It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

"Why? You farted and someone stuffed a firecracker into your mouth, and you don't get mad?"

The plane tree sneered.

"Uh"

Although its metaphor was a bit fresh and unconventional, Liu Zheng did understand it.

Obviously, it was the fire mage's blow before leaving that punctured the hemorrhoids in the sewer.

"Hurry."

Before the plane tree could finish its sentence, the ceiling suddenly closed and clamped the tree roots off.

The broken tree roots fell to Liu Zheng's feet like a piece of dead insect.

"You can't leave."

A voice said faintly.

"Who?"

Liu Zheng looked in the direction of the sound vigilantly.

"A ghost."

A red shadow floated out from the wall.

It has no face and its shape is extremely vague.

One could only vaguely see that it was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a coat.

"All the passages leading up have been blocked. You have no choice but to stay here."

Red Ghost said.

"Why did you have to tell me this specifically?"

Liu Zheng asked.

“Only when people truly understand their situation can they make the right choice.”

The Red Ghost walked over slowly.

Although it could float, it felt extremely heavy, as if countless mountains were pressing down on it.

"What choice?"

He did not retreat, but took the initiative to meet it.

"Live or die."

The Red Ghost stopped a few steps away from him and spoke.

Liu Zheng frowned.

He smelled a strong smell of rust and gunpowder.

"you can help me?"

he asked.

"Yes."

Red Ghost nodded.

"What do I have to give?"

“It is a good quality to know how to give before you receive.”

Red Ghost's tone seemed to be somewhat appreciative.

“This is the truth of the world.”

Not to mention that Liu Zheng is an old hand who has been struggling in society. Even if he is a young man who is ignorant of the world, as long as he can survive in this strange world, he will definitely understand this point deeply.

"Unfortunately, the truth has always been in the hands of a few people."

“And even if someone wants to spread the truth, they will be stopped by the majority of the minority.”

The Red Ghost seemed to have something else in his words.

"Let's get back to the point. What do I want you to do to help me get out of the sewer?"

He interrupted the Red Ghost.

"It's simple. Help us generate electricity."

The Red Ghost was not angry and spoke directly.

"what?"

"Our electricity usually comes from hydroelectric power, but now that the water supply has been cut off, the electricity has also been cut off."

"So, we need you to help us generate electricity."

Red Ghost explained.

"I have no problem with running on the generator, but isn't it a bit inefficient? I still have to make a delivery later."

"Wait, you just said human power generation, right?"

Liu Zheng suddenly realized the problem.

"Of course, you can only generate a few kilowatt-hours of electricity by pedaling."

Red Ghost nodded.

".Okay, how much do you want?"

He said helplessly.

"Not necessarily. It depends on your situation. Follow me. The sewers are going to be detoxified."

The Red Ghost pointed to the ceiling.

Liu Zheng looked up and saw that white tumors were growing rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, they grew to the size of fists and densely covered the entire ceiling.

Then, all the white tumors opened their eyes and looked at Liu Zheng.

"Close your eyes."

Red Ghost said.

He closed his eyes as he was told.

The moment he closed his eyes, Liu Zheng saw the red ghost pounce on him.

"Go forward, stop when I say stop, and open your eyes."

The Red Ghost's voice sounded above him.

Faced with this situation, Liu Zheng could only follow its guidance.

He counted in his mind as he walked.

When he counted to 653, the Red Ghost finally spoke.

"Stop."

Liu Zheng stopped and opened his eyes.

In front of him was a security door similar to that of a bank vault.

"Turn the valve and go in."

Red Ghost said.

Liu Zheng turned the valve as instructed, pushed it open and entered the door.

"Click."

With the sound of a mechanism engaging, the security door closed automatically.

It was suddenly pitch black inside the door.

"Paul, turn on the emergency lights."

Red Ghost shouted.

"Okay, teacher."

A little boy's voice responded.

As soon as he finished speaking, several green lights lit up.

Although the brightness was not high, Liu Zheng was able to see the situation here clearly thanks to his strong physique.

The space is about the size of a classroom and is surrounded by metal walls.

There were more than a dozen desks and chairs in the middle of the classroom, and on each chair sat a child in school uniform.

The boy was wearing a gray suit and trousers, a military cap on his head, and leather shoes on his feet.

The girls wore white lace dresses and tulle flowers of different colors on their heads.

Their clothes all looked worn, but still kept their cohesion.

Judging from their appearance, these children should all be human.

But Liu Zheng always felt something was wrong.

When he got closer, he finally understood why.

These children are all broken.

Chapter 72: Use your hands and feet alternately

The parts of them that were exposed were all made up of many pieces sewn together.

Not only are their skin colors different, but their ages are also different.

Some still have the skin of a baby, while others are already adults.

But what is the same is that their underlying color reveals a kind of deathly paleness.

The children looked at Liu Zheng curiously, their eyes filled with a clarity and purity that totally inconsistent with their terrifying appearance.

"Teacher, is this our new classmate?"

A girl asked innocently.

Her flower was larger than the others and golden brown, like a Queen Alexandra birdwing.

"No, Tonya. This is the electrician I hired."

Red Ghost said gently.

An electrician, I guess.

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes but said nothing.

"Great, this will brighten up the classroom."

"We can read again."

"Mr. Electrician, can you help me fix my music box? It won't sing."

The children chattered like little sparrows.

"Even if I were really an electrician, I wouldn't repair a music box."

He wanted to say that.

But looking at the little girl with an expectant look on her face, he really couldn't say it.

"I'll try, but I can't guarantee it will fix it."

Liu Zheng said.

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Electrician."

The little girl said politely, then jumped off the chair excitedly, jumping towards the space further inside.

He then discovered that she had only one foot.