Weird Decomposition Guide

After walking out of the hotel, He Shan looked at the sun in the sky, and was about to go to the sorcerer in Songyang City, and ask for a topographic map of the overlapping area of ​​Songyang City.

News here is blocked, so the Exception Management Bureau does not know the situation here.

He Shan didn't want to scan the entire Songyang City like a headless fly.

Instead, I want to pick out the key points from all overlapping areas, and then slowly harvest.

Although Songyang City does not communicate with the outside world, since the city can survive to the present, at least it should have some understanding of the overlapping areas.

But as soon as he got out of the hotel, He Shan noticed another thing.

That is, the atmosphere of this city has changed!

Colorful papers were posted everywhere on the street, and people were setting off fireworks.

Yesterday, those people with ‘dead horse’ faces all had a smile on their faces. They were holding drinks and barbecue in their hands, and they were having a strange carnival.

"What's going on... Is it true that what I saw yesterday is fake, or what I see now is fake?"

He Shan pinched his cheek, then stimulated his brain with mental power.

Finding that he was neither asleep nor in a dream now, everything he saw was real.

In each slightly more spacious place, there are long tables, on which are placed a variety of food and fruits, as well as some exquisite hip flasks.

The citizens of Songyang City who drank and ate meat were completely different from the victims He Shan saw yesterday.

"My fellow, I want to ask, where did the meat and alcohol come from?" He Shan stopped, and an uncle with a big brain and a thick neck asked.

Yesterday every resident was full of vigilance towards He Shan.

But today these people are very enthusiastic.

"Young man, come and enjoy with us. This is a festival that only takes place once a week. There is unlimited food and wine. Is there a better place than here."

The uncle was stuffing wine and meat into his stomach, as if he couldn't support it at all.

The whole Songyang City is simply going on a carnival.

Both men and women, young and old, are eating and drinking crazily, while singing and dancing non-stop.

He Shan walked on the street calmly. In such an environment, he couldn't imagine who should be asked to ask about the overlapping area layout of Songyang City.

After looking for it for a long time, he didn't even see anyone who looked like a manager.

Suddenly He Shan saw a figure that didn't match the atmosphere of this carnival. It was the kid who took him before.

The child stood in a corner, watching people enjoying a delicious meal, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't participate in this carnival, just stood there and watched.

"Why don't you go drinking and eating meat with them?" He Shan walked to him and asked.

When the child saw He Shan, his eyes lit up.

"My mother said that these things are poisonous and cannot be eaten, but no one believes what her mother said."

"These things are poisonous?"

He Shan was stunned, walked to a table and picked up a fragrant smoked chicken leg.

"Broken!"

Two withered leaves flew past his eyes, and then a substantial golden light appeared in his eyes.

After turning on the power, the chicken legs changed in He Shan's eyes.

"This...not a chicken leg."

In He Shan's eyes, this chicken leg is not made of flesh and blood, but of energy.

So these chicken legs should be made by something.

No wonder the citizens of Songyang City, after eating a big meal in seven days, are only yellow and thin without starving to death.

No wonder they are so overeating, but they will not be sustained.

Moreover, although the power that makes up the drumstick does not seem to be conspicuously polluted, there is a disharmonious power inside, which makes He Shan feel a sense of disgust for the drumstick.

He Shan knelt down and asked curiously, "How did your mother know that these chicken legs are poisonous?"

The child shook his head, perhaps only his mother knew.

Just when He Shan wanted to find his mother and understand the situation, this carnival changed again.

Several huge fireworks rose into the sky, dyeing the sky into brilliant colors, and all the food and wine were turned into colorful light spots and dissipated in the air.

The festive atmosphere in Songyang City disappeared without a trace, and everyone once again turned into a humiliated look.

But people are holding their stomachs, they have already had a full meal.

Everyone knelt on the ground, looking in one direction in reverence, with a frenzy in their eyes.

‘Laheeee...laheeee...’

Strange but mysterious music sounded, and a special team came from the north.

The team had a total of more than a dozen carriages, each of which was drawn by two white horses. Without exception, there were fat people in gorgeous clothes sitting in the carriages.

These fat people wore veils on their heads, covering their true faces, looking condescendingly at the people who were kneeling on the ground.

On both sides of the carriage, there were servants playing musical instruments.

"These people are..." He Shan knelt down and asked the kid.

The child said: "They are the nobles who live in the inner city. The weekly celebration is held by them. Without them, everyone in Songyang would have starved to death."

"Inner city?" He Shan narrowed his eyes: "Where does Songyang City come from the inner city?"

Last night, when He Shan was looking for a hotel, he also wandered around, but he didn't find that there is an inner city in Songyang.

The child said longingly: "The inner city is very mysterious. Only the nobles and those selected by the nobles can enter the inner city."

"There is no hunger there, there is no pain in UU reading www.uukahnshu.com, and you can enjoy the same life as during the celebration every day..."

He Shan sneered at this rhetoric.

Judging from his experience as a senior sorcerer, these fat guys definitely have big problems.

He frowned and looked at these gorgeously dressed fat guys.

In his sight, these people were covered with a faint mist, which made him unable to see the true condition of these guys.

Unless you look at these fat guys with deceptive eyes, but that is almost equivalent to provocation.

In such a city that doesn't care about it, it is best not to do this until the situation is clear.

While He Shan was thinking, those carriages had already reached the center of Songyang's largest square.

The fat man sitting on the first carriage stretched out a hand, and a man dressed like a rooster stood up.

"Compatriots in Songyang City, the world is facing a doomsday crisis. Countless people outside are starved to death and killed by monsters."

"The remaining people in the outside world are brutal cannibals. They occasionally come to Songyang City to find food. Don't be fooled by their rhetoric..."

"But the nobles are very kind. If those outsiders want to participate in the festival, you don't have to stop them."

…

The man spent more than ten minutes talking about the dangers outside, and then the style of painting changed, and he began to praise the merits of the nobles again.

In the end, he turned to the main topic: "Priests, you have already distributed fine wine and food, and you should fulfill your promises."

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