Chapter 2047 Night Visit to Heicang (Part 1) Seeking the Moon
Chapter 2047 Night visit to the black warehouse (Part 1) Asking for monthly votes!
Author: Mogdrogen
"Didn't you oversleep?"
Fabiola sneezed with trembling little shoulders, then looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the clock. Then she came to her mother's portrait and said a simple prayer. Her mother was a nun, but after she
He died of illness when he was ten years old.
This city that existed for warehousing did not have particularly good conditions, and many diseases had no solution. She once asked her father why he didn't send her mother to a place where she could be treated, but his father's answer was only silence.
But when she grew up, she understood her father.
No one can leave their post without orders. This is the requirement of the God Emperor for everyone.
After a simple wash, she arranged her hair in front of the mirror and tied it into two braids. With her healthy light brown skin, she looked very youthful and energetic.
After tidying up her appearance, Fabiola got herself some synthetic food mixed with warm water. She would be on patrol in two hours and couldn't get anything more delicious. Although her family was not wealthy,
But it's much better than the vast majority of residents.
As a hive city, although it is small in scale, it should have all the "imperial characteristics"——
Class, Poverty, Violence and Faith
In fact, Kara Seven has never been peaceful. The managers at the top enjoy the best things, and a large number of residents at the bottom can only throw bottles and curse in the dark. As a warehouse city, there are not so many jobs here, and there are no
With so many resources, everything in the warehouse belongs to the God-Emperor. Any theft is a capital crime and will involve family members. Technicians who maintain equipment are relatively common positions, and some civilian positions such as statisticians are relatively high-end positions.
, most people can only engage in the most basic physical labor, that is, mining.
They dig out useful minerals in the mines deeper in the city and extract fuel from them to supply warehouses that need to maintain power for a long time. They also grow some fungi there to fill the hunger of the city's growing population.
Mouth.
But even so there was never enough food.
In this extremely repressive environment, a series of crimes such as theft, robbery, murder, and rape have almost become the norm in the dark areas of the hive city.
Fabiola killed someone when she was fifteen. It was a man who tried to rape her when she took a shortcut home from school. The habit of carrying a knife saved her and gave her a sense of death.
Become less unfamiliar.
However, this did not affect her character too much. In the eyes of outsiders, she was still a very lively and cheerful girl who was incompatible with the gloomy hive city.
Of course, this is also due to her mother's influence on her.
When she was ready, she left the house, pulling her cloak tight against the cold.
But before going to work, she usually goes to church first.
It was a low, domed hut decorated with sacred statues and pious graffiti, crammed with rows of slightly grimy plastic benches and equipped with a quivering maintenance servitor nearby.
People listen to the radio here every day. This place is never empty and rarely quiet. Different positions are staggered in shifts, and there are always people coming.
In Fabiola's familiar memory, when her mother brought her here, she always sang sacred hymns, and people around her were also whispering praises or confessions.
But now, it seems to be screaming.
"what happens!"
Fabiola hurriedly ran in and drew out the electric baton to prepare for a fight, but she suddenly stopped after a few steps.
It wasn't the audience that caught her attention, they were rocking back in their seats, some covering their eyes, others clutching each other like babies seeking comfort, while the focus of their horrified gaze was hanging from the fiber optic cable like a giant glowing spider.
and video converter screens on data lines, surrounded by incense from devout prayers.
Under the flickering light was a bishop, one of the most illustrious men in the city, but he had been crucified.
Against a dark background, the broadcast camera zoomed in on his obese body. Not only was his clothes stripped off, but his face and chest were also beaten black and blue, with multiple small and sharp cuts. His body was hung on a strange device.
- Like the trunk of a plastic tree.
The bishop leaned against the tall machine, with his arms spread out and his legs tied together. He was nailed. A dozen or more rusty nails were inserted up and down each arm, some of which even penetrated his crotch.
, penetrated between the fibula and tibia, penetrated the shoulder and neck, and passed through the thigh and heel.
Under the light, his blood became brighter, and somehow the bishop was still alive, his face was deathly pale, and even if his mouth had not been tightly gagged with rags, she doubted whether he could still scream——
But he still stares into the camera, his throat shaking no matter what sound he wants to make.
To make matters worse, there was a line of words she didn't recognize scrawled on the bishop's chest among the wounds and blood. From a distance, those words twisted like living poisonous snakes.
"God Emperor"
It was the first time in her life that she saw such a violent scene. Fabiola, who has always been known for her boldness, felt that her knees were weak.
Suddenly, the screen moved, gradually approaching that hateful word, and pinpricks of blood and sweat were clearly visible on the visual screen. Just when the audience was convinced that the horrific incident was over, a voice began to speak.
It rips at the listener's soul like a ghost.
"See! This is the price of betrayal!"
Rather than the person speaking, it's the air acting as the narration, as low as the midnight wind.
The audience gasped, murmured, and prayed to each other.
"For a depraved little bishop, fattened by defrauding his flock of their wealth, tainted by gluttony and pleasure, it would be a mercy to let him bleed, and his death a reward, but it is impossible."
Someone vomited, but no one looked around. Everyone's eyes were wide open, filled with tears of fear.
"It was wonderful to hear his confession."
The screen suddenly jumped up, and the camera panned to the side, passing through a bunch of meaningless blurry shapes one after another.
Formless darkness and flickering light gave way to a panorama of blue and bronze, which found its target in a sickening burst of focus for a few seconds, then paused for a moment to allow wandering minds to decipher what they saw.
s things--
The demonic red cracks are burning, scanning back and forth in the shape of a slanted arrow, surrounded by a circle of mist, which makes people feel frightened to watch.
Those are "its" eyes——
A pair of scarlet eyepieces.
"Thus shall all who fall from the light perish!"
The owner of the eyes hissed:
"The Emperor's eyes fell on this world, and He found it flawed. He saw only corruption, a city of sin and injustice, ruled by weak and selfish men, rife with treachery and sin."
The image began to fade, pulling away from those malicious eyes.
"You have seen that death has come among you! The sinner is executed, he is one of many, but he will not be the last. Repent, sinner! Fear the wrath of the Emperor, fear his avenging angels!"
It hissed at the camera, its claws suddenly appeared in view like lightning, and screams filled the narrow auditorium.
"Judgment is coming! Scream, we are—"
Suddenly, the camera shook, as if it was thrown aside by some external force. Before the signal disappeared, Fabiola vaguely heard an impatient voice.
"Li Lin, how free are you? If you really have nothing to do, come here and do this."