I Was Born In The Underworld Chapter 321: Fortress of Justice, Church (1)

Three months.

In the age of darkness and disaster, the order of human society has fallen.

The new order and rules are changing due to the increasingly harsh environment. The hundreds of city-states in the Dawn Alliance sound good, but in fact most of them are human gathering camps with only a few hundred people.

But... the City of Justice can be regarded as a real city.

It is the core of the Dawn Alliance, like the springs of seas and rivers, causing human beings to gather here, and gradually the scale has exceeded 500,000 people, establishing a real city after the end of the world.

A bigger goal is being implemented.

The City of Justice wants to build itself into a steel fortress, a fortress in the human defense line that can truly resist the tide of corpses.

Its terrain is difficult to defend and difficult to attack. Even if a flood of millions of carrion corpses attack, only a small number of monsters can pass through the rugged mountain road at the same time.

Gu Fan came back here again, and couldn’t help but think of the memories of his previous life. When the Fortress of Justice was in its heyday, the brilliance of steel would shine on the top of the mountain. The light seemed to form a sacred huge palace city.

It's a pity.

It is still under construction. The structure of the steel fortress has not been fully determined. The workers on the low wall are welding and knocking, and a large amount of construction materials are being transported into the city.

"Looks like...the Fortress of Justice is still half a year away from being established."

Gu Fan said to himself, wearing a red robe, he came to the City of Justice as scheduled according to the agreement with the "Ji Shi Hui".

This time, the actions of his big "BOSS" can be described as very secretive.

Only the three major verdicts and the legendary fourteen people in the tribunal know Gu Fan's true identity, and anyone else who has seen Gu Fan will have their memory temporarily erased by the ability of the phantom pupil of hell.

As for Gu Fan, he knew Xu Manman and Lucky Star.

Naturally, Xu Manman's danger is needless to say, the spatial ability is almost like a secret weapon.

Lucky Star's special talent also attracted Gu Fan's attention. Both luck and the attributes of Crow's Mouth are too mysterious, and the change of probability almost involves Xuanzhiyouxuan's fate.

"Hey!"

"The old musket is gone, so much less fun, I really miss the days of bickering with that old fox."

Lucky Star complained that something was missing without the old musket.

The old Musketeer has received a lot of rewards from the Tribunal, plus the previous accumulation... I am afraid that he will be able to enjoy himself for a long time, and he can embrace beautiful women every day, which is really enviable.

The other side.

The well-behaved Xu Manman is like a doll, she doesn't ask too much when she sees something novel, she holds one of Gu Fan's fingers with her sensible little hand, and follows silently.

"From this moment on, our faith is the master..."

Gu Fan squinted at the lucky star, and said lightly: "If you show any flaws, you will die."

Lucky star patted his chest: "Don't worry, and I'm so lucky, it's impossible to expose."

In addition, there is another person following in the dark shadow.

He seems to be able to blend into the darkness and become someone else's shadow, which is Wu Ze, one of the three rulings.

Go to town! !

At this moment, the Fortress of Justice is fully open.

Now is the critical moment for the development of the city. Humans can enter almost without checking, but those aliens with severe limb mutations need to be registered and verified to prevent them from mutating out of control in the city.

Because of this, Jishihui was able to develop here.

Where there is light, there is darkness, and the scale of the Jishihui in the Fortress of Justice is extremely large.

Even though any preaching by the "Ji Shi Hui" was banned on the surface and a wanted order was issued, those fanatics only changed their names a little, and then began to pass on their noble dogma again, saying that they want to save people in the world. In the midst of water and fire...

As agreed.

Gu Fan led the crowd to a certain poor area.

In every city in the last days, there will always be a place where poor refugees live.

They were starved of food, and their tattered clothes gave off a sour smell. The surface of their bodies had not been cleaned for three months.

Many people have no jobs, can't do the hard work of repairing the city walls, and can't have a comfortable place to live. They just lie lazily in the sun and bask in the sun, and a layer of sweat and grease seeps out of the sour body surface come out.

Desperate.

The slums in the last days often reveal a little despair.

They... can't see hope, can't see the future, and live like maggots and ants.

"This kind of environment is the easiest to give birth to faith."

Gu Fan commented in his heart that despair and suffering are like an endless ocean. People who are about to drown in reality need a life-saving straw most. A trace of happiness.

Faith.

At this time, the faith is easier to spread.

In a remote corner of the slum, a dilapidated church appeared in front of everyone in Gu Fan.

It is so dilapidated, there are more than a dozen gaps on a pair of wooden doors, one of which is precarious and almost falls to the ground, and all the furnishings in the church are also very old, and the floor is rotten and smelly The smell of ~IndoMTL.com~ smells very unpleasant.

But even so... it is still a sanctuary for the poor.

Many poor people with sunburned and oily skin and sour smell got into the church. It would be nice to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, even if they don't care about the church's furnishings.

And at this moment.

A girl in sackcloth with a pure face appeared in front of the refugees.

Although this girl is also dressed in rags, she can't hide her white and smooth skin and pure temperament. The face was pitiful...but filled with an expression of pity.

The pure girl is holding a bowl of water.

She came to a refugee, ignored his stench, took out a cotton cloth slightly damp, wiped the festering wounds on his body, and then passed clean water to the man's dry mouth Bian: "Drink."

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

The weak and powerless refugee drank the cool water hungrily, but from time to time his eyes stared at the soft, white and greasy chest of the pure girl. I still want to continue to dig into the rough clothes and sackcloth.

The girl didn't look panicked.

Her expression was more compassionate, the light in her eyes was softer, and her dirty hands gently stroked the cheek of the hungry refugee: "I know, you have suffered a lot..."

The benevolent voice of the girl made the ferocious refugee stand on the spot blankly, his face full of shame and remorse.

"What am I doing!!"

"How can such an angel be insulted by me, she is so kind...how am I like a beast!!"

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