Doomsday Dark Age

"The eagle eye is dead, from now on the eagle eye will be in charge of Phalaenopsis..."

After the warning, Gao Feng changed the subject, looked at Meng Phalaenopsis, and gave a formal explanation. Meng Phalaenopsis hurriedly got up, and instead of staring at her like before, she said solemnly:

"I've already prepared things. Eagle Eye wanted to bargain, so I didn't bring them out. I can give them to you right now..."

Gao Feng nodded and looked at Fan Meiren again. Fan Meiren puffed up her chest and stared at Gao Feng sincerely and enthusiastically.

"Minister Fan's buying of the media is very effective. The next step is to increase investment. Don't be stingy with energy spars. They are the key to success. We must let them make a big noise and let every underground resident know that the city council is unreliable. In addition, you have to appear in the media more, let the people get used to your existence, give them promises, give them hope, and create a heroic image for them to fight against government atrocities. As long as you can achieve the majority agree with you, the mayor is not you None other than..."

"Thank you..., thank you Mr. Gao for giving me this opportunity, thank you for your support, thank you..."

Fan Meiren finally got Gao Feng's official promise, jumped up excitedly, kept bowing to Gao Feng and others, even Chen Fa didn't fall behind, why did he continue to support Gao Feng when Gao Feng was so depressed?It is that he can get unimaginable benefits from Gao Feng, becoming the mayor of the dungeon is a position he could not imagine, Gao Gao easily promised him, why not make him ecstatic?

"As for Nan Feng, the reorganization of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is up to you. The Ministry of Internal Affairs and the City Defense Force must be in our hands. No matter what the situation, no one else is allowed to intervene. As long as the gun is in our hands, there is no need to be afraid of the people below. People are making trouble, why is the city council so embarrassed? Isn't it because they don't have force in their hands?"

Nan Feng didn't want to be as happy as Fan Meiren. He already knew that after Fan Meiren came to power, the position of Minister of Internal Affairs would be his own. With the authority of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the title of a member of parliament would naturally be indispensable. At that time, he would also belong to the privileged class a member. [

"Gu Cun reorganized the city defense army, but you don't need to show up. It's best to hide behind the scenes. I hope you can train a city defense army of 5000 people within three months and be ready for battle..."

When Gao Feng announced the arrangement of the city defense army, everyone else couldn't help but feel shocked. Gao Feng was blatantly becoming a warlord, but no one objected. After all, this was after they captured the city. When the distribution was over, Gao Feng's voice suddenly increased, and his loud words shook everyone's hearts like thunder, making them all pale with fright.

"After we reorganize the city council, we will prepare for a referendum to separate the dungeon from the underground system, encourage citizens to give up their illusions about the core dungeon, and stop trusting the military and the core dungeon that betrayed their interests. , officially became an independent free dungeon..."

The underground city has completely lost its former prosperity and order. More and more departments and companies have laid off employees due to declining profits. More and more citizens have lost their jobs and the ability to repay their loans. On the streets, citizens who have lost their source of livelihood have fallen from worrying about food and clothing to food and clothing. Even if there is relief, it can't quell the anger in their hearts, not to mention the taste and side effects of nutritional pills. Normal people know what a nutrition pill is.

If there is no peak, the dilapidated and bleak rhythm of the dungeon will be slow, and the decline in profits does not mean that it will disappear completely. Some people will be lucky and hope that the city council can do something to revive the dungeon's economy, even if it is temporarily difficult , some people will endure it, but when they learn the truth about the city council’s betrayal of the dungeon, even those who fight against the world will burst into anger from the bottom of their hearts, and this flame is like a prairie fire raging in the dungeon combustion.

When the incident caused by the recycling center provoked attacks from the media, the dominoes collapsed, pushing the lingering dungeon to a desperate situation. People in the desperate situation declared war on the city council with protests. A storm unfolds in the dungeon from bottom to top.

The homeless unemployed protested to the city council day and night in the central square, constantly attacking the defense line of the Ministry of the Interior surrounding the city council, while more people went underground for food and clothing, credit points and living supplies. Stealing and robbing every corner of the city, and some people lost the confidence to live, jumped from tall buildings, and protested the injustice of fate with their own blood.

As more and more truths are revealed, the extravagant lifestyles and a lot of wealth of the sanctimonious congressmen are announced in front of ordinary people, causing them to have strong jealousy and resentment in the face of the powerful gap, Finally someone launched a campaign to evict the city council.

The act of expulsion of the city council made the councilors panic. They thought of 50 years ago, after the failure of the third ground war, the civilians at the bottom of the underground world were overwhelmed, and the riots that swept the entire world caused hundreds of thousands of Many underground people died, dozens of cities and several settlements fell to the ravages of black magic viruses, and there was also a genetic collapse that almost wiped out underground humans.

Fifty years of turmoil is a lingering pain in the underground world. Amidst the destruction and civil strife of scientific and technological achievements and research laboratories, cultural treasures that have been handed down from hundreds of years ago have also disappeared and rotted in abandoned cities. In order to prevent the spread of the plague, many cities blew up the underground transportation network that had been built for hundreds of years, so that each underground city lost the supervision of the core city, and thus went its own way.

Lessons learned from the past made the council members hide in the safest city council like bereaved dogs. Facing the increasingly angry demonstrators, they finally couldn't suppress the fear in their hearts and met the mayor who hadn't shown up for a long time.

The mayor's name is Cheng Junlang, the son of the previous mayor. The first mayor led twelve loyal companions from here to there, and after going through hardships, he built this underground city. , and put on a unique label, which belongs to the Cheng family label.

