Bionic Era

The decline of Central City far exceeded Lu Wen's imagination.

Jiang Xiaonian once passed some information to him, about the central city, which recorded the suffering life of the people in the central city, but Lu Wen did not read it carefully at the time.

At that time, Central City was too far away from him, and he was still surrounded by the threat of Zero.

Now that he saw it with his own eyes and had an intuitive feeling, Lu Wen finally understood.

"No wonder so many people want to take down the floating city."

That huge piece of land floats in the sky.

high place.

"By the way, don't those guys in the sky have altitude sickness?"

It was like the residence of the gods in ancient mythology.

The turbulent clouds and mist rolled under the sky city, and through the blurred clouds, one could vaguely feel the magnificence and majesty coming.

Huge shadows blot out the sky.

Streaks of thick steel are like the hands of a clock, slowly turning under the circular land, supporting the entire city.

Those criss-cross metals form strange patterns, as if they were the most perfect works in the hands of medieval mechanics.

At first glance, there is only shock.

That city is a symbol of eternity, as if replacing the sun and the moon.

Its huge shadow looms over the once bustling central city below.

"That floating city actually has a population of less than one million, and everyone is proud and arrogant, as if they can really soar into gods if they live a little higher." Fatty Jiang said with disdain in his tone.

As a partial computer genius, he only believes in technology and does not believe in ghosts and gods, and he doesn't even have much awe.

"I live in such a high place, it must be very cold in winter, I guess I have to pay a lot of electricity bills." Another member of the team said.

"It's hard to say. I'm afraid they have to rely on a pressure cooker if they want to drink some boiled water. Living at such a high level, is there anything else to do besides pretending to be tough when they come down? Those guys make it their own." Another person laughed.

"But there are still many people who want to obtain permanent residency there." Xia Chuluo said lightly.

She took the lead and walked in front, and her whole person changed drastically.

Half of the face turned to metal.

The rest of the half was also covered by loose hair.

The exposed part of the right arm is also metal, with a faint silvery white luster.

"It must be spectacular when the city falls." Lu Wen sighed.

The sky is in stark contrast to the ground.

The city on the ground, if you have to describe it, can be said to be a combination of Baker City and slums.

Most of the cities are low-rise buildings several stories high, which are very close together.

The exterior of the building is mostly yellowish or light pink wall paint.

The streets are relatively narrow.

Dark red steel pipes are scattered all over the streets and alleys of the city.

The red rust was washed away by the rain, leaving some dull red marks on the wall.

In the sky are random wires.

The brilliance of the setting sun reflected in the city, making the city look dilapidated.

"The place where Luo Ruyan disappeared is a hotel. If we walk there, it will take about five hours." Fatty Jiang said.

"Let's take a ride, just take a look at the city." Xia Chuluo said.

They left all the vehicles they drove in the parking lot outside the city, and they took everything they needed with them, and they could carry everything in a suitcase.

"Duan Tiannan and Duan Hongye have already arrived, I'll find a way to contact them." Fatty Jiang pressed the mechanical device in his hand, and a projection screen popped up.

Except for Lu Wen, he carried the most technological products on his body.

A group of more than ten people came to the bus station.

Rust spread across the platform.

Wandering musicians played soothing music beside the platform, and simple mechanical hands plucked the strings of the acoustic guitar.

The clothes of the people who came and went had a shabby feeling, as if they were covered in dust that had been raised, and they had never been cleaned.

An old Beetle drove by slowly, most of the paint shell on the hood had fallen off, and the dark red iron shell had accumulated many traces of time.

Behind the Beetle was a dark red double-decker bus, also dilapidated, with one headlight broken.

"Get in the car."

Xia Chuluo greeted everyone.

The sunlight on the street is fading away.

The city is less dangerous at night than Baker City, but more dangerous than Mou City.

A faint pink halo envelopes this time-stopped city, embellished with blue and purple.

The intertwined light makes those rusty steel pipes look like new again.

The old walls on both sides of the street are full of graffiti.

Young people who like hip-hop gather on the streets at night, dreadlocks dance under the lights, and heavy metal-style music sounds in the night sky of the city.

"Freedom, do you feel it?" Xia Chuluo asked suddenly.

