From star abyss

Even though it's time to get off work, the Hojo Building is still brightly lit, and the stretching buildings are like a world tree that controls the sky. It was planted by the chaebol and the Chinese group, rooted in the flesh and blood of the people of Tianhuan, with 500 million people. The labor and life are nourishment, endless and endless.

Stylish white-collar workers passed through the turnstiles with coffee in their hands, laughing and laughing. They talked about stocks and futures, and they just took a few bites of rice balls before returning to work.

In the Hojo family, or in the entire Tianhuan, there is a 'culture of shame' that is popular among people. In the workplace, this culture of shame has evolved into a kind of ridicule and bullying of people who get off work on time and who receive a guaranteed salary. .

But if you think about it carefully, this is normal, right?

After all, everyone is working hard to contribute to the rise of Tianhuan. If someone dares to get off work on time, don't you feel ashamed? They are simply scum who have betrayed the nation and the country, and they must be cast aside.

If all Tianhuan workers get off work on time, then this country will probably perish soon!

"What a bunch of lunatics. If the country will be destroyed because no one works overtime, then let him destroy it..."

Director Yagyu, a clerk in the banking department of the Hojo Group, muttered, biting a sandwich angrily while sorting out financing information, feeling extremely dissatisfied with this meaningless overtime.

"The work is clearly done but they are not allowed to rest. In the name of 'cultivating team spirit', they are forced to stay. It is really unbearable!"

In the huge office area, people were coming and going, and everyone was busy with their own work. They clearly saw Yagyu Sheng complaining, but no one reminded him that he shouldn't say these things. Instead, they simply ignored it and concentrated on the matter at hand. .

Director Yagyu complained a few times, but when no one responded to his words, he muttered: "If you like to overdraw your life area to make money, why don't you sell your organs to rich people?"

Even with such group ridicule, no one answered him.

For the group, for the entire Tianhuan, everyone turns a blind eye to these things. Even if someone rushes in and picks up a machine gun and shoots them, they will do their jobs numbly, because they are already within the rules of Tianhuan. It has become a selfish and obedient machine that only cares about its own affairs.

Is this the right situation? General Yagyu didn’t know.

He sorted out the documents and stood up to smoke a cigarette. As soon as he left his work station, a voice sounded from the loudspeaker:

"No. 2105, General Director Yagyu, time to leave the station: 1 second, 2 seconds..."

At that moment, Director Yagyu felt the looks of hatred and contempt coming from all directions. His colleagues began to whisper, ridiculing and insulting him without hesitation.

"That's Yagyu from the banking department. Everyone is working hard, but he left without authorization..."

"No wonder you are 35 years old and you can't even pay off your mortgage. Don't you feel shameful..."

"If you can't achieve results, don't come to the Banking Department of Hojo Heavy Industries. Go to the outside world. This kind of lazy guy is the fundamental reason that prevents Tianhuan from becoming the number one in the world!"

enough.

Yagyu ignored these rumors. He came to the rooftop, bathed in the false sunshine, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, stored all his worries and fatigue here, and spit it out.

"Fu... when will this world be destroyed? Damn it!"

He complained, and the work badge hanging around his neck kept telling the time, reminding him that he had left his work station for 5 minutes and 29 seconds. If he did not return within one minute, the work badge would mock him in a weird way, while reporting the amount of his mortgage. , while reminding him of his recent bank card expenses.

But he didn't dare to throw away this work badge... For employees of the Hojo Group, this kind of work badge is equivalent to multiple proofs of ID card, bus card and savings card. If you lose this thing, you are basically gone. Almost half a life.

Yagyu smoked a cigarette, his eyes falling on the artificial light source above his head.

"...In nature class, the teacher once said, 'The sun rises for daytime, and the moon rises for night.' However, this false sun never sets and closes, and I have never seen a starry and moonlit night."

Walking at sunrise and resting at sunset are genes engraved in the bones of human beings, which keep shining. It is difficult for people to feel that it is time to rest.

