Jiang Shanjiao was pedaling hard on the "Zili Thunder". His sweat-soaked sweatpants outlined the strong muscles on his thighs. His chest was rising and falling, and his steady breathing became a little scattered.
Today's self-generated power generation has come to an end. His physical strength is close to the bottom. His flexible joints feel like someone has sprinkled a handful of iron sand, and he can hear the sound of rusty muscles rubbing against each other in his ears.
But Jiang Shanjiao still didn't stop pedaling. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, speeding up in the astonished eyes of tens of thousands of spectators behind the telescreen.
Puzzled comments popped up on the telescreen.
"It's crazy..."
"It's already been 12 hours. It generates electricity for more than 4 hours every day. Why do we have to do it to this extent?"
"With so much power left in the account, how can it be crazier than those pill jars that are so poor that they have no food to eat?"
"If you work hard every day, if there is a serious problem with your joints or Achilles tendons, you will have to get out of the way in advance."
"The Geyu Management Center actually asked us to learn from such a lunatic. Who would learn from it except those stupid androids?"
More and more comments appeared on the telescreen, like moss and mold after the rain, soon covering the entire screen.
Seeing that Jiang Shanjiao kept his head down and not looking at the screen, some viewers did not hesitate to consume the battery in their accounts and used automatically played voice comments to make him hear voices of doubt and ridicule.
Jiang Shanjiao turned a deaf ear. The final sprint put him into a wonderful state. Under the interaction of endorphins and other hormones, the unbearable pain all over his body had disappeared. It was as if he had run into a tropical ocean.
The whole body is surrounded by warm sea water, and every muscle is stretching and smiling.
The real world and tired body have been left behind, and only the sound of a strong heartbeat is like a drum.
If there really is a soul, Jiang Shanjiao feels that his soul has escaped from his body and is running towards a bright end.
Is that the future?
What's in store for the future...
As soon as Jiang Shanjiao thought, the memories of the past and the longing of the present flowed in his consciousness, trying to weave a picture of the future he expected.
The shadows of some people and objects gathered and accumulated in Jiangshanjiao's consciousness, forming incomplete puzzle pieces, but they could never form a complete picture.
Even in this marvelous runner's climax, that picture of the future failed to emerge.
Jiang Shanjiao suppressed the urge to sigh and gradually slowed down his pedaling speed.
There are so many pieces of the puzzle missing...especially the most beautiful and moving piece.
She lives in another grid area, and according to the regulations of the grid area management center, he will never be able to meet her in the real world.
For me, the name Chi Xuexi can only be the image and sound on the telescreen from beginning to end.
Love is not among the necessities provided to citizens by the Grid Management Center.
Only the remnants of the old generation still crave non-necessities.
There are more and more new generations created by in vitro fertilization technology. Compared with the old generation of citizens born through natural childbirth, they are more adaptable to mood stabilizers. As long as they insist on taking the medicine, they will not have unnecessary stress on non-essential products.
Desire will not express passionate remarks through the telescreen, nor will it turn into a medicine jar or a lunatic.
Jiang Shanjiao randomly visited the live broadcast room with hundreds of viewers, and found that after learning his work and life style, the people who had significantly improved power generation were basically the new generation, while the survivors of the old generation often regarded him as a laughing stock.
Even though those viewers of the old generation used drugs at higher doses and more frequently than he did, these viewers still thought he was the lunatic. After learning that he was also a remnant of the old generation, they found him even more unreasonable.
Maybe the new generation is what the Grid Area Management Center needs.
When the new generation takes up the majority, the remnants of the old generation may become non-essential.
My live broadcast room is still in the recommended directory of the Geyu Management Center, which shows that I am still an excellent necessity.
The new generation is making rapid progress, and I must manage myself more strictly.
Such thoughts and emotions today are not necessary. In the future, we should gradually reduce them, internalize the results of thinking, and eliminate unnecessary emotions.
The metal flywheel of Zili Thunder stopped, and the number on the display screen finally settled on "107.25".
