Civilization of the Stars: I loaded the mod

Chapter 93 Dirty, torn, and bloodstained

Accompanied by the aging Ku Ji, Vasini and Momoa spent a whole day sightseeing in Rapeseed Blossom Ridge.

Among the yellow flowers and green trees in the sky, the green mountains and clouds float over.

When they got tired of aesthetics and everything they saw turned yellow, they stayed in the old man's farmhouse for one night and then walked on the route they had planned.

First, leave the mountains in the southeast direction, rush to the mainland and take a smart scooter to set off towards Rainbow Lake in Yincheng.

Afterwards, it circled half of the continent, passed through plains and plateaus, and saw the largest combined waterfall system in Guduxing, as well as the calm offshore fjords that connected mountains and plains, and interspersed through vast tropical rainforests from sightseeing waterways.

Close to the beach, the camera even captured the blue of the water and the sky and the green islands full of vegetation.

The double-digit islands are crowded in the narrow sea area, and the edge of the island group can be easily seen without looking up.There are also long and narrow seabed luminous coral reefs like the Great Barrier Reef, and a huge plant valley with a depth of one thousand meters on a large overseas island. You can walk slowly through the shallow ocean corridor in a scooter.

When you are hungry during the journey, you will go into the fruit forest or farmland to satisfy your hunger.

If you are in a scenic spot or city, you will also add some other food.

In the end, we stayed in the submarine hotel for one night, 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.

The two had just embarked on a trip, and an episode happened before they left the Rainbow Lake in Yincheng.

As early as when she was studying in the capital, Vasini joined an organization called Rizhaohui because of her hobby of photography. This is also her circle of photographers. Many of Moma's Tulan photos come from the selfless sharing of photographers in the circle.

A few weeks ago, the astronomy photographers of the Rizhao Club observed an unknown spaceship at the edge of the Gudu galaxy, but the Imperial Space Agency could not find any spaceship that could correspond to the position.

At first, the photographers speculated that this was an action by the military, and only in this way could they not find any signs.

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

The photographer once thought that there was a problem with his equipment. The Gudu civilization did not have an engine that could run at an instantaneous speed of [-]% of the speed of light, and the shells of the material projection cannon could not reach it!
Relevant images and evidence were scattered across the Internet and disappeared.

The heat of the matter is very low, and everyone only thinks that the equipment is malfunctioning.

Just a few days after the new year, that is, when the two of them were traveling, Tu Lan, the sword bearer, announced to the public that the empire was about to join a special military advisor.

This consultant comes from the intelligent silicon-based life of the pioneer civilization, and his name is Dabai.

For a while, rumors about Dabai on the Internet overshadowed the propaganda of production reform and slums, and people could hear people talking about Dabai wherever they went.

Even the occasional news of transport planes above their heads was covered by Dabai.

It wasn't until the scooter approached the slums that the travelers who could be seen everywhere in the scenic spot basically disappeared, and the cocooned white topic faded out of the world of the two of them.

The slums were even more desolate than they had imagined.

The slums of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers are just like what Ku Ji said, there are almost no people in the outer area, and the people who come across occasionally come to check the identity of the slum population.

After Momoa showed her T1 citizenship level, she respectfully let the two go.

The architectural planning of the slums is very messy, some are just a few huts built in the woods, and some are like the busy city of the bungalows in the last century, with no vegetation at all.

Graffiti Town is exactly the latter type of building complex full of artificial traces. Because the Gudu people who live there have been forcibly evacuated by the government, the town looks very empty.

Domestic garbage can be seen piled up everywhere on the side of the road, just like the backward areas in the last century.

"Moma Momoa, look! You're in the graffiti area!"

Vanessa took Momoa's hand excitedly, sprinted all the way to the wall, and began to observe the Q version of the characters.

"This is Tu Lan's!"

"Uh-huh?!"

Momoa, who was not very interested at first, also twitched her ears slightly, and suddenly perked up, staring at the graffiti on the wall.

With beige hair, short shoulder-length hair, and a sassy researcher's attire, the painting is obviously Tu Lan sitting in front of the sword holder.

"Does this painting have any meaning?"

Looking left and right, it seems that various individual patterns are mixed on this wall.

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

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

In the deserted empty street, the two of them didn't need to care about anything, they ran to the wall in two or three steps.

Most of the graffiti on the wall are art words, with more words than patterns, most of which are to express the graffiti's dissatisfaction with the empire.The words are also extremely vulgar.

Looking intently, Fanciini took a few steps back uncomfortably.

"No wonder Grandma Ku Ji said that."

Momoa also frowned, and embraced Vasini to cover her eyes.

"Kids don't look at this."

Vanessa: ? ? ?

"It seems that among the poor there are many reactionary elements who harbor ill-will towards the empire."

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

At this moment, when she saw the graffiti statement on the wall, which could be called a thug's behavior, she immediately felt a lot of hostility.

Civilization raises you and gives everyone an equal social starting point. Living in an interstellar society where everyone is equal is a blessing.

But he ran to the slums of Siqingzhou, did not abide by the morals of being loyal to civilization and obeying discipline, and slandered civilization with 'freedom'.

"Then... let's take a few more towns and go back the same way."

Sensing Momoa's anger, Vasini cautiously suggested.

Although it's a bit anticlimactic, but I have heard a lot about the slums from Ku Ji's mouth, and I haven't met anyone at all along the way, so it's enough to have a quick look at the desolate and uninhabited ruins for a while.

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

"No, no, just continue walking according to your plan, we arc through the slums."

Momoa shook her head calmly.

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

If she really came across some Gudu people with problematic thinking, she just didn't need to have a psychological burden to practice psionic power.

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

"Don't you still have a few areas to turn around, let's go."

……

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

After crossing a few gathering areas where there were traces of Gudu people's activities, they realized later that the graffiti town where they were just now was rare and clean. At least their garbage knew to be piled up in a pile, and the road potholes could be smoothed. drive.

Instead of the garbage scattered on the street like the one in front of you, even many places are full of mud.

The filthy environment gave two girls from the capital city a lot of insight.

Although the field combat class of elementary military education is dirty and tiring, it is not like the messy, dirty, dilapidated, lingering odor in many places in the slums, and the serious growth of bacteria at first glance.

It is hard to imagine that such scenes still exist in the remote corners of the interstellar civilization society.

Shouldn't Gu Duren, who has no worries about food and drink, continue to pursue better living conditions?
For a while, she couldn't understand Gu Duren's thoughts in the slums.

Go outside and apply for a social grant. At that time, whether it is learning skills or adapting to life, after going through the difficult initial stage, life will start again?
Putting down the camera and pinching her nose, Vanessa continued to look around at the deserted streets.

Suddenly, looking somewhere on the side of the road, she reached out and grabbed Momoa's clothes with a slightly dull hand.

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

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

After a visual inspection, a deduction was quickly drawn.

"The bloodstains haven't been washed away by the spring rain. It doesn't look like it's been a long time. I guess some desperate person has clashed 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 that 'last conflict'.

"Um……"

Vanessa folded her arms, feeling horrified.

In the evening, there is no popularity here at all, and I always feel chilly, and now I suddenly see so much blood, it's weird.

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

Seeing the yellowing sun hanging on the treetops in the distance, Momoa straightened her expression.

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

"Let's go further, and the satellite map shows that there is an eligible abandoned house 3000 meters away."

(End of this chapter)