"Humanity's endless technological expansion will only lead to destruction and nothingness."
Gu He put his arms around Jian's waist, and she was talking while pedaling the bicycle, never stopping along the way.
If she is his client, no matter he is a psychiatrist or a cowherd, he will be happy because she is too willing to communicate.
She said that low-tech people hate the fact that two people are silent when facing each other. They cannot speak or want to speak without a machine.
"It is always said that technology makes people close to each other, but isn't the current development making people more and more distant from each other? People are chasing illusions, but they turn a blind eye to the things in front of them."
Gu He listened silently, understanding their ideas without making any judgments. Low science was just a thing.
But maybe Jane talked too much and too fast. He didn't sleep well last night, so he couldn't help but yawn while listening...
If the night rain hadn't hit his face coldly and the neon lights weren't too bright, he would have fallen asleep next to Jane's back.
Who is Tang Monk...
"How long until we arrive?" Gu He asked, thinking that she had been riding for almost an hour.
"It's almost time." Jane's voice was still strong, without any fatigue or hoarseness, not just because she was a side sect extraordinary person, "Low science people face reality, whether it is bloody or broken, we live in reality.
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Gu He closed his drowsy eyes and leaned on her shoulder, wanting to live in a dream for the time being...
As one of the oldest districts in Flowing Light City, Kabukicho has a lot of land and little wasteland.
Although Gu He had been to Sanjiao District and Chengzhai District this month, he had never been out of Shouhui Street. Only then, while half asleep and half awake, did he pass by Caoyuan Street and see rows of wooden buildings along the street.
It’s an ancient building, but there’s not a lot of neon light.
Jane was driving southwest, along a railway track, and the roar of the subway woke Gu He up.
"Is the subway considered high-tech?" Gu He asked, "What about cars? Don't you all use cars?"
"Use it, but use it as little as possible." Jane found a new topic, "The development of transportation and communication has advantages and disadvantages. It makes us lose the ability to care. I ask for care, and I ask for anxiety about the distance."
What is an assertion? This is an assertion, Gu He thought, not even Cookie could say it.
Jane said that she does not go back to Loco Land every day because she has to ride a bicycle for several hours every time. She is usually active in the Licai Club area on Shouhui Street and sleeps in a capsule hotel at night.
After riding along the railway for a long time, Gu He didn't recognize the place, so Jian said it was in the Liufang Street area and was about to arrive.
The bicycles gradually left the busy streets and headed towards the iron bridge of a large river. The metal of the iron bridge reflected the dazzling bridge lights, but they were not going to the bridge, but to the riverside below the bridge.
From a distance, Gu He saw a candlelight that was different from the light beside the river in the misty night rain, and the dots were like fluorescent lights.
He was suddenly surprised again. After listening to what Jian had just said, he thought that the living environment of low-tech people was actually very orderly.
However, the low-tech land was clearly made up of dilapidated and messy awnings, tents and tin houses. It looked like a gathering place for homeless people, but it had the flag of the low-tech tribe and was guarded and patrolled.
Jian Gui's heart was as fast as an arrow, and she pedaled the bicycle faster, rushing towards the low-tech land that concerned her.
"Big Dog, Fishbone, Fuyuze, will you keep vigil tonight? I'm back!"
"Jenny, Jenny! Who is this in your car?" "Are you a man?" "Finally brought a man back!"
Jane did not stop, but smiled and greeted the guards as she drove past.
"Uh, hello, everyone." Gu He also waved to them. They were all wearing simple or even tattered clothes, smiling brightly, and holding crude homemade metal weapons in their hands, some like guns and some like harpoons.
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He saw cars parked near the river, and there were quite a few of them, especially pickup trucks.
It seems that Jane is simply a low-tech fanatic who insists on riding a bicycle...
But one good thing about the bicycle was that it allowed her to drive directly into the small streets between the shantytowns in Decoration.
"I'm back!" Jane pressed the bicycle bell, and some children on the road ran up and chased the bicycle, laughing and asking who Gu He was and if he was Jane's boyfriend.
"None of the children from low-income families will become street children. On the contrary, many street children become low-income families."
Jane's tone was proud, with a hint of reminiscence, "That's just me."
Gu He really saw a lot of children, as if all the street rats had come here.
He also noticed that almost all of the guards and passers-by were covered in tattoos.
Jane also has some delicate tattoos on her hands and forearms, and some patterns on her neck, but not on her face.
Tattoos are a fashion for low-tech people. Instead of fussing with technology, they just fuss with their own bodies. Instead of watching TV and paying attention to others, they have more time to take care of themselves and have more time to have children.
He heard loud and lively music again, and there were a lot of audio equipment installed among the shacks.
"Is this considered low-tech?" Gu He wondered, the effect of this surround sound...
"Music is an important part of our lives." Jane explained, "Music will not make you indulge in fantasy, but it can make you feel the reality better."
