Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

Everyone felt that the loli black shadow over there was very mysterious, powerful, and had a strange temperament that attracted them.

Yuanzi was still eating, and some non-believers came over, very curious, and wanted to chat with Yuanzi.

They didn't think about anything extra, they just became interested in this, and wanted to know what kind of tortuous past Yuanzi had.

However, Yuanzi had nothing to say to them, and had no desire to chat.

It would be okay if the beautiful girl came over, but now the fog is so thick and everyone's faces are hazy, Yuanzi is not interested at all.

A few words drove away the ignorant masses. The masses were disappointed and did not get the response they deserved from Yuanzi.

But on the other hand, what are they expecting?

Mariko was just sitting there eating breakfast, and others couldn't help walking over on two legs, so naturally there was no response.

Yuanzi quickly finished his breakfast, took the monitor's hand and left quickly.

There was no such strange person as Mariko in the cafeteria, and it immediately became ordinary.

Everyone has returned to the stage of worrying, worrying that the strange things on the surface will kill them from above.

Everyone finally understands why the authorities have to close the passage to go out, do you not close the passage and wait for death?

The volunteer team of one hundred people who tried to explore the surface was also stopped by public opinion and no longer went to the surface to die.

Although everyone knows the truth and understands the official difficulties, the truth itself has created a new source of fear, and everyone is worried about the danger on the surface.

Not many people cared about Yuanzi, but the people who had communicated with Yuanzi in the cafeteria didn't think so, they cared a lot.

At the same time, Mariko's voice sounded again in their minds.

An inexplicable restlessness rose from the bottom of my heart, wanting to chase that loli figure.

reason?unnecessary.

The weak chase the strong, that's all.

"I want to find her!"

"Maybe she can lead everyone out of the predicament." Someone murmured.

Trust for no reason ran wildly in his heart, Yuanzi was such a person, possessing a super charm that ordinary people did not have.

Ordinary people are like fireflies, but Yuanzi is as eye-catching as the bright moon.

But when they rushed out of the cafeteria, looking at the two vast mist, they were at a loss and couldn't find the person who left a deep impression on them.

A girl knelt down in the "OTZ" position, regretting not chasing after her to ask if her name was Mariko.

"I want to get closer, but I don't dare to ask." The librarian girl said sadly, her eyes were bloodshot.

Since January 1, Mariko borrowed a book from the library and left.

The librarians lost sleep.

Today is January 1th, and they suffered from insomnia for three days and three nights.

In the dream it was Yuanzi's voice, and after waking up from the dream, I would still think of Yuanzi's voice from time to time.

They waited in the library for three days, but Mariko did not arrive.

I finally met today, but I was driven away without saying a few words.

The girl continued to reflect on herself, but Yuanzi had already walked away.

Mariko does not have to go to work during the thick fog.

The biology laboratory on the squad leader's side will also be invaded by dense fog, making it impossible to perform sophisticated operations, which is equivalent to a shutdown state.

The two stayed off work until lunch, and the fog did not disappear.

By the way, in order to avoid being besieged again, Yuanzi changed to a canteen to eat.

The time continued on the 20th of the next day, and the fog still did not disappear.

An astonishing statistic was broadcast on the radio. The dense fog with visibility within one meter has lasted for more than 44 hours.

"This weather won't last forever?" Yuanzi had a terrible thought when he heard the broadcast.

"It shouldn't be that bad, it's really like this, how can we work." The squad leader also hesitated.

But Mariko thought about it in his heart, and remembered the title of this game "Underground Fog City".

If the follow-up is always foggy, maybe it is really possible.

The two went on their way to eat breakfast worriedly.

Everyone in the restaurant is spreading a lot of negativity, but there is still a little hope for the time being-the fog will clear, and there will be work.

Without jobs, shelters can quickly become overwhelmed.

There were already a large number of people on strike a few days ago, and if the shelter was shut down for several days due to the fog, a foreseeable collapse would be imminent.

At that time, how Yuanzi and Yuanzi will survive will become the first thing to consider.

The squad leader suddenly said at this time: "Mariko, if the shelter collapses, the first thing that will happen is the food. Agriculture and animal husbandry are cultivated in the deep underground, where there are heavily guarded, so it is not easy to manage. We may need to find a force that can grab the food. .”

Chapter 110 The Tide of Collapse

In the city on the ground, the two don't need to think about what will happen if the society collapses, and they can find things to grow everywhere.

But in the refuge, the planned economy controls the final source of food, and everyone depends on food for food. If there is a problem with the food supply, it will usher in a collapse.

There are a group of residents in the residential layer whose job duties are to go down to the deep layer to feed the poultry and maintain the machines used in the planting industry.

The tech in the sanctuary has enabled automated farming, but not high enough to do without human care.

The point of collapse now depends on whether these agricultural workers can be competent for this management job in the foggy day.

If any machine breaks down and needs to be overhauled, and the foggy weather affects the operation, the possibility of the collapse of the food chain is infinite.

In fact, Yuanzi didn't think about it enough.

The higher authorities of the shelter have already thought about the impact of tattoos on agricultural workers.

There was a machine error in the fog yesterday, and someone was sent to repair it. As a result, the tattooed person with pica came and suddenly became nervous and ate the machine.

Speaking of this is outrageous, how can human teeth bite off the alloy iron skin of the machine.

But under the blessing of the tattoo, the man's teeth really bit through, causing extremely serious trouble.

The upper floor originally wanted to overhaul after the fog cleared today, but it turns out, good guy, the fog has no intention of disappearing at all.

