There was a man who was the eighth generation grandson of the Yellow Emperor. He was said to be nearly a thousand years old, but his appearance was like that of a boy. He lost forty-nine wives and fifty-four sons in his life. It was said that he was extremely capable and could walk more than five hundred miles in a day.
Even if he does not eat for the whole year, he can still eat nine times a day. People call him Peng Zu.
On this day, the spring light was bright, the warm breeze was blowing, and the sky was beautiful.
Peng Zu, who had lived for a thousand years, was walking slowly in the village. He had long flowing sleeves, a high crown, a silver beard, a boyish face and fair hair. He was an unparalleled beauty.
He was accompanied by his fiftieth wife, with two young children bouncing around his knees, and the family was preparing to go on an outing outside the village.
Peng Zu had a smile on his face, he was carefree and beautiful.
When he arrived at the ferry bridge at the entrance of the village, he saw two teenagers squatting by the river, washing something on their hands.
The two young men are both handsome and have lively eyes. They are smart people at first glance. The clothes of the two are very strange. One is all in white without any color, and the other is in black with the same lack of color.
color.
What's even more strange is that the things the two young men were washing in their hands were so dark that the clear river water nearby was also completely black.
Peng Zu's beloved wife had sharp eyes, clapped her hands and sneered: "You two boys are stupid, there is no reason to wash black coal in the river, how can this be washed clean?"
The young man in white didn't take it seriously and didn't even raise his head: "How would you know if you haven't washed it? Only when the charcoal is washed can it be sold at a good price."
Peng Zu listened on the side and couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing.
The young man in black raised his head and asked: "The elder is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but you don't know why you are laughing?"
Peng Zu had a smug look on his face and relied on his old man: "I, Peng Zu, have lived for more than 880 years. What have I not seen before? I have never seen anything like whitening with black charcoal. You two kids are really whimsical. Stop thinking about it."
, it’s better to go home quickly.”
As soon as these words came out, the two young men looked up at the same time, with weird smiles on their faces.
The young man in white: "The old man can transcend the common sense of life and death and survive for nearly a thousand years. This is even more rare than my washing of charcoal."
The young man in black: "Peng Zu, since you are ready to kiss me, then come with us."
"Go? Where?" Peng Zu was slightly stunned.
"Underworld!" The two young men shouted at the same time.
At the same time, the originally clear sky suddenly became filled with dark clouds and became dark, and a black wind blew from nowhere, carrying sand and soil and roaring toward the bridge, like a furious yellow dragon.
Peng Zu's face suddenly changed, and he looked regretful: "Oh, what a moment of negligence!"
Although he felt regretful, he did not panic. He gently raised his hand, and a clear light lit up in his palm. He easily blocked the approaching black wind from the bridge, protecting himself and his wife and children.
Living.
"Hmph, just because you two impermanent brats want to kick me out? Look at my method: Qiankun Seal!"
Peng Zu waved his sleeve, and the clear light suddenly shone brightly, turning into a square glazed seal. The four sides of the seal corresponded to the four directions of east, west, north, and south, and were engraved with four sacred beasts. It was slowly thrown to the ground.
With every hit, the black wind was weakened and the world became clearer. No matter how hard the black and white boys tried, they could not save the situation.
Qiankun Seal, one seal determines the world!
Seeing that the black wind was about to dissipate, a quick voice came from the wind: "This guy is very capable! My dear, why don't you help me quickly?!"
"Jiao Niang?" This thought flashed through Peng Zu. Isn't this the maiden name of his wife? How could outsiders know it?
Before he could finish his thoughts, Peng Zu saw his wife walking up to him, leaning into his ear, and said with a smile: "We have lived together for several years, and I have given birth to two sons for you. Over the years, I have also
I found out your real name. Your name is Sun Ran, and you live on the first floor of District 55 in Greater China, right? If you don’t surrender, be careful of your true identity being destroyed!”
Peng Zu, no, Sun Ran looked at his wife in surprise. When he saw her wife looking at him with a proud look on her face and a smile on her face, she felt great regret in her heart.
He remembered that this was a half-truth and half-false lie he told his sweetheart on their wedding night. Unexpectedly, she followed the clues and found his real identity. It was really...sigh~
He walked a lot at night and eventually encountered ghosts. He didn't hate this Order Defender named "Jiao Niang", he only blamed himself for not being careful enough.
Then, the clear light disappeared, the Qiankun Seal dispersed, and Sun Ran gave up all resistance.
