One thousand and forty-nine chapters sacred fig leaf
There are endless surprises in the sky city.
What first caught Booker's attention were the various ingenious mechanical creations. The energy that drove these machines looked very strange, such as the mechanical carriages on the streets. There was a raised glass container on the back of the iron horse pulling the carriages.
What is carried here is its energy core - a blue lightning ball. Other mechanical bodies must have similar built-in energy cores, but it is rare to see such a visual display like the iron horse.
Mr. Booker, a country bumpkin, secretly admires Colombia's advanced technological level, and questions arise: Have these advanced technological creations brought about a complete change in the lifestyle of Colombian residents?
The answer seems to be no. Mr. Booker asked the people passing by. They were all decent gentlemen and ladies, and occasionally there were a few gentle and respected old people. From their words, in addition to praising the prophet and the peaceful life in Colombia,
Their lifestyle, daily routine, dietary structure, etc. are not much different from those on the surface.
Various mechanical creations are often used as substitutes to make up for the disadvantages of the special environment of the sky city. For example, the mechanical carriages commonly seen on the streets are only used to replace ground carriages. This is not a spontaneous technological upgrade, but a forced compromise, because the sky
The area and land composition of cities are not sufficient to develop animal husbandry. This kind of shortage, which is whitewashed by advanced technology, is actually quite common.
Colombia's environmental carrying capacity is really average. Mr. Booker looked out from the square and saw that the entire city is roughly divided into five major areas. The central area where he is located is surrounded by four large floating islands, with a total area of about 300 square meters.
About one kilometer. Mr. Booker compared the area of each district to a Manhattan island. This calculation is of course very rough and inaccurate, but it can still give readers who have never seen Colombia an approximate reference.
Scarce land resources mean poor agricultural output, but the decent people Booker saw still enjoyed abundant supplies. They also had no thrifty character. The bakery would dump inferior and defective products directly into the trash.
And diners will simply abandon the food they are not satisfied with. The rich Mr. Booker will not be reduced to digging through trash cans, but if he is a poor beggar, he can easily find enough food here.
Mr. Booker initially thought that Colombia’s supplies came from the surface and were obtained through air trade. However, residents said that since 1901, the great prophet had cut off all contact with the United States on the surface. The prophet no longer visited the sinful people of Sodom, so that
Let them fend for themselves!
Therefore, Colombia’s materials are produced and sold by itself, and the currency in circulation is still the US dollar.
These weird phenomena show the polarization of wealth in the floating city, and also hint at the suffering of the people at the bottom of Colombia. The upper class enjoys excessive resources, and the wealth at the disposal of the lower class people decreases accordingly. Booker has not seen them for the time being.
But he could imagine their living conditions.
Of course, he could lie to himself and say that in this holy city given by God, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, enjoys favorable living conditions, and does not have to worry about food.
But that is absolutely impossible. When God created the Garden of Eden, the capital employment system was far from being born. If the old man Jehovah planned to create an Eden Plath, would he want to learn from humans how to build a social system?
Even if God is really a retard, why do we need so many guards in the Garden of Eden? These guards are equipped with firearms and a special magnetic wheel that can be attached to the air rail for rapid maneuvers. This type of social weapon
Strength basically serves the power machine, and such power machine is basically a tool for the rulers to oppress the ruled class. Booker DeWitt already knows the true face of Colombia. Now all the glamorous things he sees are actually
It's no different than a fig leaf.
In addition to various mechanical creations, another thing that surprised Booker was his superpowers.
How can there be no magic in Sky City? There is a special potion here that allows the drinker to gain super powers.
There are many kinds of powers, and they are sold through vending machines, which greatly facilitates rich people like Booker. He carries a large amount of money with him, a neat twenty thousand yuan. In the United States today, a
The family's annual income is estimated to be around 570 US dollars. The money Booker has is enough for him to spend a long time in Colombia. Moreover, he also brought two bags of gems as general equivalents, and the auction price is about 150,000 US dollars.
Today is indeed a special day. There are people celebrating everywhere, parade airships are flying around the floating island in the center, a carnival and a Colombian lottery exhibition are being held in the main square. Of course Mr. Booker is very interested in participating. I can’t wait to show off my shoes and socks.
So he had to go to the clothing store to buy. What a coincidence, as soon as he entered the store, he saw a sign: The owner went out to attend a party, and those who are interested in buying clothes are asked to pay by themselves.
Mr. Booker picked out a suitable formal suit for himself, and also bought a pair of leather gloves and a civilized staff. After paying off the payment, he went to the street to visit the exhibition in style.
It happened to him that the Colombian prophet was clearly targeting the so-called "false shepherds", who would be shot if caught. The sign of a false shepherd is a scar with the word "AD" on the back of his hand. These characteristics are clearly marked on
On the street posters, people are always alert. Mr. Booker has such a scar on the back of his hand, which he carved in memory of his child Anna DeWitt. After seeing the poster, he was frightened and would never dare to put his gloves on.
It's been taken off.
Booker witnessed many wonders at the exhibition. The technological level in Colombia is indeed higher than that on the ground, but it is not beyond comprehension. The mechanical technology and biological modification technology here are quite excellent, and the level of firearms manufacturing is also excellent.
The organizer of the exhibition is Jeremiah Fink, the founder of Fink Industries, a tall and thin white man with a mustache. His appearance is that of a typical businessman.
There are many games in the exhibition, and what makes Booker particularly sensitive is that the target enemy set in the shooting game here is called the Revolutionary Army, and the leader is a black woman named Daisy Fitzroy.
"As expected." He muttered.
Black people have no place in Colombia. They are regarded as inferior ethnic groups and inferior animals. The white residents here will even attack black people as an entertainment activity. This is the darkest shadow of the Garden of Eden, and it also made Booker finally tear down Colombia.
A glossy fig leaf.
While sightseeing, Mr. Booker continued walking in the direction of Memorial Island. Mr. Booker once again saw the man and woman who sent him to Colombia. They arrived at Sky City at some unknown time, and it was clear that they had just seen them paddling into the sea on a sampan not long ago.
They stopped Booker and asked him to flip a coin with a head on the front and words on the back.
"Head? Or word?" the woman asked with a smile.
The man carried a blackboard on his back and counted the number of heads on the front and back. Booker noticed that the number of heads on the front was extremely high, while the number of words on the back was zero.
So he tossed the coin and it landed on the tray in the woman's hand.
"That's the word!" the woman exclaimed, then turned around and wrote down a stroke on the statistics board for the word column on the back. This was a lonely stroke, but it was also a great breakthrough, because when the man turned around, the person behind him
The blackboard is full, and all of them are heads.
Under what circumstances would you get such a one-sided result when you toss a coin? It stands to reason that this is an ordinary coin with even mass distribution. As long as you toss it multiple times, the number of heads and tails will not differ too far.
Either the man and woman were playing tricks, or...or they were repeating a throw that happened at a specific time.
"Who the hell are you?"
Mr. Booker tried to stop the two of them, but his attempt failed. The two of them walked very fast and disappeared as soon as they got into the crowd.
It was not far from Memorial Island, and Booker planned to get there as soon as possible. His heart was filled with an unspeakable sense of expectation, like a small thorn in his heart, which kept poking him lightly, causing his chest to burst with excitement.
A sour smell soon turned into a sense of relief. He was going to Memorial Island as if he was going for an eternal date, and what was waiting for him was the sweet unknown.