Civilization is a spiritual wealth that has been preserved since history and is beneficial to enhance human adaptation and cognition of the objective world. It is in line with the spiritual pursuit of human beings and can be recognized and accepted by the vast majority of people.

In this way, there is indeed civilization here.

It's just that it's developing rather deformed.

If you use one word to summarize the technological level of the Sixth Block, it is that the quality is different. You can see mercenaries carrying rifles around your waist holding cigarettes and staring blankly at the recruiting point, or you can see traders using holographic computers to count goods. It is not uncommon for people who lack arms and legs. Some are on crutches, while others are on mechanical prosthetics that are more agile than real legs.

If we use one word to summarize the livelihood level of the Sixth Block... it is also of varying quality.

Skinny men and women are everywhere, because of hunger, people don’t even have the strength to wail. Three soldiers in uniforms are patrolling the streets with guns, ignoring the hungry people and ignoring the ** who are recruiting guests in the street.

Just like a machine, the expression on their faces was not visible behind the dark sunglasses.

"Absolute neutrality, this is the foundation of the Sixth Block in this wasteland. The law here is very simple. Killing and theft will be shot dead, if you don't have tax, you will be expelled, and if you are maliciously injured, you will be imprisoned." Sun Jiao casually explained to Jiang Chen, who is not used to it.

"Why didn't that person be shot dead?" Jiang Chen swallowed and looked at a man in uniform with disbelief to beat a hungry woman who had no strength to resist with a wooden stick. It seemed that he had noticed Jiang Chen's gaze, and the man grinned and smiled friendly at Jiang Chen.

"That's the inspector, responsible for handling the dead bodies in the slums." Sun Jiao replied in a tone that she thought she was accustomed to, but Jiang Chen could feel that she didn't seem to like it.

That woman is still alive...

"The inner circle of the sixth block will be cleaner, but if you enter, you need to pay a little sub-crystal price. We came here just to trade some useful things, so it is enough in the peripheral market." Sun Jiao changed the topic.

"..." Jiang Chen nodded silently.

This twisted civilization.

Although the market on the periphery is also very dirty, it is much better than the situation in the slums. The shot thief or some unopssed criminals were thrown directly next to the garbage dump. In the evening, inspectors will drag it to the "farm" and stir it with the "fat" harvested in the camp today to make fertilizer to urge crops.

Some of the "big thieves" who seemed to be famous were painted with formalin and nailed to the wooden board.

"—Roger Jelson, nicknamed Claw Wolf. He has committed murders in the Sixth District three times and was shot dead by a police force in the sewer."

After a closer look, the wooden sign was also marked with the identity of the deceased.

The name looks like a foreigner, but it is nothing strange. NATO troops have landed in this city, and many people stayed here.

At the entrance of the market, two clean-dressed businessmen bargained fiercely, and finally they seemed to finally reach a consensus and signed their names on an agreement. Under the notarization of the market manager, one party took out the crystal and put it on the energy inventory device, while the other party moved out of the leased tent to ten women with only a few strands.

That's right, it's moving out.

Each woman had a ring-shaped electronic lock around her slender and fair neck, and her eyes obeyed the pull.

The women's appearance is pretty good, their fair skin is just like some inflatable dolls, but their cheeks are covered with barcodes that only appear only when the product is used.

It seemed that he was quite satisfied with the "goal". The merchant who paid Yajing ordered his men to load the women into the truck and drove away from the market.

"New Hotel." Sun Jiao said slowly, squinting his eyes and looking at the direction where the truck left.

Jiang Chen noticed that Sun Jiao's hands had unknowingly clenched into fists.

"hotel?"

"It's just a lewd nest." Sun Jiao spat lightly, "Provide all-round 'service' for the occupants. You know what kind of service it is. There, female slaves are consumables, after all, all kinds of perverted desires exist. I once heard a guy with a weak mind in a tavern in Liuding Town. How tender the girl's meat is in the new hotel... in the sense of food."

Jiang Chen shivered. He seemed to be able to imagine what kind of hell the group of expressionless girls would face.

"That human trafficker is probably a force that occupies 101 refuges. Crop technology and culture medium supply devices cultivate low-cost clones. The people cultivated by these technologies are more of a commodity than a human."

"So, what is the shelter?" Jiang Chen looked at Sun Jiao's eyes without any emotional fluctuations in disbelief and asked with difficulty.

