Chapter 366： New screening methods (1/2)

The layout of Nanqing is similar to that of most large shelters.

There are core areas, commercial areas, and the development of mercenary unions, which has gradually formed an ”merchant street” of the industrial chain.

The core area belongs to the inner city, and most of them live in high-rises. The powerful leaders and their relatives, ordinary awakeners cannot set up industries in the core area, either living in commercial areas or living in Mercenary Street.

However, large sanctuaries like Nanqing also have areas that are often overlooked, but the area is not small.

Ghetto.

Officially called the relief area.

The slum area occupies about one fifth of the size of the shelter but inhabits more than 80% of the survivors.

There are almost no gaps, no sunlight, and the roads are as stubborn as the rooms. The unpleasant odor is diffused. Occasionally I can see a few ragged people lying on the corner of the wall. From time to time, people are hanging. Or death news of jumping off the building.

This is the slum.

The awakening seldom mentions an area that is even more reluctant to enter.

The Ministry of Intelligence has a stronghold in the slums.

Lan Qingya changed into rough and shabby clothes, and put on makeup again, followed Uncle Hai into the slum area, came to a stronghold in a tongzilou, everything she saw on the road made her frown.

Hai Honghui smiled, ”The situation you are seeing has improved a lot compared to when I first came here two months ago. The food we sell to these shelters in Nanqing has been improved. Survivors, you can eat a little more for two meals a day. Of course, it is impossible to be full with relief food. Even at work, the treatment in Nanqing is far from being comparable to our shelter. ”

Lan Qingya shook her head and sighed, ”I know, just ...”

As an intelligence officer, she could restrain her sympathy, but she was even more determined to take Nanqing survivors away.

...

Under the operation of intelligence personnel, certain news is being passed to the ears of some survivors in the slums quietly.

Tang Wenliang walked out of the labor market, his eyes were dull, his footsteps were weak, and he staggered, walking instinctively towards the house he was assigned to.

It's like the walking dead.

Area B, 13 buildings, 5th floor, room 517.

A small room of less than thirty square meters, crowded with more than twenty survivors.

Especially the height of the five-story building, every time he climbed up, it would consume most of his strength.

Tang Wenliang couldn't remember how long he hadn't been full.

Initially, when the city wall of the Nanqing Shelter was under construction, he could still grab a job of moving bricks and sandbags from the labor market. At that time, the salary and the relief food received could barely be filled. Tummy life.

But now,

The city walls of Nanqing have been completed, and the construction of shelters has become extremely rare. Every morning, the labor market opens its doors and there are fewer and fewer jobs hanging on it.

For almost a month, he failed to get a job.

I could n’t eat enough. I squatted to get to the labor market every day, and got up very early. Coupled with the five-story building that climbed up and down many times, Tang Wenliang became weaker and weaker. , And less and less.

The survivors in the same room all persuaded him not to waste energy.

Most of the poor lived humblely. Every day, they came downstairs, lined up to receive relief food, and walked back to the room mechanically, leaning against the wall ...

Repeat the same life every day.

Tang Wenliang was unwilling.

He used to be a full-fledged person. At most, he saved two or three pounds of food and hid it in his pocket.

But now ...

Tang Wenliang's eyes recovered a touch of lucidity, feeling the emptiness in his body, the power almost disappeared, and gradually fell into despair.

Maybe they are right, they have no hope.

He looked up, counting the building numbers, looking for the building where he lived.

Suddenly an unconscious glance in the corner of the eye found only a small advertisement on the electric pole next to it.