Session 1 Manhattan in 2167
More than a hundred years ago, people in the peaceful and prosperous era have been wondering what the future will be like?
A bizarre aircraft?
A trip to Mars with no choice?
Or a robot riot?
Unfortunately, this is not the case.
...
"It's obvious that our ancestors didn't have enough vision, otherwise when that quantum storm came, the population on Earth wouldn't have dropped by two-fifths."
In a shabby alley, a dirty homeless man said to a black child: "I have picked up a lot of books in the garbage dump, some of which were written by people more than a hundred years ago. Look at what they wrote, all of which are romantic pictures. But that's not the case."
"Outside the Land of Order, monsters will jump out and swallow your head at any time; and within the Land of Order, it may not be very safe. Robbery, sexual invasion is light. To be honest, if I hadn't been thin, I would have been eaten by their boss when I was caught by the Akron gang last time."
"The quantum storm has inspired the dark side, the dark side of everyone. Some people are very powerful, while others - for example, have lost their rights as human beings. I'll give you a piece of advice: boy, after receiving the relief food, don't put the bread in your pocket so much. This is the streets of Manhattan."
After saying this, the old homeless man snatched the bread from the black child's pocket and took a bite.
The black child trembled and showed a pleading look.
"Hey boy, don't look at me with that look. I've taught you a lesson for free. Knowledge is very valuable these days."
The old homeless man carefully hid the chewed bread in his arms, and then limped towards the depths of the alley.
"Hey! You can't just take mine..."
The black child's cry was not over yet, and a terrifying fire suddenly fell from the sky and just hit the old homeless man!
boom!
After the violent explosion, the powerful shock wave lifted the child's body directly. He opened his hand helplessly, but could only watch the old homeless man and the relief bread he just received today were blown to pieces by the shell.
"oops!"
The child hit a wall behind his back and fell down in a mess.
At this moment, a young man in a floral shirt walked past the alley with a swagger. He glanced at it and said disdainfully:
"Sorry, I've beaten wrongly."
He also carried a single bazooka on his shoulders.
The child closed his eyes in pain.
Who knew that at this moment, a clang suddenly came from his ears.
The child was startled and opened his eyes immediately.
I saw the sewer cover that was originally lying quietly in front of him suddenly moved and was completely pushed open.
A young man in strange clothes crawled out of it.
What made the child even more amazing is that this person actually smiled at him!
Only those living in this era know how incredible the smile of strangers is!
He was stunned.
The two looked at each other for a long time before the black child asked boldly: "Are you a Tintooth Ninja Turtle?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled, "No."
Child Daqi: "Then why do you live in the sewer?"
The young man looked down and saw a corner of the child's top pocket, and he knew it in his heart.
He jumped out of the sewer, squatted in front of the child, and smiled:
"Let's change the topic, where is this?"
"By the way, let me introduce myself first. My name is Lance, where are you?"
...
"Your clothes look cool."
In the alley, the black kid who called himself Barry looked at Lance with some envy: "But it's not surprising that people wear any clothes these days."
"You must be very hungry, right? To be honest, so do I. An old vagabond just snatched my relief food from me, but he was immediately killed by the bazooka... I'll change my name now, and I should be able to get it again, but we have to change the relief food supply point."
"The next wave of food transporters will arrive at the supply point we went in within ten minutes, so we have to speed up. Lance."
"I'll give you a piece of advice. In Manhattan, there's no waiting for anyone to help."
Faced with the old-fashioned tone of the black child, Lance couldn't help laughing.
He did not expect that when he returned to Earth through the plane gate, he did not arrive directly in Asia, but in North America.
Manhattan Island is the most prosperous area in New York. After that quantum storm, it is one of the few places of order in New York City. Although it is also full of violence, at least you don’t have to worry about being eaten by monsters that often appear in the wilderness.
"It's 2167 now. It's been three years since I was in a car accident and my soul traveled to the world of Criland."
Lance followed Barry at a slow speed, thinking about the problem.