"It's a very magical thing. The design concept of each refuge is different, hoping to achieve maximum survival efficiency." Sun Jiao shrugged, "I was born in the 071 refuge, and now I think it's quite lucky. The design concept there is to regulate personality with fixed procedures. Although my life is rigid, I'm still happy. Some refuges have bad luck."

After saying that, Sun Jiao's beautiful pretty face showed a cruel smile that was inconsistent with her age.

"I once heard that the design concept of the 070 refuge is to govern people by creating a role like a spiritual leader to inspire people to survive... It can be seen how naive the designers before the war were. It is said that the arch of the refuge was only 10 years ago, and it developed into hell. The 'moral model' only carried out justice for a few years, and then forgot the reserve of civilized people and became a tribal chief. Haha, it is said that he used the authority of the security procedures to absurdly clean up all men, leaving only women as his tool for venting desires... As for the 101 refuge, it is probably an unmanned refuge."

Shocked by the cruel reality, Jiang Chen swallowed with difficulty. However, he still didn't understand Sun Jiao's words.

"No one needs shelter? Is no one still needed shelter?"

"Haha, of course, store the DNA data of elites from all walks of life, open the embryo culture dish after reaching the shelter period, automatically ‘produce’ those perfect bodies, and then cooperate with the virtual reality system to obtain more than ten years of 'memory' in a short period of time. Haha, I don't know what the meaning of the products that came out of the cultivation tank are. Did the designers before the war realize that these products will be very popular in the wasteland after the war?" Sun Jiao's words did not hide the sarcasm. Jiang Chen, who was standing aside as the listener, couldn't help but feel silent.

Is this the end of civilization?

"It's here." Sun Jiao's brief words interrupted Jiang Chen's thoughts and pulled Alvin to the door of a shop.

This is the official acquisition station of the peripheral market of the Sixth Block, responsible for valuing and purchasing goods that are in demand in the camp. Although cans, batteries and other things can be used directly as currency in some survivor camps, the transaction rules obviously do not apply to the "prosperous" sixth block. Therefore, at this time, a credible organization is needed to promote a unified currency. At the same time, this is more convenient for tax collection.

As the main energy source of high-power equipment, sub-crystals have rigid demands for any survivor base. And its portability is also suitable for carrying, and it also meets the necessary characteristics of circulating currency.

Although applying for a store to sell canned food is a more profitable choice, Jiang Chen, who is "not short of money", naturally chose the most convenient way to sell those expensive canned food to the most fair Sixth Block official.

Sun Jiao didn't dissuade her too much, and it can be seen that she didn't want to stay here for too long.

"Things." The mechanical and skillful answer came from the window.

Seeing Sun Jiao signaling to her, Jiang Chen took out the backpack behind him, took one of the things inside and placed it on the table.

"Hiss..." The trader in the window gasped.

Jiang Chen finally heard a hint of incredible shock from that tone, and at the same time he felt several naked and greedy gazes imprinted behind him.

Unnaturally shivered, Jiang Chen gave Sun Jiao a questioning look helplessly. Sun Jiao smiled and signaled that Jiang Chen didn't have to care, after all, no one dared to break the rules here. At least they were absolutely safe before they left the sixth block.

"Do you have any more?" The voice actually brought a hint of respect.

Canned fresh meat... Even the nobles living in the inner circle eat mostly mutated beef meat and ripe vegetables every day. The front desk trader even suspected that his scanner had made a mistake because the screen actually showed...

Fresh beef, storage period is 127 days, and harmful substances are far lower than the edible threshold. Food quality - perfect!

Meat itself is a luxury, but the fresh beef this man brought out...even if it is called a luxury among luxury goods, it is not an exaggeration. This kind of thing has basically disappeared in the end of the world. I am afraid that there will be no fat cow that has not been mutated on the entire earth. Even if there is one, it is probably in the far north, where the radiation level is relatively low.

In the Sixth Block, or the entire wasteland, most people do not have the chance to eat healthy food. Usually, survivors choose to use nutritional agents to satisfy their hunger. The kind of thing produced by the protein tissue of mutant organisms as raw materials will naturally not taste good, and they can only be said to be able to swallow.

You can eat "green food" every meal, and Jiang Chen is probably the only one who can be so luxurious in the entire wasteland.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy thinks canned food is not as delicious as fresh food...

“There are still many.”

