Feast of villains

Chapter 2 2. Welcome to the New World

Back in the staff dormitory in the building next door to the interrogation room, Nance lay on a fairly comfortable spring sofa and looked around the environment.

A small suite with two bedrooms, a small living room connected to the dining room.

There is almost no interior decoration, and the furniture such as small cabinets, small tables, bookshelves and wardrobes is extremely simple, with no interest and personality at all.

There was mold on the ceiling and the putty coating on the walls was hopelessly stained, giving it an air of disrepair.

"The head of this class is doing too badly..." Nance couldn't help but think that the financial problem of the ninth class is very big.

There is an alcove on the other side of the dining room, and the light emitted by two permanent lamps is the only warm color in the room full of cold colors.

Nance glanced curiously at the alcove.

The statue inside was covered with a layer of white cloth, and he could only see a rough outline. Before he could step up to take a look, a sharp pain came from his mind.

"hiss……"

"What are you doing..."

He pressed his fingers hard on his temples.

The feeling at this moment was like being stabbed in the head by countless needles, and the pain was severe.

Calm down, don't get confused... Although the pain has not dissipated, but the thinking has become clearer because of the nervous tension, which is a good thing.

Nance took a few deep breaths, waited for the pain to ease a little, and began to concentrate on sorting out the current information.

Time travel is an established fact that cannot be changed. Without a novice tutorial, he must get familiar with this world as soon as possible.

The memories left by the former class leader are only scattered fragments, fragmented and fuzzy. The information that Nance can extract is very limited, and these memories are still disappearing little by little.

There happened to be a popular science magazine on the coffee table. He picked it up and flipped through it according to the few memories left.

According to the description in the book, this is the earth about 300 years later, a post-apocalyptic society that has undergone disaster reconstruction.

According to the chronological order of disasters, human beings divide history into three parts: Pre-Epoch, Chaos Epoch, and New Epoch.

The former period is the history that Nan Si is familiar with, and there is no clear statement about where it was interrupted.

The Chaos Calendar refers to the period from the appearance of the Dead Sea to the first year of Xinji.

The Dead Sea is the source of magic essence.

The first Dead Sea appeared in Siberia, and there are currently seven in the world.

The cause of the Dead Sea is still unknown.

Some people say that meteorites brought extraterrestrial disasters, some say that ancient viruses awakened and broke out, and some people said that Da Mao dug too deep in Siberia and directly opened up hell...

After the birth of the Dead Sea, the earth's environment began to deteriorate rapidly.

Natural disasters such as storms, snowstorms, floods and even meteorites occur frequently, and the laws are also elusive.

Relying on the ravages of natural disasters, the magic element quickly spread across the world. Whether it is a human or an animal, it will mutate after being infected-or become a distorted monster, or have different degrees of mental symptoms.

Infected people are collectively called familiars.

They are powerful and mentally unstable, and if they are accidentally stimulated and unhappy, they will become irrational monsters.

The chaotic calendar of natural disasters and demons has lasted for nearly a hundred years. During this period, all countries have been destroyed and billions of people have lost their lives.

The social system has completely collapsed, civilization has fallen into silence, and the world has become a ruin... After decades of lingering in the darkest hour, human beings have waited for the dawn.

Angel appears.

The chaotic calendar ended, and the new era kicked off.

With the help of the angels, the surviving humans built tall besieged cities to resist natural disasters and restore social order.The envoys also created a monastery, which is responsible for suppressing the spread of magic essence and killing familiar demons that are completely out of control.

The social system is slowly recovering, and the level of technology and productivity have a stable development environment, and they are gradually catching up with the previous ones.

This year is New Era 269.

It turned out that he had traveled to the future... Faced with this fact, Nance didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Close the book.

He flipped through a map in the bookcase and got it out.

The Ninth Division where Nance works is located in Shin Yokohama, California, on the southern coast of the Black Gold Empire.

California, Shin-Yokohama... Putting these two names together gave Nance an inexplicable sense of absurdity.However, when he read the map, he was completely dumbfounded.

The Black Gold Empire is located in the core area of ​​East Asia, and it implements a semi-feudal constitutional monarchy.

The emperor here is not a mascot, but a hereditary giant of power who controls the administration of the government. Judiciary and legislation are respectively in charge of the courts and parliament.

Under this political structure of separation of powers, the Black Gold Empire has a stable political arena, a stable society, and prosperous economy and trade. On the surface, it can be regarded as a country with freedom and extremely developed capitalism.

Nance rubbed his head and murmured: "It's a good thing, it's faster to adapt, at least there are no barriers in writing and language..."

His head still hurts, and his thoughts are confused. He guessed that it should be the sequela left by the spirit of the former section chief being obliterated.

The murderer... It's no surprise that it's that one, a demon queen who knows psychic spells.

