dtnovels Chapter 188: Death is the norm
Chapter 188: Death is the norm
About two hours later, the man in black armor woke up with a groan, sat up abruptly as if by reflex, and assumed a fighting stance.
Due to the violent movement, the wound on his abdomen burst open and he couldn't help but groan in pain.
Only then did Gart Vincent notice that someone had treated his wounds.
He looked around and found a timid figure hiding not far away. Although the other party was hiding well, his visor had advanced scanning function, and the other party had no way to escape under the infrared image.
"Come out, I see you."
Gat said coldly towards the other party's hiding place.
The black-robed kid saw that he had been exposed, so he quietly came out of his hiding place and carefully kept a distance from Gat. The kid warned him, "I saved you, don't repay kindness with hatred."
Gat remembered that he had indeed seen this figure before he fell into a coma, and he seemed to have asked for help from the other party in a trance.
Some thoughts flashed through his mind, and he said in a gentle tone: "Thank you for your help, kid. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."
Gat checked and found that all his belongings were still there, except for the power sword.
"You took my sword?"
The black-robed kid nodded calmly: "Yes. This is to ensure my own safety. If you want to get the sword back, you can't hurt me."
"Otherwise there's no point in killing me. That sword is worth much more than my life."
Gat knew the kid was telling the truth.
Human life is the least valuable thing in the Bottom Nest. His sword is enough to buy a million such children.
"Smart move. Child, since you are so sensible, do me a favor and I will pay you a satisfactory reward."
Gat hoped that the black-robed kid could help him find some covering clothes, and then act as a guide and take him to the psychic's sphere of influence.
As a reward, he would pay the black-robed child a huge sum of money - the pocket money that the nobles at the top of the tower carried with them, which was a huge sum that the people at the bottom of the nest could not spend in a lifetime.
Unexpectedly, the black-robed kid shook his head firmly: "That's too dangerous, sir. I'm sorry I can't agree to that."
Gat raised his arm armor with a gun mounted on it and said coldly, "You'd better answer, or I'll kill you now."
"...I'm so unlucky. Okay, I promise you."
Under the threat of death, the black-robed child reluctantly took Gart Vincent out of the abandoned area. Before leaving, he found a piece of rag and wrapped it around Gart to cover his conspicuous power armor - this thing was not something that the Bottom Nest people could own.
The boy in black robe guessed that this man should be a wanted criminal who had just come to the bottom nest. This kind of person would appear every once in a while, and he had seen a lot of them.
The black-robed boy led Gat to avoid crowded areas, passing through various secret passages and paths with ease, and crossed the core area of the bottom nest.
Gat couldn't help but ask, "Did you grow up here?"
"What else? Like you upper nest masters, when you commit a crime, you hide in the bottom nest for refuge?"
The black-robed boy shrugged and said sarcastically.
There is a sense of indifference to life and death.
Gat wasn't angry. He had dealt with many people from the Dihive and knew that the people here lived a life of uncertainty and didn't care about life and death. It was normal for a child to be so mature and calm.
[It seems that the Emperor of God still blesses me...]
Gat couldn't help but think in his mind.
The people of Dichao were evil, but when he was in the most dangerous situation, he met a child who still had a "kind heart" and rescued him.
Not only that, this kid is also familiar with all the secret passages in the Bottom Nest - it seems that this is what he relies on to survive in the dangerous Bottom Nest, helping Gat avoid the sight of the various gangs in the Bottom Nest and conceal his tracks very well.
After more than half a day, the two passed through a maze-like passage with twists and turns and arrived at the area where the psychics were entrenched.
"We're here. The Wizards' territory is ahead. I can't go any deeper. You can walk the rest of the way on your own."
The child in black robe pointed to a dilapidated gate in front and said.
There were many rune symbols of unknown meaning in front of the gate, and the deep passage exuded a cold and gloomy atmosphere.
Gat nodded, stepped forward and said, "Thank you, kid..."
Pfft!
The cold dagger cut the carotid artery and trachea, and the iron palm tightly covered the mouth. The black-robed child opened his eyes wide with fear, whimpered a few times, and then lost his voice.
Gat threw the little corpse into the abyss beside the passage with an expressionless face, and said softly: "Sorry, you know too much..."
Gat did not feel much guilt for decisively killing a child who had done him a favor.
Just an ant from the bottom nest.
He should be grateful to me for helping him escape from his tragic fate so that he won't have to suffer in this hell anymore.
With this in mind, Gat walked into the area where the psychics were based, with an attitude that no strangers should approach.
Not long after walking, he was surrounded by a group of figures.
One of the figures even appeared behind him like a ghost, and when he came to his senses, a monomolecular dagger emitting psychic blue light and freezing cold was already against his throat.
"Don't move, outsider."
A voice as cold as ice and without a trace of emotion warned in the darkness.
Gat did not panic, but said calmly: "I am a friend of the Lich King. Please tell him that Garrison brought him a gift."
The cold dagger on his neck was slowly removed, but the murderous intent in the darkness did not dissipate, and several men in black robes still surrounded Gat.
"Follow me, outsider. You better not play tricks."
The psychic female killer in a purple and black tights twisted her waist, her sexy body outline looming in the shadows. Her voice, like one damaged by smoke, was emotionless, but had a different kind of temptation.
Gat swallowed silently and followed these people into the depths of the dark passage.
……
The central area of the bottom nest is called the garbage area. Every day, a large amount of domestic garbage is dumped from the lower nest and handed over to the people in the bottom nest for disposal.
What is considered trash by the lower nesters may be treasures to the bottom nesters.
For example, a piece of leftover synthetic meat is a rare delicacy for the people of the Dichao.
The lower nest also has a similar garbage dump to handle the garbage and waste excreted by the upper nest.
The entire nest is like a complete ecosystem with a multi-layered food chain. The lower nest digests the waste of the upper nest, and the lower nest digests the waste of the lower nest. Food, water and air are recycled layer by layer, feeding billions of people in the most efficient and inferior way.
Except for the masters in the upper nests and on the top of the tower, the few percent of powerful people standing at the top of the hive world, no one can enjoy clean water, normal food, sufficient shelter and light.
Most people live in their hives like cockroaches. From birth to death, most people cannot leave their area throughout their lives.
"My, I found it first!"
"Go away!"
"How dare you snatch something I like!"
Scavengers use cold weapons such as daggers, maces, machetes, and axes to fight for "trophies" on the garbage dump, and dozens or even hundreds of bodies are added to the garbage dump every day.