Chapter 43: Struggle to survive!

People in the upper city enjoy 90% of the resources, while people in the lower city with a large population only receive 10% of the resources. At the same time, they have to bear the negative impacts of the development of the upper city.

From the moment every Xiacheng person becomes self-aware, his mind is full of questions.

Why can the people in the upper city do this, but they can only bear the waste from the "advanced and civilized city"?

"You don't understand." Fang Ketu shook his head. This burly man, who was as tall as Duren, looked decadent. "You don't understand the details of Shangcheng."

"Nine years ago, I led the people from the lower city to the upper city. We pushed all the way and were invincible. We arrived at the parliament building in a mighty manner. Then, more than 10,000 of us were suppressed!" Fang Ketu said in his eyes.

Deep fear.

"There are more than 10,000 people! More than 10,000 advanced spiritual envoys were suppressed by him with just one look and one look!"

"The gap is too big! It's really...it's really too big!"

"Who is he?" Su Xia asked with a frown.

Nine years ago, Fang Ketu was also at the second level, a strong man whose eyes suppressed spiritual masters...

"Jiangnantian!"

Jiang Nantian, Chairman of Jiangtian Group... Jiang Zhuxuan’s great-grandfather?

Jiang Nantian's information appeared in Su Xia's mind.

Jiang Zhuxuan is from the Jiang family, but she is not a descendant of the Jiang family. Jiang Zhuxuan's grandfather is the younger brother of the contemporary helmsman of the Jiang family. Their lineage is considered a relatively strong sideline.

Jiang Nantian is Jiang Zhuxuan's great-grandfather and the pillar of the entire Jiang family. He is the chairman of Jiangtian Group, the first speaker of the Songjiang Parliament, and one of the third-level spiritual generals in Shangcheng Songjiang.

Spiritual general...

Su Xia, who had briefly reached this realm with the power of Wei Yu, knew very well how terrifying the spirit general was.

Ten thousand people, even one hundred thousand or one million people, as long as there is no spiritual general of the same level around, they are all ants that can be easily wiped out when faced with a spiritual general standing at the apex of the star realm.

"It seems that you have heard of Jiang Nantian." Fang Ketu noticed Su Xia's change in mood and said with a wry smile, "Now do you understand why I suppressed the people from the lower city? The gap between the upper city and the lower city.

too big."

"Will you always be a rat in the gutter when you go to the city?" Su Xia was silent for a moment and asked.

"Li Xin, reality is cruel, we must accept the facts." Fang Ketu sighed and said.

"Why?" Su Xia suddenly felt a fire in her heart, raised her head, and looked straight at Fang Ketu in front of her.

"Why should we accept reality?"

"With how big their fists are!" Fang Ketu was stung by Su Xia's gaze, and his volume suddenly increased.

"This is a world where the jungle prevails! The people in Shangcheng have strong fists, so we must listen to what they say!"

"So you are like a shepherd, trapping the people from the lower city, telling them how powerful the upper city is, making them recognize the reality, making them take these injustices for granted, and making them completely numb to become the upper city

The gutter rat of the population?”

"I have no choice!" Fang Ketu's face turned red, "If we don't do this, we will all die!"

"When those people nine years ago ascended from the lower city to the upper city, did they want to live?"

Fang Ketu stood there stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

Nine years ago, when they set foot in the upper city, they never thought about coming back alive.

At that time, they had only one belief, for the lower city!

alive?

Are the people in the lower city really living in their current situation?

Fang Ketu doesn’t know.

But before his eyes, those partners who fought side by side seemed to appear in front of his eyes. Everyone was having a hard time, but when they were preparing to board the city, there was a light called hope in everyone's eyes.

But after he reached an agreement with King Chen, the light in their eyes disappeared.

These old friends died and left, and until now, there was no one around him.

"I just want everyone to live..." Fang Ketu murmured.

"How long has it been since you came into contact with the people in Xiacheng?" Su Xia suddenly asked.

Fang Ketu looked at his young adopted son blankly.

"Do they really want to live in such numbness?"

"It's better to be alive than dead." Fang Ketu murmured and looked at Su Xia, "Li Xin, leaders have responsibilities. If they choose me as their leader, I will be responsible for them."

"I used to think that as long as I led the people from the lower city to the upper city, our lives would improve and the empire would take us seriously."

"But we got nothing but corpses on the ground, homeless orphans and an increasingly deserted city."

Fang Ketu's face gradually calmed down.

"I'm scared."

"Li Xin, I'm really scared."

"The gap between us and the upper city is too big. Isn't it good to maintain the status quo? With King Chen's acquiescence, the people from the upper city will not come to the lower city, and we have peace. Isn't this good?"

Fang Ketu's voice became smaller and smaller, and when he looked at Su Xia, he seemed to be speaking more to himself.

Su Xia was silent.

Is Fang Ketu wrong?

After that day nine years ago, Fang Ketu was no longer a pure changer. He saw clearly the chasm-like gap between the upper city and the lower city, so he chose to survive.

As he said, it's better to be alive than dead.

He is sandwiched between the upper city and the lower city, trying his best to act as a bridge to maintain a fragile balance between the upper city and the lower city.

He loved Xiacheng, and it was this love that made him choose to compromise.

Because he didn't want to see the blood and sacrifice of people from the lower city again.

Su Xia exhaled and her eyes gradually calmed down, but the fire in her heart burned stronger and stronger.

"You once said that you can only gain the respect of noble upper-city residents by punching them in the face and breaking their noses."

"But now you have lost this spirit."

Fang Ketu frowned.

"There are no winners in wars, Li Xin!"

"The lower city without war will always be the loser!" Su Xia stood up. The short man of just over 1.6 meters could only look at the sitting Fang Ketu at eye level when he stood up, but at this moment his momentum was so strong.

Fang Ketu couldn't help but feel in a trance.

"Fang Ketu! You are the leader of the lower city and the order of the lower city! But you can't change the haze, disgusting poisonous gas and mutated water source that can be seen everywhere in the lower city!"

"Yes! The people in Xiacheng are alive under your protection. They don't have enough to eat, they don't have warm clothes, and they have to breathe poisonous gas that could kill them at any time every day. Such a life!"

"Shepherds in the city, tell me, what's the difference between being alive and being a lamb waiting to be slaughtered?"

Bang!

Fang Ketu stood up and stood in front of Su Xia like a wall.

"I have my own reasons!"

"The reason for compromise?" Su Xia looked at Fang Ketu with cold eyes.

"The independence and rise of Xiacheng depends on oneself! Respect is earned by oneself, not given by others!"

"Fang Ketu! I tell you!"

"Survive through compromise and perish peacefully!"

“Survive through struggle and survive through peace!”

“Peace can never be sought, peace must be fought!”

Bang!

Su Xia punched the solid wood table, and her thin fist bones let out a fragile whine when they touched the solid wood table, but the pain made the fire in Su Xia's heart burn even more fiercely.
Chapter completed!