Hei Deng Xia Huo
Chapter 84 Luck
The group traveled in a dozen or so hover vehicles, heading west out of the city.
Along the way, Li Ang casually surveyed the street scenes of Mumbai. This city, once touted as surpassing Yin City, was very... amazing.
The roads were riddled with potholes, stinking ditches, and cow dung pits. The streets were lined with low, crowded shanty houses.
These houses were of simple construction, chaotic distribution, and lacked basic services like water, electricity, sanitation, and other basic services.
Worse than the shanty towns were the vast slums—the houses in the truly bottom-level slums were basically cobbled together with rusty iron sheets and scraps of cloth.
Like coffins, they were densely packed together.
Between the houses, only one or two people could pass.
The entire area was awash in sewage, reeked with stench, and was perpetually dark.
In stark contrast, not far from the slums, stood the glittering modern commercial buildings, hotels, and villas that had sprung up from the ground.
"The people of Mumbai don't seem too nervous,"
Li Ang said casually, looking with interest at the street scenes on either side of the city's edge.
The hover train maintained its suspended state, more than three meters above the ground. Looking down, one could see taxis and rickshaws still running on the streets.
Many Mumbaikars walked calmly on the streets.
Occasionally, one or two cows would leisurely sway their heads and tails, swaggering across the street.
"The way these Indians think is rather magical,"
The head of the Special Affairs Bureau's office in India turned around and explained to Li Ang with some helplessness, "They were only flustered on the first day when they didn't know what was happening.
But after learning that it was the legendary King Shibi, they calmed down instead and continued their daily lives, eating and drinking as usual.
Those who should set up stalls set up stalls,
Those who should go to work go to work,
Even more calm than us.
Presumably, they think that King Shibi, who cut his flesh to feed the eagle, is a benevolent monarch in mythology.
Entering his Buddha-land would not be life-threatening, but would rather allow them to live a peaceful life ahead of time.
Before, some people, especially the poor, would secretly run into the Buddha-land themselves.
All parties tried to dissuade them, but to no avail.”
As a large South Asian country with a population of 1.3 billion, India's social structure has not undergone fundamental changes due to the appearance of the Killing Game.
The lives of the people at the bottom have not improved much.
On the contrary, India's folk caste system and feudal ignorance have intensified.
Player qualifications are understood by them as being blessed by gods and Buddhas.
Lower castes and untouchables are sources of pollution.
Higher castes who stay with these people will be polluted, thereby losing the divine blessing they should have received.
Therefore, in order to eliminate pollution, to allow India to have more transcendents, and to make India great again, caste segregation must be more actively promoted.
Treat those sources of pollution more harshly.
Moreover, since player qualifications are a blessing from gods and Buddhas, and European Heavy Industries Group is openly selling defective gene potions that can grant extraordinary abilities in India,
Many middle and lower-class Indian families, in order to allow their children to have the "opportunity" to become immortals and Buddhas,
Spare no expense, selling their family property,
To buy a defective gene potion from the European Heavy Industries Group—the quality control of this type of potion is extremely poor, and it is completely unclear what kind of extraordinary ability can be obtained or what side effects it will have before taking it.
If you are unlucky, not to mention becoming a transcendent and your whole family rising in social class,
It is also possible to become paralyzed and die on the spot.
Even if you are lucky enough to receive a good superpower, it does not mean you can become superior.
You still have to work a long, part-time job for the European Heavy Industries Group to pay off huge loans and subsequent gene enhancement potions.
Those middle and lower-class parents, because they are on the verge of bankruptcy, have to take a small amount of money,
Go to Ashram, which is an Indian monastery, to chant scriptures and practice, praying that their children can become superior people as soon as possible and earn enough money to improve their family's life.
Some Hindu monasteries also function as nursing homes in a sense. The elderly can live in the monastery and leave all their property to the monastery after death, not to their children.
If the elderly are bankrupt and have no money, then the monastery must also bear all the costs of the elderly's food and accommodation.
Some unscrupulous monasteries, in order to save costs and get money quickly, will deliberately harm the elderly, such as not giving them medical treatment, reducing food supplies, and even beating the elderly or poisoning their food and water sources.
Nina, the low-caste Indian girl from the seventh group of the Global Supernatural Alliance, her parents had the idea of selling everything they could sell in their house, collecting money to buy her a gene potion, and then the two of them going to a monastery to wait for death.
Fortunately, Nina was lucky enough to be recruited as a player before that.
Other Indian families were not so lucky.
"For them, rather than living such a muddled, hopeless life, it may be better to risk going to King Shibi's Buddha-land and gamble on being able to enjoy happiness in the next life."
The head of the Indian stronghold spread his hands, helpless about these people's choices.
As they spoke, the hover vehicles passed through the slums on the edge of the city and saw the temporary residential area designated by the Global Supernatural Alliance.
In this area, rows of mobile homes were neatly placed, used to house some of the people who had been moved out of Mumbai.
Looking at the mobile homes individually, they looked a bit like container houses, but they were more spacious, clean, and high-end than ordinary container houses.
When they are stacked together, they become hotel apartments, and elevators and corridors can be installed inside.
In the residential area, commercial malls, squares, parks, schools, and fire stations have even been built.
It is like a small city mansion—living in it may be better than the previous lives of most Mumbai residents.
Li Ang's gaze swept across the temporary residential area. After turning off the divine power link and the psionic network, he could only vaguely feel that there were many gene stealers in this area.
After leaving the urban area and avoiding the messy, complex, and overhead power lines, the speed of the hover vehicles suddenly increased.
Soon, they arrived at the command center of the Global Supernatural Alliance and other organizations.
The command center temporarily borrowed a high-rise building on the edge of Mumbai that had not yet been completed.
It was completed with the help of a transcendent construction team.
The offices of organizations such as the Special Affairs Bureau and the Unusual Incidents Unit of the Federal Bureau of Investigation are located on each floor.
It would not be an exaggeration to regard this building as the most densely populated building of transcendents worldwide in the new stage.
The hover vehicles kept rising until they landed on the roof of the building.
Li Ang and Xing Hechou got out of the car first. Led by agents of the Global Supernatural Alliance, they took the elevator to the temporary command center.