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Chapter 322 62. Super Idol: Mu Su

Eleanor walked in a corner of the slums.

The houses are built along the mountain wall, and the broken and rotten wooden boards are crooked to form a board house, which are next to each other and extend to an invisible position in the distance.

Some of the gaps are large enough to slip through unmutated mice before the end of the world.There is no privacy here, but it is also the home they depend on for a living.

The luminous vines rooted in the soil wall are the source of light here, and every household will plant some.Carbon and oil are scarce resources.

There is no sunlight, so most of the poor people who come and go are rickety, and there is a cough from time to time.

Their clothes were less tattered than Eleanor's, they were just full of patches, and there was no life in their eyes.

Some people are cooking in front of their house, some are humming pre-apocalyptic songs, some are telling fairy tales to their children, and the prince in it can eat every meal.

The only difference between a ghetto and a scavenger is that they have a Hale City badge, a place to live, and a precarious job.

Every day, people who can still move in the slums will go to the civilian areas to find out if there is a job suitable for them.The reward is often a soup that can only satisfy one's hunger.

At least something to eat.

Skinny, dirty, lifeless, bleak.This is the picture of the ghetto.

If the needs of human beings are divided into three categories from low to high: survival needs, material needs, and consciousness needs.Well they are struggling with survival needs.

The civilian areas may be better. Some of them have already separated from the most basic survival needs and turned to material needs.For example, you want a piece of clothing without patches, a coat that is warm enough, you can eat chicken, sheep, pork, and beef instead of mutant biological meat, interesting entertainment programs, and your children will not be targeted by nobles.

There are soldiers patrolling here, and there is no need to worry about children or immobile family members being dragged away by ghouls to share food like in the slums.The houses here are built by businessmen. Although they are not beautiful, they can guarantee privacy and safety.

The poor and common people account for more than 95% of the population of Hale City, and above that is the aristocratic class who have no worries about food and clothing.

Eleanor walked aimlessly on this rough and long street.Not knowing what happened, she fell down, failed to get up, and curled up on the ground trembling slightly.

A poor man sitting in front of his house glanced at her, then looked away.

The indifference of the passing poor happens every day.He only hoped that the group of ghouls would drag the corpse away quickly, so as not to cause a plague.

In the dark corner, several corpse-like figures came to life, looking at the slightly trembling figure on the street, walking or crawling, approaching from all directions.

In the dimness under the light source, these figures seem to approach the darkness of a fresh soul.Eyes full of covetousness and greed.

But at this moment, there was a ray of light around Elinor, a ray of hope that could dispel all darkness and call out all.

In the light, a figure is vaguely hazy.That figure, that face, made people cry and worshiped.

His palm brushed in front of Elinor, and his trembling body gradually stabilized.With a face full of pain, he opened his eyes slightly, raised his head, and saw the figure in the holy light.

"You... are you... the song base that resounds in the doomsday..."

Her eyes reflected the figure in the light, and only this face remained in her world.She bent down deeply and kissed the ground in front of the figure.

"Dawn Idol... Musu..."

Regardless of the approaching vampires, or the surrounding poor.Everyone stood there in a daze, staring at the figure in the dazzling light.

Idol……?
In the end?
"If you could do it all over again~ would you~would~love me~~~"

The dawn idol in the light sang softly.

"You're finally back..." Elinor kept kowtowing with tears in her eyes. "Did you save me..."

"Love makes people happy~~~" Chen Xi's idol sang a tedious voice. "It will also bring loneliness~~~"

Her forehead was red, swollen and bleeding, and Eleanor shouted as if she really understood: "Your fans will definitely spread the Dawn Support Group to every footprint."

Chenxi idol nodded in relief, the light faded, and slowly retreated into the darkness behind him.

"Where should I find you?" Eleanor raised her head and shouted.

"Sing the song, Chenxi Idol will bring hope~~~"

The holy voice echoed.

The surroundings returned to calm.Those people's eyes adjusted to the dimness after the strong light, as if nothing had happened before, except Elinor who was still kneeling there devoutly.

The ghoul backed away in fear.The poor people stared blankly, followed the crazy woman step by step and kneeled away.

What happened before takes root in their minds.

……

The bell of the City Lord's Mansion slowly rang, and it was barely audible when it reached the sky above the slums.

This is the only way for the poor who have lived in caves for a long time to know the time.Think once at 12 noon and at 0 o'clock.

The sound of conversation in the slums, the sound of children crying, and shouting gradually disappeared, and every family fell asleep.

This silence lasted for more than ten minutes. At the edge of the slum area, a dozen or so figures emerged from a newly built slab house one after another, walking lightly towards the place where the incident happened during the day.

After a while, the figures arrived at the location, and the leader made a gesture. They dispersed and smashed into the door panels of several board houses around them, subduing the startled poor people.

There was a mess of crying and shouting in the dark, and then it stopped abruptly.The poor were muzzled.

In the silence, of course they heard shouts in the surrounding prefabricated houses, but they couldn't take care of themselves.

And it's very common.

These poor people are desperate, they are tied up.

A vicious and frightening voice sounded: "Although it's a bit old and tastes bad, at least there is a little girl. Very good..."

The same scene took place in the rest of the rooms.

There was a muffled sound, and someone wanted to resist and was knocked to the ground.

That voice said with a sinister smile, "No one can save you, not even God."

What did they think of.

They closed their eyes and sang in a pitch-shifted voice: "If you could do it all over again, would you love me..."

The struggle of the poor suddenly disappeared, and a figure by the door raised his hand and made a gesture.The same gesture was performed at the door of several prefab houses around.

"It seems that you have given up resistance and dragged them all away!" the voice shouted.

At the moment when the poor were desperate, the elegant and soft songs and the golden light filled the eyes and ears.The beautiful music was mixed with the sound of screams and falls.

Voices heard during the day echoed.

The golden light and the song lasted for more than ten seconds and gradually weakened.The poor opened their eyes cautiously. After gradually adapting to the darkness, they saw a few more figures kneeling on the ground, and lamented the beauty of the singing.

"It's the idol of Chenxi...it's the idol of Chenxi!"

The rescued people and the "wicked people" cried out with tears in their eyes.

"It's so sweet!!!" A figure shouted up to the sky.

On this day, a strange support group began to circulate in the slums.

This one called the Dawn Support Corps didn't ask for food and wives and daughters, built temples and statues, didn't have to recite unspeakable prayers, and it wasn't even a religion at all—it was a Support Corps, an idol's Support Corps.

A noun that reminds everyone of the good life before the end.

(End of this chapter)