people from Uptown would be able to move here with their entire families."
"This is a really strange experience."
As a former member of the rebel organization, Shen Yuan was also saddened by the changes in the current environment.
Li Lan watched silently as Yang Mo's figure, surrounded by layers of people and unable to move, was gradually swallowed up until only a white outline could be barely seen.
The area beneath the ruins was a chaotic mess, a hundred times noisier than when they had just crawled out of the underground casino.
"But based on the total area of the lower city, it's estimated that less than 50% of the population has moved in," Li Lan said.
"The fate of the remaining people is the same as that of the group we saw before."
"Even with the maximum possible population relocation, the distribution of resources in the city is simply not enough to support the survival of so many people."
"In the end, some things will always be eliminated."
Listening to Li Lan's analysis, Li Can sighed inwardly. Yes, as the smallest city in the ring surrounding the innermost part of the [Mysterious City], it was indeed the smallest city.
They hadn't been to the eerie lair; he had originally assumed it was a similar city.
However, if no one was sent there for refuge, it means that the eerie lair is not suitable for human habitation at all, and is very likely just a space for data architecture.
I had previously judged from the scene revealed outside the barrier after the city gates were wide open that it was a paradise, but it was still an illusion.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Li Can looked at the sea of heads surging below. "Where are your families? Are you sure they've also taken refuge here? You and Yang Mo don't seem very worried."
Shen Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Brother Xing, everyone in our organization is a guy who has no worries. He's only concerned with his own livelihood."