Coming to the upper level, there are high-rise buildings full of technology everywhere. The pedestrians walking on the road are all the real rich and upper-class people. These people transfer their consciousness into the customized mechanical body through neural network transmission, even if it is damaged
It will not affect your health.
Fu Ni also seemed to realize Lu Zhengkang's lack of common sense and began to explain the world to him.
The world of the past has become history during the war. After the war, a consortium called Temple Company united with the remaining forces of the old world to create five paradises, which were managed by an artificial intelligence named Eden.
The rich will still be rich, and the poor will still be poor.
The rich own everything, while the poor can only survive on the lowest supplies in their cramped personal space.
The most chilling thing is that the wealthy class has become saturated, and no one can reach the upper reaches.
…
Voni took Lu Zhengkang on the conveyor belt and left the city. Thanks to Lu Zhengkang's extraordinary clothing, Voni was not suspected along the way.
They appeared in a quiet town. The sun was soft, the air was humid, the temperature was neither high nor low, and there were various potted plants on the streets, and the flowers and plants were spread out and generous.
Sweat broke out on Vouni's face, and stains were washed away by sweat, streaks flowing down, making it look like he was washing glass.
"I...I have to prepare." He swallowed, ran into the deserted alley, took off his backpack, Zira opened the zipper, and took out a bunch of cleaning supplies and a barely decent set of clothes.
Formal wear.
He took off his clothes while talking to Lu Zhengkang to relieve the tension, "She and I met online... Of course, I used some small tricks. I used to be a bad person, but she always encouraged me..." Vonnina
Spraying the spray on his body, the dirt easily dissolved from his body surface. This scene was like spray painting the human body, and the sprayed area was clean and white. "I don't really trust others, but she is really different. She taught me a lot.
"We don't have poetry at the bottom, we only have LSD. It was she who taught me poetry..." He carefully put the dirty clothes back into his bag and put on new clothes. "I don't know what those sentences mean, and I don't know what fees are."
Derico Garcia Lorca, or Tagore...she told me sentence by sentence."
After packing up, Fu Ni looked at Lu Zhengkang in high spirits.
Only then did Lu Zhengkang realize that the man in front of him was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a serious face and even a little childishness.
"There is a calm star, it has no eyes." He said to Lu Zhengkang, "This is my secret code, quoted from Lorca's "Poet in New York", her secret code is 'The world kisses me with pain, I
To repay it with song', quoted from Voltaire's Birds."
Vouni rubbed his hands, "I'm going... You have to watch carefully, if the situation is not right, then rescue me... No, it's to rescue both of us..."
Lu Zhengkang nodded and watched him stride towards the sunny world outside.
Vouni walked to a courtyard with a garden and rang the doorbell.
A girl poked her head out of the second-floor window of the white house and was very surprised.
"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the house.
"I'll open the door. Just rest, Mom!"
Footsteps came rushing downstairs, and Vouni showed an eager smile.
Everything is just like in the story...
Girls and boys meet and talk...
But the ending...
Law enforcement teams surrounded the yard.
After a period of fighting, Lu Zhengkang returned to the city with Fu Ni's body.
"Kill me." The young man said.
"Why didn't I kill her?"
"That's not her fault. I was lying to her."
"Then do you want to go back now?"
"I can't go anywhere, that good-tempered Vouni is dead."
"..."
Lu Zhengkang stabbed the sharp sword in his hand into his tender heart.
"Beep, beep, beep!" A patrol drone flew over Lu Zhengkang's head, "Citizen, you are suspected of murder. Please stand where you are and cooperate with law enforcement..."
“Bang!“
The sword flashed and the drone crashed to the ground.
"Zhizhizhi." The noise ended quickly, and a familiar male synthesized voice came out, "Oh, you came, very quickly. And you avoided those people. Come to the company branch, I will make arrangements."
…
The temple company looks like an upside-down silver bowl, which looks out of place under the unchanging night of the city.
Lu Zhengkang entered from the main entrance and walked to the front desk. The service robot in uniform asked him politely if he had an appointment.
A line of words appeared on the electronic screen on the stage.
"Mission: capture the golden apple. Destination: core area of Temple Company's Second Branch. The mission will begin in five seconds."
Lu Zhengkang was shocked.
"Where is the core area?"
"You are not a member of our company and have no right to know this." The service robot said in a stiff tone.
The countdown on the electronic screen returns to zero.
Suddenly, the alarm sounded throughout the company.
"Warning! Warning! The Garden of Eden is under attack! The closed structure in the core area is damaged! Mandatory isolation measures are initiated!"
A black barrel protruded from the ceiling and began to fire indiscriminately. Parts were flying in the hall for a while. It turned out that this was the so-called isolation measure!
The electromagnetic pulse surged wildly, and Lu Zhengkang felt that his body was seriously damaged and was hit by a machine gun.
He fell to the ground, a path icon appeared on the glare screen on the ground, and he crawled forward with his hands on the ground.
The huge second branch was completely wiped out by the isolation measures of Eden Garden, and Lu Zhengkang was not intercepted by anyone along the way.
Smoothly, we arrived at a central hall, where there was a long pillar. The pillar was full of interfaces, and data lines were densely connected to the surroundings of the room.
Lu Zhengkang climbed to the pillar. There was no electromagnetic pulse here, so he reluctantly stood up.
"I'm coming!" he shouted.
"Blank Man, all your actions will leave no trace in this world digitized by the Golden Apple, so only you can end this..."
A water tank rose from the ground. A pale, bloated brain was soaked in the water tank, and the male synthesized voice came from inside.
"My name is Desmond Miles. I lurk inside this brain, lurking in the data of Eden."
Lu Zhengkang looked at this squirming brain and felt numb all over.
"You're surprised? But there's no need."
"How do I get out of here?"
"I don't know. But I know some clues. As long as you agree to take the golden apple away, I will tell you."
"Of course I agree!"
"Okay... I have a lot of people like you in my memory, but the data tells me that you don't exist. You're just like ghosts, aren't you?"
"My kind?"
"Yes, no one knows who you are, but you do appear in our history... You are considered a very weak one."
"..."
"You have to find the connection between yourself and the original world, like a beacon, like a code word. As long as you can find this thing that exists in your subconscious, you can return to your home."
Lu Zhengkang was silent and at a loss.
"It seems that I need a little help. Well, take the golden apple first and see if its power can help you."
The long column in the center opens, revealing a golden sphere that really shines brightly inside.
"The Forerunners' technology is slowly eroding us."
Lu Zhengkang raised his hand to touch the Piece of Eden.
For a moment, everything went dark.
…
Lu Zhengkang stood in front of the mirror, with his own reflection in it.
This room was empty and bright, but it was unlike any place he had ever been.
The reflection smiled at him and said, "I am your subconscious."
"It was a fun adventure and I had a lot of fun."
"Now, you should go back."
"From your pocket."
Lu Zhengkang touched his pocket and found a pen inside.
It was the homework pen he carried in his pocket.
When he saw it, the mirror in front of him shattered.
The reflection was smiling at him.
…
The afternoon sun shines in the room.
Lu Zhengkang woke up and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already five o'clock, but he hadn't finished his homework yet.
