The so-called black street is just a place where high-rise buildings are densely covered by sunlight, so that in some narrow streets on the ground floor of the building are dim most of the day, so it is called "black street".

Fang Zhao lives now, and the nearby area is full of unified buildings with more than 100 floors. There are some narrow "slits" between the buildings, and below those gaps is what people call "black streets". Therefore, people living on "black streets" are also called "people living in the gaps", another name for people at the bottom.

The conditions on the black street are not good. Apart from the seldom seen in the sun, it is a chaotic environment.

After signing the contract with the company, the original owner moved out of the school. No one else disturbed the convenience of creation, and the confidentiality was good. However, the funds on hand were limited, so he could only rent such a container-style house on the Black Street. The original owner also thought of changing the results of his hard work to create and moving out of here after exchanging the salary. Unfortunately... before he could hand over the results to the company, he was stolen by his friends he had always trusted.

The original owner has four friends who grew up together, Zeng Huang, Zeng Huang's fiancée Wan Yue, Fang Sheng, and the original owner's ex-girlfriend Xi Hong.

The five of them grew up together and lived in the same building when they were young. Unfortunately, in middle school, the building where they lived in their home exploded due to an accident, and less than one percent of the people survived the entire building. Only those who lived in the school survived.

The government compensated a lot of money in that accident, and the welfare policy was good. The compensation was enough for them to have enough food and clothing to finish college. The five people were all alumni from elementary school to middle school, and they also came to Qi'an City together when they were in college. Although they were in different schools, they also had connections. However, the relationship between the five people was not as close as they were when they were young.

After the end of the world, a global alliance was established to unify the whole, regardless of country.

The alliance is divided into eight continents and four continents.

The place where Fang Zhao is now located is Yanzhou Political and Financial Center, one of the eight continents, and it is also the seat of the continental government - Qi'an City.

The original owner of the body was the best among the five. He was admitted to the Qi'an Conservatory of Music, the best music school in Yanzhou.

Since the new century, nearly half of the 100 most influential composers in Yanzhou have emerged from the composition department of Yanzhou Conservatory of Music. Many of them still have extremely high influence on the world and are the schools that many people dream of.

Most of the students who graduated from the composition department were signed by entertainment companies before graduation. The original owner was also half a year before graduation, and was attracted by Binyi Media, one of the three major entertainment companies in Yanzhou, and signed a half-year internship contract.

In the past six months, the original owner studied at Blade Media in the first three months, helping the seniors there to run errands and attend training classes arranged by the company. The next three months are the time for Blade Media to prepare for the music industry rookie competition. The performance in the next three months directly determines whether they can continue to stay at Blade Media to become formal employees, and will affect their subsequent development. Blade Media will arrange resources based on their "results" in the rookie competition.

However, the original owner was stolen by a small voice for the results of his hard work in the rookie competition.

Fang Sheng, the original owner has the same surname and has a distant relative. As the original owner's good brother and good partner, he stabbed the original owner in the back at the most critical moment, causing the original owner to commit suicide by not being able to withstand the blow and pressure.

Stop searching for memories, Fang Zhao noticed that it was gradually becoming lively outside, with people around him. The house was on the second floor, and the first floor was a slightly larger shop. There was a noise from opening the door and moving things downstairs. Someone in the building opposite also opened the window and looked out.

Although the surroundings are still relatively dark, Fang Zhao looked at the street as if he was admiring rare works of art.

From the end of the world to the present, the changes have been too great, making Fang Zhao unfamiliar and novel.

This is the new world!

The end of the world, which is what people today call the "destruction period" and the real prosperity welcoming!

Those old friends who were once alive to the end would definitely be very happy. The war that lasted for a hundred years and the lives of billions of people eventually came to a prosperous era as everyone wished.

The noise and darkness should have been annoying, but at this time, Fang Zhao felt endless vitality, and the world that he once longed for came again!

Close your eyes and take a deep breath, Fang Zhao greedily felt the breath of the new world after the end of the world.

The inspiration for creation jumped freely in the brain, as if it wanted to rush out. The blood seemed to soar to a temperature that was about to boil and evaporate, and every hair was trembling with excitement.

Not enough...

If you want to create successfully, this little inspiration is not enough now!

The noise outside became louder and louder, and the window was a little brighter than before, and such changes were intensifying.

No more memories, Fang Zhao locked the window. According to the memory of the body left in his brain, Fang Zhao knew that the day was the most lively and the most precious time for the black street.

His eyes swept across the room and stayed on the bracelet on the bedside table for two seconds. Fang Zhao walked over quickly, picked up the bracelet and buckled it on his left wrist. This is something that more than 90% of people in the new world have, and belongs to the personal terminal category.

Currency is used in a large scale in virtual form, so if you want to buy something, Fangzhao must bring it with you. At the same time, it is also the key to the house.

