Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 51 51· “When the baton was thrust into the guard’s chest, the crowd cheered.”

October [-], [-], Eastern Time, [-]:[-] pm - Thirty-four minutes have passed since the two prophecies of Eastern Kingdom were fulfilled.

——At 127:[-] pm Eastern Time, the Sirenke volcano, which had been dormant for [-] years, erupted again. The eruption did come to an abrupt end and did not last long, but it still caused a lot of casualties.

This seems inconsistent with the prophecy given by "Mr. Hope", but in fact, these casualties were all curious people who went to check it out after seeing the prophecy.

If this prediction had not been announced, and the Sirianke volcano is not a tourist attraction, and it is located in a remote place, few people visit it on weekdays. An eruption of this scale would indeed not cause casualties.

It can be regarded as a kind of butterfly effect, and the world has no doubts-except for a few extreme idiots.

——Secondly, more than an hour later, at [-]:[-] pm Eastern Time today, six consecutive avalanches will occur in the Tianlikui Mountains. This time, perhaps because of the lessons learned from the past, even if there are still good people going there, A safe distance was maintained and no one was injured.

The world was shocked when two natural reactions that were beyond human intervention were predicted to succeed.

This planet has witnessed the most widespread human turmoil to date.

Ali Tingguo, the Mobile District known as the slum, it was after six o'clock in the evening, and the sky was already a little dark.

Sixteen-year-old Mor Giulio was sleeping on his 'bed' - the so-called bed was a space made of dozens of dirty cardboards, because if they were not paved, the sewage on the ground would seep into it. Wet your clothes.

He started working in the factory at [-] o'clock yesterday afternoon until about [-] o'clock today. He worked for more than [-] hours and earned [-] bigrams.

Approximately equivalent to [-] Eastern dollars.

But this is considered a good job in the Mobile District.

For two hundred biks you can buy a portion of fried chicken—not real fried chicken, of course.

This is an uneaten fried chicken carcass recovered from a trash can in a wealthy area. After being sorted according to the amount of remaining meat and less meat, it is re-fried and then sold here.

Everyone who bought it knew the origin of the "fried chicken", but no one cared. They just wanted to taste the meat.

If he hadn't grabbed today's job opportunity, Julio would definitely not be sleeping at home now, but would continue to work in the factory. After all, he could only rely on himself.

As a black man and a poor man, he had a classic start. When he was born, he didn't know who his father was.

My mother died of illness two years ago, leaving her with only one house - a house of about seven square meters made of five shabby iron walls.

There was some noise outside, so Julio turned over and continued to sleep.

"Julio! Julio! Are you at home! Wake up! Wake up!" A voice approached from a distance, and with the sound of his door being opened, it was clearly transmitted to Julio's ears.

——Julio’s door is unlocked. In fact, many doors in Mobile are unlocked.

If a thief were to visit Giulio's house, he might find that the lock on the door was the most valuable thing—if there was one.

Julio stood up sleepily and looked at the figure at the door of his home - his good friend, Acme Brewer.

Brewer is one year younger than him and lives nearby. Because of his parents, his situation is a little better than him, but not much.

"What's wrong, Brewer? Why are you still holding the stick?" Julio sat up with difficulty, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and asked.

"The opportunity to get rich and save yourself is here! Giulio! We must resist! We must fight! We must take back everything that belongs to us! Drive out all the white humans who exploit us!"

Brewer waved the stick in his hand and said passionately as if he was shouting some slogan.

"Bruer, what's wrong with you? You're not sick, are you? Do you know what you're talking about?" Julio had already woken up, crossed the puddle at home, and came to his friend's side, asking worriedly.

"Well, actually I don't know, it was Uncle Benny who kept saying this, but now everyone has flocked to the city of rich people, Caibei District."

"My father and my brother have also gone with the large army. I want to go there too. Now I come here specially to be with you. I won't let you miss this opportunity, Julio! We are good friends!"

Brewer gave one of the sticks in his hand to Julio and said.

"No, what on earth are you talking about! I don't understand it at all!" Julio became even more confused.

"Follow me first, Julio, let's talk as we walk!" Brewer directly pulled Julio out of the room and ran outside.

Julio, who originally wanted to continue questioning, opened his eyes wide and looked at the scenes around him.

Due to its high population density, the usually lively Mobile District seemed a little lonely today - no one was in the few houses next to him.

And when he was pulled onto the 'main road' by Brewer, Julio discovered that everyone seemed to have a common goal at this moment.

They usually hold various weapons such as wooden forks and steel rods in one hand, and hold tools such as flashlights, candles, and even torches in the other hand for lighting. They walk along this dilapidated but in Moby We were moving forward on the road that led to the main road.