Bosses are probably the people who like artificial suns the most. The eternal light allows them to command their subordinates to continue working at will.

In a few hundred years, human beings will probably adapt to life with only artificial suns, and will no longer actively pursue darkness, let alone burden reduction and rest.

By then...even if Tianhuan Kingdom becomes number one in the world, what's the use?

It's just a slave in a different place.

……moon.

Liu Sheng held a cigarette between his fingers and looked at the false sun that never stopped burning, and suddenly a strong throbbing arose:

"...I really want to see what the moon looks like."

Information from the old era was not accessible to a social creature like him, but he had heard people talk about it and describe it.

"The moon is a celestial body that revolves around the blue star, that is, a satellite. When viewed from the ground, it is silver-white, and occasionally appears dim or even red. Just gazing at the moon will bring peace. From ancient times to the present, there has been There are many moon legends, and there are also many local legends that say that if you make a wish to the full moon, you will receive a response.”

General Yagyu exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a daze:

"If the moon really makes wishes come true... then let this country change its mind and live a life that humans should live again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the breeze was gentle, and the artificial sun was still emitting gray light, shining on the earth and giving everything in the world a metallic texture, like a nickel-plated vessel.

'You have been away from your work station for 7 minutes and 08 seconds, 09 seconds, 09 seconds...09 seconds...'

There seemed to be something wrong with the work badge, which kept telling the time repeatedly, which made General Yagyu feel even more embarrassed.

"Hey... what am I so crazy about? I am already a very old man."

General Yagyu rubbed his head, put out the cigarette butt, and turned to leave:

"How is it possible to change this country?"

He threw away the cigarette butt and opened the door to the rooftop.

V——————

A violent strong wind swept across his face. Souji Yagyu grasped the handle tightly and almost missed the point with his foot.

"Fuck! What the hell is going on..."

General Secretary Yagyu calmed down, grasped the handle, and looked forward:

Behind the rooftop door, there is no familiar stairwell, but a desolate and burning purgatory!

The Hojo Building was completely separated by some strange force. A strong wind blew across the roof, leaving only a small section of the building on the south side and part of the rooftop. Soji Yagyu looked around and saw that the street was directly crushed by some huge force. Destroyed, police cars, armored vehicles, and mobile armor were twisted into pieces of scrap metal like sesame balls and randomly thrown on the roadside.

The murderous weapon that could destroy a country in the past has turned into a ball of industrial scrap metal. This contrast is extremely visual impact. General Yagyu almost lost his grip on the armrest. He took a few steps back, and bursts of sonic booms sounded above his head, knocking him to the ground - a continuous sea of ​​drones and hypersonic fighter jets broke into the capital's air defense circle, but just passed his The tops of their heads immediately fell to destruction like butterflies with broken wings.

The most horrifying thing is that there was no sign of an attack at all, and even the falling explosion made no sound.

"what is going on?"

General Secretary Yagyu looked at the ruins:

The place in front seems to be the palace of the King of Rings and the Capitol Building of Tianhuan, right?

swiss swish ————

Just when he was still confused about the situation, the work card suddenly made a noise, and then as if it had been cracked, a human voice came out. After shouting a few coded call signs, it immediately switched to Tianhuan language and broadcast:

"To all citizens of Tianhuan Kingdom:"

"This broadcast is to explain the ongoing regime change in Tianhuan Kingdom."

"I am Gretwo Nightsong, one of the leaders of the Red Army. Now with the help of former Li Ozi's subordinates, we have successfully captured Qiong'anjing, the capital of Tianhuan, and captured the former head of state of Tianhuan - Huanzhi Wang, Yuan Zhengyi. And the former Prime Minister of the country: Park Zhengshun. We have had a friendly meeting, fully exchanged opinions, and fully recognized the transfer of power."

"Next, the country will be reorganized and re-elected by our Red Banner Army. Before the country's order returns to normal, the Red Banner Army will form an interim government for transition. Please cooperate with our work."

"The 1,700-year history of the King of the Ring's oppression of the people ends here! My compatriots, the era of the Republic has come."