Star Civilization: I loaded the MOD

Chapter 93 Dirty, broken, and bloody

Accompanied by the elderly Ku Ji, Fansini and Momoa spent a whole day sightseeing in the Rapeseed Flower Ridge.

The sky is filled with yellow flowers and green trees, and clouds and mist are drifting from the green mountains.

After they became tired of aesthetics and everything they looked at turned yellow, they stayed at the old man's farmhouse for one night and then walked on the planned route.

First, we left the mountains in the southeast direction, rushed to the mainland, and took a smart scooter to set off towards Rainbow Lake in Yincheng.

Then we circled half of the continent, passing through plains and plateaus, and saw the largest combined waterfall system in Gudu Star, as well as the calm offshore bay connecting the mountains and plains, and passing through the vast tropical rainforest along the sightseeing waterway.

Approaching the seaside, the camera captured the blue of the water and sky and the green islands covered with vegetation.

Two-digit islands are squeezed into the narrow sea area, and you can easily see the edge of the island group without raising your head. There are also long and narrow undersea luminous coral reefs such as the Great Barrier Reef, and a huge plant valley thousands of meters deep on a large overseas island. You can take a scooter to see it.

Slowly walk through the shallow ocean corridor.

When I feel hungry during the journey, I go into the orchards or farmland to satisfy my hunger.

If you are in a scenic spot or city, you will also be supplemented with other foods.

Finally, we stayed overnight in an undersea hotel, walked out of the underwater corridor and boarded a cruise ship again, and arrived in the slum area within half a day.

It is worth mentioning that.

As soon as the two embarked on their trip, an incident occurred before they even left Silver City Rainbow Lake.

As early as when she was in school in the capital, Fansini joined an organization called the Rizhao Club because of her hobby of photography. This was also the circle of photographers she belonged to. Many of Momoa's Tulan photos came from the selfless sharing of photographers in the circle.

A few weeks ago, the astronomy photographers of the Rizhao Society observed an unknown spacecraft at the edge of the Goduk system. The Imperial Space Agency could not find any spacecraft that could match its location.

Initially, photographers speculated that this was an action by the military, and only in this way could they find no signs.

But not long after the observation, the spacecraft began to fly to Gudu Star at an extremely exaggerated speed.

The photographer once thought that there was something wrong with his instrument. The Gudu civilization did not have an engine that could run at an instantaneous speed of 90% of the speed of light, and the projectile of the material projection cannon could not reach it!

Relevant images and evidence were scattered online and disappeared into the sea.

The situation was very low, and everyone just assumed that the equipment was malfunctioning.

Just a few days after the New Year, while the two were traveling, Tu Lan, the sword bearer, announced that the empire was about to add a special military adviser.

This consultant is an intelligent silicon-based life form from the Pioneer Civilization, and his name is Baymax.

For a time, the news about Baymax on the Internet overshadowed the propaganda about production reform and slums. You can hear people talking about Baymax wherever you go.

Even the news that a transport fleet occasionally appeared above their heads was covered by Dabai.

It wasn't until the scooter approached the slums that the tourists who had been seen everywhere in the scenic area were basically gone, and the topic of Dabai, which was so annoying in their ears, faded out of the world of the two of them.

The slums were even more desolate than they imagined.

The slums covering hundreds of thousands of square kilometers are just like what Ku Ji said. There are almost no traces of people in the outer areas. The people you meet occasionally come to check the identity of the slum population.

After Momoa showed his T1 citizen level, he respectfully let the two of them go.

The architectural planning of the slums is very messy. Some are just a few huts set up in the woods, and some are like the bustling bungalow areas of the last century, with no vegetation at all.

Graffiti Town is the latter type of building complex full of artificial traces. Because the Gudu people who lived in it have been forcibly removed by the authorities, the town looks very empty.

Domestic garbage can be seen piled up everywhere on the roadside, making it as dirty and messy as the backward areas of the last century.

"Momo Momoa, look! We're in the graffiti area!"

Vansini excitedly held Momoa's hand, sprinted all the way to the wall, and began to look at the Q version of the characters.

"This is Tulan's!"

"Uh-huh?!"

Momoa, who was not very interested at first, also twitched his ears slightly, suddenly cheered up, and stared at the graffiti on the wall.

With beige hair, short shoulder-length hair, and a sassy researcher attire, the picture clearly shows Tu Lan sitting in front of the sword holder.

“Does this painting mean anything?”

