From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

It took three days to get back to the Black Snake Camp from the White Willow Camp.

After arriving at the Black Snake Camp, Lin Yu asked Wang Xiaoliu to go home and chat with Black Snake.

The latter was naturally very happy to learn that his son had successfully escaped from the status of a wasteland survivor. He set up a banquet and got drunk.

After a short stay and a visit to Old Man Zhang, Lin Yu continued his journey without stopping that day.

Another three days, from the Black Snake Camp to the Lincheng Camp, not far ahead, the city gate that once saw Bai Wei off appeared in front of him again.

Last time, they didn't dare to approach even a mile away, but this time the three trucks drove straight in and arrived at the city gate safely.

The city gate was open.

In fact, it would not be closed most of the time, and there were no guards around.

The densely packed automatic turrets and various detection and testing equipment were enough to make this place operate unmanned.

"It is detected that you are holding mechas and a large number of heavy weapons. Please show your relevant qualifications. Otherwise, electronic guards will be mobilized to arrest you. Please do not resist..." The team was inspected and showed the licenses of the pilots and mecha team. Four people and three cars drove smoothly into the city wall. The darkness was mixed with colorful neon lights that were so bright that it made people feel uncomfortable, video advertising screens, and street lights that had been lit for an unknown period of time and had become dim. Xue Siqiao, an aboriginal, seemed accustomed to this. He shrugged and said in the communication: This is a city that is more magical than 8D Chongqing. Outside the wall is a harsh wasteland. "Why did you suddenly become so philosophical?" It seems like two worlds separated by a wall. "So I said before I came in that staying here is not necessarily better than being in the wasteland."

Xue Siqiao's tone was also a little more sentimental: "These sky bridges and suspended streets that block out the sun have also divided Ceylon into upper and lower urban areas.

It's not intentional, nor is there a clear boundary, but the bright sunshine above the high-rise buildings and the dark and dirty underground have already distinguished the poor from the rich, the noble from the humble."

"The population is growing too fast, and the living and building areas are limited, so they can only be raised continuously, and even sky bridges, streets, and train tracks are built on the high-rise buildings, and then higher buildings are built on top. In the end, it becomes what you see."

"It's just the lower city area. Because of the city wall, the expansion of the city is restricted, so it can only be raised continuously."

Lin Yu drove the car while observing the scenery outside the window.

This is Lin Yu's first impression of Ceylon City.

Separated by a wall, it seems to have turned from day to night.

Everywhere you look is darkness shrouded by shadows.

Under the endless shadow, everything in sight was filled with a dark background of oppression.

"This is the first time I know that the city is so dark."

Inside the wall, there is a technological city with tall buildings everywhere and tangled viaducts.

"Well, you have successfully reduced my expectations for this city to the lowest."

The sunlight from the sky is basically blocked by the tall buildings, layers of viaducts, and suspended streets that block out the sky, and not even a ray of light can penetrate.

Lin Yu asked with a smile.

"It's okay, I suddenly realized something and complained."

Xue Siqiao shook her head.

Lin Yu did not ask any more questions.

This is a woman with a story.

But he doesn't like to get to the bottom of other people's stories.

Especially when he doesn't know whether such questioning will tear open the wound.

Since he doesn't want to say it, why ask.

"Okay, you lead the way. I'm afraid of getting lost even with navigation."

Lin Yu watched the car move forward and inexplicably came to a strange road on the roof of a building. He slowed down his car and let Xue Siqiao lead the way.

"Don't always stare at those neon lights and video ads."

Xue Siqiao overtook as he said, and when he was driving side by side with Lin Yu, he saw Lin Yu holding up the car window with one hand and looking at the neon lights along the way, and reminded him again.

"Is there a problem?"

Lin Yu asked.

"What do you think these lights in the dark look like?"

Xue Siqiao asked.

"Lighthouse?"

Lin Yu pondered for a moment and gave his answer: "Although these bizarre lights feel a bit like light pollution, they at least illuminate an area."

"It can be said that lighthouses attract people to approach and give people directions."

Xue Siqiao shook her head: "But on the other hand, what attracts people can also be bait."

"Bait?"

Lin Yu was stunned.

"These neon lights and advertisements are basically combined with some psychological techniques, and they all have a little suggestive effect."

Xue Siqiao explained calmly: "Color, frequency, sound, image, and even color light and sound waves that are difficult to detect with the naked eye and ear, these are all media for exerting psychological suggestion."

"...I always feel that you are living in more dire straits than us, the survivors of the wasteland."

Hearing this, Lin Yu couldn't hold back a bit.

It's a miracle that these people in the city don't have some mental illness.

"It's only in the lower city. Let's go. This is not a place for you, a mecha master."

Xue Siqiao took a long breath and accelerated the road.

Going up along the viaduct, it seems like driving on a mountain road, but it's not surrounded by mountains, but tall buildings.

There are buildings on the building, and there are streets on the street.

With the bizarre lights and electronic screens, it was so magical that it made people feel a little unreal.

Fortunately, as we went up the road, this unreality gradually faded, and soft natural light gradually appeared everywhere.

Suddenly stepping into the light from darkness, there was an inexplicable sense of liberation from the cage and from the abyss to the present world.

Keep going forward, and it will be basically the same as a normal high-tech city.

Streets, sunshine, trees, gardens, office buildings, street shops, a thriving scene.

There are just a few people.

Except for some office buildings passing by, there is basically no one on the street, even the shopping malls are empty, and occasionally one or two are not real people, but simulation robots.

In addition to these humanoid robots that are unknown whether they are controlled by people, the rest of the sights are all kinds of intelligent equipment, some for sanitation cleaning, some for logistics delivery, and some for supermarket sales, and so on.

Deserted.

This is the impression that Shangcheng District gave Lin Yu.

It was so quiet that it was a bit cold.

It was as if I was not in a city, but in an old house on a deserted mountain with no mosquitoes.

When I was in the lower city, although it was dark, I could still occasionally see people walking and busy in the dark shadows.

But when I got to the upper part, it was hard to see even a single person.

The only place with living people was the office buildings.