Fang Weiss and Hongchen Zhanji got off the public train and passed the security check in Area A1 again. They did not go to their jobs, but walked into a cheap restaurant.
This small area is Area A1, which is specially designed to receive workers from civilian areas. There are many restaurants and daily necessities stores on the crowded streets.
These shops are specially opened for low-level citizens coming from civilian areas. After all, workers also need to eat.
Labor is also divided into classes. Low-class workers have very low incomes. They will not choose to enter a restaurant to dine in. Instead, they will buy some quick meals from some small shops and squat on the roadside or eat while walking.
Through the transparent glass of the restaurant, Fangweis looked out the window at the many workers on the street, squatting together individually or in small groups, feasting on rice balls or hamburgers in their hands.
"I thought these people would have a better life after they got jobs," Fang Weiss said with some emotion.
"The people you see are not like you. One person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. Behind them are families. These families all live on the meager wages they have." Hongchen Zhanji took the waiter and handed it over. A lunch box, and then pushed it in front of Fang Weiss.
Fang Weiss opened the lunch box, which contained a burger, a bag of French fries and a protein drink.
"Where should we go next?" Fang Weiss asked Hongchen Zhanji while eating a burger. Originally, he came to Area A1 to help Zinuo get the bracelet chip, and to find a chance to treat his terminal illness.
But after Zinuo was taken away, he no longer needed to help Brother Ji get the chip. The two of them were originally using each other, and there was no one who betrayed the other.
"You are nothing like your father." Hongchen Zhanji looked at Fang Weiss and said, "Thirty years ago, I took your father to Area A1 for the first time. He said he wanted to take a good look at this place. In Area A1 After staying there for ten years, he decided to break down the walls of Area A1 and let everyone live equally.”
"So in the sixth year of your birth, which was the interstellar year 316, he joined the revolutionary army."
"I don't have his lofty ambitions, at least I won't abandon my lover and wife for others." Fang Weiss smiled unnaturally.
"This is the amazing thing about human beings." Hongchen Zhanji shook her head and expressed that she didn't understand, but it was obvious that she would not fall into such a tangle.
She looks at everything in the world like a bystander. After all, she has no emotions or perceptions. The chip in her brain will only record everything she sees and happens, and these data will be calculated through the chip in her brain.
Emotions such as joy, sadness, and anger are fed back to the outside world through data feedback.
"I will find a medical bed myself to cure my illness. Thank you for bringing me to Area A1. Just say goodbye." With that, Fang Weiss reached under the table and paid 8 contribution points, his balance There are 243 points left.
Fang Weiss stood up and walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he seemed to have forgotten something. He turned back and put the half bag of chips on the table in his pocket.
Hongchen Zhanji looked at Fang Weiss leaving without saying a word. Maybe she didn't know why Fang Weiss left suddenly, but she understood that Fang Weiss's last sentence of "goodbye" was to express that he wanted to separate now.
After Fangweis walked out of the restaurant, he was a little confused walking on the noisy street. He didn't know where to find the medical bed, or even where to go next.
He looked up at the various technological billboards in the distance, as well as the projected holographic promotional images.
The flying objects in the sky were flying back and forth, and he felt that his eyes could no longer see clearly. Everything here was attracting him.
He wanted to leave this transit area and enter the real wealthy area. He wanted to know the living environment of senior citizens, even to take a look.
"You are about to enter the Garden of Eden. Please abide by the rules of the Garden of Eden. It is prohibited to carry controlled knives and other types of offensive weapons.
Weapons…”
Area A1 is divided into two parts, one is the area where senior citizens really live - the Garden of Eden, and the other is the transit station where Fang Weiss and the Red Dust Warriors are.
The Garden of Eden occupies more than 90% of the entire A1 area.
There is a low wall in front, and there is a checkpoint in the middle. There are two rows of mechanical police standing on both sides of the checkpoint. This is the last security check.
With his work card, Fangweis successfully passed the security check. When he truly stepped into the Garden of Eden area, the sight in front of him shocked him beyond measure.
On the distant streets, the so-called senior citizens' clothing and appearance made him feel like he was in heaven.
Various service robots surround the streets. Once senior citizens have needs, these service robots will come forward to help.
The cleaning robot works all the time to keep the ground spotless. A female senior citizen is followed by a convenience robot to help her carry some heavy items.
"Sir, do you need any help?" A service robot flew over and asked Fang Weiss.
"Um, I want to know about the medical bed," Fang Weiss asked tentatively.
"The medical bed is the highest representative of Eden technology. It can recombine human DNA, reconstruct human hematopoietic stem cells and other functions, and can treat more than 13,000 special serious diseases discovered by humans."
"Where can I find a medical bed?" Fang Weiss asked, suppressing his excitement.