As the mayor of Cheng Junlang, there is nothing special about him. It is all thanks to the order and rules established at the beginning of the construction of the city that he has achieved today. When the builders of the older generation passed away one after another, the successors of the new generation did not The hard work and progress of the previous generation, relying on the wealth left by the predecessors to enjoy the success.

For a long time, Cheng Junlang and the twelve councilors believed that everything in the dungeon belonged to them, whether it was wealth or population, they were the masters of the dungeon, but they never thought that one day, wealth would abandon themselves .

Eleven despondent and panic-stricken second-generation officials came to the top of the city council. As usual, they were blocked by Cheng Junlang's personal guards. Facing dozens of dedicated and tough elite guards, The councilors did not flinch, and made noise at the gate one after another. [

The noisy councilors tore away their former dignity and nobility, like shrews cursing the street, saying all kinds of ugly words at the gate, words that even prostitutes would blush when they heard them, it was extremely ugly from the mouths of these so-called elites, When everyone was clamoring for the guards to break in, the door, which had been closed for seven or eight days, finally opened, revealing the gorgeous and extravagant room inside.

The moment the room was opened, everyone shut their mouths, waiting for the people inside to come out, and just glanced at the gate, and could see that the furnishings and decorations in the room were all rare and luxurious items, and they could be put in any place. Outside, there are treasures worth tens of millions.

The most precious things in the room are not the precious things obtained from the ground, but all kinds of old antiques. These antiques range from hundreds of years ago to thousands of years ago, blue and white porcelain, hand-painted, mahogany chairs, bluestone carvings, and underground There are only legendary thread-bound books in the world.

These are not rags found in the ruins on the ground. Everything is a carefully preserved boutique. From these antiques, it can be seen that the owner of the room has an extremely long historical background. This is also the unique precipitation of the upper floors of the underground world. They, the top families on the ground, are just a group of nouveau riche with no history.

Without the shocking appearance that he imagined, the unshaven Cheng Junlang appeared in front of everyone in wrinkled clothes that hadn't been changed for an unknown number of days. The fabric of the clothes was the most high-end brocade, and even a large family on the ground might not be able to use this kind of fabric. It can be used in large quantities, and brocade velvet is rare compared to elixir. In addition to being gorgeous and breathable, no one deliberately wants to wear clothes that will wrinkle if they don't change them for a day.

The most important thing in Cheng Junlang's life is appearance. There are thousands of custom-made clothes in the locker. In order to keep the clothes neat and straight, he has to change clothes at least three to five times a day. Seeing him like this now, many noisy congressmen They couldn't help but shut up, they didn't expect Cheng Junlang to be so decadent?

"Mayor, what should we do? The group of ants below are about to ride on us. The dungeon was built by our family brick by brick. They are going to rebel..."

A young and handsome member of parliament was not strong enough to raise his spirits, so he took the lead to ask Cheng Junlang, and the others also looked at Cheng Junlang, as if a tiger were to die, Cheng Junlang had been firmly controlling the dungeon all these years, with vicious methods, and anyone who offended him Anyone who has fallen into Cheng Junlang will disappear in the silence, even if they are in a hurry, no one dares to turn their backs in person.

Empty eyes swept across the crowd with anxious or angry expressions. From Cheng Junlang's unfocused eyes, everyone seemed to have a premonition of something, and couldn't help holding their breath. The oldest and fat congressman suddenly took out a respirator Stuffed it into his mouth, and breathed hard, as if he wanted to inhale the oxygen for the rest of his life into his lungs. Seeing this man's appearance, his face was already human, and his legs began to feel weak, and everyone felt bad At the moment, Cheng Junlang spoke:

"Everyone, from now on, we can only rely on ourselves, the bastards in the military let us handle it by ourselves..."

"What? How could they ignore us? Didn't it be agreed at the beginning? We assisted the military in capturing Shicheng, and the military allowed us to enclose land on the ground. Why did they suddenly go back on their word?"

Hearing the bad news, the youngest councilor shouted first, and the others also argued in disorder. The noise made by more than a dozen people at the same time was like several flies buzzing, making it impossible to hear anything in the corridor except for the noise. arrive.

"Everyone..., everyone..., stop arguing...."

Cheng Junlang yelled suddenly, shaking everyone's eardrums like thunder, stopping their chaotic noise, and looked at Cheng Junlang together.

"The conditions have not changed, and the army's promise is still valid, but the dungeon riots are not included in the military's cooperation conditions, and they have no time to deal with us..."

After Cheng Junlang told the whole situation, he was like a emptied balloon, leaning limply against the wall, staring at the exquisite and old bronze wall lamp on the opposite wall in a daze, as if he didn't want to care about anything anymore.

"This is betrayal, this is betrayal, we haven't completely transferred our wealth, and our property and employees are still in the dungeon. If they don't come to rescue us, what should we do?"

The most worrying thing happened, and everyone panicked. Just as Gao Feng guessed, the city council had indeed betrayed the interests of the underground city. The dungeon remained dull for thousands of years. It has long been unbearable, but the genetic repair medicine promised by the military has aroused the greedy ambitions of the second generation of officials. No one thought that things did not develop as they planned. A small incident happened suddenly , but brewing and fermenting to this point makes them feel like they are sitting on a volcano that is about to erupt.

"What about the Ministry of Internal Affairs? What about the Ministry of Internal Affairs? That bitch Fan Meiren can't cover the sky with the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Don't you all have your own cronies in the Ministry of Internal Affairs? Let the Ministry of Internal Affairs protect us..."