Chapter 1944: One mountain, two worlds

After Di Ping entered the Jiangning base, he started to move around. He found a suitable place to put down the positioning stone. In addition, he also wanted to walk around and learn about the situation of the Jiangning base.

I thought that the Kyoto base was big enough, but the Jiangning base is bigger than Kyoto.

His mental power can cover a three-kilometer radius, but he didn't even see the entire Jiangning base. After walking around, he understood the size of the entire base.

The entire city is elliptical, about three kilometers wide, and five kilometers long. The mountain is not high. The drop from the top to the city wall is only 40 to 50 meters, so most of the ground is very flat.

Jiangjun Mountain was originally a military zone. Not only was there a garrison but also a military-owned residential area. There was also a special military sanatorium on the mountain. Therefore, the road on the mountain is well built, extending in all directions, and a large number of buildings, residences, hotels, and soldiers have been built on the mountain. The community has it.

After the end of the world, a large number of houses were built on the mountains, and there are still many places that are still being built in full swing.

However, there are millions of people in the entire base. Although two or three million people have been moved into the underground base, there are still a million people outside. The existing buildings on the mountain simply cannot be arranged, so many refugees build their own houses. .

There are all kinds of tents, tents, straw sheds, a few pieces of plastic sheeting, and boards nailed, all kinds of things, without any planning, no layout, and some are just messy and chaotic, all over the general mountain. Like patches one by one.

These simple houses are mostly gathered on both sides of the road, especially in the section of the city gate, there are countless simple houses, densely packed like honeycombs.

As soon as he entered the city, Di Ping was almost fainted by the unpleasant smell mixed with various tastes.

There are many people in these poor houses, as if they are in a refugee camp, and there are noisy noises everywhere, there are noises, there are screams, there are sounds of beatings, and there are also crying.

Di Ping watched as he walked. The people living in this slum were all yellow and thin, described as haggard, their eyes were hollow and numb, and there was not much brilliance in their eyes, as if the walking dead were just holding on for a day or a day, and they had no sense of the future. Any hope.

He was a little helpless, it was the same as when he went to all bases to see!

Although every base is trying its best to ensure the survival of everyone, food is limited after all. Very little food can only hang weak lives. It is difficult to survive any disease. Sometimes a cold can take countless lives. .

Countless people are living a life lacking food and clothing, and are frightened. There is a life without tomorrow. It is very precious and precious to live. You still want how much color they can have.

It seems that everyone lives just to eat a bite. Some people sell children and women. They learn from the ancient people who bought and sold grass and mustards on their heads. They openly bought and sold on the side of the road. Soldiers on patrol walked past the street. Get used to it.

A woman with a fairly beautiful appearance, took a piece of bread from an ugly and wretched man, and then was pulled into the dilapidated and dirty simple shed. Her footsteps were hobbled and she looked numb, but she was trying her mouth to Stuffed with bread.

At this moment, there is only this piece of bread in her world. At this moment, she will not think of etiquette and shame, but she thinks of only survival, humble survival.

He saw too much in this scene. There are no less than 100,000 people living on this mountain road. There are countless things like this happening every moment.

Di Ping's heart was blocked, but what could he say? Survival at this moment is more than everything. No one can criticize anyone, and no one can get there more noble than anyone.

Di Ping dressed up and brought Xiaojin. Although he was very noticeable, no one dared to approach him. Everyone knew that he was a powerful Awakener.

Seeing that ordinary people like him hurriedly avoided, they seemed to be very afraid of him, and no one dared to come up to make trouble.

The layout of the Jiangning base is similar to the sanctuary city. It is basically divided into inner and outer cities. The more you go to the top of the mountain, the more buildings there are. The simple houses are mostly concentrated in the lower part of the mountainside, while the upper part belongs to the former military sanatorium. There are high walls and guard towers.

This was heightened and widened after the end of the world. Now there is a huge force on the wall, and there are countless soldiers defending it.

Every intersection from the foot of the mountain to the mountain is guarded by soldiers armed with weapons. Ordinary people can't go up at all, and the entire General Mountain is divided into two circles inside and outside.

Di Ping was checked into the city sect before he successfully entered the hilltop town.

Only then did he understand that the entry card has this function. It is considered tax-paying and can pass through the city. Like the hundreds of thousands of people in the city who know that they can enjoy relief and dare not go out of the city, they can’t enjoy this treatment, and they can’t enter the inner city at all. Among.

There are two worlds on the top of the mountain. The environment on the top of the mountain is much better. It is completely like a small city, with many houses, hotels, shops, and groups of soldiers patrolling the streets in order, not at all like the squalor of the poor houses below the mountain. Dirty and messy.

The people walking on the street are also very decent, and their faces are more colorful, much better than the victims below.

Regarding this, Di Ping is not surprised, whether it is before the end of the world or after the end of the world, the class will always exist, but it is more straightforward in this end of life.

The same is true of his sanctuary city. Those who are capable of course enjoy a better life. Those who are incapable and unwilling to venture out of the city to search for supplies or fight can only get some gruel and eat their stomachs and barely survive.

There is nothing wrong with this, no one can say anything! After all, others are paying for their lives, and you can go out and fight for them if you want.