"Are we going to Caibei District?" Julio asked his friend, because he remembered that this road was like this.

Caibei District is very close to Mobili District, and there is a city wall between the two blocks.

Separated by a wall, the environment and income levels of the two neighborhoods are completely different, so people are accustomed to calling Caibei a wealthy area.

Having his own house in Caibei District is Giulio's lifelong goal.

Or you can find a job there.

"Yes! We are going to take back everything that belongs to us!" Brewer nodded excitedly after hearing this. Then he saw that his good friend was still in a confused state, so he began to explain to him:

"Julio, you don't know! The world is about to end! Dong live broadcast this event this afternoon, and the prediction used to verify it for the whole world was also verified two hours ago. Our world is really going to end." It’s coming!”

Brewer said to Julio in an extremely exaggerated tone and movement.

"Doomsday?! Brewer, are you kidding me?" Julio only became more confused.

Not to mention that he spent all the afternoon sleeping, even if he hadn't slept, Julio wouldn't know about the live broadcast and verification - he didn't have a mobile phone, and he didn't even have a TV at home.

The Mobile District is so poor that mobile phones are rare items because many homes have no electricity. There is even a shop in the district that sells electricity - for 100 BQ, you can leave your mobile phone at his house to charge for an afternoon.

"It's true. Not only Uncle Benny, but also Tambu and Hui Lijia. They have all verified the authenticity of this matter!"

"Then Uncle Benny has been calling on everyone just now. He said that if we don't save ourselves, no one will take care of us! The bastards in this country will only take care of the gentlemen in the rich areas! They have no regard for our life or death. I won’t care!”

"As for us in Mobile District, with our home and resources, the first one in that apocalypse is called the Cold Disaster? That disaster will kill everyone in Mobile District! Everyone! No one can Survive!"

"Uncle Benny and the others are very sure that if we don't do anything! We will definitely, definitely die!"

"So we must save ourselves! The way to save ourselves is to go to Caibei District! Get back all the things that originally belong to us from the hands of those white bandits!"

"This is a great and glorious action!"

"Our supermarkets! Our streets! Our houses! Our money and food! They should all be ours!

Damn it's them! We don't deserve to die! They squeeze us, they obviously have a lot of money, but they only give us a little! Such people must go to hell to reflect! Especially that guy named Corey! "

Brewer became more and more excited as he talked. He should have always had similar thoughts in his heart. At this moment, under Benny's instigation, it was completely ignited.

Julio didn't know what to say, he muttered but didn't speak.

He hasn't accepted the situation yet.

Besides, he actually thinks Corey is pretty good.

Corey also works in a factory. Although he is not the boss, he usually releases the work.

The reason why Brewer hated him was because Corey had beaten him, but that time it was because Brewer not only slacked off all day long, but also put some materials from the factory in his pocket and wanted to take them out at night.

Julio doesn't hate him because Corey will give Julio a few hundred more pics because of his hard work.

Suddenly, a burst of cheers appeared in the crowd in front of them, and then gradually spread and spread.

"Look, our flames of revenge are already burning! Caibei District will be returned to us again!"

Brewer, who was next to him, suddenly shouted excitedly, raised his hands above his head, and shouted happily.

When Julio also squeezed to the front, he finally discovered the source of the cheers.

It's a corpse.

A body clad only in underwear and a ripped shirt.

This face was familiar to Julio, although he didn't know the name.

He was one of the guards at the largest gate between Mobile District and Caibei District. Almost everyone in Mobile District was beaten and driven away by him.

Julio was also beaten. When he was curious about what the Caibei District was like, he tried to sneak in but was discovered, so he was beaten.

It still hurts.

And now, the baton that had beaten him was now inserted into the guard's chest.
  His body was twisted and lying in front of the gate that he had guarded for several years. There were wounds scattered in many places on his body, and blood was still flowing out, turning his white shirt completely red.

Julio's eyes widened, he was a little scared.

It's not that he has never seen dead people, but he has certainly never seen such a violent death.

At this moment, a group of people were dancing in circles around the guard's body, like some evil sacrificial ritual.

Julio felt a little more crazy on everyone's faces.

　There are two more updates to come, and I’ll add one more today.

　　This plot will be finished tomorrow, and then Lin Li will appear, and the game between returning countries will usher in a small climax (probably).

　　The protagonist of this book is Dongguo, and Lin Li is the golden finger of Dongguo. An independent plot about Lin Li will probably only happen after the apocalypse.

　　It can be understood that the protagonist is Dongguo, and other countries are supporting roles.

　　The rhythm of this book will not change. It’s really uncomfortable to keep up with the updates, so just keep reading.

　　muah.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)