"Please go to the VIP room for settlement, and there will be a special trader to serve you." The front desk trader smiled at Jiang Chen and quickly completed the procedures for him. After a while, a lady with a good appearance walked to Jiang Chen.

"Dear sir, please come with me." The female trader smiled mysteriously at Jiang Chen, then turned around and walked the graceful cat step to lead the two of them in the direction of the VIP room. The reason for handling transactions in the VIP room was also a measure to keep customer information confidential. If a lot of valuable things were moved out in the hall, I am afraid that this person would not have the chance to walk out of the sixth block a hundred meters away.

When I opened the wooden door, a faint tea fragrance came to my face. The classic wooden table and leather sofa were placed in the middle of the tea table, and the precious purple clay teapot showed a very elegant look. As for this VIP room, it felt a bit like a modern tea room.

"Please come in, sir." Standing in front of the door, the beautiful female trader lowered her eyes slightly, and a seductive gully appeared on her chest. Miss Sun Jiao, who was standing beside her, narrowed her eyes and raised a playful smile on her lips.

For some reason, the beautiful trader's eyes made him feel a little furious, as if he was about to eat him.

However, Jiang Chen didn't think much about it, and then walked into the VIP room.

Just as the beautiful trader was about to go in and brought the door behind him, Sun Jiao walked in as if nothing had happened.

The beautiful trader looked at Sun Jiao with a little surprise and dissatisfaction. However, the savage Miss Sun Jiao naturally glared back without any hesitation.

Skipping at Sun Jiao's proud breasts, the beautiful trader curled his lips unwillingly, still maintaining a polite smile on his face, and gently brought the door without saying a word.

Jiang Chen naturally didn't know that this happened in the confrontation between several breaths.

Transactions with more than 100 sub-crystal points need to be conducted indoors. On the one hand, it is out of caution, and on the other hand, it is out of encirclement of "big players"... The VIP room is linked to special services, which is not news in the Sixth Block.

"Professional" female traders earn tips through special services, while the backend of the Sixth Block Exchange can receive "favorable reviews" from big customers. In a sense, this is a win-win situation.

But since Miss Sun Jiao is here, the female trader's tip is naturally ruined.

After some counting, the transaction was settled quickly. The exchange settled 20 canned foods with perfect quality at a high price of 50 sub-crystals. After all, these canned foods are no longer just food, and it is not an exaggeration to call them luxury goods. I believe that if these canned foods are taken to the rich people in the inner circle, they will probably be sold even if the price doubles.

This is the reason why things are rare and precious.

For this reason, Sun Jiao complained in Jiang Chen's ears for many times, but Jiang Chen didn't care much, but instead she was secretly happy in her heart.

How much is a can worth? However, 1 sub-crystal point can charge the jump bracelet 30%!

This business will never lose money no matter how you think about it.

"Do you know where the VIP room is?" Sun Jiao suddenly spoke when walking in the crowded market.

"Hmm? Where to trade bulk goods?" Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, not understanding why she asked this.

"Puchi," Sun Jiao suddenly covered her stomach and smiled, and smiled with a very ungraceful smile, "Sure enough, you don't know."

"I don't think there is anything interesting." Jiang Chen looked at Sun Jiao speechlessly.

Sun Jiao, who had laughed enough, suddenly put her lips close to his ears, with a touch of joking on her face.

“It’s a place where special services are provided.”

Jiang Chen felt his ears blown, and his scalp felt comfortable and numb. However, he had long been used to Sun Jiao teasing him from time to time, so he naturally would not jump away with a blushing face like before, but instead showed a thick expression of enjoyment.

"Do you hate me for ruining your good things?" Sun Jiao asked jokingly, "If I stood outside, she might give you a 'full service'. That girl probably is still calling me for ruining her business now."

"How could I hate you? I like you more." Jiang Chen also smiled wickedly and leaned close to Sun Jiao's earlobe and blew in revenge.

"..." Sun Jiao's cheeks turned red. After all, she was still a girl who had just experienced human affairs. Although she always called herself a sister, her actual age was not older than Jiang Chen.

Suddenly, Sun Jiao's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

“Someone followed.”

"Who?" Jiang Chen was stunned and subconsciously wanted to turn around.

"Don't look back, pretend that nothing happened. No one dares to do it here. I have my own way to deal with these mice. My boss." Sun Jiao smiled and bit Jiang Chen's ear and said. To others, these two people looked like a flirting couple.
To be continued...