Chapter 3508: Unnamed tool

"Grey Mao? This term is a bit familiar, but I can't remember what it is. Can the teacher talk about it?"

In view of the special structure of the city, this mid-air platform is also repaired with a wall. The steam overflowing from the large and small chimneys and pipes is confined within the wall and cannot be dissipated. Instead, the streets are filled with white smoke. , The air smells humid and sultry.

But the urban fringe is the place where the low-class people—workers live. In the eyes of the big capitalist rulers, they are not humans, so the living conditions of these people are not their business at all.

It doesn't matter whether the workers sleep on the street or live in the pipeline, as long as they can provide labor.

And if you put it another way, the warm steam is also providing warmth, so that the low-class people who sleep on the street will not be frozen to death at night.

"Gray fur is a monster with a human mouse head, a kind of magical creature, basically serving the blood king or black mage. They are often very clever and cunning. They can put on a human face and play the corresponding human. They are weak in combat effectiveness, but they are all spies and spies, and they are the eyes of the big villains in some forces."

"The Blood King occupies the territory close to the Dark Tower. He is much stronger than other forces, so what else does he want?" The secret guest recalled and asked again.

"First of all, there are other Merlin rainbow crystal balls. He only has six in his hand, and there are seven out of them. In addition, he also sent his subordinates to collect children with super-power potential. It should be an attempt to use their imagination. , Open more channels to other parallel worlds, and destroy the dark tower with this."

Su Ming walked in the steam, and a lot of water soon condensed on the cowboy's leather vest, but soon his cold body was accepted by the enthusiasm of the city.

The people here are also very friendly. Even when they see people who are obviously dressed as Gunman, their eyes don't even change at all, let alone surprises or other emotions.

Just like the monsters in the wilderness, Su Ming and the secret guest soon met the off-duty workers in the city. All of them stared blankly. When they walked, they seemed to be distracted. There was no expression on their faces. There is numbness left.

They wore dirty and shabby clothes. Their faces looked like they had just come out of a boiler, full of smokiness. People with better conditions would wear a dirty towel around their necks, and those with poor conditions would simply wear their shirts. No, shirtless body reveals the thin ribs.

But these people have one thing in common, that is, they are all carrying heavy tools, such as huge wrenches, huge hammers, huge iron lifts, etc., and there are numbers on these tools, which are obviously not theirs. .

This is a tool allocated to them by the capitalists. Although these workers carry them home, there is no place that can be reached at home. They are taken home just to prevent theft.

If you lose your tool, don't think about it, just go straight into the wind chime next to the rails.

In a steamy alley, the master and apprentice met such a group of workers.

After seeing that their clothes were clean, the other side silently retreated to both sides of the alley, trying to avoid as much as possible as if they wanted to stick themselves to the wall, lowering their heads to make way.

No need to say anything. In this kind of society, the way to distinguish class is also very simple, just look at clean clothes and boots.

Although she felt the convenience brought by class, it was difficult for Miker to be happy. She only felt that these people in front of her were not like people at all, but some tools without will.

If you want to see something that has no self-will to her three times, then in the palace on the border of hell, she can let the tentacle monsters play like this every day.

In this deformed society, all she can feel is loneliness. The key is that these people don't even think of themselves as human beings. The complete numbness brings a kind of desperate suffocation.

Several hundred workers were standing against the wall in the alley, bowed their heads to give way to the best place in the middle of the road, but Liana didn't take any steps, she just looked at the teacher next to her and asked for advice.

The alley is very quiet, even they dare not even breathe.

Su Ming knew that from these workers, it was impossible to ask any information outside the city, because their vision had long been blocked by the steam.

Worked 18 hours a day, worked hard, and ate the same food as the worst horse feed. No matter who he was full, he didn't have the mind to gossip about the external situation.

The people here are just struggling to survive, and for them, it is hard enough to ensure that they survive in an environment like the end of the day.

"Let’s go, it’s none of our business. Even if you want to change, wait until I find the Dark Tower." Su Ming stepped forward, not looking at the people on both sides of the road, because they didn’t have their own face at all, everyone Their expressions are all similar, like puppets without facial features.

There are many brass pipes in the alleys, and steam is still gushing from the joints of these pipes, and everyone can't see clearly.

But not far away, a person suddenly emerged from the oncoming steam. This person was very strong, dressed in relatively clean clothes, and still carrying a wet whip in his hand, yelling:

"I want five pliers! A hammer! Come out quickly! Work overtime for two hours, and each person can get 30 beans!"

The people carrying the corresponding tools walked out of the queue silently, and they didn't even have their own names.

What tools are there, what are they, don’t people really think that bosses and supervisors can remember the names of inferior people?

"I haven't seen a place where the number of beans is counted." Seeing this scene, the secret guest couldn't help but vomit.

In the job of an overseer, both eyes and ears should be good. The former is to find out who is lazy, while the latter is to find out who speaks badly about the boss behind his back.

The brawny man turned around with anger, UU reading www.uukanshu.com wanted to see which woman was so bold to talk about these things, although the payment from the above was fifty beans per person, he deducted two. Ten taps, thirty taps are enough for the inferior!

But when he turned his head and saw the two gunmen dressed up and handsome clothes, the anger on his face immediately disappeared, turning into a funny expression of flattery:

"Ah, it turns out to be the traveling gunmen master and madam, welcome, welcome to Lude, is there any villain I can serve? Buy a worker? Buy a maid? Or need a good restaurant to rest?"

Although guns are very common in the middle world, every gunman is a representative of force. A gunman who can come to the middle world through various wilderness trials can deal with fifty soldiers who also have guns without a problem.

Cleaner and complete clothes mean that the gunman is still rich. In Lud, rich is a superior person. Whether it is gold or US dollars, it can help its owner live a life of a superior person.

It’s not wrong. U.S. dollars are in circulation here. Whether it’s the dollars in the “Mist” world or the money in the “Dead Light” world, it can be spent directly here, even if the United States does not exist in the middle world.

This is amazing, but what should I care about with people in the last days? In some other world, bottle caps can be used as currency, not just fine printed banknotes.

Being called a lady, the secret guest stopped speaking. She smiled and put her arms around the teacher, and lifted her chin slightly, as if she liked the city a little bit.

As for Su Ming, he didn't bother to care about this with a foreman. He just patted the other's strong arms, which were all muscles that the workers had worked out over time:

"Tell me where is the best bar in town, I want to find out something."