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Chapter II Refugee Areas

The sky is dark, and lead-like clouds cover the world.

The trees on both sides of the road had basically lost their leaves. A cold wind blew, and the withered leaves on the ground were flying like demons with their teeth and claws.

Qin Ge put his hands into the pocket of the windbreaker and walked quickly with his head down slightly. He could not see too many pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, he met one of them in a hurry.

This is not an era of pleasure, leisure and indulgence. The crisis and oppression of death still lingers everyone.

The tall buildings built before 2018 stand in the light of the evening, looking even more dilapidated and dim, like giants in the twilight, and you can still see the glory of 60 years ago.

In this era, electricity is extremely scarce and resources are also scarce. There are only a handful of places in Dafeng City that can supply electricity.

Since the first doomsday virus invasion incident in 2018, there have been many virus invasion incidents around the world, causing countries around the world to fall into a high degree of chaos.

At first, governments of various countries were basically helpless about this matter, because the virus invasion was invisible, colorless and tasteless, and even with mushroom bombs, it would not have any effect, which increased the panic.

In the eleven years from 2018 to 2029, the global economy basically collapsed, and the credibility of governments of various countries was reduced to the lowest level. According to later data, during this period, a total of 391 virus invasions occurred, and the number of deaths directly and indirectly caused by as many as one billion.

If it weren't for the emergence of anti-virus hunters later, humans on earth would have completely gone to decline.

As for what is an antivirus hunter, it is the awakening of humans in their own bloodlines, so they have powerful humans who can compete with the virus hosts in a positive way.

Generally speaking, people with type A blood can have the chance to awaken as warriors with melee talent after some unique exercise or unique stimulation.

People with type B blood can have the chance to awaken as warriors with ranged talents.

People with type O blood can have the chance to awaken to a mage with magical talents.

Those with type AB blood have a chance to awaken to shadow professions or light professions.

As for other rare blood types besides the above blood types, no individual cases of blood awakening have been found.

This awakening was very general at first. It was only after decades of war with the virus that it gradually developed and integrated into the current complete system.

Around 2035, after the war against the virus finally stabilized, governments from countries around the world gradually restored their administrative capabilities and credibility, but the price was that there were only more than twenty countries left on the entire earth, and many famous places became dead places, such as Hawaii, a certain sunset island, a certain monkey island, etc.

Taking China as an example, many wealthy cities have also become dead cities, ghost cities, and many areas have become unmanned areas and forbidden areas.

However, over the years, after two generations of efforts, the situation has improved greatly by Qin Ge's generation. At least in the towns where humans live, there are few virus invasions.

But in the wilderness and vast rural areas, it is extremely unsafe.

So this has also led to the fact that although governments have basically curbed the momentum of virus invasion, the economy cannot recover to before 2018.

The simplest example is that even farmers who grow crops must send anti-virus hunters and numerous bounty hunters to protect them. Various factories, mines and oil fields must also be deployed to maintain normal production.

Even the currency was forced to adopt the silver standard.

The entire society has regressed sharply to the steam era.

Of course, Qin Ge has also heard that in key cities such as Guodu, Magic Capital, Dongdu, Xidu, and Nandu, it has initially recovered to the economic level of 1960, but that is too far away. Perhaps one day in the future, the economy will really improve and the prosperity and prosperity before 2018 will be reproduced. However, Qin Ge feels that he will not be able to wait for his lifetime.

Turning a few streets, a dilapidated community entrance appeared in front of you. The words "Gendaye Factory" can be vaguely seen between dead leaves and rust.

Bypassing a few pools of feces and a huge garbage dump, Qin Ge walked in. In front of a row of houses made of wood not far away, there were a few women with messy hair, gray faces, and wrapped in broken blankets. They hurried there bored, occasionally grabbing a lice on each other's head and throwing it into their mouths. With a sound, they ate with relish.