The family has money.

The strength is still very strong...

Great gift crab!
Returning to the room like a salted fish, Nance still wanted to study the suspected Goldfinger panel, but drowsiness struck like a tiger jumping out of the grass by the roadside.

No sooner had his head hit the pillow than he passed out.

Woke up the next day.

The clock showed 7:05.

The temperature outside the window is very low, the sky is overcast and low, looking like a snowy day.

Seeing such a sky, the dizzy Nance couldn't get any motivation to get up.

He turned on the TV with the remote control, curled up on the bed and watched the morning news for a while.

The announcer was reporting the upcoming mayoral election in Shin-Yokohama. Several powerful candidates took turns to appear on the scene, but none of them were pleasing to the eye.

After watching for 15 minutes, I'm hungry.

"Jingling Jingling~"

Nance lowered his head slightly, and it was the ringtone from the dial on his wrist.

This is an interactive entertainment terminal, which is equivalent to the super mobile phone of this era, and can simulate the projection of characters.

Snapped!
The cover pops off.

The translucent figure of Miss Adjutant floats above the dial.

"Good morning, Headmaster."

"Morning, Miss Tokisaki." Nance greeted lazily.

Adjutant Tokisaki, who is blond and has a sweet voice, looked at his boss: "Is the section chief free in the morning?"

"I'm forgetting food and sleep."

"what?"

"Stay in the dormitory like a waste and forget to eat."

"..."

Even though it was a projection, Nance could see the corners of Miss Adjutant's eyes twitching.

Hey.

This little guy is so realistic.

Could it be a real-time projection?
Nance quickly wiped his eye poo and straightened his back: "Is Miss Tokisaki okay?"

"Later, the lawyers from the Evelace Group will come to Section [-]." Adjutant Tokisaki tried to maintain a calm tone, and reported to his superiors: "If there is not enough evidence, we will arrest Miss Ximena before noon. let go."

My head hurts when I hear this.

"Trouble you to deal with them. You don't have to ask me anything, you can decide. I haven't had breakfast yet, so that's it. Bye, I have to drink tea."

Finished in one breath.

Cut off the communication directly.

"I hope the Demon Queen won't hate me, an innocent traverser who took the blame..."

Nance sighed slightly, got up and went to the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth with half-closed eyes.

"Whoa..."

He scooped up a handful of water and slapped it on his face.

Lift your gaze to the mirror.

The face of a young man in his early twenties.

Nance stepped back and took a look at himself.

Black hair and black eyes, long thighs and tendons, looks very nice... It's just that he is a little bit listless, otherwise he would be even more handsome.

The aftermath of the obliteration of the spirit is still very serious. The memory of the former section chief has been completely lost, and his head has become empty.

He casually hummed "YMCA" to adjust his state.

“I said young man pick yourself off the ground.”

(I said bro, cheer me up!)
“I said young man 'cause you are in a new town.”

(Because you have come to this new home!)
In the middle of humming, Nance thought of some funny little old man with blond hair and red face.

Ok.

Running for mayor is worse than dancing.

While shaking his legs, he finished washing his face.

As soon as I picked up the shirt and put it on, I found that the buttons on the cuffs had fallen off.

But none of that matters.

Because the spirit has fully returned.

All fear, confusion, and uneasiness about the new environment temporarily disappeared with the singing.

He has always been an optimistic person.

Especially good at self-comfort and emotional adjustment.

"YMCA!"

Shaking his shoulders and putting on his coat, Nance tied his tie in the mirror, and put on black leather shoes in front of the shoe cabinet.Dressed neatly, he took his wallet and pushed the door out, looking for a place to have breakfast.

When you are full, you have energy to do things!

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Shin-Yokohama is the largest city in California.

The urban area is divided into two parts, the island area and the old area, separated by Victoria Harbor Bay.

Lesson [-] is located on a high platform behind the pier in the old district. Nan Si pushed the door out, and what he saw was an open scenery.

There is a large piece of sea water between the two urban areas, the sea water is gray, and there are towering skyscrapers on the opposite side of the sea.

The projection of the brightly colored giant goldfish shines under the gloomy sky, and the suspended train shuttles between buildings.Countless glass curtain walls are illuminated by neon, like countless swords and swords, giving people a sense of danger.

Looking at this high-tech picture, a sense of dizziness suddenly spread in Nance's mind.

In the year 269 of the new era, the city I live in was rated as the worst city in the empire... just kidding.

He made fun of himself, and continued to look across the sea at the city of the future.

Those huge glowing high-rise buildings, like giant anthills, present the appearance of a highly developed capitalist society; they are also like a starship cemetery, where static beauty and violent momentum are intertwined into a huge doomsday fantasy.

of course.

That's the new area.

The old district is not so good.

