Without a network, this means that the aerial vehicles that rely on real-time maps are completely scrapped; pilots cannot operate multiple trucks at the same time, and factories in Xiacheng District can no longer report their output in real time and seamlessly dispatch freight fleets.
The street lights on both sides of the street do not have light-sensing devices. They are just connected to the network. The weather data provided by the annealing device provides the appropriate brightness at the right time and in the right weather. At the moment when the network is paralyzed, all street lights on the streets and alleys,
All indicator lights go out.
In the city, which is darker than the night, only the shops in the streets and alleys shed a little light.
At this moment, the upper city seems to have turned into the lower city - the people there have long adapted to this lifestyle of relying on the light source of factory machines to identify the streets.
Losing the Internet means losing the ability to communicate and obtain information and news through the Internet.
The cars on the road were mixed together and jammed together. Some people wanted to go home, while others wanted to go out. They were anxious because they could not contact their relatives. The owners of the few floating cars that were forcibly driven had almost no mastery of real driving.
Technology cannot control the direction and speed of the aerial vehicle. Moreover, the owner's line of sight is also limited to the front of him, unable to obtain the usual 360-degree spherical viewing angle.
Unless they are directly raised to a high enough level, most of them will be like downed bombers, crashing into high-rise buildings, overpasses or advertising bridges in the air with a decisive attitude, or they will collide with each other and then fall to the streets.
People cursed each other at the top of their lungs, covered their faces and cried. They attacked each other and ran around in vain. They were like insects and ants bursting out of the ground before a heavy rain, and rats and beasts running anxiously before an earthquake.
When order collapsed, looting did not happen. It was not that people became rational, nor was it entirely because this disaster befell everyone equally.
The main reason is that the city has completely stopped due to congestion. Everything visible to the naked eye is already crowded with people - anyone who dares to act recklessly at this time will become a minority and be vented by the fearful and anxious crowd to vent their uneasiness.
with anger.
And the result of everyone wanting to move is that no one can move.
In the past two or three hours, the traffic flow has been almost motionless. Smart people have already abandoned their cars, kicked off their high heels, and staggered quickly on the sidewalk.
People raised their heads anxiously, trying to identify everyone's face in the crowd. If they saw someone they knew, they would yell their name with all their strength, and squeeze in to recognize each other as if they were seeing the owner's pet.
Hug my head and cry.
On the first day of eternal night, people did nothing.
They ran around until they were dizzy, dry mouthed, and dripping with sweat. They were shouting one after another in the crowd, looking for the people they cared about but couldn't contact. Those who could still maintain their composure were also affected by this.
Driven by this atmosphere, it gradually became uneasy.
Crowds of people crowded in and out, and people tried their best to swim upstream, missing out repeatedly. The first people to reunite organized the most primitive order——
Find people separately and meet at the agreed place. Through this method, more than ten hours passed before the extremely crowded streets gradually became sparsely populated again.
Gradually, people gathered.
Husbands and wives, relatives, friends, colleagues, classmates, neighbors, teachers and students gathered with their respective social relationships, constantly confirming who else the new entrants needed to take over.
They have completely lost the light and the Internet, and the city they were familiar with seems to have turned into a dark primitive forest. But even if they go out to find out the news, they may never return.
Communication between people has once again returned to that of more than a hundred years ago. All news was spread by word of mouth, spreading like a plague. Because of panic, people added fuel to the fire, and because of confusion, they were short of weight.
It's sluggish and imprecise, but fortunately it's not complicated at the moment.
It's only been the second day since eternal night fell, and the people of Happy Island have gradually realized something.
There is no doubt that the Cyber Church is the initiator of all the conspiracies in these days. At the same time, it is the culprit who stole their dragon and broke the sky. The boiling blood instantly turned into a deep cold.
It is very difficult to admit a mistake. Especially when the mistake is so big that it cannot be made up for, even if it costs one's own life, it cannot be made up for. Just wanting to raise one's head and look directly at what one has done becomes difficult.
It's so difficult.
Fear, regret, panic, and hysteria are like flames that burn out the color, leaving only black or white ashes. The restless heart cools down, and the neck supporting the head becomes weak. Words and emotions fall into the abyss of nothingness.
I couldn't open my mouth, let alone speak. My brain went completely blank, and everyone gradually turned into a puppet drifting with the crowd.
People can no longer be seen gathering together on the streets, expressing their opinions sincerely and preaching about the utopia they imagine. Only those who have lost their loved ones are shouting in the streets to no avail, like birds in the cold.
with someone's name.
Crimson fallen angels protect the bishops of the Cyber Church, running on the streets, preaching the doctrine of the "New World".
They are completely different from the angels they have seen and come into contact with before - these angels are full of desire to attack. In other words, they are not bound by ethics and morals, just like players treat NPCs, doing whatever they want.
They attack and kill anyone who disrespects them.
The bishops were full of smiles and compassion. In front of the corpses and the sea of blood, they patiently told the future of the world to everyone who had lost the Internet.
——The world is about to be destroyed.
In five years, the world will fall into eternal stagnation. Hundreds of years later, the world will finally be reborn in the spring, and all the filth of the old world will become clean. And they will gain eternal electronic life, in
After spending hundreds of years of enjoying life in another virtual world, it woke up again - resurrected from the new world.
In that world, there were no companies or schools, and there was no need to work or study.
There will be no annoying bosses, endless quotas, and overtime work every day and night. There will be no poverty or disease, no separation or death. People will not misunderstand, and everyone will be as close as one family, like brothers and sisters. What are they?
Nothing to do, nothing to accomplish - just enjoy!
For hundreds of years, there will be endless supplies for them to use at will.
Huo. In another world, there will no longer be any hatred and hatred in the form of Renhe.
style of death. Everyone’s life no longer has any pressure, everyone
Will become an angel and bathe in the warm sunshine of another world again.
These bishops spoke resolutely, with hope and fire burning in their pupils. Their agitation was neither fierce nor fanatical. It was as if they had actually seen such a world, and they were merely revealing the possibility of this future to them.
Because they firmly believe that the despair of the world's destruction will eventually overwhelm the self-esteem and delusions of all die-hards.
Sooner or later, those who don't understand them and curse them will just kneel in front of them and beg them to be baptized with tears streaming down their faces.
It will be soon. It will be soon.
Wait for the cold wind to freeze the sea, wait for the clusters of flames to extinguish, and wait for the rays of light to extinguish.
When the famine and plague that were wiped out the year before last spread again like a prairie fire, the world's determination to persist in living in this world where not a single blade of grass grows, will also be wiped out.
——Because they have no choice.
The tower collapsed, and people were separated. Without the means to connect each other, everyone would become an isolated island.
Compared with them, the church still retains the means of communication. All the Crimson Angels are receivers and transmitters, connecting a new network to cover the sky island and replace it.
As society collapses, the money and power of the old society will become worthless—even all individuals will lose their own value.