I Became A Mech Soldier After Waking Up in The Future. - Chapter 54

“This is the Trudheim slum area, and more than 90% of the residents here are deviants,” Jeanne walked steadily. Her tone was unhurried, devoid of emotions.

Keiko followed step by step, silently.

“Each big district has its own slum, how dirty and messy it is, no one cares. The only thing they strictly control is access to the slum. The people outside cannot enter at will, and the people inside cannot go out at will. Fortunately, I prepared in advance to bring you in, so we can enter with relative ease.”

Indeed, Keiko recalled that when Jeanne took her arm through the inspection, the sergeant at the guard just gave them a glance and let them go immediately.

“Why did you bring me here?” Keiko asked her.

Jeanne smiled and said, “I know you’re interested in something, so I made arrangements for you.”

“I don’t have the slightest interest in this place, and this filthy place ruins my appetite. Major, I think we should leave quickly,” Keiko spat while wearing a disgusted expression on her face.

Jeanne smiled again, stopped, and turned to look at Keiko. Keiko covered her nose and looked at her. The disgusted expression on her face looked as if she really meant it.

“Second Lieutenant Lee, your acting is so bad,” After Jeanne finished speaking, she gave Keiko a mocking glance, and then continued to turn around and lead the way.

Keiko’s shoulder dropped, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she decided to shut her mouth from now on. As the saying went, “the mouth is the source of calamity.” The more she spoke, the more mistakes she would make. It was better to keep silent.

She had yet to understand the purpose of Jeanne bringing her here, but it was not difficult to guess that it should have something to do with the pair of mother and daughter she had saved in the Ein City before.

Keiko’s abnormal behavior at that time should have completely aroused Miss Jeanne’s curiosity. Moreover, the eldest lady may have connected this matter with General Armstrong’s secret plan.

The eldest lady must be trying to find out whether Keiko is really different from ordinary people by bringing her to the slum where the deviants are concentrated.

Although this was all Keiko’s speculation, Keiko feels that she mustn’t be far from the truth.

They gradually went deep into the center of the slum. As Jeanne walked, she naturally introduced the slum’s general situation to Keiko, as if she was aware that Keiko didn’t know these things.

The slums have basically existed ever since the day deviants came to light; it has been more than a hundred years now. Generations of deviants have made this place their home. It started with small numbers of deviants, but soon it increased at an unbelievable pace.

Generally, when someone’s alignment deviation value changed, the first thing that had to be done was to determine whether the change was insignificant or big enough to alter that person’s alignment.

It was fine if the deviation value just fluctuated a little bit and was still within the acceptable range of their original alignment.

In this case, you can choose to accept the treatment or just give up the treatment as long as you have an “acquaintance” inside the Faction Evaluation Center or can afford a sum called the “change fee”.

The problem occurred when someone’s alignment underwent an extreme change, especially from “Lawful” to “Chaotic” or “Good” to “Evil”. They had to go through correctional treatment and re-education. If it still didn’t work, they’ll be exiled to this slum.

Once you come to this place, it was equivalent to losing your identity as a federal citizen, losing all rights and freedoms, and you could only be put on a black collar and treated as a monster.

With only a pitiful and pathetic amount of food supplies every month, they have to do a lot of free labor, and they are so skinny that they have nowhere to vent their anger.

Occasionally, when they could go out, they would be discriminated against by ordinary people.

The scariest part was that the identity of deviants was passed down from generation to generation. If a person was still single when they was recognized as a deviant, then they basically would have had no offspring in their life.

And if the deviant already had descendants at the time, then regardless of whether the child was an adult or not, whether they had a tendency to be a deviant or not, they would be similarly regarded as a deviant and exiled into the slums together with their parents.

“It’s simply a baseless bias and prejudice!” Keiko shouted silently.

“This isn’t a baseless prejudice, but a conclusion drawn from data. More than 80% of the children of deviants will become deviants, and most of the remaining 20% ​​have a tendency to cross factions. That’s why there is such a policy,” Jeanne said.

“How could a person judge by statistics? Is a human being just a number to them?” Keiko said angrily.

“Unfortunately, most of the time, humans use data to measure themselves and others,” Jeanne replied calmly.

The two stopped discussing this issue and fell into silence, respectively.

They wandered around in the alley between the shelters and finally came to an area similar to a small square. There was a well in the center of the square, and some people in shabby clothes were fetching water and washing vegetables nearby.

The people who lived here looked so much better than the area they passed by before. This particular area also looks a little orderly. Although the people were poor, they still kept a shred of their dignity, looked clean and tidy, and lived their lives just like normal people.

Sensing the confusion in Keiko’s eyes, Jeanne explained, “Even the slums are divided into regions. Most of the people living here are from the Chaotic Good faction. They have their own rules and don’t necessarily abide by the laws of the Federation. Many of them had broken the law and were sent here only after repeatedly failing to reform.

There was no lack of big shots here, some of whom were once very famous intellectuals and military personnel, including some nobles. They used their contacts accumulated over the years as well as their clever minds to seek a still-safe refuge for this small group of people.”

Jeanne took the lead in walking towards the well, and Keiko followed closely.

“Don’t you really want to know why I brought you here? Actually, I want to introduce someone to you.” As Jeanne said, she pointed to a big-waisted middle-aged woman who was washing vegetables near the well.

“Donna Casperia, the leader of the chaotic good faction in Thrudheim’s slum, former chief staff officer of the Central Military Command, and… she is my dearest spiritual mentor.”

“What did you say?!”

Jeanne’s words struck Keiko like a Furious Earth Dragon’s spike.