Bengtie, sandbox development, how did they run out!

Great! Shared vision!

In this way, you can directly see the star field that is not within your vision.

Shen Yi quickly switched the camera over, but the moment he saw that star field, he was completely stunned.

The Tianyi Galaxy is a star system similar to the solar system.

This galaxy has a total of 7 planets. Tianyi Five, which is located at position , is now strangely shrouded in a deep and vast black fog.

Is this the planet where Kafka was born?

What the hell is going on here?

Chapter 120 Hello, Kafka (5K)

Tianyi Galaxy, Tianyi Five Planets.

According to a joint assessment by the Interstellar Peace Corporation's Market Investment Department, Resource Management Department, and Planetary Security Defense and Assessment Alliance, this planet was listed on the list of planets with the lowest habitability levels in the universe.

It's like handing it over to the rich evil creature, and the other party doesn't even care about it.

Don't get me wrong, compared to those barren planets with truly harsh environments and zero habitability, the resources on Tianyi Wu are actually quite abundant.

This planet is far from its star and has a pleasant climate. It has oceans, forests, deserts, and plains...

It can be said that in terms of natural environment alone, Tianyi No. 5 ranks among the most habitable planets in the universe.

It's ranked as one of the most chaotic planets for a reason – chaos.

People living on this planet are not "qualified" to taste fear. They do not know what fear is and are dominated by unbridled desires and pleasures.

Until the last trace of humanity disappears in endless sinking, they will be transformed into "demons".

The extent of the chaos can only be described as a disaster.

The pollution of Tianyiwu comes from the core of a star.

But the strange thing is that it is not limited to the core of the star.

After the Black Tower intervened in the Tianyi Galaxy, it used the star core capture technology it had developed to successfully capture the source star core that caused the pollution and sealed it intact.

However, even so, the pollution on the planet has not dissipated.

This aroused Heita's great interest.

She vaguely realized that the current pollution in the Tianyi Galaxy might not come from external things, but from themselves.

Over the past few hundred years, this planet has established order time and time again, and then collapsed again and again. The Tower of Babel of power has been toppled countless times and finally buried in the long-rotten earth.

Tianyi Wu, New Babylon.

The setting sun was like blood, sprinkling weakly on the mottled rails. Rust and dust intertwined into a chaotic scene like a heavy metal frenzy. The steam engine roared continuously, making heavy gasps.

The tall buildings are covered with the erosion of time, and most of the windows are broken, standing empty under the gray sky.

Abandoned mechanical devices are scattered all over the ground, gears and chains are tangled, and the once highly developed industrial products are now only left with cold shells, whimpering in the yellow sand.

A foul smell mixed with heavy metals and the smell of copper kept blowing across my cheeks. The particles mixed in it that were ground into powder by the machine seemed to turn into blades under the blessing of the cool breeze, enough to cut through the delicate skin.

In a corner of the ruins of the city, the last rays of sunset were hanging upside down on the dilapidated buildings. A purple-haired girl was gazing sideways. In the near distance, the laborers and mercenaries were chattering, and in the distance, there was a desolate desert eroded by wind and sand.

Money, killing, and sex, these are the only three things that are the few eternal topics for the people living here.

In the years that she could remember, she had not been distracted very often. When she recalled her past, blood and smoke occupied the majority of it. Apart from that, there was a lot of destruction and nothingness.

She doesn't know her own name, nor her parents' names.

Orphans like her, who were thrown into garbage cans on street corners to die, could be found all the way from the slums of Tianyiwu to Imperial Palace Avenue.

Very rarely, the group of mercenaries would discuss the meaning of survival, but such topics would always return to desire after being ridiculed with insolence and disdain.

"Thorn."

The off-road vehicle's tires rubbed against the uneven floor, making a screeching sound.

Those few faded memories came to an end at this moment, and the purple-haired girl returned to reality from her memories.

The mercenaries gathered in front of the SUV. A man in a suit opened the door and stepped out, kicking the box he was carrying in front of their leader.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It was indeed hard work. That demon was not easy to deal with. It took the lives of several excellent demon hunters before we finally killed that beast."

The leader grinned, and the scar on his face became more hideous.

The man in the suit glanced at the box with understanding and said, "I personally decided to give you a 20% bonus."

"Only 20%?"

"That's the market price. Whether it's the lord or the security bureau, they don't care about the lives of mercenaries. You should know that, right?"

"Ha, fucking New Babylon."

Scarface carried the box, turned around and began to distribute money: "Alright, guys, it's time to collect your rewards."

The mercenaries swarmed forward, vying for their share.

The purple-haired girl stood apart from the crowd as always, always placing herself on the edge of the world.

She was patient because she "believed" Scarface wouldn't dare take her share.

Just as she looked at the mercenaries indifferently, the man in the suit also looked at her silently.

Ever since the girl joined the team half a year ago, he has been keeping an eye on her situation.

Cold, ruthless, decisive, and resolute.

These labels appearing on a girl who is only 16 years old are not uncommon in New Babylon.

After all, people who don’t have these labels have long been buried.

