The Holy Terra, the Pearl of the Milky Way, the Center of Miracle.
No jewelry can shine more than it, and no cancer can be dirtier than it.
In its center is the fear and glory of a race, and history is solidified into the tower base and underground palace, pits and narrow residential areas, ten thousand-year-old pollution and majesty etched on the surface of Terra, condensed, dyeing her into corrupt gray, a temple world shining with millions of fires, a tomb that clings to its buried soul.
All the natural beauty of this planet has long been erased from its surface, replaced by layers of single, creeping supercities, expanding to cover up the once vast ocean and long-cut forest, burying all of this under the suffocating mountains of rock concrete and plastic steel, entangled, rotted, renewed and rebuilt, until the growing part extends from the abyss to the top, endlessly.
There is no place in this world that can be avoided from being touched by humans. From the brightest spire to the deepest underground, the body of humans, the tenacious race, can be seen everywhere.
However, it is almost difficult to associate it with the same planet in the upper and lower levels...
Although the midnight bells have already ringed and the doors of shops are bolted, the Red Moon Street in the long night is more active than in the dull gray and white daytime, perhaps to support the difference between Terra and other nests. Even underground, there will be lighting equipment that displays the cycle of the sun and the moon. Of course, it is just a super lighting ball transported by huge tracks, which cannot provide warm sunlight. The only function is to give supervisors a better excuse to kick workers off the bed.
The Red Moon Block is a block with an area of ​​about 300 square kilometers, located below Eternal City, with an altitude of about 4,211 meters. It was originally part of the Terra Catacomb System, but with the uncontrollable expansion of Terra's population, the number of dead people it needs to deal with every day is a terrible number. The entire Terra underground tomb system is the responsibility of the Sisters of the Mother's Association, also known as the Lady's Council. However, the nuns of the State Church obviously have no choice but to do anything about the area that has been hundreds of times larger than the original scale. Therefore, the entire tomb area has basically become an anarchic world, and has gradually been divided into hundreds of smaller blocks in the long history.
Hongyue District is one of the more famous and prosperous ones. The reason is that there are up and down lifting wells for convenient transportation, and the main entertainment venues and high-consumption venues in more than a dozen blocks are concentrated here.
In other words, it is mainly concentrated on Hongyue Street, which is only two kilometers long from east to west.
When the bells ring at midnight and many blocks fall into darkness, Red Moon Street will be illuminated by colorful lights, and all kinds of unique, gorgeous, weird, or simple bars, nightclubs, hotels, and low-speed theaters are constantly heard.
There is no sacred, solemn, and solemn here. Only the indulgent and psychedelic atmosphere permeates the streets of garbage. The gang leaders with strong bodies and fleshy faces are surrounded by their younger brothers. They hug the beauty in their clothes and are exposed and wearing short skirts. The rich, surrounded by bodyguards, walked into the guild hall that could provide them with any "elegant interest". Even the girls who welcomed the guests were wearing modified escort robes. Not only were there much less fabric, but the slits were also opened to the waist, bringing a faint temptation and the contrast between debauchery and solemnity.
But even so, not everyone can be "free and easy". Even in the darkest corner of the sacred planet Terra, identity, status, and property are still the prerequisites for enjoying all the beautiful things.
Most people in the neighborhood can only squeeze into the corners of the darkness that cannot be noticed by the sight, and try every means to resist the cold deep underground.
The streets were filled with luxury cars or gang armed trucks, while a red one with weird triangular tail wings and violent transformation roared through the traffic, and stopped in front of a huge arch with lilac neon lights amid the heavy sound of brakes.
Then the car door was opened upwards, and the shiny leather boots stepped heavily on the ground, and then a thick body stood up.
"The so-called type! It is a kind of supreme happiness and satisfaction that even a strong man like Astat would not understand, that is willful, unruly and 'type' in character! I have understood what 'type' is, and I also feel the happiness it brings to me, but I still want to know, Karen, what better opinion do you have-"
With a tall figure leaning against the car, he looked up at the sign on the arch, a graceful girl with long sharp claws - Succubus Hotel.
At this time, several other people also walked out of the car. As sparks emerged from the golden lighter, the man who got out of the car lit the cigar in his mouth and laughed.
"Now, Rozim, who is in front of you, is this overlord chef, really? Are you handsome? Hahaha--"
At this time, Rozim seemed to have changed his body. He was wearing a coquettish silver bell-bottom trousers, the belt was made of rivets, the buckle was a silver skull, the upper body was just a short-sleeved floral shirt, the chest was open, revealing the strong chest and abdominal muscles, thick gold chains were hung around his wrists and neck, a pair of triangular sunglasses on his face, and his hair was raised high.
Around him, Isven, Loken and Dogo, were also very strangely dressed, wearing a black rampage carapace and loose leather pants, wearing a pair of sunglasses on his face, and a towering red moxie crown, looking wild and funny.
Dogo claims that this look is called Gottuk's Choice, which is a very popular outfit among short people nowadays.
In addition, Kron and Kawaguiro also appeared, but both of them were wearing closed styles, but the appearance and materials were very different. Kron was modified with the armor of the Red Pirate Space Marine that was replaced by the Great Vortex Tao. The helmet was cast to look like a wild boar, looking like a barbaric nest thug. However, Kawaguiro could only wear its characteristic robe, looking like a gloomy wizard wearing a mouse mask.
The group of people walked into the arch with a swagger. The waiter who was welcoming the guests at the door immediately came over and bowed his head respectfully.
"This boss, are you looking at the black-sen? Is there an appointment card--"
But Rozim's eyes did not stop at him at all, but kept spinning at the four tall and graceful figures at the door, wearing lilac high-cross dresses and veils, constantly turning towards the girl who was flirting with him.
At this time, Dogo suddenly rubbed his nose and muttered in a low voice.
"It's strange, why does it smell like chitin here..."
At this time, Isven handed over a card. Rozim "accidentally met" a kind-hearted person, and the other party "sent" to him, although the kind-hearted person and his followers are now lying in an unknown alley and unconscious.
When the waiter looked at the card, he nodded, turned around and said respectfully:
"What do you call this boss?"
"Just call me Lao Luo."
Chapter completed!