The night once again enveloped Jiudunling. The moonlight could only reveal a slight brightness in the gloom, slightly lighting up the heavy lead gray. In the cold wind, a huge steel whale swam in the clouds in the night sky, and the dazzling light swept down, stirring up the turbid mist.
Sigg walked on the foggy street. The weather in Old Dunling was extremely cold and damp in winter. Huge amounts of steam gushed out from the underground pipes. The warm gas that had not yet cooled down brought up a thin mist, and there was no escape from the cold.
His cheeks looked a little thin, and he was staggering as if he had lost his soul.
In fact, this was not his way home. Under the gaze of the street lamp, Sig could not bear the restlessness in his heart. It seemed that there was another voice whispering in his ear, urging him to step into the abyss of sin.
“Damn it! Damn it!”
Sigg suddenly started cursing, with an intolerable hideousness revealed on his pale and sickly face. He kicked the street lamp beside him, making a series of iron sounds. Then Sigg seemed to calm down, and his ugly face was reflected in the shallow sewage under his feet.
He was stunned for a moment, somewhat unable to believe that the person in the water was himself. Then a painful cry came from his throat. He stumbled to the corner of the street, sat directly next to the garbage dump, grabbed his hair tightly, and curled up.
Passersby did not pay any attention to him, because there were many people like Sigg. Every day, many people collapsed under the pressure in Old Dunling. Some chose to leave this suffocating city, while others chose to degenerate. The downtown area became their new home.
Sig slowly raised his head in the darkness, his eyes full of fatigue, like a dying person.
He was in pain, very much pain.
In fact, it was different from what Lorenzo thought. Sig had not worked overtime in the factory during this period of time. He was fired from the factory a long time ago because his boss found out that he was taking hallucinogens.
The factory tried to take over the production of the new steam tram, and there were several other factories competing with it. In order to securely win this order, these factories fought several times in secret, including sending reporters to sneak into the factory to check the workers' working environment and some other aspects, and then suppress public opinion.
The boss was obviously scared, and in order to avoid being caught, he directly fired Sigg. After all, the official attitude towards hallucinogens was very bad, and he didn't want to lose such a large business because of such a small matter.
So Sigg lost his job just because he took LSD, even though every mechanic in the factory was using it.
Those mechanics felt that this thing would take them into a heavenly environment and was the best relief in the hot and depressing environment of a factory.
At first he couldn't believe it, and Sigg tried to stay, but was ruthlessly driven out by the security guards. He wandered the streets for a long time, and finally returned to Cork Street in a daze.
This is a huge gap. One moment he was a very successful mechanic, but the next moment he was reduced to living on the streets. Sigg also tried to apply for jobs in other places, but no one needed a mechanic who took hallucinogens, not to mention that this is Old Dunling, where the world's first steam engine was born, and mechanics, who are extremely rare in the outside world, can be seen everywhere here.