The black wind had no resistance and rolled past. After the clouds disappeared and the wind passed away, Peng Zu had fallen softly to the ground and lost his breath. The black and white boy also disappeared without a trace. There were only two frightened children left on the bridge, one with a cold expression.
woman.
This scene was viewed by the villagers and was said to be a matter of reincarnation, and the black and white boy was regarded as an impermanent ghost.
The world sighed and said: Pengzu lived for eight hundred and eighty years and could not tell the truth to his wife.
...
With a 'hoo' sound, in a narrow and dark room, a young man sat up from the Sigan lounge chair with a wry smile on his face.
The young man's face was slightly pale, and his body that had not exercised for a long time looked a little thin. He rolled his eyes and looked at the upper left corner of the holographic light screen in front of him.
Zhinao immediately caught his gaze, pulled an email with a rapid red light in the upper left corner to the center of the screen, enlarged it, and played a soft and clear electronic synthesized sound.
"The email comes from the virtual world management headquarters. It lists various crimes and corresponding punishments you have committed in the virtual world "Earth"."
The young man raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He seemed to have a headache.
Zhinao immediately responded: "Master, are you doing this to show that you are in a state of physical discomfort at the moment, and to gain sympathy to reduce the punishment?"
The young man smiled bitterly: "Reducing the punishment? Don't mention this for now, just read it quickly, I'm listening."
He has lived in the super-large virtual reality game "Earth" for more than 800 years, and his mind has become so confused that he has even forgotten the difference between reality and virtuality, so that he has not seen such an obvious trap today.
My feet stepped in.
The worst thing is that he himself left a clear confession and the evidence is conclusive. No matter how he defends and pleads, it is useless.
This time, he was completely stumped.
Zhinao was very responsible and read out the cruel punishment in a soft voice.
"Sun Ran, male, twenty-four years old, unemployed, living on the first floor of Area 55 in Great China.
Crime 1: Seriously destroying the balance of the game.
In "Earth", he paid a total of 1,000 credits to buy 8 years of life, but he took advantage of a game loophole and overspent 872.325 years. According to the credit point universal calculation protocol, the Earth operator claimed 928,650,000 credits from Sun Ran."
Sun Ran had just finished listening to the first article and looked at the string of zeros behind the claim amount. He suddenly felt weak, as if he had been drained.
In the general computing protocol, the calculation method of credits required to consume the game life is not linear, but increases exponentially.
Eight years only takes 1,000 credits, but to live as a civilian for 70 years, you need more than 100,000 credits, which is a lot of money. Therefore, in "Earth", there is "Seven Years in Life".
"It has been rare since ancient times".
But he lived for more than 800 years. Adding in the compensation from the game, the cumulative total has become an astronomical figure of 900 million.
This is more than 900 million credit points, which is almost as much as the total trade volume of Area 55 in one month. Sun Ran’s annual subsidy and welfare is only 2,000 credit points. How can anyone pay this back?
Just when Sun Ran was exhausted and covered in cold sweat, Zhinao ruthlessly read out the second crime.
"Crime Two: Virtual Rape.
During the 872 years of Sun Ran's illegal consumption, he had forty-nine wives, all of whom were in illegal unions. Among the forty-nine ladies, except for three who gave up their rights protection, the other forty-six chose to sue. According to the degree of harm suffered by each lady
, the claim amounts vary, totaling 8,648,586 credits.”
Another sharp stabbing. Back then, there was a lot of love and talk in the boudoir, but now they have turned against each other and are heartless, so sad.
Sun Ran hummed a few times on the recliner, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.
He has too many debts to bear, and he has experienced a blow of 900 million credit points, and these more than 8 million are nothing. What else can he do, the worst he can do is use his broken body to pay off the debt.
"Can you tell me which ones have not been prosecuted?" Sun Ran asked weakly, he was a little curious.
"Due to the existence of the confidentiality agreement, the identity of the other party cannot be provided without the consent of the subject."
"Oh..." Sun Ran sighed, feeling very relieved that he still had three lovers left, so his life was not in vain.
Zhinao added the final blow: "Master, this is the last time I call you master. You are heavily in debt and cannot repay more than 1% of the compensation in the foreseeable future. The federal government of the solar system has stopped all welfare provision for you.
If you want to recover, you will have to work unless you join the job. After joining the job, in addition to ensuring the minimum survival needs, all the remuneration you receive will be used to repay the debt. From now on, your every move will be monitored by the central intelligence brain.
."
This means that Sun Ran's comfortable life on the first floor of District 55 is over.
