Two wandering children walked quickly through the city. Not only Yevgeny, but also other wandering children also finished work one after another. Some had a good harvest today, while others had nothing to do.

Orphans like them are like special species living on the land of Lucia. The time of occurrence is uncertain and the place of rest cannot be determined. Just like mice running in the gutter, they can always find a place to live in such a huge city. The adaptability that humans evolved over millions of years is fully demonstrated in them.

There are also many orphan workers inside and outside the train station to finish their work, and they are walking endlessly, as if they are moving scars.

The soldiers on duty stood on duty with a serious face, holding the gun bar in one hand, and the buttstock was placed on the ground.

A wandering child ran quickly with a rope holding a hydrogen balloon in his hand, and followed a few playmates behind him, like a gray butterfly dancing.

The balloons are brand new and animal-shaped. They are mostly balloons picked up from under the roof. Otherwise, for these children, if they have money in their pockets, they would never buy such useless balloons.

The soldiers on duty just looked indifferently. Every day he could see many wandering children running through his face. Some of them were familiar faces that appeared every day, but some familiar faces may never appear again after one day. Judging from Lucia's sluggish adoption rate and government efficiency, most of them were not sheltered.

Even during the Tsar period, the gendarmes probably wouldn't attack a few wanderers.

The tall and thin Yevgeny walked quickly with the accordion in his arms, while the little Varianjing walked along the high road and scattered his childlike innocence.

"It's Igor and the others." Varianjin said to look at the wanderers not far away, and he hid back a few steps in a cowardly manner.

Igor is also a wandering child, but he is burly and powerful. He is over 1.7 meters tall at the age of 11 or 2. He doesn't know how he gets sufficient nutrition in an environment where he is not full. He is very strong and has a few wandering children around him.

Relying on such a figure, he is like a little overlord among the homeless group, and he often bullies or charges protection fees. The dark children's world is also full of shadows of adult society.

"Give me the balloon." Igor blocked the child holding the balloon with his tall figure.

"No."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to hand over the spoils in his hand, Igor didn't say much, and then kicked it out: "Suka Buli."

The two sides fought together, and with the fierce general Igor, the battle situation immediately fell.

These wandering children were ruthless in fighting, and they pulled their hair and collided towards the railings and telephone poles. Soon, the children would bleed on their foreheads and burst into tears.

Passers-by looked at the chaotic street corners with surprise, especially those "registers" who came to Thousand Tops City for the first time from other places. They did not expect that the scene when they first arrived in the capital was different from the Thousand Tops City they imagined.

The sentry on duty was still standing with a gun. The manual did not say that he should take action on this situation, and he didn't think it was strange if he saw it too much.

"You bastards stop."

However, a middle-aged woman with a sturdy back and waist walked out of the crowd. Judging from her strong and strong figure, she might be able to walk directly on her shoulders with her logs.

The strong woman swung her big arms and pushed the children who were fighting together away. Even Igor stopped directly. He might not have been able to beat this strong woman.

Even if the fight wins, it will be troublesome if the other party fights and calls the police. The other party is a national with identity certificate. If he appears in front of the police with a wanderer like himself, he will definitely not get any benefits and may even be beaten by the police.

Besides, Igor and others have already grabbed the balloon.

"Poor child."

The beaten wanderers did not thank the women. They looked around with their scars vigilantly and limped away. Only when begging, they needed the kindness of others.

Lucia has a complete black industrial chain for homeless children, and the unsophisticated homeless children have long been swept away by this industrial chain.

Those who can grow up safely are those who are quick-minded, but even so, most of the lucky ones are on the wrong path.

It is normal for petty theft. Those who are really in a wrong way may be dragged away early and sentenced to life imprisonment.

"Let's go, too." Yevgeny tilted his shoes that didn't fit very well.

Little Varianjing knew both sides in the fight: "Well, the one who was beaten is Peter. It's so unlucky. Igor just gave it to him if he wants it."

The wandering children and the crowd gradually dispersed, and everyone had their own things. Such small things were not worth wasting too much attention, and the sentry was even more so. His eyes did not stay on the wandering children for too long from beginning to end.

As a city that relies on the temperature to counterattack twice, the winter in Thousand Top City is sometimes frighteningly cold, so it is natural that it has a huge heating network, which ensures the safety of everyone in the city in winter and is also the best habitat for homeless people.

Most heating pipes are buried underground and are sealed. Only a small part of the pipes have spacious space around them, and most of them are semi-underground structures.

The pipes in the inner wall of the cement are crisscrossed, like thick blood vessels around the heart, parallel or crossing each other, and thumpingly flowing and emitting heat.

If a slightly taller adult walks in this space, it will feel crowded and cramped, but it is just right for the homeless.

In the long night, they clustered around the pipes like quails, and collected clothes and bedding were laid on the ground. When they walked in, they could smell the decay smell coming to their faces, as if they had walked into the wet summer forest area after the rain, and like a cemetery that was no one in the middle of the night.

A group of wandering children are human-like little ghosts. They hung a flashlight on the pipe, and the light shone on the wall to make this confined space bright.

Yevgeny and Little Varianjin walked into the pipeline, which was as warm as summer.

Most of the wanderers who can live in the same place are good friends. Fortunately, there are many semi-underground pipelines in Thousand Tops City, so there will be no war in the gutters because of the competition for living space. But even so, many people will fall in winter.

Before I could walk into the depths of the pipe, I could hear crying and roaring sounds coming from it.

"I'm going to kill Igor, I'm going to kill Igor!"

"It's Peter." Little Varianjin heard who was roaring, "Has he not gone to the clinic to take a look?"

"..." Yevgeny couldn't stand the inexperienced friend around him, "You will know if you experience more in the future. We don't have the money to see the injury."

"But just such a small injury doesn't cost much."
Chapter completed!