"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the hundreds of tons of golden giants were placed directly on the ground inside the Night Crow aircraft, and twelve Albert team members also flew into the cabin.

After a while, the submersible returned to the cabin and the hatch was closed.

The propeller sprayed out white flames, setting off waves on the lake surface, rising to a height of several hundred meters, and flew towards the direction of Meteor Street.

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One hour ago, Meteor Street.

Today is like usual, the sun is shining brightly.

On the outskirts of Meteor Street, everywhere you look is filled with stinky garbage, and thick smoke billows from the garbage mountain.

"Wow..."

From time to time, a truck would drive to the garbage mountain outside Meteor Street. When the truck was lifted, several tons of garbage would roll down to the ground.

Instantly, a dizzying stench emitted.

Inside the garbage mountain, there are a large number of Meteor Street residents who make a living by picking up garbage. Some people nearby saw a truck coming to dump garbage, so they sneakily surrounded them.

When the truck finished dumping the garbage and left, they rushed forward in a swarm.

"Haha, I found an electric fan."

A man dug out an old electric fan from the trash heap. He put his fingers inside and touched the fan. He found that it could still move, with a happy smile on his face.

"Don't grab it, go over there."

Two teenagers, all in pitch black and with dirty hair, were jostling each other.

They are all lower-class residents of Meteor Street. They spend their days picking up garbage for hygiene. They can take the garbage they pick up to a garbage recycling shop on the outer street and sell it for money.

You can also directly use the garbage you pick up to exchange it with others for resources, water and food necessary for survival.

They have no protective measures and most of them are young people.

"Hey, you guys!"

While these young people were rummaging through the garbage, a group of people in white protective clothing walked over. They had guns and professional tools in their hands.

"Get out of here!"

A man in the lead shouted angrily, and the young people trembled in fright, and immediately ran away holding the garbage they picked up in their hands.

Looking at the things these people were holding, the people in white protective suits did not ask them to put them down, but waited until they had left before going forward to sort out the garbage.

They are the people who specialize in garbage disposal in Meteor Street. They sort, recycle, incinerate, bury, etc. the garbage that comes in from the outside.

Try to recycle these waste resources as much as possible.

After all, the garbage from all over the world is thrown here, which is also a huge profit.

"hateful!"

"Why can't we pick it up?"

After running far away, a young man turned his head and looked at the personnel in protective clothing sorting the garbage in the garbage dump, gritting his teeth in dissatisfaction.

"They are from the Council of Elders, we can only pick up what they left." A boy next to him squatted on the ground, carefully looked at the pile of rags he had just found, and said happily: "Today's goal is accomplished."

The two of them were the same teenagers who had just bumped into each other, one with short hair and the other with long hair.

"We won't pick up trash anymore!"

The short-haired boy suddenly said, his expression firm.

"If you don't pick up trash? What else can you do?"

The long-haired boy squatting on the ground looked up at him and asked with confused eyes.

"We..." The short-haired boy lowered his head, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Let's go to the inner street. I heard that the church recruits many children every year."

"Hey, I heard that most of the people who were recruited died, do you still want to go?" The long-haired boy raised his head, looked at him in surprise, and said, "You go, but I won't go, I don't want to die. "

"How do you know they are dead?" The short-haired boy looked down at him, "I heard that many people were introduced by the church to work as bodyguards for gangs or some big families, and some were also mercenaries."

"He will die. He might die before he gets the chance."

The long-haired boy said.

"No matter what, it's better than spending our lives picking up garbage in a garbage mountain."

The short-haired boy clenched his fists, threw away the trash, and turned around to walk towards the residential area of ​​Meteor Street.

"We are still young and they will want it."

The long-haired boy looked at his back, and the young but determined boy's words fell into the long-haired boy's ears.

"Clang!"

The long-haired boy immediately stood up, carrying his own garbage and the short-haired boy's garbage and chasing after him.

"Wait for me, you don't want the trash anymore?"

"Things like that won't be needed once you enter the church."

"Then let me hold it for you."

The two boys walked side by side, passing through mountains of garbage one after another, arriving at the outer street of Meteor Street and heading towards the most prosperous and beautiful place, the church.

Meteor Street has a population of nearly 10 million, and the residential area has expanded to a large city scale and is divided into inner streets and outer streets.

It stands to reason that Meteor Street has existed for hundreds of years and has garbage resources dumped by countries around the world. No matter how poorly it develops, people will not be reduced to picking up garbage.

Most of the current residential areas on Meteor Street still live in wooden houses, mud houses, and greenhouses, without even basic building facilities.

Only the situation in the inner street is much better. The people living in the inner street are members of the Meteor Street Elders Council, and most of them are subordinates of the elders.

The further outskirts Meteor Street is, the worse the living environment is.

On the contrary, the further inward, the better the living environment is, the streets are cleaner, the houses are neater and more beautiful, and the infrastructure is more complete.

The reason why Meteor Street cannot develop is because of the Council of Elders.

The management organization of Meteor Street is the Council of Elders. When it comes to city managers, people probably think of the city government and think that the Council of Elders is such a management organization.

But in fact, the nature of the Council of Elders is that of a gang.

Rather than saying that they are a management organization, it is better to say that they are a gang alliance, similar to a gang organization like the Ten Old Men.

The elders of the Council of Elders control all the resources of Meteor Street, and they allocate resources according to the strength of their respective powers.

In other words, the resources of Meteor Street were not used for the future development of Meteor Street, but were used by the elders to develop their own power and consolidate their dominance.

This can be seen by simply comparing the living environment and quality level of the elders with the living environment and quality level of the residents of Meteor Street.

Not to mention that Meteor Street is a lawless zone filled with crimes, murders and other bad things.

It can be seen that the Elder Council of Meteor Street does not play any role as a manager at all.

Therefore, Ilumi decided to reorganize Meteor Street and use the resources here for his own use.

"arrive."

After walking through the streets, the two teenagers finally arrived at the only church on the outer street.

"Gulu..."

The two teenagers looked at the magnificent and beautiful cathedral in front of them and couldn't help but swallow their saliva nervously. They had never been in such a luxurious place since they were sensible.

"Go in."

The two teenagers mustered up the courage to take a step forward.

"Buzz!"

As soon as he took a step, there was a strange buzzing sound above his head, accompanied by a strong wind.

"Huhuhu~!"

The strong wind swept through the streets, and all kinds of garbage and dust flew up. In order to prevent the sand and dust from flying into their eyes, most people raised their arms to protect their faces.

After a while, the strong wind gradually weakened until it disappeared.

People put down their arms and opened their eyes, only to find that the streets were dark and cool. Could it be that dark clouds had covered the sun and it was going to rain?

Some residents are happy because they can save money on buying water.

"Then...what is that!?"

Suddenly, a man on the street dropped the garbage in his hand to the ground with a clang. He looked up, his mouth wide open, and his expression was shocked.

Everyone looked up and saw a big black bird floating in the sky above them that almost covered the entire street. It was falling vertically and was about to fall down, smashing the street and people into pieces.

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, the Night Crow aircraft's propeller sprayed a large amount of white flames downwards, and stopped at a height of twenty meters above the street.
To be continued...