Derisive remarks echoed in the alley as two mature won were thrown out of the front door. When they noticed that people were looking at them, they covered their bodies with their clothes before running away.
Jun shook his head seeing that the two weren't even embarrassed about being seen naked. He then felt a presence coming towards him and saw Blake by the side, looking worried.
Blake anxiously said, "D-did you not like the girls? They are already the top ones from the outer district. Do you prefer the innocent ones? Please don't worry. I would personally enter the business district to search for the freshest ones right at this mont."
Jun frowned and replied. "What do you an?"
"Eh?" Blake turned to Jun in puzzlent. "Weren't you asking for so good service? Isn't that why you left ten-thousand on the table?"
"Haa... I guess it's also my fault. I didn't leave money for extra service. I paid in advance since I thought you'll need the money to pay for your connections. You don't have those? Then, how will you get what I need? Oh, and by the way. I want this to be quiet. I don't need rumors or any more problems. Do you understand what I an?"
Blake stared at Jun for a long ti. With the few hints Jun gave him, he finally realized that he was dealing with so hot sh*t that would definitely cause trouble for him.
Considering that he already accepted the task, he planned to finish it as quickly as possible and be done with this farce.
Blake gulped then nodded his head. "Yes, I understand."
Jun closed the door, then said. "Don't send won anymore."
After going back to his room, he remained uneasy. He sneaked out from one of the windows then strolled the outer district. He did not wear his cloak since he felt like it was making him suspicious.
For so reason, he felt eyes were watching him but he couldn't find anyone when he turns around.
The outer district was literally the outskirts of the city. A police tape that is usually used to prevent people from entering a cri scene was used to separate the outer district from the business district. Here, he finally saw soldiers but they were strict and only talked to him after he presented his business class citizenship.
After another fruitless attempt, Jun walked away in disappointnt. Well, at least he learned a lot of information.
Police officers can be found at the boundary of the business class district and the social class district. He also learned that the city was actually divided into three.
Jun thought that people could still move around freely but there were actually barriers that separated the three areas.
The outer district is the outer shell of the city and also its first line of defense. Blockades were positioned at every national highway with trained soldiers stationed nearby. The outer district took fifty percent of the city landmass since the refugee numbered in tens of thousands.
It was surprising to learn of the numbers but Jun felt warm inside him. Knowing that a lot of people survive sohow lightens his mood.
The business district takes thirty percent of the city and is between the social and outer districts. People from the outer district could only enter the business district if they have a Labor Pass or a rchant ID.
The Social District covers the remaining twenty percent which includes the City Hall and the nearby unique infrastructures; such as the Cathedral Church, the Rizal Capitol Building. the Y Gymnasium and dozens of Malls. The entry points were heavily guarded by the police and several soldiers.
"Jun Reyes... Jun... Bok, I feel like I heard that na before. I just can't rember where."
"Bok, stop saying random things... if other people from our class heard you, they might think you really like n." said the soldier while taking a step away from his partner.
On his stroll on the outer district, Jun passed through nurous markets. Sadly, most of the stalls only sell regular wares; scraps, clothes, food. The most unique item he saw at the market was the custom-made serrated knives which had different sizes and length. The stall owner said that serrated knives cause more damage. It also makes enemies move slower while losing more blood. He claid that it was a good weapon for those weak people who don't have enough arm strength to pierce through the skull.
Jun asked around for the CAF Garden Resort and Hotel as he shopped around the outer district. Unfortunately, all of the people he asked weren't locals and were refugees from nearby towns.
With his ager results, he wondered whether he should enter the business district to fish for information. The locals, even if unskilled laborers, should be living in the business district, right?
After buying every weird plant and seeds that he encountered, Jun made his way towards one of the entrances for the business district. There was a line but there were not that many people in the queue.
Jun stood in line and waited for his turn. When it ca to his turn, he showed his certificate then saw soone familiar in the distance.
The man saw him and walked towards him with a smile.
"When did you arrive? I didn't think that you'll still have the guts to co here."
"Sup. I see you're still alive? Do you think you'll die anyti soon?"
Christian glared at Jun, but remain silent. After being unusually quiet for a few seconds, he walked away and brushed shoulders with Jun.
Jun got pissed and barely contained the urge to brawl with Christian. The man was really getting into his nerves. He took a deep breath, then glared at the soldier on checkpoint duty.
"Aren't you done yet?!"
"What did you say!? Don't you know how to"
The soldier couldn't finish what he was saying and could only gulp when he saw Jun's deep glare. He then weakly handed the certificate back and Jun walked away.
After entering the business district, Jun quickly pointed out what was their difference. It was the atmosphere.
Although the streets have fewer people wandering about, it didn't lessen the lively atmosphere of the area.
That's right. It was lively.
The atmosphere from the outer district was one of desolation, the need to survive. People are selling everything that they have, so they could survive another day. If he did not chat with those soldiers, he would probably think that the governnt doesn't care about the people.
The governnt was already doing their best. There were just too many people which prevents them to distribute food freely. If they hire everyone, everyone would have money. That money would then be used to buy necessities, which are items that would quickly run out if they weren't monitored; foodstuffs.
That's also the reason why the business district was filled with vigor. People work day and night to earn money to buy things. Food factories were the top priorities, followed by bakeries. Lands were being reclaid from wild and would be turned into a farm. The top jobs in the city were hunters, farrs, and harvesters. The northeastern part of the city was a vast woodland ripe with natural resources. Normally, the governnt would touch this protected environnts, but due to the crisis, they were forced to do so.
Jun found the market area and shopped around. It was still the sa regular wares but since he hasn't seen lizards-on-a-stick, he could assu that the business district market's quality was a bit higher.
While strolling around, he unexpectedly t with another familiar face. The other person smiled genuinely upon seeing Jun.
Saul bowed slightly then greeted Jun.
"Long ti no see. Are you free right now? I want to thank you for saving that one ti. I haven't thanked you properly, so I thought I should invite you to so drinks."
"Sure! I'm curious about so things too. A chat would help save so ti."
"Great," Saul exclaid, then continued. "Let's go. I know a nice place. I've been visiting the place since I got back. They have so nice alcohol and pretty girls."
"Haha, I didn't see you as soone like that."
"I know, right? The military beca laced with things like these as long as you're off duty. They realized that soldiers need to let out steam too."
Jun laughed it off and the two walked while chatting. They entered a place filled with neon lights.
The bar was a bit dark but just enough to see where you're walking. Jun had a hunch that this place seems to be that kind of bar.
Saul and Jun walked towards the corner away from the partying crowd.
As soon as the two sat down, Jun couldn't help but ask Saul. "Is this what you ant when you said you wanted to thank ?"
Saul frowned not sure of what he ant, but when their gazes t, he realized that Jun knows what he's up to.
"I'm sorry..."
"It's okay. Let's drink once, okay?"
A bottle of alcohol appeared on the table together with two shot glasses.
Saul turned to the side as if asking for what to do. Jun followed his gaze, then waved his hand at the person staring at him on the distant table.
A smirk appeared on Carl's face as he watched the friendly smile on Jun's face.
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