The middle-aged man walked over while eating steamed buns. He came to Baiyin and handed him the two steamed buns in the bag.

"You're hungry, it's just the dining room is open, I got it from it!"

"Thank you, but we just ate it!" Bai Yin said politely, but the middle-aged man had already come over.

"If you can eat more, eat more. If you don't eat, don't eat. If you go to my place, you can't eat the coarse grains here."

After he said that, he led the way.

Silver feathers followed behind.

Baiyin divided a steamed bun for Baiyu.

The two of them entered their mouths almost at the same time.

Then, they all showed some ugly expressions.

——

The smell of this steamed bun...

How to say it, it's very unpalatable.

It's a bit bitter, like a bowl of searched porridge and moldy cheese.

Baiyin forced the mouth to swallow, and then handed the rest to the black figure on his back.

Heizi sniffed, quickly turned his head to the side, looking disgusted.

"Hehe, it's very bad!"

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected Baiyin to have this reaction.

But he was used to the taste.

"There is no way, the cafeteria in the outer circle refugee area is at this level.

Of course, my cafeteria is definitely not so bad, it’s all for normal people to eat.”

"Have you been in the refugee area before?"

Baiyin ate steamed buns in big mouthfuls, trying not to chew them carefully and swallow them slowly.

Bai Yu did the same.

She felt that food wasting was not good, so she ate with a bitter face, and her expression was a bit weird.

——

"I spent almost half a year in the refugee area. Later, I was lucky and entered the system. Now I have moved to the Central Circle."

"Central Circle?"

"Yes, middle circle!"

The man carefully explained:

“There are three areas in total.

The outer circle, that is, the refugee area, is the outermost floor.

The middle circle, that is, the middle floor, is usually where people within the system live.

Of course, there are also outside the system like you that pays rent, but the number is very small.

Finally, there is the inner circle, which is the most central layer.

Those who can live there are basically big names in the shelter.

Research institutes, high-end hospitals and so on are all there.

The security, environment, canteen, etc.

All can be considered the best place.

Now, the top floors of the shelter live in it.”

——

The system that men talk about is not the national-level system in the traditional sense.

On the contrary, it is purely a shelter as a whole.

It refers only to the shelter system in City B.

The so-called system actually refers to the official personnel of the shelter.

That is, the one who is in the shelter.

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"So that's the case, I've been taught!"

Silver is extremely kind:

"Oh, I don't know your name yet. My name is Baiyin, the silver of gold and silver."

"Baiyin? Then your name is pretty good, and you will definitely have to be released in the future.

My name is Shi Laohu, and those young people call me Uncle Shi!”

"Okay Uncle Shi, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Ask, ask!"

"It's the refugee community in the outer circle... Is the living environment good? Is it safe?"

"How can it be safe!"

Shi Laohu laughed at himself:

"Anyway, you didn't plan to live there, so I'll tell you the truth.

When I lived there, I was often stolen and intrigued by people.

In short, there can be no other place to cultivate, but it can cultivate a group of decadent gangsters.

Fights and fights are endless every day.

And just the food served every day in the cafeteria?

Not enough to eat at all.

If you want to fill your stomach, you just want to find a private job, but your life is not satisfactory anyway."

"Private job?"

"Well, occasionally the institute will come to the refugee area to draw blood and reward some food.

This is a source of income for them, but the number of people is limited.

Or they just need someone to help with something in the official position, and they will take more of this kind of work.

There are also some gray industries.

For example, casinos, fireworks and willow alleys...

Forget it, let’s not talk about it.

Anyway, there are not many people on the table."

Shi Laohu waved his hand with a disappointed expression:

“After all, this place is a refuge built by several merchants.

To put it bluntly, those refugees are guinea pigs and cheap labor.

After all, no one is working below, and it is not easy to live above, right?

Oh, don't tell others that I said this."

"Well, understand, understand!"

Silver chuckled:

"After all, the flock of sheep will not give birth to cubs, so will the wolf be in a hurry, right?"

"Hehe, that's about that."

——

Shi Laohu has a tricycle.

He directly used a car to bring Baiyin and the others to his central circle community.

There is an old man guarding the door at the entrance of the community.

Shi Laohu specially explained to the uncle what Baiyin and the others came to.

The old man nodded.
To be continued...