Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 53 53· “Kind fools can’t survive.”

Giulio was stunned.

He didn't seem to think that his best friend would actually come to the exact opposite conclusion.

Before Julio could say anything, Brewer had already pulled him and ran to a place excitedly: "Julio, look!"

Julio looked at the place where Brewer took him to. It seemed to be a toy store in a wealthy area.

At this time, the glass door outside the store had been broken, and several lights inside flickered on and off, and there seemed to be sparks sputtering.

Because most of them were children's toys, the poor people who took the lead in the charge didn't seem to be interested in this place. Therefore, although this street was considered to have been looted, there were still many things left in this store.

Brewer's feet stepped on the glass shards in the store, but he felt nothing - most poor people generally do not wear shoes, and there are thick calluses under their feet for protection.

His eyes have been attracted by the treasure in front of him——

"Julio, look, the racing cars we used to play together! There are so many here now! We can play with as many as we want now! They can all be ours!"

Brewer picked up a remote-controlled racing car with a complete packaging box and stuffed it into Julio's hands.

They had indeed played before, but the ones they had played with were naturally waste products picked up from the trash can.

Not to mention the remote control, the one I picked up was so damaged that it was difficult to even push it by hand.

Julio looked down at the toy car in his hand, holding it through the plastic shell. This was once the thing he dreamed of when he still had his mother.

But now, they can have as many remote control cars as they want.

The huge contrast produced in a short period of time gave him an extremely dreamy and unreal feeling.

Giulio's hand had already touched the edge of the toy box, and his dirty nails were rubbing it, feeling its texture.

“There are so many weird toys, damn, we don’t even know what to do with them when we get them!

It turns out that all the children in wealthy areas live such a happy life! "

Brewer picked up the remaining toys on the shelf one by one, looked at them briefly, and then casually threw them behind him, saying angrily.

"Julio, we won't take it anymore." Brewer suddenly gave up his desire to continue exploring the toy store, came back, took Julio's hand, and walked out of the street.

"Okay, I don't think this is good either."

Julio seemed to wake up from a dream, and dropped the toy in his hand on the ground with fear like a snake or scorpion.

"We are no longer children, and these toys are meaningless to us! Let's continue to move forward and catch up with Uncle Benny and the others. There must be more valuable and meaningful treasures there!

The toys here will probably be picked up again on our way back! "

Brewer, who returned to the street with Julio to continue moving forward, gave his analysis.

Obviously, the reason why he doesn't take the toy now is completely different from Julio's reason.

As we continued to run deeper into Caibei District, the aura of the rich area gradually became more and more ‘live’.

Julio could see the wary eyes of many people on the windows of the buildings on both sides.

There are adults and occasionally children, but when the children's eyes appear, they are usually taken away by the following adults.

More and more shops that are still intact have appeared, and some have even put down their security doors in advance, accompanied by more and more poor people who are beating, smashing, and robbing.

Even if it is a security door, there are still poor people who are beating it with steel rods and even trying to cut it with electric saws.

Brewer and Julio also had their own gains.

Brewer was now wearing ill-fitting fancy clothes and brand new sneakers.

Julio only had a big jacket that Brewer threw to him casually, and he was still barefoot - he was a little uncomfortable with wearing shoes. After wearing them for a while, he felt like he was stepping on cotton, making it difficult to stand.

Coupled with the worries in his heart, he simply gave up the pair of shoes.

"There are gold stores with stuff! Julio, we are going to get rich! We can leave the Mobile District!" Brewer said excitedly, pointing to a gold store on the opposite street.

In Ali Tingguo's gold shop, the display cabinet glass is usually reinforced and thickened, and the back is also locked. However, there are no staff in the store now, so a lot of poor people are trying to violently open each display cabinet.

Brewer immediately rushed forward with his stick in hand, trying to get a piece of the pie.

"Help, help, help."

Julio was about to follow him - in this environment, only being around his good friends could give him a sense of security, when a weak cry for help suddenly came to his ears.

Julio turned around and saw an old woman on the side of the street. She seemed to have difficulty with her legs and feet. Her wheelchair was overturned on one side and the tires were already bent.

Not only was there only one crutch left for the wheelchair, it was also out of reach for the elderly who were far away.

People were coming and going around her, but no one paid attention to her. Someone even deliberately kicked her wheelchair and crutches away further.

After the kick, she laughed loudly and cursed the white old woman in Mobile District slang. She was an old devil and deserved to die.

If it weren't for the fact that the old lady didn't have anything valuable on her, she might not have been able to save her life in such a torrent.

Julio couldn't bear it. He gritted his teeth, walked up, straightened the wheelchair, and then took the old lady and took her back to the wheelchair.

"Thank you, thank you!" said the old lady who had been lying on the ground for a long time and was extremely weak. She raised her head and was about to thank her savior, but after seeing clearly, she said tremblingly:

"My wallet and cell phone have been taken away. I have nothing left! Don't hurt me!"

Julio waved his hand quickly: "I'm not here to steal your things!"

"Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!" the old lady just said.

"Julio! Come here quickly! Look what I got! A gold necklace! I can't get such a value in a lifetime of working! Leave that old thing alone! She's worthless!"

Brewer, who was on the opposite side, turned around. He was originally showing off his trophies, but when he discovered that Julio was still there, he shouted angrily.

"Coming, Brewer, I'm coming!" Julio looked back at his friend, and then at the old lady who was still afraid of him. He forced the old lady to the corner of the street, asking her to try not to After being discovered, he ran straight to Brewer.

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"What an idiot! Julio! You didn't grab anything! Let's do this... I'll share this bean with you!"

As he continued to move forward, Brewer looked at Julio helplessly, and then put a small golden bead in his pocket into Julio's hand.

The value of gold was too clear and clear, and all the poor people were looting it and were no longer willing to give it away. Therefore, with the influx of a large number of poor people, the competition for the gold shop entered a fierce stage.

And Julio gained nothing at all from beginning to end.

He is indeed not proactive enough.

"No, Brewer, this is your trophy, I won't take it, and... I always feel that this is a bit bad..." Julio said.

"Julio! Don't get sick again! In today's world, if you continue like this, you will never survive! Either they will die! Or we will die! Giulio! Do you really want to die!"

Brewer grabbed Julio's shoulders with some annoyance and shook his body vigorously:

"Julio! Tell me! It's 60 to 70 degrees below zero, how long can you survive without wearing the clothes you're wearing?! If you don't get a house from the huge hail, how many times can you survive!"

"You were actually rescuing that old woman just now! What on earth were you thinking! Julio, I know you are a kind fool! But now is the end of the world!

The end of the world! The end of the world! If you don't care about yourself, no one will care about you! You can't survive like this! "

"I...I don't know, Brewer, I'm sorry, I don't know."

Giulio became more and more confused.

He didn't know whether the world was changing too fast or whether he was changing too slowly.

This small subplot will be finished tomorrow. Those who don’t look forward to it can wait until the day after tomorrow. It is a confrontation between countries.