"When I was very young, I lived in Central City for a while just to experience what the city had become. Later, I went back with great disappointment."
Luo Xunfeng recalled many years ago.
Perhaps that's when he slowly began to hate this city.
Whether in heaven or on earth.
"I have tried to tell many people that the world is very big and every city has its own characteristics. There is no need to blindly admire floating cities..."
The subsequent results were not ideal.
The awe and yearning for the floating city seem to be engraved in the genes of every resident.
Luo Xunfeng felt that human beings should always be hungry at all times and use every means to break the cognitive barriers.
Wu Yu frowned and thought. He didn't seem to agree with Luo Xunfeng's point of view.
"There is a saying in "The Great Gatsby": When you want to criticize anyone, remember that not everyone in this world can have your advantages."
"You want to tell me that if I grew up in this city on the ground, I would become as ignorant as these people?" Luo Xunfeng asked.
"Yes." Wu Yu did not deny it.
Luo Xunfeng was silent for a moment.
He had thought about this.
But it may be that he has lived in the floating city for too long.
His bones were inevitably tainted with some decadent arrogance, which made him feel that he was different.
"Maybe it's what you said."
There are more and more people on the ground.
When they heard that someone with a natural talent was coming, they thought they were going to send out invitations in advance, so they all hurried over.
For those who have lived in this city since childhood, the opportunity to settle there permanently is the most irresistible temptation in the world.
"There are many local organizations in this city. The more famous ones are the Temple and the Secret Door. They are two opposites." Luo Xunfeng said: "The Temple is a very ridiculous organization. It actually thinks that there are real immortals in the floating city."
He told the story of his original life in the city on the ground.
At that time, the leader of the temple found him, regarded him as a divine messenger, and worshiped him.
This abnormal psychology made Luo Xunfeng feel very uncomfortable at that time.
He wanted to break the weak knees of those people and connect them with hard and straight steel, telling those people that there is no so-called God in this world and they do not need to kneel down.
"But these distorted situations are actually caused by the current floating city." Wu Yu reminded.
"Indeed..."
Luo Xunfeng looked at the city floating in the sky above his head.
He is the youngest generation of Archdeacons and controls the order and ruling of the entire Floating City. He seems to have a high position but cannot change anything.
Unless those old guys die, everything will be the same as before.
But those old guys have lived too long...
Many people of their generation who had experienced the war years together, such as Dr. Lan He and Engineer Yin Long, had passed away many years ago during the third generation of bionic humans.
"They have invested in many biomedical companies, and those companies have one thing in common. They must have a project team that studies immortality. Even Bilan and Xinhong have been entrusted by them to study alternative mechanical ascension."
Luo Xunfeng said that some old guys have already had several hearts replaced in order to survive.
Others rely on the so-called stem cell injections, brain-tonifying injections, etc. developed by biomedical companies to forcibly extend their lives.
"Half of the old guys are actually lying on the hospital bed, half dead... but not dead."
"You are still young and will always use up your energy until the day they die." Wu Yu said.
"It should work."
Young people always want to do something big while they are young and energetic.
The same goes for Luo Xunfeng.
He was worried that in a few years, as he got older, he might really become the person he once hated, as Gong Liangyu said.
And on the ground at this moment.
Lu Wen was mixed in the crowd, flanked by everyone in the team.
He looked up at the car-like thing flying in the air, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Finally saw a flying car."
Black appearance, flat body.
It has sharp edges and corners and looks very technological.
The injectors are just under the body.
This thing was developed a long time ago, but it has not been mass-produced because it is not practical and consumes too much energy.
At least in Mowu City, I have never seen it.
Of course, this may also be related to the air control in Mowu City.
The floating city is indeed rich, with a population of one million enjoying the benefits of tens of millions of people.
Everyone born in the floating city does not need to worry about any financial pressure from birth to death. They only need to choose a career they love, such as economy, technology, biology, etc., and then immerse themselves in it.
Of course, you can also eat and wait to die.
In fact, most residents of the floating city do this.
They are already superior to others and do not need to work hard anymore.
All the people in that city have a common idea: the development of ground cities must be suppressed so that there will never be a second floating city in the world, so that they can enjoy it from generation to generation.
Lu Wen naturally saw Wu Yu.
He had long heard that this guy was favored by the old guy in the Floating City.
Gong Liangyu seemed to feel that there were not enough outstanding descendants in his family, so he wanted to find some outside.
"It's extremely boring, it's just two people." A member of the team muttered quietly.
It is true that they can understand the fanatical attitude of the people in Central City.
But understanding and accepting are two different things.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.