After fastening the bracelet, Fang Zhao walked to the door and stopped again, turned around and took the stray dog ​​that was lying there and staring at him out.

When he went out, Fang Zhao found that many people were walking on the first floor like him. This building was like a beehive, with many residents living in, and most of them were like Fang Zhao. They lived in a difficult life and could only stay in such a narrow place where there was no sunshine most of the time every day.

In a crowded area of ​​high-rise buildings, the street at the bottom is dark most of the time even during the day. Some people with funds will live in high places, and people always yearn for a place of light.

Those who cannot live in a higher-level building with better conditions and are not convenient to travel will look to noon every day, which is the only time for a short sunlight in the dark street.

The person who ran down from the building just glanced at Fang Zhao quickly and walked by by mistake. They only had a little impression of Fang Zhao, they were not familiar with him, and they were too lazy to say hello.

A few people glanced curiously when they saw Fang Zhao holding a dog. Fang Zhao didn't mind, and looked up at him and smiled.

The other party showed obvious surprise, probably wondering that this young man who is usually gloomy would laugh!

At this time, most of the people who came to the street to bask in the sun were older, with white hair and staggering old men and ladies coming out of the elevator.

When walking out of the corridor, Fang Zhao found that there were already many people on the street. Large vehicles had other passages, so on, on the black street on the ground, there were basically no vehicles coming and going. Most of the daytime was very deserted, except now.

The sun is gradually rising, and the sun shines on the residents on the lower floors of Tongjian Building. Some people who have not come to the street will also open the windows and enjoy the precious sunshine of the day.

Fang Zhao did not rush to take up space, but walked into the shop on the first floor. He was very hungry now, so he would talk about other things until he had enough.

Because of the end of the world, in the new century, the newly established planet government did not restrict guns at the beginning, but was afraid that another world-destroying battle would occur. If it was so unlucky, everyone could join the war at any time with weapons. But later, the situation gradually got out of control, guns were flooded, and turmoil was frequent. Several continents even had leaders, and the planet government was almost overthrown, so it began to restrict guns. Especially in the past century, gun restrictions were particularly strict, and ordinary people could not own guns.

As for Yue Qing, the owner of the store downstairs, he is a veteran and one of the few people on this black street who can legally own guns. The gangsters on the black street dare not provoke people who own guns, which is the main reason why this store can open safely on the black street.

When Fang Zhao walked into the store, Yue Qing, who was yawning, looked at Fang Zhao curiously. He remembered that yesterday, this kid seemed to be about to stop himself and could not listen to anything. He thought there would be another suicide incident on the dark street, but he didn't expect that he would appear here again today.

Yue Qing's eyes swept through the dog that Fang Zhao was holding. That's right, it was the boy yesterday. He saw this guy picking up the stray dog ​​last night. Several gangsters who came to his store to buy things yesterday even started a gambling game after seeing it, betting on what the kid would do to pick up the dog back, whether to bury him with him or slaughter the dog. Now it seems that they are all wrong.

Fang Zhao noticed Yue Qing's gaze, but this gaze was just curious and did not contain any other malice, so Fang Zhao ignored it and chose the most affordable thing according to his memory - three sealed strips with a thumb length. Don't look too big, and the weight in his hand was like iron. Low-end compressed food.

Yue Qing withdrew his gaze and glanced at the thing Fang Zhao picked, "It costs nine yuan in total. Can I unzip the pressure?"

The so-called decompression means decompressing compressed foods so that these compressed lumps can be eaten directly.

"Explanation. Have another cup of tea," Fang Zhao said.

"Unzi unzip, tea 50 cents, a total of ten yuan." As he said that, Yue Qing unzipped the three compressed foods and put them into the decompressor. After about ten seconds, he took out the plates inside. There were three 20 centimeters long and 78 centimeters wide, like steamed cakes, and it was still steaming.

"Take it away?" Yue Qing asked.

"No, just eat here." Fang Zhao took the plate and asked Yue Qing again, "Boss Yue, can you move the chair out?"

"Don't move too far." Yue Qingtou replied without raising his head. He was not afraid of this guy stealing the chairs in his shop. There were not many people on this street who dared to steal the things in his shop.

Fang Zhao put the dog not far from the store, and then moved a chair from the store and sat down.

Fang Zhao took one for the dog at his feet and the other two for himself. If this were in the end of the world, he would not be so generous in distributing the food to a dog he had just met. However, reborn in the new century, Fang Zhao was in a good mood and was willing to share it. Since the original owner picked it up and it was not dead, then keep it first.

The texture of the compressed cake is not good, and the tea is also brewed with inferior artificial powder, otherwise it would not be sold so cheaply. However, as a person who has been through the end of the world, Fang Zhao felt that this was already a kind of delicious food. He also experienced hunger in the early days of the end of the world. Although he no longer worried about food in the later period, he did not pay so much attention to it.
Chapter completed!