If he doesn't find a gainful job as soon as possible, he will either starve to death or be forcibly expelled from the comfortable inner solar system by the federal government and go to the outer solar system, such as the ice ball on Europa, to explore unknown worlds.
.
However, it is so difficult to find a job on Earth now, and the competition is so fierce that it is unimaginable. He may really want to go to Europa.
As for the last one, although Sun Ran was not afraid, he still had a headache.
The central intelligence brain is the core of the global artificial intelligence system, and its functions are extremely powerful. If it is monitored closely, any action he takes in the virtual world will be more than ten times more risky.
This is also the reason why Sun Ran can make all the changes in the virtual world, but dare not move a single cent of his credit in the real world.
This is a high-voltage line that is closely monitored. The risk is too high. If he fails to do it correctly, he will be discovered by the central intelligence. The punishment is to directly obliterate the body. Even if he gets the money, it is black money, and he does not have professional money laundering channels. Once he uses it, he will
If it is discovered, it can only be left there to grow moldy. Of course, as long as Sun Ran is willing to do it, with his mind, none of this is a problem. The problem is that he still has some moral bottom lines, or in other words, aloofness, which he inherited from who knows where.
, disdain to make such heartless money.
There was silence in the room for a long time, and then Sun Ran sighed: "Then you'd better go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the holographic light screen in front of him went out, and the energy indicator light of the Sigan recliner slowly dimmed.
Sun Ran got up and wanted to turn on the light, but the original sound sensor light also stopped responding. When he arrived at the bathroom, which was only one square meter in size, he put his hand under the faucet, but no water came out. He went to the food delivery port to look at the food options above.
The panel is also gray and unresponsive at all.
Without electricity, water, and food, life returned to primitive society.
With the last hope, Sun Ran checked his e-wallet and lamented that there were only twenty credits left in it. If he saved a little, he could probably live for five days, but what about five days later?
Sun Ran sighed, he really went big this time. After playing in "Earth" for more than 800 years, he spent the rest of his life in the abyss.
There is only one way to go at this time, find a job.
He moved to the door of the room, looked at the dust accumulated on the doorknob, and smiled bitterly. In the game, for more than 800 years, one day corresponds to one year, but in reality, almost three years have passed.
For three years, he only logged out once a day to solve physical problems, and spent the rest of the time in the virtual world.
Opening the door, artificial sunlight came in, which was a bit dazzling. Sun Ran raised his hands to cover his eyes.
In order to maximize the use of the earth's space, the earth's cities have a total of three floors. This is the first and lowest floor, which is built underground and is equivalent to the slums in ancient times.
There are no blue skies, white clouds, or any green plants in the slums. Under the guidance of the idea of maximizing space utilization, this place is completely a steel jungle.
Most of the people living here are people who are waiting to die with government subsidies, and Sun Ran is one of them.
Sun Ran himself did not want to wait to die, but because he had congenital alpha heart disease caused by a genetic defect, his heart was very fragile and he was unable to participate in any work.
This is a genetic defect that can be repaired, but the credits required are a sky-high price and he can't afford it, so he can only live his life until he dies.
What he calls finding a job now is just trying his best to find a job.
By the time his eyes had adjusted, a self-driving hover car had already parked in front of his home.
"At your service, sir." The door of the hover car slid open silently.
The hovercar belongs to the public transportation system and provides free services whether in the slums on the first floor or the zenith area on the third floor.
Sun Ran got into the car and felt his stomach. He was a little hungry. He weakly said: "Give me a piece of food. The cheapest one."
"One credit point, sir." A bag of nutrient solution that was as sticky as snot slipped into Sun Ran's hand, and at the same time a credit point was deducted from his wallet.
The government subsidy of two thousand credits a year is a real subsistence subsidy. Just eating the cheapest food can consume more than half of it. If you want to eat better, you will not have any money left in the year.
After taking a few puffs, Sun Ran pinched his nose and poured the disgusting stuff into his stomach in one breath.
After eating, he burst into tears.
On earth, he eats delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, all natural and good things. Compared with this disgusting food, it is really a paradise or a hell.
What's even more tragic is that in order to survive, he must eat this damn thing every day for the foreseeable future. It's sad to think about it.
After filling his stomach, Sun Ran felt a little energetic and said, "Take me to find a job."
The smart brain of the hover car was connected to the smart brain of Area 55, so it could naturally understand what Sun Ran meant. It accelerated with a 'swish' and merged into the dense flow of suspended traffic.
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