Some organizations came over.
Outside this huge mountain of metal garbage, densely packed people were standing on both sides of the river.
Those who were looking for treasure in the rivers and trying their luck in the garbage mountains also stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.
"That is our great envoy!"
A high-pitched voice suddenly came from the crowd.
The guys from the temple have also arrived.
They were relatively large in number and had been gathering for a long time.
Ordinary people stayed away.
This is a bunch of lunatics.
Even though they all live in Central City and have not received a complete education, they at least know that there can be no gods in this world.
"enough!"
Luo Xunfeng from above suddenly shouted.
When he saw those people starting to kneel down and worship again, with pious eyes, he suddenly felt very sick.
Luo Xunfeng controlled the car to fall from the sky and land on the ground.
The people around them hurriedly moved away, leaving enough space for these two distinguished guests of the Floating City.
He stepped out of the car, with a stern face and a white uniform. He seemed out of place in this dirty and shabby world.
"There are no so-called gods in this world. Those who live in the sky are just like you. They will also get sick and injured, and will suffer birth, old age, illness and death. This is the law of all things, and no one can escape!"
He looked at the people who were kneeling down with cold eyes.
"Stand up! I don't know what your leader said to you, but it must be false!"
But those kneeling in the temple still did not get up.
They trembled.
They offended the messengers of the gods, which made them feel very frightened, fearing that they would be punished by heaven.
"Great envoy of God, please don't be angry. We are just a group of humble mortals." The man in black robes who took the lead said sincerely.
"Are you the temple leader of this generation?" Luo Xunfeng asked in a deep voice.
"yes."
"Disband the temple, the floating city does not need your faith."
"This...dissolution..."
The man in black robe hesitated for a moment.
"Lord Envoy of God, is this the will of the gods above?"
This question completely overwhelmed Luo Xunfeng.
His face was ashen, and the blood vessels on his forehead were vaguely visible, and he said angrily: "How many times have I told you that there is no such thing as God in this world! Every time I come down, I tell you, over and over again, why don't you listen?! "
Luo Xunfeng turned around angrily.
Naturally, there was disappointment in my heart.
But disappointment does not help. Perhaps it is more like Mr. Lu Xun said, mourning his misfortune and being angry at him.
"Sir Luo!"
A voice suddenly stopped him.
Luo Xunfeng was about to get in the car and leave, but suddenly stopped.
He stopped because of this title. It was not a 'messenger' or a 'man from heaven', it was just a simple sentence, sir.
This kind of title... the other party also regarded him as an ordinary human being.
Luo Xunfeng turned around and looked.
The person who stopped him was a man who looked to be in his thirties.
This person, Lu Wen and the others, knew him as a man from the secret door, named Qi Jun. At that time, they proposed to cooperate with them.
"Chief Luo, this is a letter written by the secret door for many Central City people. I hope you can read it carefully. What happened here... only you can help us." Qi Jun handed over the letter. .
"Okay, I'll take a look when I get back."
Luo Xunfeng accepted his letter.
"Sir Luo, what this letter involves... may be dangerous. If you need help then, you can contact us." Qi Jun said.
"There should be nothing in this world that I think is dangerous."
Luo Xunfeng has always been so confident.
A request from Central City shouldn't be a problem for him.
He returned to the car.
The car slowly lifted off into the air.
Luo Xunfeng looked at the people below and said loudly: "One hundred invitations will be sent out the day after tomorrow. I hope you can compete rationally. In the past, only two or three people with special talents stayed in the floating city. There is no need. Risk your life for a sightseeing opportunity!”
After that, he drove the car and flew towards the floating city above his head.
On the ground, countless pairs of envious eyes followed the car as it took off.
That end point is a place that most Central City residents dream of.
In mid-air, Luo Xunfeng took out a sterile operating box.
He put the letter in the box.
Then cover the box and seal it tightly.
He put his hands into two rubber gloves, picked up the letter in the box, and slowly opened it.
You can't blame him for being cautious, after all, it's a secret door thing.
That organization is always looking for ways to take down Central City.
The letter is open and without any visible gas, it should be safe.
Luo Xunfeng quickly read the contents of the letter.
It’s a few simple sentences, but the things described are shocking.
"Are those old guys... so unscrupulous?"
…
on the ground at this moment.
The crowd gradually dispersed.
There are still many people staying by the river or on the mountains of metal garbage, looking for things that can be sold for money among the broken steel parts and electronic equipment.
Qi Jun saw Fatty Jiang in the crowd.
"Brother Jiang, you are here too."
(End of chapter)