Jiang Shanjiao walked off the power generation equipment and was about to get a towel to wipe his sweat. Suddenly, a large number of red, yellow and green vertical bars appeared on the telescreen in front of him. The original live broadcast room screen was covered by the three-color vertical bars. In the middle of the screen
A line of gold characters slowly flashed out:
"Geyu Citizen Life Guidance System-Beta Version (1.0), proudly produced by Geyu Management Center."
The moment he saw the screen change, Jiang Shanjiao lost control of his body. A small screen appeared in his mind, playing his every move at the moment.
He walked into the wash area as usual, taking off his clothes and turning on the shower system. He acted as usual, even scrubbing different parts of his body in the same order.
The martial arts souls of Liang De and Sun Xunqiao were attached to Jiang Shanjiao, and they were each busy.
Liang De used the golden snake to control Jiang Shanjiao's body, and used his natural power to influence the photoreceptor cells on his retina, allowing him to see the reality with an extra layer added to it.
In the real reality, Jiangshanjiao's telescreen was operating as usual, and tens of thousands of viewers did not notice anything unusual. The three-color vertical bars and the large characters of the Life Guidance System only existed in Jiangshanjiao's field of vision.
"Brother, have you finished writing your opening remarks? There is no need to spend too much effort, just say a few sentences.
You have watched so many live broadcasts in Geju. There is only one management organization for the telescreen. No organization or individual in the industry can control the telescreen. It is impossible for him to doubt the information released by the Geju Management Center on the telescreen."
"Junior brother, do you know why you can't become the Wanhua Yuanshen? It's because you lack the spirit of craftsmanship.
Look at the user interface of the life guidance system you made, how ugly it is. It’s not as good as the course selection system of some universities. Don’t you think it’s ugly?”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Liang De Yuanshen spread out his hands: "You watched me make this thing temporarily. I have never studied art, what else do you want."
"There are so many ready-made interfaces on the Konghai Internet. If you can't make one, wouldn't you just copy it?" Sun Xunqiao blurted out.
"Fuck, is this your craftsmanship, senior brother?"
"Ahem... Let's not talk about the user interface. Why is my image so blurry that it looks like a pixelated figure, and I can't even see my face clearly? You are obviously cutting corners."
"His brain load is only about three times higher than that of ordinary Blue Star people. This is still a state of being drugged.
Just receiving some of the soul messages from you and me has taken up more than 70% of his running memory, and if we pursue high image quality, I'm afraid he'll get a headshot on the spot."
"Okay, give me an appearance animation, I'm going to make a grand debut."
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Jiang Shanjiao couldn't help but return to the telescreen. He saw many colored squares sprinkled on top of the screen. A pixelated man with a yellow face and black body walked to the middle of the screen and made a look that looked extremely stupid.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, in view of your long-term excellent performance, the Geyu Management Center has designated you as the first batch of trial users of the life guidance system. I am your exclusive consultant. My surname is Sun. I will guide your life from now on.
This system uses the latest brainwave communication technology. All communication can be completed through brainwaves. If you have any questions, please speak in your head.
Mr. Jiang, I’d like to borrow a little bit of your time to look at today’s daily tasks first.”
The text on the telescreen changed. After seeing those new lines of text, Jiang Shanjiao's soul was violently shaken. If he hadn't lost control of his body, he might have been running and hitting the wall like those medicine jars that are close to crazy, trying to escape.
Get out of this apartment.
Why, why does the Geyu Management Center know my deepest secrets!
"Mission goal: strike up a conversation with Chi Xuexi and chat for more than 10 minutes."
"Mission time limit: 24 hours."
"Task reward: 5000 kWh of electricity."
"Punishment for failure: The Geyu Management Center will push a message to all citizens, making your secret love for Chi Xuexi public."
After Liang De finished typing the subtitles, he said to Sun Xunqiao with some confusion:
"Brother, what kind of punishment is this? Let's change it to killing him and scaring him."
Sun Xunqiao looked confident and said:
"You don't understand, some people would rather be obliterated than let others know who they have a crush on.
Just wait and see, he will definitely be obedient after reading it, and he will do whatever you ask him to do."
Jiang Shanjiao's consciousness fell silent for a while, and his restless soul gradually stabilized. After a few minutes, he calmly said in his mind:
"Consultant Sun, I would like to apply to redeem a set of euthanasia medical kits."