Nan Si moved his eyes slightly, and looked at the Qingshan Bridge connecting the island area and the old area.

The well-dressed guards ruthlessly questioned the citizens who wanted to enter the island area, and all those who did not meet the requirements were violently persuaded to return.

At the other end of the bridge is the old district of Shin-Yokohama. There are no bright and beautiful buildings in sight, but only a huge gray walled city and ruined shanty towns.

Order and chaos, rich and poor, clean and dirty... Victoria Harbor Bay separates two classes, and even two completely different worlds.

With such a huge sense of separation, if Dickens were to come and live there for three to five years, wouldn't it be possible to write another "A Tale of Two Cities"?
Nance's thoughts wandered endlessly.

A fishing boat "Tsim Sha Tsui" passed the bottom of the bridge, black and gray waves surged, and many dead fish rushed to the beach along with the waves.

In this situation, no matter how optimistic he is, Nance is not optimistic about his future.

The memory of the original class leader has disappeared completely. Now he is like a new player without a novice tutorial. He will game over at any time, and he can't save and reopen.

Lady Luck will definitely favor me!
Nance could only comfort himself in this way.

"Ah~"

Yawning to the streets of the old district.

The time is the end of October.

Dirty snowdrifts piled up on both sides of the street, and the air was cold, heavy, and tense. Pedestrians needed to pay attention to their feet to avoid slipping.

The young girls were all blushing from the cold, and from time to time they put their hands to their mouths to breathe, spit out clouds of white mist.

The climate has completely changed.

Nance paced slowly while watching the unfamiliar street scene.

The block behind the port is called Spana District, which is an old entertainment block, and it really has an alias of "Night City".

It is daytime now, and the doors and windows of the shops in this area are all closed, and the neon lights and holographic signs are all waiting for the night to come alone under the leaden sky.

Dirty water flows across the road, and debris is littered.

Judging by the freshness of the garbage, it should have been made last night.

After strolling around for a while, I came to a living area called Renqing, and the atmosphere of life suddenly became much stronger.

"Come here, delicious meat buns!"

"5p apples!"

"Seafood, seafood, fresh seafood!"

"Fresh greenhouse vegetables..."

Vendors in fixed stores on the side of the road are loudly attracting customers, and itinerant vendors pushing small carts are also sparing no effort to sell among the crowd, moving forward at a snail's pace.

Most of the hurried citizens waved their hands away impatiently.

Today's job has not been settled yet, and if you want to consume, you have to wait until you earn money...

Nance stepped on the wet road, clutching the wallet in his pocket, and squeezed through the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd on the street.

What I hear in my ears are all kinds of Chinese with the flavors of new horse, curry, foot pot, and durian.They are everywhere, everywhere, but always drowned out by the collective noise of the crowd.

Looking at it from any angle, you can see messy buildings, wet ground, endless signboards, and white water vapor rising up along the pipes;

There are both internal combustion vehicles and suspended trams running on the street, and even a western-style palace carriage and human-powered rickshaw appear from time to time.

Technology is highly developed, but the living standards of most ordinary people are not high—this is Nansi's first impression of the city of Shin-Yokohama.

Walk forward for a while and come to the leisure square in the center of the block. There are street singers playing guitar by the fountain.

The melody is sometimes melodious and sometimes unrestrained.

A group of ragged, sallow-faced children surrounded him, dancing to the beat on the snow.

Opposite is a mayoral candidate giving a speech.

He denounced privatization and advocated that enterprises related to people's livelihood should be owned by the city hall and increase investment in infrastructure construction.

A group of delicate girls in kimonos are taking photos and posting on social software. They are laughing and laughing at how stupid the candidate’s ideas are; next to it is an Arab woman with a veil, who is standing and listening to the speech, as if she is listening to the Holy Spirit. sound.

Nance made his way through the crowd alone.

Human sorrows and joys are not interlinked.

The excitement is all local aborigines, he is just walking on the edge of the deserted Mars.

There are various stalls around the square.

Food stalls, coffee shops; air gun shooting, snake charmers; and fortune-telling and divination booths open opposite.

The big blond woman with a crystal ball in front of her kept waving her hands to greet the guests: "Please come here for a fortune-telling, but be careful, your fate is about to take a big turn..."

The old man with a mustache and a long coat was also shouting: "Testing fate, referring to getting lost, and counting luck. They are all secret techniques left by the ancestors in the previous record. If they don't work, you don't need money..."

In this small square, there are people of all colors and clothes, all speaking Chinese.The signboards are also all in Chinese, occasionally mixed with a little strange Latin.

It seems that the current world is a world of great cultural integration, and no concept of nation has been discovered yet.

"May I buy a flower, sir?"

A little flower girl suddenly appeared in front of Nance. She had big clear and innocent eyes, and her face and lips were red from the cold.

(End of this chapter)