Apocalypse Monster
Chapter 215: The City of Heaven does not live up to its name
Natan was taken to a small shop like a night bar, in here dark with minimal illumination. There was an ominous scent that got lost in the air, making him feel reluctant to linger here for long.
But he could only hold it in while looking around, using Appraisal's ability, he could see if the food on the table was poisoned or not.
"Where is the human heart that you say?"
The large figure fell silent, then laughed out loud in a loud voice that caught the attention of all the visitors. "Good, good! You are attracted to the human heart, I will take you there! But, we can't leave yet, we have to wait until night."
"The human heart is a rare food, you have to pay a deposit of 500 Million Gold to get admission."
Natan was silent while scratching his head. He thought of something: why pay if he could kill all the humans here? Even a single Skeleton Commander with Level 639 was enough to kill everyone inside this bar.
But for the sake of knowing about Heaven City, he simply nodded and took out a corresponding amount of Gold. "I pay for it, it seems like the human heart is the top food and it's so popular, I want to try it."
The big figure nodded, then he clapped.
The old bartender who was serving other customers, suddenly walked towards Natan. Picked up the money bag on the table and handed the invitation stored inside his shirt to Natan.
Natan accepted it, no prompt appeared which meant that this was an ordinary invitation that could be forged, but he did not really care and stored it into the Space Bag.
The old bartender with a neat appearance, picked up the red wine and poured it in a glass glass in front of Natan. Then push it slowly. "Please, dear customer."
Nathan took a glass, twirled the wine in it and smelled it after lowering the mask slightly. After making sure there was no strange liquid added in it, he drank it without revealing his face.
This wine was not very tasty, so Natan put it back down after taking a little sip. He had often drank wine with his mother on the balcony at night, and the quality was the best, so when drinking this type of wine, he was not too satisfied.
"Does it taste not to your taste?"
Natan fell silent, looking up at the bartender standing behind the table in front of him. "It's delicious, but usually I only drink plain tea, not wine."
The bartender nodded, but did not do as he should where he gave the customer what he wanted. Natan also did not care, she closed her eyes, taking out a small skeleton that was a rat skeleton to spread out.
With minimal lighting, the mice it released could not be detected.
Natan wanted to know what was special about this dilapidated looking bar from the outside.
The large figure beside Natan, looked at Natan curiously, but upon seeing the blindfolded Natan, he blinked his eyes as he looked at the bartender in front of him.
The bartender knew what it meant, he took out another similar invitation and gave it to a large figure.
The big figure took the invitation and smirked. The amount of money that Natan paid was enough for two people, and he tricked Natan into paying his own bills.
Natan is aware of the bartender's actions, but still remains focused with the mouse looking all over the corner of the bar. Until he finds a hollow dilapidated door that is hidden and inconspicuous. He controlled the rats to get in there, the lighting here was equally minimal, but the floor was no longer wood, but rather a thick metal that was difficult to penetrate.
The walls and ceiling were both made of metal, and after walking dozens of meters down the hall, there was a thick door like a safe guarded by dozens of large men with various kinds of conventional weapons.
Natan opened her eyes again, she turned her head to look at the large figure beside her. "When does the show start?"
The large figure stored the invitation at lightning speed. He caught his breath and replied, "Midnight is normal time. How about I take you around the City of Heaven now?"
Nathan nodded and stood up. He followed the figure in front of him to surround the City of Heaven which was said to be the dream city of every person who had strength and money, but could not do so while the world was still fine.
When he came out of the bar, he could hear the screams coming from the side of the road. Natan could see a skinny middle-aged man who was hit by three people with a wooden stick, but no one helped him, everyone around him just looked and laughed, as if he was watching a show.
"What do you think of this?"
Inquiring, Natan seemed to remain calm as he replied, "Nothing special, strong survives, everyone has the advantage of each one at the beginning of a change of world. Those who are like this, are those who cannot get out of the slump."
Natan looked around, and added, "I also saw, there are only three types of people here: those who have power, are rich, and are slaves."
"Yes ..." The big figure nodded and said, "The slaves here are not only for the manual laborers, but can be used to vent anger like you saw earlier, there are also slaves to vent lust that cannot resist. Slaves here have no life, even if the customer wants to cut off the ear or pry the slave's eye, the slave cannot fight."
Natan nodded and continued to wander around, but from time to time, she noticed there were others. He frowned and asked, "All slaves here, humans of the white race?"
The big figure nodded. "We know white people were once in power here, but Nelson Mandela fought for the equality of every race. But, who would have thought, after the death of Nelson Mandela, the law here changed, though not visible on the surface, but still exist ..."
"Whites find it hard to find work, live below the threshold of poverty, they live in slums, reminiscent of the worst days of Apartheid."
Nathan nodded. He had heard about the news of white people in the South African region, where they lived hard, but their spirits remained high in life, such as trying to farm, looking for fish in the lake. Unlike the slums of black people, if there are rich people who go to bring a car and in the state of the window open, if there is a rich person, then you must get ready for the hordes of children and adults who attack to ask for food.
White people are very difficult to get a job, even if they have a job, will be placed in landfills, and for the women, it is very difficult, must be very careful so as not to be responded to and used as a gratifying material for men.
This is the same as in ancient times, where blacks were displayed in zoos.
Looking at the silent Natan, the huge figure coughed several times, then said, "The way tonight, the organizers managed to catch some women from East and Southeast Asia. They were the ones sent by the company from the home country who worked here, but after the disaster came, the local people had the power and started attacking."
"Is the City of Heaven not afraid of being attacked by troops from their country?"
The large figure was stunned, then laughed out loud. "No way, the City Lord of Heaven is very strong. Just so you know, he is the strongest here, and he is a Player with Level 650!"
"Ooh..." There was no surprise on Natan's face. Level 650 looked strong, but in his eyes there was no difference to Level 200. He had even fought one on one against monsters with Level 780.
The big figure frowned, he expected that Natan was surprised, but it was not, this made him laugh awkwardly. He coughed again, then drove Natan around again.
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