Being busy always makes time fly by.

The cold winter is gradually passing away, and the warm spring is slowly coming. Even in this downtown area where countless people died in the winter snow, there is now a lot of greenery.

This is the breath of hope.

Phew! Phew!

Behind a "hill" somewhere in the largest garbage dump in Xiacheng District, there were heavy dragging sounds and cautious conversations.

"Grace, please put it down quickly. You are sick. I just need to come!"

The voice was anxious and distressed, and the speaker was a little boy who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"It doesn't matter."

The girl, who is about the same age, tries her best to look energetic.

"It's so big. Brother, you were injured again just now. Two people should move it faster."

Both boys and girls were unkempt and disheveled, and their thin clothes were in short supply due to damage, and they looked like shorts and shorts in summer.

Although the cold winter has passed, ordinary people still cannot change into cold-proof clothes due to today’s weather.

"But Doctor Thomas said so!"

The little boy's voice rose unconsciously.

"Sister, you can't work too hard, not at all!"

"Shh-"

The girl named Grace made a 'silence' gesture, with an 'I'm fine' expression on her pale cheeks.

"Don't worry, this place is very close to our home. It doesn't matter if it's a little bit. The most important thing is to take it back quickly. This is a big and enviable harvest. Don't let other wanderers snatch it away."

The two men were dragging a dead dog the size of a pony.

Stray cats and dogs are very common in downtown areas, but these guys are completely different from ordinary pets.

In order to survive in this cruel world, they are "mobile wealth full of dangers" for ordinary people.

My brother Grover would make some hunting traps, and this big dog happened to fall into them.

After paying the price of some trauma, this was undoubtedly the biggest gain in his life.

After hearing what his sister said, Grover stopped arguing.

He was dragging the big dog with his head sullenly. The veins in his arms were prominent and his face was red. It was obvious that he had used a lot of force.

Grace felt helpless when she saw this, but she was very moved.

She understands her brother.

My brother is sulking because he feels sorry for his sister.

Since his father, a gang member, was killed in a gang fight a few years ago, and the gang was destroyed as a result, the family's life has been like falling from heaven to hell.

The mother was eventually kidnapped by hostile gang forces for protecting herself and her brother.

To this day, neither of them knows where their mother is, whether she is dead or alive.

But the smart Grace has a guess.

The beautiful mother was probably not sold to 'adult entertainment', but probably to the 'soul cemetery'.

Life is definitely worse than death.

In this world, at certain times, it is much more difficult to muster up the courage to live strong than to die.

She never told her brother this.

My brother took him and fled from the lower end of the city to this end.

The gang's territory is clearly defined, so naturally those hateful guys don't dare to chase after them.

There are hateful guys everywhere.

"Brother, the mechanical pollution of this dog is not serious. If we cut off the metal parts and sell them to the recycling bin, the remaining meat will be enough for us to eat for a long time."

Grace tried to change the subject to comfort her brother.

Mechanical pollution, heavy metal toxins, homeless crisis, filth and filth...

They will always be the main theme of downtown.

"Well, if we save a little, we can have broth for every meal in the next two to three weeks."

Grover was only a half-year-old child, and when his sister mentioned the trophy that he was very proud of, the sullenness in his heart quickly dissipated.

"But if the money sold to the recycling bin is not enough to buy you medicine, then we have to separate some meat and sell it."

The little boy's expression was very serious.

Grace smiled and did not refute.

She really needs medicine.

She felt like she couldn't hold on any longer.

Medical care is undoubtedly a terrible luxury for homeless people like them, who are considered to be at the lowest level in the lower city.

Grace had no idea how she got sick.

Dirty eating?

Mosquito bites?

Or was it a toxic exposure?

Many people died in Xiacheng this winter.

Every winter, many people die in the lower city.

Either frozen to death, starved to death, or both.

Some homeless people couldn't bear the cold and hunger, so they extended their poisonous hands to other homeless people.

There are even some people who are not afraid of death and take desperate risks to rob the residents of Xiacheng District.

Most of them ended up being caught and beaten to death.

Yes, as wanderers, they are not even considered 'people' in the lower city.

Only by regularly paying enough protection fees to the gangs that rule the area can ordinary people have a stable place to live.

But for Grace and the two of them, who often cannot guarantee even the most basic food, how can they have that kind of money?

Living in exile and hiding, this is how the two brothers and sisters have survived in the past few years.

'What will my brother do if I die...'

Grace subconsciously considered this issue.

'If I die, my brother should sell my body and 21 krypton...'

‘Untouchables’ do not deserve funerals and graves.

'No, I must live!'

Grace quickly stopped the random thoughts in her mind and focused on the drag in her hand.

The two brothers and sisters chatted about light topics while walking.

...

"Hey! You guys!"

At the last intersection of the garbage mountain, a tall, yellow-haired man with tattoos and rivets all over his body blocked the way of the two brothers and sisters.

Although Grover had never seen the person in front of him, he reacted quickly and spoke tactfully:

"Hello, boss! We are one of our own! Doctor Doma from the Rocket Gang is our uncle."

He had a flattering look on his face.

The junkyard is the territory of the Rocket Gang, and Thomas is a 'legal resident' here.

From time to time he would sell homemade medicines to sick homeless people.

Sometimes they are given away for free.

Some were cured, and many were put to death.

He liked to be called doctor, which was Thomas' favorite title.

"Today's harvest is good."

Grover pointed to the dead dog in his hand.

"My sister and I are planning to clean it up and have Uncle Thomas hand it over to the gang."

All loot within the gang's territory must be handed over free of charge, and the gang will return it based on 'performance'.

It's just this ratio...
To be continued...