"There are almost no people without tattoos now, and everyone has tattoos."

In a high-level conference room, more than a dozen powerful and influential figures had a sullen face and slapped the table for a meeting.

"Even everyone here has awakened tattoos, I'm right."

The director sitting at the head was wearing black short sleeves, with a fish scale tattoo on the back of his right palm.

The director's fish scale tattoo trembled slightly, everyone subconsciously glanced at it, and then looked at their own tattoos.

"It is definitely impossible to conduct any census work to verify the coverage of tattoos. In short, it is dangerous to let tattooed people take care of agricultural affairs. In case all the food is swallowed, or steel teeth grow out and the machine is gnawed, our shelter It's all over."

"Distribute inhibitors to those workers in the Ministry of Agriculture, and the source of food must be strictly controlled."

"But the production of inhibitors is not that large, and the number of workers in the Ministry of Agriculture is very large."

"The trainees of the black glove organization and research institute stopped supplying inhibitors, and then stopped the inhibitors of some regular personnel based on their performance, striving to fully supply the workers of the Ministry of Agriculture and maintain the stable production of food sources."

"Of course, we have to explain the reason clearly, and we can't let these employees who have been cut off their confessions have bad thoughts. After all, food is the core, and tattoo desires can be suppressed by themselves."

The bosses talked for a while, and voted for approval with a show of hands.

Soon, the resolutions passed at the meeting were communicated to the bottom through various official channels.

In the early morning of the 21st, the squad leader received the news that the supply of inhibitors had been stopped.

"Yuanzi, my inhibitor has been stopped. The reason is to supply the workers of the Ministry of Agriculture to stabilize food production." The squad leader took out his mobile phone and showed it to Yuanzi.

Mariko glanced at it, but didn't pay much attention, "It's okay, I'll ask the old artist for a dose, at worst, I'll draw another painting for him."

Yuanzi did what he said, chatting privately with the old painter first, and making an appointment for an inhibitor.

However, at noon, the old painter said that there was no way to get new inhibitors. This was a rule set by the Supreme Council, which was strictly enforced.

The person in charge of distributing the inhibitors was also replaced by another high-ranking existence. The old painter said that he was helpless, and now even he himself could not get the inhibitors.

On Yuanzi's side, he also received some inside information from Captain Luo.

Employees without combat effectiveness were first deactivated from the inhibitors.

Then, employees with mediocre performance recently were also suspended from inhibitors. Originally, Yuanzi had been fishing for several days and had to be suspended from inhibitors.

Then the black-gloved personnel found out that Yuanzi was not an infected person, and there was no supply in the first place, so they skipped it, assuming nothing happened.

It was just a noon time, and the employees of the Black Gloves and the research institute were all in a commotion.

Although this thing can only be suppressed for a week, everyone also has something to look forward to.

Now the next week's goods will definitely not be available, and the fear continues to deepen.

This thing is issued once a week, and when the monitor received it last time, he only took one dose from the research institute on Monday.

It's Wednesday, and I have to refill the potion in four days.

The squad leader thought for a while, and took out the two inhibitors from the old painter at home.

Originally there were three potions, but after drinking one, the remaining two potions remained unchanged.

The squad leader had his work supply of potions, so he didn't drink them.

Even with their diminished potency, they are now prized treasures.

"We have inhibitors, and the common people outside have no supply of inhibitors from beginning to end...they will be the first to collapse."

The squad leader looked at the inhibitor that was no longer shining, and unconsciously looked out the window, thinking of the civilian employees who were tortured by desire.

"Roar--"

There was a huge roar outside the house, like the sound of a wild animal.

The squad leader's face changed, it was terrible, some people couldn't restrain their inner impulse.

Yuanzi also got up quickly, picked up the throwing knife by the table, and silently checked the system.

System: No killing intent within the sensing range.

On this day, roars sounded from time to time.

The fog was so thick that the black glove mechanism couldn't move at all.

Black Gloves received a large number of calls to the police, but at this point in time, who would do this kind of fog to call the police?

No one wants to call the police!

How would they fight the murderous desirers in the fog?

Everyone in the black glove organization shirks work, and the functions of the violent organization are completely shut down, turning them into useless departments.

Those who desire to kill are like beasts coming out of the cage, constantly hunting and killing weak humans in the fog.

The pica patient couldn't bear the drive of desire, his teeth mutated, and he began to grind his teeth with his own iron gate.

The self-abuse patient is tied to the bed by his family, and his life is worse than death.

Not to mention those who abuse people, they are already secretly happy.

Yuanzi didn't go out, but just looked at the fog outside through the window, and felt that the negative emotions lingering over the city could not be dispelled.

Unquenchable desires are everywhere.

"This dense fog is like a catalyst. The more fear you have, the more you catalyze the activation of your inner demons." Such an inspiration flashed in Yuanzi's heart.

The squad leader speculated that the civilians would collapse first, and at night, it really came true.

广播里传来消息，2、4、7、8和9号食堂沦陷了，被杀人欲望者杀得血流成河。

There are also some cafeterias that have been taken over by secret organizations and are not open to non-teaching personnel. The announcer asked the general public to temporarily avoid eating time. It is not safe anywhere now, and it is not recommended to go out.

At the same time, a large number of members of the esoteric religion emerged in the community group, no longer hiding, but claiming that they have taken over the cafeteria, and as long as they believe in their sect, they can get supplies.

"The weather has changed." The squad leader looked at the massive news in the community group and felt deeply pressured.

Agriculture has not yet fallen, but human beings are the first to collapse.