Lin Jie silently carried Hong back, and it wasn't until the next morning that she slowly woke up, and she would still cry a lot when she remembered her grandmother.
Lin Jie was speechless, so he made a small ponytail for himself, sat outside and flipped through a book. There was no sunlight in the lower city, and the street lamps made of luminous chalcedony stones only illuminated for two hours a day to guide the managers.
Due to the long-term underground, a major focus of the variation of the members of the lower city also includes night vision.
It was not until the time of Xiacheng District was close to five o'clock the next day that Hong Hong came out of the shed with swollen eyes and looked at Lin Jie very unexpectedly.
"Why are you still here?"
Lin Jie put away his thick book with a snap, and said with a smile, "I'm your hostage."
He was in need of a guide and wanted to see this contamination of the lower city, as a man, not as the god who made it all.
"I want to mine." Hong said, choking, "I haven't eaten for many days."
"I'll accompany you."
Hong frowned and looked at Lin Jie. Although this man was much thinner than the residents of Xiacheng District, he was at least a man, so he could help no matter what.
Red's sadness towards her grandmother is more exaggerated than that of the entire Xiacheng District.
Because death often accompanies the entire lower town.
In addition to the smell of rock formations, the air here is an endless stench of corpses. It is where Hong lives. There is almost a mass grave behind. She didn't know where her grandmother was buried. It was probably thrown into an unknown place by the managers. .
"Dig with me, and find my grandmother." Hong found a shovel from the house and pointed at Lin Jie.
Lin Jie nodded, adjusted his cloak, and followed behind Hong.
People over the age of eight in the lower city are called adults, and the average life expectancy is only twenty-five years old. Most of the people are crushed by pollution, starvation, and repeated overwork.
Lin Jie walked with her in the tunnel, and casually used the ability to rewrite the mind, allowing Lin Jie to easily assimilate with the people around him.
Red squeezed to go to more ore sources, but was pushed out abruptly.
She puffed out her cheeks like a little frog, and her chubby tentacles danced angrily. She squeezed in again and was picked up by Lin Jie.
"If you don't want to die in the same way with your grandmother, don't do such a stupid thing." Lin Jie said with a smile.
Speaking of grandma, Hong began to purse her lips again, swallowing her tears with choked sobs.
"Why are you so indifferent, it's too bad." Hong said uncomfortable.
After Lin Jie heard this, she raised her eyebrows, let go of her hand, and the red fell to the ground like a stupid cat, Lin Jie looked at the red on the ground silently, and said, "It's true, I'm colder than before. Too much."
"Maybe I can resurrect your grandmother at will, and I know what kind of world people will go to after death." Lin Jie said to himself, "So that's how it is..."
"Can you resurrect grandma?... If you make fun of my grandma again, I'll kill you." Knowing that the dead cannot be resurrected, Hong raised her shovel and said with tears.
Lin Jie raised his hand, habitually expressed his innocence, and then said, "I heard people say today that there are a lot of ores in the ground, and we can dig there."
Hong's face changed slightly after hearing this. Her performance was not a change that a nine-year-old child in Shangcheng could show. She said, "We are now on the sixth floor, and there will indeed be more ores underground."
"But grandma said that the closer you get to the ground, the more serious the pollution will be, and all monsters dormant underground."
"But I think the manager will still give food to those so-called 'monsters', and they will also give the manager ore." Lin Jie touched his chin and urged in his red ear: "So they can communicate, If you can eat people, managers will be the first to be eaten."
"The reason for not eating people is witches!" Hong corrected loudly: "If they kill the sacred administrator, the witch of the tree will punish them."
Lin Jie pondered for a while, the witch of the tree who had long been asleep and could not control anything, in fact, has always ruled the entire underground with silent majesty.
They are controlling everyone with their so-called religion.
Lin Jie glanced at the adults who were mining around, and his eyes fell on a few people who were whispering.
Even so, there are still a large number of rebels, and the Plague Church is probably born from this.
"Then if you also believe in the witch of the tree, those monsters will not kill you." Lin Jie continued: "Or, you don't believe in the witch of the tree?"
"You are talking nonsense!" Hong quickly retorted.
Lin Jie's simple aggressive method is still too easy for a nine-year-old boy like Hong.
He followed Honglai through countless tunnels and continued to descend. The rock layer gradually softened, and there was a danger of collapse anytime and anywhere. However, those managers would not care about this, and the members of the lower city would only be sinners.
And where the sins are, they are mostly things from mythology books. It seems that the ancestors used to be in the company of the evil gods and stole the fruit from the original tree of the witch of the tree.
These claims are too fragile, but in a place like Nuojin full of supernatural miracles, these things are very credible.
Lin Jie knows better than anyone what the source of these people is, and why they become like this—
As early as before Nuojin was built, the distribution of classes had already appeared. Influenced by the wandering star who arrived at Azir from the infinite universe, the elf kingdom was immediately destroyed, and the place where the wandering star slept was extremely rich in resources and resources. treasure.
In order to prevent Yuxing from destroying his family, Shirogane sealed the high magic world in the dream world.
The Witches of Life are weak, but they think they can protect humans, so they create a human camp.
That was the original appearance of Nuo Jin. After the death of the witch of life, human beings have no guarantees and need more resources, and the underground where the evil gods sleep is the foundation of their survival.
To put it bluntly, human beings are too weak.
At that time, the so-called class also began to emerge, and the poor without rights and status were driven from the surface and began to mine minerals.
The Witches of Life desperately prevented humans from approaching the evil god, but the humans did not hesitate to pounce on the evil god.
The mutation came very fast, and the poor people who mined forages in the lower city began to show the characteristics of animalization, that is, the now turquoise-like skin like a crocodile, tentacles with jaws and claws, forked tongues and strong limbs...
But the opposing voices were oppressed, and the people in the upper city simply drew a clear line with the mutant races in the lower city. They were not regarded as human beings, but as tools like cattle and horses, and even blocked the unobstructed passages of the upper and lower cities, requiring the use of ore. in exchange for resources.
Humans are always very good at this... Lin Jie mocked inwardly, but when he looked down and saw the little red back, he suddenly recalled her rebuke.
Lin Jie did become very indifferent... He clenched his fist and told himself not to do this.
The method of blocking the access to the lower city by force in the upper city did not work.
Such days cannot last long, and lies have become the best means. In the name of the witch of the tree, the "sinner's theory" of the will to rule the lower city runs rampant in the world.
That was also the so-called only time to use the power of the witch of the tree.
It was used to suppress the residents of the lower city.
Also because of this crackdown, the judgment of the "original sinner" took root in the hearts of every Xiacheng resident, and at the same time castrated their thoughts.
Lin Jie silently followed Hong to a sparsely populated well.
"Going down from here, we can go to the fifth floor, the fourth floor, the third floor..." Hong said, the voice echoed in the well, and there was no echo from the well, perhaps because it was too deep.
But an exaggerated rancid smell came from the well like silk threads, like the mouth of an evil beast.
Red looked at the huge wellhead with a complicated expression. Lin Jie felt that he couldn't see through this child if he didn't activate his omnipotence and omnipotence.
"The further down you go, the more ore, but the more serious the pollution..." Hong said with a frown.
But... the closer I am to myself... Lin Jie thought silently in his heart.