When Qin Ge walked by, some kind of brilliance quickly lit up in their lazy and numb eyes. They lifted the blanket wrapped around their bodies at a speed that was lightning speed, revealing their shriveled and bare bodies, and shouting loudly,

"A full set of copper coins!"

"One set, a special price for the whole city!"

When Qin Ge walked by without expression, they continued to catch lice there as if nothing had happened.

This is the most common scenario in refugee areas.

As for what a refugee area is, the most typical sign is that it is high and large.

Perhaps when various supporting facilities such as hydropower and communication are intact, living in such high-rise buildings will feel very livable. However, after a long 60 years, these high-rise buildings that often have dozens of floors can still stand instead of collapse. This is a miracle in itself. How can we expect the circuit to be intact, the tap water is intact, the sewer is intact, and the heating system is intact?

Under the disaster of virus invasion, even the government's credibility fell to freezing point, so how dare you ask for anything else?

So now those who live in these high-rise buildings are really the lowest-level refugees.

There is no elevator, you have to climb up dozens of floors.

There is no water or food, so you have to carry it up for dozens of layers.

The sewer has long been blocked by refugee residents on each floor, and the excrement can only be thrown down from a high point...

It will be stinking to death in summer and freezing to death in winter.

You have to use firewood to cook, and you will burn your whole family to death or be burned by your neighbors if you are not careful.

So, this is the refugee area.

Qin Ge's home is on the 37th floor, and he climbed up quickly all the way and was slightly panting.

On the left side of the stairs is Qin Ge's home. The original security door is gone and it has become a wooden door wrapped in tattered cotton cloth. After being pushed open, it is a dark room. The glass has long been broken and disappeared. Now it is blocked with wooden boards and cloth strips.

A small oil lamp was lit, and a slightly hunched figure was squatting in front of the simple stove, looking carefully at the jumping flames. The food was hot on the stove, and there was a smell of unknown smell.

"Mom, I'm back."

Qin Ge whispered, then took out two bulging cowhide water bags from his windbreaker, about twenty kilograms, turned around and poured them into a bucket in a corner of the room. This was what he picked up in the bathroom of the Third High School, with bleaching powder added to it.

The water in the city costs money, and the water withdrawal outside the city is too far away. Moreover, due to the lack of management, many water sources are polluted. Only those living in noble and civilian areas can afford this clean water with bleaching.

"The firewood at home is about to disappear. It's winter is coming. Xiao Ge, you have to hunt a few mountain bears and exchange them for money to reserve some winter supplies. The weather this year seems to be much colder than in previous years. I'm worried that there will be a mob when it's coldest."

Qin Ge's mother didn't look back, but just said to herself, with an inexplicable calm in her hoarse voice.

"I see."

Qin Ge nodded, took off his windbreaker, and hung it carefully on the wall. Then he began to take out various objects from the rotten cloth strips on his body, including small knives, iron balls, clips, hooks, flying claws, small bottles, short knives, hand crossbows, some crossbow arrows, two smoothbore short guns with unique shapes and thick barrels, as well as some handmade bullets, as well as several yellow and red talisman papers.

These are Qin Ge's meal guy as a bounty hunter. After carefully checking, he shouted to another dark room: "Dad, I have only three left of my demon-killing bullets, so you can make a few more for me."

"Um!"

A muddy sound came from the room, and then there was no sound. Qin Ge and his mother were used to it because his father's legs were gone.

However, before Qin Ge's father broke his legs, he was a bronze-level antivirus hunter, and Qin Ge's mother was also a professional bounty hunter.

Qin Ge still remembers that when he was young, he lived in a bungalow with much better conditions, with windows, toilets, showers, kitchens, and a warm little bed. Later, his father lost his legs when he was out for a mission. Even though he was as powerful as an anti-virus hunter, he could not regenerate his limbs, and their family's life became embarrassing.

Later, when the whole family moved to this refugee area, they all relied on their mother as bounty hunters. Until three years ago, she lost one of her left eye. At that time, the fourteen-year-old Qin Ge inherited his mother's business and became a bounty hunter, until now.
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