After bidding farewell to Ma Ke, Zhou Qiyu left under Ran Bing's angry glare.
Looking at the position of the sun, he roughly estimated the time. It was almost ten o'clock. This f * cking apocalypse, the lack of resources was so bad that he didn't even have time to look at the watch.
It seemed that he still had a lot of things to do! Even if they returned to the surface in the future, it would be no less than the reconstruction of civilization!
Not far away from the Desolate Hunter training base was the bustling outer ring of Lighthouse.
The outer ring was the most crowded and bustling street on the lighthouse. Yes, a few of them were as crowded as the pedestrian streets in his previous life. At the same time, the outer ring was also the dividing line between the living areas of the dust people and the upper people.
The outer ring and above were the living areas of the higher-ups, and the dust people were not allowed to enter! If you enter without reason, you will be punished. Below the outer ring was the activity area of the dust people.
Moreover, the outer ring also served as a business street, and the lighthouse did not prohibit trading.
Some Dust Folks set up small businesses in this place, selling the handmade gadgets they usually made or the small things on the ground before the Cataclysm. Zhou Qiyu even saw the dish "Secret Roach". More importantly, there were still people buying it!
It was a deal! It would exist in any era. Moreover, he heard that there was a small black market in this area? He could trade for some good things from before The Cataclysm.
As for the source of the good stuff, it was naturally the private goods that the Dust People carried with the Desolate Hunters.
At the same time, this was also the place where the Dust Folks accepted missions. If they wanted to fill their stomachs, they had to come to the Outer Ring every day to receive missions and complete them to obtain Contribution Points.
The outer ring was also the place where the grand " long journey " was held. Three old people had been carried away a week ago. Zhou Qiyu also stood in the crowd and watched the whole process.
It was grand, solemn, and solemn.
However, it had to be said that this was the sorrow of humans who were struggling to survive in the apocalypse!
When he looked up, he saw Dustmen clinging to the outer wall of the lighthouse like Spiderman, constantly checking and repairing the various circuits and pipes.
On the way back, the children of the dust people who were chasing and playing would run past him from time to time. There were a few times when Zhou Qiyu was almost knocked down from behind, so he had to be more careful.
Hmm?
There was a little girl at the corner in front of him. She was a little special. She had braids. Judging from her height and back, she should be quite young. She was not much different from him. However, he was quiet and stood there motionlessly, looking at something.
It could be seen that she had been there for a long time. Her skin was red from the sun and she was sweating profusely.
Zhou Qiyu believed that curiosity and love to join in the fun were human nature. It was precisely because of these two natures that society would develop and progress!
Curiosity. Humans were curious about what kind of world it was outside of their own, so there were explorers who went to open up new continents. He was curious about what else could be eaten other than this grass fruit, so he enriched the menu and so on.
When two people fought, others who liked to join in the fun also went up. In the end, it slowly became a group fight. The group fight of more than a dozen people was to resolve the problem in the village. A group fight of over a hundred people would solve the problem of a small area. A group fight between tens of thousands or even millions of people would solve a major national matter.
Look, don't you think the author's words make sense?
So Zhou Qiyu walked over curiously and stretched his neck to follow her line of sight. It was nothing much. Wasn't it just a dust citizen who was lowering his head and welding a pipe?
"What are you looking at?"
"Look, he's welding."
"You want to learn this?"
"Yes, I am. Hmm?" The girl replied in a low voice, but then she realized who she was talking to.
He turned around and saw that it was a boy who was about the same age and height as him. However, the boy's badge was blue, indicating that he was a citizen, while he was a dust citizen with a green badge. Also, her clothes were cleaner than his, without any patches.
For a moment, she felt inferior and panicked as she stood there, not knowing what to do.
"What's your name?" Zhou Qiyu asked the girl who was rubbing the corner of her clothes with a smile.
“4277。”
"Oh, you are 4277?”
"You, you know me?"
"I guess I know him!" Yes, I saw you grow up in the anime in my previous life. Of course, I might also be a character in an anime now, being displayed in front of hundreds of millions of viewers, right?
"Didn't your teacher teach you this?”
"Yes, but I didn't really understand.”
You're too humble, 4277. Didn't understand? It didn't exist. It should be said that Teacher Shangmin didn't teach him clearly, or rather, he had the attitude of saying a few words and it would be over.
If the monarch likes something, the people will follow it!
Ever since City Lord Morgan divided humans into upper citizens and dust citizens according to their genes, he had defined dust citizens as consumables, or human and animal power!
Since that was the case, why would the teacher teach these dust people knowledge and skills seriously? Firstly, he felt that there was no need to spend so much effort to teach them since they might not even be able to exist one day. Secondly, they believed that it would be best if these technologies were in the hands of the higher-ups. This way, the dust people would never have the chance to rebel because they could not repair the lighthouse.
"Why do you want to learn this?"
Who was this kid? Why are you so talkative? Furthermore, you don't even know me, 4277 muttered in his heart. You're really like that chatterbox 4068.
Zhou Qiyu could tell that 4277 was a little impatient or afraid of strangers and wanted to escape. Zhou Qiyu smiled and said to the little girl," Tell me, maybe I can help you!"”
"You?" 4277's face was full of disbelief.
"Yes, just me. Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Zhou Qiyu, and I am also a student of the lighthouse's chief senior engineer, Mo Lin. I major in mechanical engineering and have a deep understanding of electric welding, machine tools, and so on.”
"Tsk, how old are you? He could even learn how to use an electric welding machine? Not to mention research!"
"Then tell me, do you want to learn these?”
"Of course I do."
"I'll ask you one last question. Can you read? If you can read, I will help you."
" Knowledge. Yes, I can read."
"It's fine as long as you know the commonly used words. If you really don't know them, you can ask others to understand. " Hmm, then tomorrow afternoon," Zhou Qiyu said as he thought." Tomorrow afternoon, we'll still be at this place. I'll give you a book about electric welding." It's up to you whether you want to come or not. This is your only chance!”
Without waiting for 4277's reply, he waved his hand and left.
After chatting with 4277 for a while, the sun was almost in the middle of the night. It should be around 11 to 12 o'clock.
The next few dozen meters of stairs took a lot of effort! Only then did he finally climb up.
At this moment, his stomach began to growl to remind his master that he was about to eat. However, she had already moved to a new house today and was no longer going back to the hospital for lunch. Where would she go to have lunch?
The person who delivered the food didn't say anything. Forget it, he would go back to his residence and wait for a while. If there was no food at midnight, he would go find his cheap father, City Lord Morgan.
He couldn't starve himself.
Besides, there was still Charles! The leader of the Guangying Association, Big Dog. Although the two of them wanted to strangle each other to death, before they really fell out, he had to pretend to be a good brother to City Lord Morgan.
He would definitely take care of such a small matter like lunch. It would definitely be sumptuous.
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Today's update should be at least 10,000 words. I'm begging the big shots to throw some flowers and votes or something!
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