The gate of the plane did not encounter many obstacles, at least it was much simpler than his time and space traveling through time. But what made him a little worried was that although the bottle of Eternity followed him to this world, the elves in the bottle seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and did not respond to his call as soon as possible.
This is probably second only to the bad thing that he found himself in a dirty and smelly sewer after traveling through time.
However, since he has figured out that this is Manhattan, with the current power of Reims, he should be able to find a relatively safe way to return to Asia. He has tried it in the sewer just now, and all the witchcraft can be used. What makes him even more ecstatic is that the air on the earth is filled with rich shadow particles.
He doesn’t even need to rely on the power of the Eternal Bottle to practice in this place!
However, even so, he did not dare to sway and go wherever he wanted to go - because this world has become extremely dangerous because of the quantum storm ninety years ago!
Three years ago, he knew that there were many extremely terrifying monsters and superpowers in this world. There were quite a few of them, even Lance, who was at the second-level high level, might not be able to beat them. What's more, this is three years later. With the ever-changing speed of the world, God knows what will happen in three years.
So he was not in a hurry, at least he had to understand what the world had become.
"No, ahead is the ninth district's relief grain collection point, be smart, and tell your own miserable experience - or can you perform? For example, make yourself like a disabled person?"
Barry suddenly stopped and pointed to the street not far away and asked Lance.
Lance looked up and saw a group of people gathering in an entrance on the street. A tall black man stood on the platform inside the entrance, looking at the surroundings with serious eyes.
"There is a registration desk over there, and you can only get relief food with a blank receipt. This is probably the process." Barry explained enthusiastically: "Don't annoy those people - those in uniforms. They are employees of China New Technology. They are responsible for the relief food in this area."
"Chinanews Technology?" Lance couldn't help but lit up when he saw the familiar sign.
"Yes, the company founded by you Asians. One of the three global gene chip giants." Barry showed a hint of yearning: "It would be great if I could have a gene chip as well. Unfortunately, I didn't pass the tests of those big companies - even the tests."
Looking at Barry's longing eyes, countless memories emerged in Lance's mind.
To be honest, as a chip salesman, Lance has not lived well at Sino-Singapore Technology, and can even be said to be very bad. Not only is it stressful, but it may also die at any time when dealing with those superhero customers - after all, these days, the word hero does not describe a person's character, but a person's strength.
But even so, he is still very grateful to this company.
Because when he was the most down and might starve to death on the street, this company gave him a job.
After he traveled through time, it was the complete set of Sino-Singapore technology gene chips he carried with him that gave him the capital to survive in that even more cruel world.
After coming back this time, I'm afraid I'll have to deal with this company.
Just as he was thinking this way, Barry suddenly took his hand and said, "The transport truck is coming, let's go there quickly!"
The two of them arrived at the entrance of the alley. At this time, hundreds of people rushed over from all over the place and rushed to the streets.
These people came to receive relief food.
On the street in the distance, three large trucks slowly drove in.
The crowd was turbulent, but when everyone saw several live ammunition-loading mercenaries standing on the truck, the fire of greed in their eyes suddenly went out.
Ordinary people, they dare not fight against guns and bullets.
However, not everyone is ordinary.
At this moment, a young man wearing a floral shirt and carrying a rocket launcher suddenly appeared on the roof of the row house on the west side.
The man lit a cigar for himself with great ostentatiousness and then pointed the rocket launcher at the front of the transport vehicle.
boom!
On the street, the densest place in the crowds, a scorched earth was blown out by shells.
A violent sound of brakes came, and the three trucks stopped at the same time.
The mercenaries angrily raised their guns and pointed them at the flower shirt.
Who knew that at this moment, a huge shadow fell from the sky!
He was a strong man two meters tall. His body was covered with metallic luster and his upper body muscles reached a terrifying level.
"These three trucks of grain belong to us."
The strong man said in a muffled voice.
"No, it's the Akron gangster!" Barry screamed, hurriedly holding Lance's hand and about to escape.
"Wait!" Lance said calmly, "I want to stay and see."
"Are you crazy?" Barry glared at Lance incredibly. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianyi, the novel is better, updated and faster!
Chapter completed!