Data Wasteland

: Section 326 Landing

On October 3, 2614, the tenth day of September in the old yellow calendar, the second prince of the Red Dragon Principality, Fein Maris, the second prince and concubine of the former Silverclaw Principality, and the fifth princess of the Principality of Black Feather, Dongfang Xuanran, were married. After more than half a month's journey, the Chunyan sailed upstream and finally came to Sanchahe City, a free trade city.

Looking across it, the city is built along the river, long, narrow and magnificent. The ships docked on the shore can't see the end, and the shards of cargo storage yard is full of containers, layered on top of each other. Looking in the distance, the towering billboards resemble primitive jungles. The giant LCD screens hung in various buildings broadcast advertisements all the time. Colorful neon lights are everywhere, and every corner of the city is filled with commercial atmosphere.

The porters on the dock are like industrious ants, connected head to tail, busy. The wall of the warehouse along the river is covered with posters of various colors. Dazzling handsome men and beauties and a dazzling array of goods are the only themes on the posters.

However, in this place full of money rotten, there is a world away.

In the center of the pier, a huge statue of the goddess stands. With a golden crown in a white robe, blindfolded, he holds a sword in his right hand, a balance in his left hand, a stick in his back, a big dog sitting at his feet, a scepter, books, and a skull.

She is the goddess of contract, Tia, symbolizing fair trade and the spirit of contract, the main **** of merchants, and a symbol of a free trade city.

"We are free, we are free!" "Long live!" "We are back!" "We are home!"

The moment I saw the statue of Tia, the whole ship boiled, the exiles cheered, and their hats and clothes flew out one after another.

Under the guidance of shore personnel, the Chunyan slowly drew ashore. As soon as the approach bridge was lowered, the crowd swarmed down. There is no official inspector to stop and ask, there is a breath of freedom everywhere.

Unlike the frowning groom official Fein Maris at this moment, everyone seemed to be celebrating the festival, rushing into the bar in small groups, picking up the girls, smashing the wine barrels, singing loudly, and partying all night.

But for Chen Xing, the 25,000-mile Long March has not yet come to an end. Standing in the Gothic cathedral in the center of the city, Chen Xing sits in a dimly lit hall. Opposite him is one of the most powerful people in Sanchahecheng, the deputy head of the Sanchahecheng branch of the Guangming Church

Teach Slade Yutian.

Slade is over eighty years old, a little fat, but still red, without a trace of wrinkles on his face. Under the effect of advanced medical technology and psychic evolution, the life span of human beings has broken through the shackles. It is not impossible to be like a young guy at the age of eighty and eighty, as long as money and strength are enough.

"You mean, you want to clean up the sins of 2,105 friends?" Slade asked.

"As you mentioned, we are willing to donate a large sum of money to the church." Chen Xing said.

"Young friend, I must correct it." Slade paused and said, "The ransom is not a donation. In this business, we are just the agent of the White Elephant City. We must turn in the full amount as the maintenance of the clearnet system. Fund. Of course, they will return 5% of the management fee, but that is our labor income."

Chen Xing nodded, expressing his understanding.

"In addition, if you want to regain the status of Clearnet, you need to provide proof of employment for more than five years. You can find the Chamber of Commerce to solve this problem. Those stinky guys will have a solution."

"Thank you for the point." Chen Xing said sincerely, and then asked again, "The amount of the ransom is..."

"It depends on the specific situation..." Slade pondered for a while, leaning forward, and said in a low voice, "You can tell me what these people are."

"Who else can be the refugees everywhere." Chen Xing said.

"Don't pretend to be confused with me, I think, in all likelihood, Xiaodongzhou came over." Slade said, Xiaodongzhou refers to the Black Death Continent.

Chen Xing did not answer, neither admitted nor denied. To such a well-informed person, everything is nonsense.

"I can help you, but..." Slade's tone became serious, "Have you ever thought about who these are, and what does it mean to let them go back to society?"

It was only then that Chen Xing remembered that more than two thousand people were criminals, but criminals who committed serious crimes. Although there are some excuses, it is only a small group of criminals who seriously endanger society.

"It's not the first time I have received smuggling from there

People who return, but I can guarantee that most of them are not good things and will be sent back in a few days. "Slade said.

"They are all mercenaries now, they have their own teams, and they have stable income. After suffering once, most of them won't commit any more." Chen Xing said.

Slade thought for a while, and said, "Eighty gold per person, at least."

Chen Xing calculated it. There were more than 2,000 people and about 170,000 people. The large groups could afford the money, so they made a decision, "I wish we have a happy cooperation!"

"Hehehehe..."

After Chen Xing left, Slade let out a wretched laugh, muttering to himself, "It has made a big business again, with dividends, and can buy some new goods, hehehe..."

With that said, he took off the oil lamp from the wall, walked out of the side hall, walked down a hidden spiral staircase through a long passage, and came to the basement.

Flames the size of soybeans danced in the oil lamps, and the dim flames gradually illuminated the surroundings. All kinds of instruments of torture come into view, such as tall and honest execution chairs, dark shackles, instruments covered with tiny wires, blood-stained slaughterhouses...

On the side is a long row of cells, with white bodies in the black iron fence, which makes people overwhelmed.

When Slade passed by, a woman would pounce on him, clutching the iron fence and begging.

"My lord, please, let me go home." "My lord, I can't take it anymore." "My lord, please forgive my sins, I will never dare anymore." "My lord, my lord..."

Every time Slade would smile and say, "Make atonement for your sins, don't take a chance. As long as you pay for your sins, you can go back."

There are mainly three kinds of women. One is that they can't pay off high debts and are unwilling to be exiled. They are introduced here through debt companies; the second is that they want to obtain clearnet status but are unwilling to pay ransom, so they put themselves Treated as an atonement; the third is foolishly deceived, thinking it is to redeem the sins and enter the kingdom of heaven in the future.

But no matter how you came in, as long as you step into this door, even if you can leave later, your soul will be imprisoned here forever, becoming an indelible memory.

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