"These young people don't seem to be under too much pressure." Lu Wen also felt it. "Over there in Mowu City, all the young people are like walking corpses, repeating their numb life every day. Mortgage loan, dare not waste time on these things.”

On the other side of Mowu City, the nights are usually quiet and empty.

Fog usually envelops the night sky of that city, and only blue projected giants walk among the tall buildings.

But this city is different.

Lu Wen saw a rare vitality in the young people here.

"Actually, they can't see any hope. The car loan and housing loan are too far away from them." Xia Chuluo looked out the car window. Living here is normal, and there is no so-called dowry house when you get married, and the two young people are together when they see each other."

This kind of life cannot be said to be right or wrong.

But Lu Wen saw smiles on the faces of those young people.

Life and death may not matter.

Many people here think that one's life is so long, whether it is thirty years or a hundred years, one must live happily, and there is no need to look at it from the outside world.

"But there are also many people who are preparing for an illusory goal every day." Xia Chuluo pointed to the city floating in the sky not far away.

"The moment the floating city was launched, it took away all the high-tech talents and rich people, and restricted the development of the city, treating the city as a huge mineral production place, providing a steady stream of fuel every day Guaranteed to float."

Like Baker City, there are countless minerals underground in this city.

In fact, there are many minerals underground in the nine major cities, as evidenced by the tall chimneys on the edge of the city of Mowu.

"Many people want to take down that city because they can't stand their arrogance, and the people in the central city below are indeed living very hard." Xia Chuluo said.

The appearance of the city on the ground is somewhat deceptive.

Although people here can't see the hope of promotion, at least they are living happily.

"You want to say ignorance?" Lu Wen asked.

"Well... the less you know about the world, the easier it is to feel satisfied and happy." Xia Chuluo pointed to those people outside the car window, "Many people here think that there are only central cities and floating cities in the world, and education is universal. The rate is not even comparable to the sixteenth district of Mowu City."

Children in District 16, although they have low education level.

But through some TV programs, they can know that this world is not only poor, but also where the rich live outside the 16th district, and other cities outside Mowu City.

"These people in Central City, from birth to death, have received incomplete education. It can even be said that this is a closed-minded city."

What can destroy a person is not only poverty, but also ignorance.

The people here are poor and ignorant.

So they are easy to be happy.

...

...

Mowu City, the fifteenth district.

Two hours have passed since the envelope was received.

The executive officers with the names on the envelope were all summoned to the General Administration.

They all confessed to the crimes they had committed.

They are all relatively serious crimes. Most of them collected money and let the criminals go. Some of them killed ordinary people by mistake. In the end, they had no choice but to forcibly add the crime to the innocent dead.

"This is the drawback of the current system of the executive bureau. Each executive officer is too independent. Although most of them also accept unified scheduling, each case is taken by a private person, and most of the cases are handled by the executive officer. Make a record." Lu Wen said.

On the first day he entered the executive bureau, he saw Li Jian's case on the big screen, and he thought of this shortcoming.

Xia Chuluo told him at the time that each executive officer is independent.

"What do you think the murderer sent this letter for? Is it just to let the corruption be detected in our district?" Feng Fugui took off his glasses and wiped them.

"No, he still wants us to publish this list on the Internet and make a sincere apology to all the people, just like the Tenth District once did."

eight pm.

The official account of the executive board published an article.

This article gives an overview of everything that has happened recently, and the list is attached at the end of the article.

As soon as this article was released, it sparked a huge discussion.

"Public opinion on the Internet is now a bit one-sided. The murderer has too many fans, overwhelming the comment area."

Mostly condemn the incompetence of the Executive Board.

There are also some people who are "extremely terrified" or something, saying that there is such a serious corruption in the executive bureau, how many unjust, false and wrong cases have been caused during this period?

A new round of discussions has started again about the cause of the fire in the two prisons.

Fans of the wandering poet had a huge upper hand.

"Lu Wen, your social account is about to be hacked. Those people say that you slandered the murderer without evidence, and you are not worthy of being an executive officer." Wei Bo'an said.

"Many things in this world don't need evidence."

Lu Wen didn't want to argue.

At this point in time, it's useless to say anything.

Fans of those murderers have become fanatical, as if their wandering poets are the only honest people in the world.

"These fans need to calm down and it will be fine after a while."