Bohemia, who was suddenly thrown out of the "experience situation", when she first saw the soft light surrounding her, she didn't know where she was for a moment - it took her half a second to react and looked towards her in a daze.
The receptionist asked: "The first experience... is this over?"
Turning around, Lin Sanjiu also frowned and looked confused.
"Is Meijia okay?" Bohemia began to worry, "What was she attacked by?"
What the two of them felt just now were the true emotions bursting out from a living human being - speaking of it, human beings are really incredible animals. Once you get to know another individual deeply, even if you have been struggling in the apocalyptic world for so long,
Bohemian couldn't help but feel empathy for Meijia.
Even though everyone faces different dilemmas, problems and situations, the feelings people have because of this resonate and can be connected; even if the other person is a person in a "mushroom society", they are still the same person.
"I don't know. I only vaguely saw a black shadow, which seemed to fall suddenly from mid-air." After Lin Sanjiu said this, he raised his eyes and looked at the receptionist: "Isn't this experience too short?"
"Meijia's memory did stop for a while," the receptionist replied still politely, "because she lost consciousness at this time."
"Is she okay? Didn't you say there was no crime?" Bohemia tilted her head and suddenly said "Ah": "Did something fall from upstairs and hit her?"
As soon as Lin Sanjiu shook his head, the receptionist smiled softly.
"You will know soon. While she is unconscious, let's move on to the next one."
...The next experience was with a male garbage man who did not arouse any interest in me.
Perhaps it was because of their experience at the garbage dump that Lin Sanjiu chose the profession of "garbage worker"; but after the experience began, the two discovered that the male garbage worker had nothing to do with the garbage dump.
On the roaring giant garbage truck, what caught their eyes was a pair of hands wearing cotton gloves. The garbage truck had just stopped on a roadside. It was still early and the sky was dimly glowing with egg blue; it was crooked.
A row of large trash bins has been lined up on the street, and they all seem to have just been rolled out from residential buildings.
He likes to work early in the morning.
The air at this time is cold and cool, and the whole body feels like soaking in a deep pool that has been untouched for a long time in the forest. The coolness makes goosebumps come and go, and it is a unique kind of refreshing. The sun is still behind the clouds, and the mushrooms are everywhere.
Under the blue sky, shrouded in a layer of pale white mist, strange shapes were smeared out, as if a large group of aliens were descending to the ground.
As clean as nature is, so will his country. That's of course, because they have eliminated all kinds of staggering sources of pollution in history: plastics, coal, chemicals... I don't know what humans were like before mushrooms appeared.
, how do you endure exhaust gas and sewage and chronic pharyngitis? Nowadays, all energy and material resources have been replaced by pollution-free natural creations, most of which are by-products of mushrooms; the air is so fresh and clean, even if you put it outdoors
The car has been used for several months and can't accumulate any dust.
Thinking of this, he looked at the soles of his shoes and couldn't help but smile. He had worn these work shoes for half a year, and the soles were still white.
"Well, there's quite a lot of food waste today..." He controlled the huge bucket in front of the garbage truck and dumped all the contents of the green-marked garbage bins into the bucket: "It seemed like the day before yesterday in the East District
Some blue mushrooms have been reborn and need a lot of nutrients... I can send them out today."
Even if there is no treatment at all, the garbage can be directly buried in the soil as nutrients. They will nourish the mushrooms and grow day by day: some will grow into skyscrapers, and then only a little modification by architects will create new ones.
Housing can be allocated to people to live in; some will come to the end of their lives, and the remaining bodies will become fuel, food, clothing and other resources needed by humans.
Year after year, humans and mushrooms live in this way, relying on each other and taking care of each other.
This job made him feel like he was part of the natural cycle, performing his own duties like microorganisms, sunlight, or birds flying by in the morning - he was not a solitary person outside of nature, he was part of something bigger,
A more wonderful and vast world.
Of course, garbage will inevitably stink. But sitting in the car and wearing a mask can block out almost all the smell; after cleaning all the trash cans, all that is left is full of joy
and a sense of accomplishment.
"Thanks for your hard work,"
When he turned around, he found several students walking by the road, all of them smiled and said hello to him. One of the boys even asked with a smile: "Do you need help? Have you had breakfast?"
"No need," the garbageman also smiled, "I've eaten. Come on, come on today."
After saying goodbye to the group of strange students he had never met before, the garbage man started the car and prepared to go to the next garbage collection point. He sighed with contentment, took off his mask, and adjusted the rearview mirror - rear view
What was reflected in the mirror was a sassy and handsome face.
"Is it over again?" Bohemia was stunned, still in a daze and unable to react. Compared with Meijia's anxiety, the experience of being a garbageman was simply soul-healing.
She and Lin Sanjiu had only been in this world for a short time, and had experienced a series of thrills, without paying much attention to the surrounding environment. At this time, looking through other people's memories, she discovered that the environment of this mushroom world was indeed
Just like in this memory, pure and comfortable.
Although the Twelve Worlds are lively and prosperous, they are exactly the opposite of the mushroom world: everyone's goal is just to survive, and as long as they can survive, they will do whatever they can - on the other side of the golden dream created by high-level evolvers
, it is about ordinary people living in shacks with no clothes on, with feces and urine floating in the river, thick smoke rising when they use firewood to keep warm, and bodies that are swollen and deformed due to the toxins left in the garbage... Bohemia
She was born in an area as dirty and messy as hell. It took her an unknown amount of effort to finally stumble into another version of the Twelve Realms.
If she lived in such a clean and comfortable world as soon as she was born... No, the mushroom world must have wanted her to think this way, and she couldn't be fooled.
"This garbage man... is so good-looking." She cut off her thoughts and mumbled something irrelevant, then looked back at Lin Sanjiu: "Don't you think so? Being a garbage man seems a bit wasteful."
But Lin Sanjiu didn't seem to hear this sentence at all - she frowned and didn't know what she was thinking; Bohemia nudged her a few times with her elbow, and she was like swatting away flies.
He waved his hand: "Don't bother me, I'm thinking about something."
"Do you have anything to think about? If you think about it for a while, your mind will slip out." Bohemia was very dissatisfied with her attitude. "Don't get too involved in the drama. I really don't want to see you talking about the truth."
look like.”
She had almost become a servant of the mushroom, and now that she had experienced such a soothing experience, she was a little worried that Lin Sanjiu would become the 49% at the end.
"People living in a mushroom society will not be bothered by appearance." The receptionist smiled and explained: "For us, there are too many things that can make us happy physically and mentally. The pleasure brought by appearance only
It accounts for a very, very small part. So we also appreciate beauty, but we are not so crazy about beauty... Of course it is good for a person to be good-looking, but it does not matter if he is not good-looking, because there are countless more important and more pleasant things in life.
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"I always feel like you are making insinuations." Bohemia muttered.
"We don't have an industry like models or actors," the receptionist said, obviously knowing a lot about other human societies, "but you think, if this garbage man went to another world and became an actor, he would still feel the same way you do.
Are you so comfortable when you arrive?"
...probably not.
With this thought, Bohemia glanced at Lin Sanjiu again - the latter pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. He didn't know what he had been thinking about for so long; just like that, the two of them entered together.
Next experience.
I really don’t have confidence in this kind of content. It’s not tense or exciting...
