The decline of Central City far exceeded Lu Wen’s imagination.
Jiang Xiaonian once passed some information to him about Central City, which recorded the miserable life of the people in Central City, but Lu Wen did not read it carefully at that time.
Central City was too far away from him at that time, and he was still enveloped 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.
Very high place.
"By the way, don't those guys in the sky suffer from altitude sickness?"
It was like the abode of the gods in ancient mythology.
Turbulent clouds and mist rolled beneath the celestial city, and through the blurred clouds, one could vaguely feel the oncoming majesty.
A huge shadow covered the sky.
Lines of thick steel were like hands on a clock, slowly turning under the circular piece of land, holding up the entire city.
Those criss-crossing metals form strange patterns, as if they were the most perfect work in the hands of a medieval machinist.
At first glance, there is only shock.
That city is a symbol of eternity, as if it has replaced the sun and moon.
Its huge shadow shrouded the once bustling central city below.
"That floating city actually has a population of less than one million. Everyone is arrogant and arrogant, as if if they live higher up, they can really ascend to godhood." Fatty Jiang said with disdain in his tone.
As a partial computer genius, he only believed in technology and did not believe in ghosts and gods, and he did not even have much awe.
"Living so high up, it must be very cold in winter. I guess I have to pay a lot for electricity." Another person in 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 boiling water. Living so high up, apart from being able to show off when they come down, is there any other use? Those guys are looking for trouble." Another person laughed.
"But there are still many people who want to obtain permanent residence rights up there." Xia Chuluo said lightly.
She took the lead and walked in front, and her whole person changed drastically.
Half of his face turned into metal.
The remaining half of the face was also covered by loose hair.
The exposed part of the right arm is also made of metal, with a light silvery luster.
"The way this city fell must have been spectacular." Lu Wen sighed.
There is a sharp contrast between the sky and the ground.
If you have to describe this city on the ground, it can be said to be a combination of Baker City and the slums.
Most of the buildings in the city are low-rise buildings several stories high, very close together.
The exterior of the building is mostly painted with yellowish or light pink wall paint.
The streets are relatively narrow.
Dark red steel pipes are scattered throughout the streets and alleys of the city.
The red rust stains were washed away by the rain, leaving some dull red marks on the wall.
The sky is filled with random wires.
The light 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 have a look at the city." Xia Chuluo said.
They left the vehicles they drove in in the parking lot outside the city, and took everything they needed with them. Each person could carry everything with just one suitcase.
"Duan Tiannan and Duan Hongye have arrived a long time ago. I'm going to find a way to contact them." Fatty Jiang pressed the mechanical device in his hand and a projection screen popped up.
Apart from Lu Wen, he carries the most technological products.
A group of more than ten people came to the bus station.
Rust spreads across the platform.
Wandering musicians played soothing music beside the platform, and simple mechanical hands plucked the strings of acoustic guitars.
The clothes worn by the people coming and going all had a shabby feel, as if they were covered in dust and had never been cleaned.
An old Beetle drove slowly by. Most of the paint on the hood had fallen off, and the dark red iron shell had many traces of time.
Behind the Beetle was a dark red double-decker bus, also in tatters, with one of its headlights broken.
"Get in the car."
Xia Chuluo greeted everyone.
The sunlight gradually disappeared from the streets.
The city has fewer dangers at night than Baker City, but more than Maui.
A faint pink halo envelopes this city stuck in time, with blue and purple as embellishments.
The interweaving light makes those rusty steel pipes look brand new.
The old walls on both sides of the street are covered with graffiti.
Young people who like hip-hop gather in the streets at night, their 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 suddenly asked.
"These young people don't seem to have much pressure." Lu Wen also felt it. "Over in Mowu City, all the young people are like walking zombies, repeating a numb life every day. They have been saddled with the car at a young age. I don’t dare waste time on these things when I’m taking out a mortgage.”
Over in Mowu, nights are usually quiet and empty.
Fog usually shrouds the city's night sky, with only blue giant projections walking among the tall buildings.
But this city is different.
Lu Wen saw rare vitality among the young people here.
"Actually, they have no hope. Car and house loans are too far away from them." Xia Chuluo looked out the car window. "Most of them don't have formal jobs. They only use their salary for two months off after working for one month. This kind of Life here is normal, and there is no so-called bride price when getting married. Two young people get together as soon as 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 feel that a person's life is only so long, whether it is thirty years or a hundred years, they must live happily and there is no need to care about 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 took off, it took away all the high-tech talents and wealthy people, and restricted the development of the city. It treated the city as a huge mineral source, 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 a lot of minerals underground in the nine major cities, as the tall chimneys on the edge of Mowu City can prove.
"Many people want to conquer that city because they can't stand their arrogance, and the people in the central city down there are really having a hard time," Xia Chuluo said.
The appearance of the city above ground is somewhat deceptive.
Although people here have no hope of promotion, at least they live 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 at the people outside the car window, "Many people here think that there are only central cities and floating cities in the world. Not even as good as District 16 in Mowu City.”
Although the children in District 16 have a low level of education.
But through some TV programs, they can know that the world is not just about poverty, but also where rich people live outside District 16, and other cities outside Mowu City.
"The education these people in Central City received from birth to death is incomplete. It can even be said that this is a closed-minded city."
What can destroy a person is not just poverty, but also ignorance.
The people here are poor and ignorant.
So they are happy easily.
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Mowu City, District 15.
Two hours have passed since I received the envelope.
The executives whose names were on the envelope were all summoned to the headquarters.
They all confessed to the crimes they had committed.
They are all considered relatively serious crimes. Most of them involve collecting money and letting the criminal go. Some of them have killed ordinary people by mistake. In the end, they have no choice but to forcibly add the crime to the innocent deceased.
"This is the shortcoming of the current system of the Executive Board. Each executive officer is too independent. Although most of them accept unified dispatch, each case is taken over by a private person, and most of the case processes are handled by executive officers. Make a record." Lu Wen said.
On the first day he entered the Enforcement Bureau, he thought of this drawback when he saw Li Jian's case on the big screen.
Xia Chuluo told him at the time that every executive was independent.
"What do you think the murderer's purpose is for sending this letter? Is it just to detect corruption within our district?" Feng Fugui took off his glasses and wiped them.
"No, he also wants us to publish this list online and make a sincere apology to all people, just like the 10th District."
eight pm.
The official account of the Executive Directorate published an article.
This article gives a general overview of everything that has happened recently, and a list is attached at the end of the article.
As soon as this article was released, it triggered a huge discussion.
"Public opinion on the Internet is now a bit one-sided. There are so many fans of the murderer that they are overwhelming and flooding the comment area."
Most of them condemned the incompetence of the Executive Board.
Others are 'terrified to think about it' and so on, saying that there is such serious corruption within the Executive Bureau. How many unjust, false and wrong cases have been caused during this period
A new round of discussions has begun again about the cause of the fires in the two prisons.
Fans of the Wandering Poet had a huge upper hand.
"Lu Wen, your social account is about to be compromised. Those people say that you slandered the murderer without any evidence and are not worthy of being an executive." Wei Boyan said.
"There are many things in this world that don't require evidence."
Lu Wen didn't want to defend himself.
At this point in time, there is no point in saying anything.
Fans of those murderers have become fanatical, as if the wandering poet in their minds is the only upright person in the world.
"These fans need to calm down and they will be fine after a while."
(End of chapter)