Looking left and right, it seems that there are just various individual patterns blended into this wall.

"It's just a visual art of typography, if you want meaning..."

Fansini looked around and stared keenly at the graffiti on the wall not far away. "Over there, let's go over there and take a look."

In the deserted and empty street, the two of them didn't have to worry about anything and ran to the wall in a few steps.

Most of the graffiti on the walls are artistic calligraphy, with more words than patterns, mostly expressing the graffiti writer's dissatisfaction with the empire. The words used are also extremely vulgar.

After taking a closer look, Vansini took a few steps back uncomfortably.

"No wonder Grandma Kuji said that."

Momoa also frowned, took Vansini in his arms and covered her eyes.

"Children, don't watch this."

Vansini:???

"It seems that there are many reactionary elements among the poor who have ill intentions towards the empire."

Ever since he was promoted to the first level of citizenship and was entrusted with the task of translating psionic theory by Master Gudu, Momoa has always been demanding himself as a moral benchmark.

At this moment, when she saw the graffiti slogans on the wall that could be described as unruly behavior, she immediately felt a lot of hostility.

Civilization has raised you up and given everyone an equal starting point in society. Living in an interstellar society where everyone has equal access to food and drink is a blessing.

But he just went to the slums of Si Qingzhou, not abiding by any of the ethics of loyalty to civilization and obedience to discipline, and "freely" slandering civilization.

"Then... let's take pictures of a few more towns and then return the way we came."

Sensing Momoa's somewhat angry mood, Vansini suggested cautiously.

Although it was a bit anticlimactic, I had already heard a lot about the slums from Kuji, and in addition, I didn't meet anyone at all along the way. It was enough to briefly look at the desolate and uninhabited ruins for a while.

Of course, the most important thing is that after traveling to Siqingzhou for more than ten days, the harvest in the camera can be regarded as a perfect photography tour.

"No, no need, just keep walking as you planned. We'll go through the slums in an arc."

Momoa shook his head calmly.

She would like to see how low the moral bottom line can be in the slums. Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles should be considered a kind of growth practice.

If she really encounters some Gudu people with ideological problems, she can practice psychic powers without any psychological burden.

After all, the soul is a complex concept, and the brain that carries the will is even more fragile. The Capital City Mental Hospital may need to be expanded.

"Don't you still have a few areas to go to? Let's go."

…

Getting into the rented smart car again, the two slowly drove into the silent depths of the entire slum town.

After passing through several gathering areas where there were traces of Gudu people's activities, they later realized that the graffiti town they were in was unusually clean. At least their garbage was piled up in piles and the potholes on the road were smooth.

drive.

Rather than the garbage scattered on the street like before, and even many places are full of mud.

The dirty environment made two girls from the capital city gain a lot of knowledge.

Although the field combat classes of primary military education are dirty and tiring, they are not as messy, dirty, and dilapidated as those found in slums. There is a persistent odor in many places, and serious bacterial growth is evident at a glance.

It is hard to imagine that such a scene still exists in a remote corner of an interstellar civilization.

Shouldn’t Gudu people who have no worries about food and drink continue to pursue better living conditions?

For a moment, she couldn't understand the thoughts of a lonely man in the slums.

Go to the outside world and apply for a social grant. Whether it is learning skills or adapting to life, after passing the difficult initial stage, won't life start again?

Putting down the camera and pinching her nose, Vansini continued to look around the deserted streets.

Suddenly, looking somewhere on the roadside, she stretched out her hand to grab Momoa's clothes with a slightly dull expression.

"Momo, look there's a lot of blood there."

Momoa, who was distracted, heard her voice and opened his closed right eye.

After some visual inspection, I quickly came to an inference.

"The blood stains haven't been washed away by the spring rain. It doesn't look like it lasted long. It's probably because someone desperate for his life got into a conflict with the authorities."

Considering that the people in the town were evacuated not long ago, the blood on these walls and soil was probably stained by the 'last conflict'.

"Um……"

Vansini folded her arms and felt horrified.

There was no crowd here at all in the evening and it always felt chilly. It was weird to see so much blood suddenly.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's find a place to camp."

Seeing the yellow sun hanging on the treetops in the distance, Momoa straightened his expression.

On the first night in the slums, they need to choose a location carefully. It is best to be a little far away from the town and close to the woods. There is a water source nearby, so that it is convenient to pick food and wash.

"Let's walk further, and the satellite map shows that there is an abandoned house three thousand meters away that meets the requirements."

(End of chapter)