Pirate's Infinite Wings

A few days later, Fang Lang stood on the outskirts of a blockade, isolated from the world.

In the front is Meteor Street, a world completely different from normal society, and behind is normal human society.

To enter here, ordinary means are not acceptable, and only entry is allowed, not exit.

Of course, if you have a hunter's license, you can enter and exit even Meteor Street, but Fang Lang came in secretly and the license was not available, so instead of taking the usual path, he had to cross the blockade and enter from the barren mountain.

Hundreds of years ago, Meteor Street was not like this, like other cities in the world, but for some reason, it became what it is now.

Fang Lang felt that this must have the shadow of the five major countries.

The so-called five powers refer to the five most powerful countries in the world, united, referred to as V5, which is similar to an organization of the United Nations.

It can be said to be the world's highest authority!

But whether it is the Hunter World or the Earth World, the essence is the same. Called the Five Great Nations, in fact, it must be the Five Great Rogues.

There must be something in the Meteor Street that made the five major countries feel a headache, so it was erased from the world.

Such as nuclear bombs.

Of course, if you switch to this world, you may be a nuclear-bomb-level mindful person. Anyway, it means a threat, so it needs to be erased.

Of course, these past events have nothing to do with Fang Lang, he doesn't care about these, just wants to know Parisstone's origin.

After you understand the enemy, you can understand the enemy's weakness.

Over a hill, crossing the blockade, Fang Lang entered the "new world."

Looking down from the top of the mountain, I saw the black earth.

No, it's not the earth, it's rubbish, invisible at a glance, spread all over the ground, piled up like a mountain, and stretched out.

Meteor Street is a garbage dump, and dumping anything is allowed here.

Weapons, contaminated metals, babies, corpses, and for humans, all the filthy things can be dumped here at will.

The residents of Meteor Street will "digest" them, and they rely on the garbage to survive.

There are even rumors that if you don't wear the necessary equipment, the average person can't survive in Meteor Street for more than a day.

It can be seen the cruelty of this environment, this is a man-made "primitive forest", with various ferocious "monsters" lurking.

If you want to survive in this kind of place, you have to get used to it since you were a child, or you have a strong power.

It is precisely because of this that there will be a lot of high-strength thinking ability people on Meteor Street.

For example, the brigade group.

"Although I have read the information, I am really surprised to see it. It's hell. I really don't know how Ma Qi came alive when she was a child. What a poor girl." Fang Lang's sympathy suddenly overflowed, "Speaking of which What I did to the brigade in the past is too much, but it has already happened and I don’t want to worry about it."

I really should say that the hateful person must have its pitifulness.

Of course, the original sentence is a poor person, there must be something hateful, but the reverse is the same.

"No, no, time is limited. After dealing with this side, I have to find Chimera Ants. I don't have time to waste, so I can do business quickly." Fang Lang rubbed his eyebrows and jumped off the cliff of the mountain.

Approximately 130 meters, the place where it fell was not the earth, but the garbage mountain.

It exudes a peculiar smell and the smell of rotting corpses.

"I can't bear it, hell." Fang Lang frowned, and quickly left the garbage mountain and headed towards the city.

Having said that, but the rubbish mountains, piles and piles, are like mountains. When I looked at it before, I couldn't see the head at a glance. Who knows how long it takes to walk.

"Tsk, just have a mount that can fly." Fang Lang thought to himself, but he still walked unhurriedly.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have already felt nausea and wanted to vomit, but for Fang Lang, although it was also uncomfortable, it would not affect his body or mind.

The sun gradually climbed above the head, and the smell faded slightly under the sun.

After walking for more than an hour without knowing it, Fang Lang's feet finally saw the city.

Although it is a city, in fact, it looks like an ordinary town, but it is relatively large.

Rumor has it that there is a population of more than 5 million people, but from Fang Lang's point of view, it may be more than that.

You can try to imagine the slums in India, it's almost like that.

Fang Lang saw the child, his body was thin, his thighs were thinner than his forearms, and after removing a layer of skin, there were only bones left, not even meat.

"It's too miserable, tsk tsk." Fang Lang looked at the child, and the other party was living in such a highly toxic environment, turning the garbage mountain, looking for something to use.

As far as Fang Lang's information was obtained, even in Meteor Street, there were classes.

It seems that the top level is the elders, and below are the high-level residents and talents cultivated by Meteor Street. Like the child in front of me, it should be the lowest level creature.

That's right, not even human.

Of course, this is a contempt for the inside of Meteor Street. In fact, the inside of Meteor Street is very united.

There are also people in the dark world who secretly fund Meteor Street. In return, Meteor Street will give venues for weapons testing, such as poison gas weapons, and will also provide talents. Of course, the knowledge and textbooks that are cultivated are also funded.

There are schools in Meteor Street, waste recycling stations, better places, and exchange points.

People at the bottom pick up things from the trash and inject them, sell them to the recycling station, get paid, and then get food from the grain exchange point.

This is a deformed society, older than feudalism, but it also resembles tribes.

"If I take over here and give me five years, he can turn him into a normal city again." Fang Lang muttered suddenly, heading towards the tallest building in the town, "Well, forget it. Give it to those who follow. I'm not the savior."

Walking on the road, the residents at the bottom looked at him in fear.

Fang Lang's cleanliness undoubtedly shows that he is not of the same class as them.

"The elder member? It seems that it should be easy to get information..." ..