The man in the suit looked through her information. The girl was a new hunter with no registration information and did not belong to any organization.

At the same time, she has no name, only a code name "Purple Spider".

She possesses the ability known as "Word Spirit Technique," which allows her to use language to hypnotize others.

This special ability is considered to be among the best in the entire New Babylon, but it is somewhat useless when used against high-level demons.

According to the information they had, high-level demons were completely immune to mental attacks.

Although the power of words is not enough to deal with high-level demons, if used properly, it is enough to shake the entire superstructure of New Babylon.

"Purple Spider, this is your share!"

After everyone had taken their items, Scarface kicked the box in front of the purple-haired girl.

Although he was grinning wildly, there was a fear in his eyes that was difficult to conceal.

It was obvious that he had suffered losses at the hands of the other party and knew their methods.

The purple-haired girl picked up the banknotes inside and put them into her coat pocket without even looking at them.

After the mercenaries took their pay and left the scene to enjoy themselves, the man in the suit walked up to the girl and handed her a business card:

"Demon Hunter Agency, Jason, if you need anything, you can contact me."

"..."

The girl shrugged and took the business card.

"I've been watching you for six months, little girl."

Jason smiled elegantly. "Being born in New Babylon is already a tragedy of the worst. If life were nothing but work, it would be too boring."

The girl asked indifferently, "What do you want to say?"

Jason took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to the other party: "If you are willing to accept this job, then this is the deposit. If not, just consider it as an extra bonus from me personally.

By the way, it seems that you have never had the experience of being in love. There is a new batch of waiters in the cloud. You can get a discount if you mention my name.

There aren't many things in this world that can make people happy, so find someone to have a good relationship with, little girl."

After leaving these words, Jason returned to the SUV. The wheels crushed the fine yellow soil and slowly drove away in the dust.

The purple-haired girl opened the envelope and two cards fell out.

One is a chip that stores credit points, and the other is a mysterious data storage card.

She put the chip into the card reader she carried with her for transactions, and with a "beep", 10 credit points were deposited into her account.

On other planets, 10 credit points are just the cost of a few meals, but in New Babylon, it is half a year's income for the poorest people.

This was almost more than the bounties from her three hunting missions combined.

"It doesn't seem like an easy job, huh."

She sneered, and instead of reading the data on the other card immediately, she put it away and turned to leave the ruins.

The streets in the slums are narrow and winding. The sunlight is blocked by the thick bricks and tiles and the dense shanties. It can only barely penetrate the gaps, casting mottled light and shadows.

On both sides of the street are simple dwellings built haphazardly with scrap wooden boards, iron sheets and plastic sheets. The walls are covered with traces of erosion by time, and graffiti and stains are intertwined into complex and chaotic patterns.

After crossing several narrow streets, the purple-haired girl returned to her temporary rented apartment.

The exterior walls of the corridor peeled off, revealing mottled bricks and stones. The stairwell was dim, with only a few faint rays of sunlight filtering through the narrow window gaps, barely falling on the dusty steps.

"Click."

The key turned in the lock, making a crisp sound.

As the door opened and closed, a musty and stale smell greeted me.

The faded sofa was almost eroded beyond recognition by time, with the cushions collapsed and the fabric worn, revealing the mottled sponge inside.

There are several broken oil paintings hanging on the wall. The gold edges on the frames have lost their luster, and the colors on the pictures are blurred, making it difficult to recognize their original appearance.

A rusty iron bed, a simple dining table, a creaky chair, and an antique cathode ray tube TV in the corner.

This is all there is to a girl's room.

This place is not even as good as the toilet in the lord's house, but compared with the shacks in the slums, this apartment can be considered luxurious.

Although the room was old, the tables, chairs, and beds were all cleaned very cleanly, and even the windows that had been covered with dust for years were spotless.

The purple-haired girl started the induction cooker and poured in clean water and instant coffee. While waiting for the water to boil, she turned on the antique TV. The old picture tube was slightly white, and the program it played was flickering with noise.

After a while, hoarse music like an old record came out from the speakers.

She poured the brewed coffee into the cup, stirred it slowly, then sat down on the chair holding the cup.

It was completely dark.

Tianyi-5 has no satellites, which means that the moon cannot be seen here at night. Only when the occasional evening breeze blows away the haze can the vast sea of ​​stars be seen.

As night falls, the slums fall into a dead silence.

The most developed area in the city center is brightly lit with neon lights.

It's like a cage made up of countless brilliant beams of light.

The orange light barely dispelled the darkness, the coffee in my hand gave off a faint aroma, and hoarse classical music echoed softly in the small apartment.

She really enjoyed this quiet environment, but after a while, even the most pleasant night would seem so boring.

The last sip of coffee was finished and the classical music came to an end.

She sighed, stood up and turned off the TV, and the apartment fell into deathly silence.

She likes quietness.

But, this is too quiet.

It was quiet enough to make people feel lonely and desperate.

"Oh, do I feel lonely sometimes? Haven't I been like this for sixteen years?"

The girl smiled self-deprecatingly and took out a cigarette case from her coat pocket.