"What is low science and what is high science? Who made these decisions?" Gu He couldn't help but ask, is it reasonable?
"The Decocts." Jane's voice suddenly sounded respectful, "But no one can find him. He left thirty years ago, like Mambo-La Paz, Roton-Lourdes. The Decocts built various cities.
The low-tech tribe founded the blackout profession and is our spiritual leader."
Only then did Gu He know that there was such a historical figure, the Low Keqi people, okay.
"Jane, Jane, Jane!"
At this time, when the bicycle approached a lively small square, Jane stopped the bicycle. A group of middle-aged men and women came, led by a middle-aged man in tattered clothes, wrapped in a checkered scarf, and his braids dancing.
The middle-aged man said happily: "Who is this? Let me guess, your boyfriend. Oh, I guessed wrong."
"His name is Captain Swinging." Jian introduced to Gu He, "Our leader here."
"The temporary leader." Captain Swing said with a laugh, "Sooner or later he will be replaced by Jane." Several other middle-aged men and women agreed with a smile.
"Uh, hello, I'm from the fish pond." Gu He said, getting off the bicycle.
"Then I understand." Captain Swing nodded and sighed: "Miss Caiyin and I have known each other for many years. When she was as old as Jane, oh man, if you look at her one more time, you could be killed."
Gu He knew that he had no special mission on this trip. He was just following the low-tech tribe and taking them to the streets as a middleman. This was a routine procedure for the cooperation between the low-tech tribe and Yakuza.
"Our place is a bit broken and we don't have much money." Captain Swing said with a smile, "We just make some handicrafts, sell some garbage, and do some work in the wild. But we live comfortably, so do whatever you want and have fun.
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Gu He could indeed see almost only smiles on the faces of the people here, and there was laughter all around.
"Those big companies like Santo use technology to fabricate the so-called reality for people, and control people's attention and thinking, so that people can become addicted to it and become able to think and talk, but not act on reality." Jian You
Started talking.
"Hoho, man, she really knows how to speak right." Captain Swing said happily, "I don't know who taught her, but it wasn't me. She is an angry girl, full of energy."
"Captain, you taught me that losing anger is losing happiness, and losing happiness is losing everything."
Jane was too lazy to pay attention to their banter, and took Gu He's hand towards the small square in front, "I'll take you to dance. We have dances here every night, rain or shine."
Gu He walked into the square. It was crowded and lively. People with low education of all ages gathered together. They played musical instruments, sang and danced. There were also Kabuki performances, and they laughed and laughed face to face.
No one is watching TV or playing with mobile phones. They are living a retro life.
The arrival of Jian and Gu He made everyone cheer and immediately asked them to dance.
Gu He was not a good dancer, but no one had any requirements, so he just swayed and swayed a few times with Jane.
"Jenny, Gu He! Jenny, Gu He!" People applauded happily, which was very collective and contagious.
However, Gu He always had a slight sense that he would fall into a pyramid scheme...
But he knew that was not the case. Ms. Caiyin also said that low-income people are not bad guys or lunatics, they just have different ideas. They have their own understanding of life, so they have a unique way of life, have their own fun, and do not listen to the fabrications of capital.
After the dance, the night got darker and the crowd in the square dispersed amid laughter and chatter.
"Where should I sleep tonight?" Gu He looked at the iron sheds and tents around him. Are there any air-conditioned rooms?
"You sleep with me tonight." Jane said, "I can't let you run around."
Good guy...be careful what you say. But Gu He really started to get used to it today, "Then where are you sleeping?"
Not long after, Jian took Gu He to a tent under the bridge.
The outside of the tent was a bit tattered, and it was just covered with a few pieces of old cardboard to block the wind. The inside of the tent was fairly neat, with no furniture, sleeping on carpets, and filled with tattered or exquisite handicrafts, as well as some girls' things.
Jane lit a candle, and Gu He could look at the handicrafts more clearly. Most of them were ceramic sculptures, and there were also various steam-mechanical gadgets made of worn-out metal materials, which were quite exquisite.
But, isn't this just sleeping under an overpass...
Gu He hesitated to speak. Although the weather was cool, it didn't need to be so cool.
"Blow the natural wind, which is much stronger than the air-conditioned wind." Jane walked to the side of the tent and pulled open a piece of windshield cardboard, revealing a large ventilated hole. She could also see the dark night outside, the rushing river and the river on the other side of the river.
neighborhood.
"Look at this scenery, I can look at it all day." She praised, "Welcome to the real world."
Gu He really didn't expect that one day, Teacher Xiao He would be talked about and taught incessantly.
He looked through the tent hole and saw the hazy night rain scene outside...
"But, this window...isn't it also a small frame?"
he asked, assuming it was a window and not a hole.
"It's a small frame of reality." Jane said. The candlelight reflected her freckles beautifully, and her voice was confident. "It allows us to face ourselves instead of escaping into illusion. We ourselves are the most wonderful."