"Every A-class citizen will have a medical bed in his home, and B-class citizens should use their citizen bracelets in public hospitals."
"I'm going to the nearest public hospital," Fang Weiss said with anticipation.
"Please show your citizen bracelet, and the civil affairs management system will immediately allocate vehicles to provide you with pick-up and drop-off services."
Fang Weiss stretched out his left hand and rolled up his sleeve to reveal the identity bracelet on his arm.
"Sorry, C-class citizens are not eligible to receive services from the civil affairs management system"
"You tell me where the public hospital is, and I'll go there myself." Fang Weiss felt a little anxious.
"Sorry, C-class citizens are not eligible to enter public hospitals for treatment." After saying that, the service robot flew away.
"I have points, I can pay points" Fang Weiss shouted.
No service robot bothered Fang Weiss anymore, and he knelt on the ground like a deflated balloon.
A terminally ill man finally found a cure. The cure was right in front of him, but at this time he was told 'you are not qualified'.
"Young people, every low-level citizen who comes here thinks they can earn the right to use a medical bed through hard work."
A gray-haired uncle came over, handed Fang Weiss a glass of soy milk and said, "The Garden of Eden belongs to them, not to us."
"Drink some soy milk to warm your stomach and you will feel better."
Seeing that Fang Weiss ignored him, the uncle smiled, slowly placed the soy milk in his hand on the ground beside Fang Weiss, turned around and left.
"One day everyone in this world will be equal, and both high-level citizens and low-level citizens will sit at the same table, drink and eat meat and call themselves brothers!".
The uncle's voice echoed in Fangweis's ears like a lingering sound. Maybe he now understood why his father wanted to revolution.
What his father strives for is that one day, everyone in this world will be equal, and both high-level citizens and low-level citizens will sit at the same table, drink wine and eat meat.
The so-called Garden of Eden is not a Garden of Eden for everyone, but a Garden of Eden for a small group of people.
I thought the rich area was paradise
Fang Weiss discovered that this was only a paradise for senior citizens, not theirs.
As the saying goes, how high your expectations are, how desperate you will be when you are disappointed.
"You are not the first person to be so desperate, but you can be the last one" came the voice of the Red Dust War Princess.
Fang Weiss raised his head and looked at the expressionless Hongchen Zhanji. He realized how resolute and arrogant the woman in front of him was, and her indomitable momentum could not be stopped by anyone.
Fang Weiss sat on the ground and raised his head to look at the Red Dust Warrior. The Red Dust Warrior was wearing a cloak and looking straight ahead. The pedestrians coming and going around them did not pay attention to them.
This moment seemed to be frozen in Fang Weiss's mind.
Hongchen Zhanji left anyway. Before leaving, she gave Fang Weiss her contact information and told him that she was going to find Sai Hu's whereabouts.
When Fang Weiss asked who Saihu was, the Red Dust Warrior told him that Saihu was the key to the bright world.
…
Fangweis came to a U-shaped office building according to the address shown on his job card. The job position shown on his job card was as a file administrator.
After he swiped his work card and entered the archives management center to report, he went to the archives room.
The archive room is nearly a thousand square meters, and it contains all the event files recorded in the history of Tiangong. Dozens of huge cabinets are placed in the archive room. Each cabinet has nearly a thousand slots. Each slot There is a metal cube inside.
These metal cubes record huge amounts of data information. Fang Weiss's job is to organize and record the general information recorded by these metal cubes for the review and collection of relevant personnel.
There is a desk in a corner of the archives room, which is Fangweis's office.
He opened the work system on the desktop and looked at the dense file information on the screen. As he looked at it, he remembered everything he felt at the transfer station.
"Hey, new here?" A middle-aged woman with heavy makeup patted Fang Weiss' table and pulled Fang Weiss back from her trance.
"Um... Hello, how can I help you?" Fang Weiss said with a forced smile.
After Hongchen Zhanji left, he never wanted to return to the civilian area. He wanted to experience life in the rich area.
Since Brother Ji gave him a job card, he should work here. Low-level citizens work here on a daily salary. Since they have nowhere to go, it is better to work here first.
"Fang Weiss?" The middle-aged aunt looked at the staff information on Fang Weiss's desk and said, "I hope you can work longer than your predecessor."
"I will" Fang Weiss forced out a smile.
"I am the director here. You can call me Mrs. Karen. I hope you will sort out the files for the past five days before leaving get off work. After all, this is the work that your predecessor did not complete," the middle-aged aunt said arrogantly.
"OK"
"Lowly scum," Mrs. Karen muttered and left without looking back.
Fangweis's right fist was clenched tightly, and his nails were almost digging into his flesh. He had never been treated like this when he was in the civilian area.
Everyone is a low-level citizen. Even C-level citizens will not deliberately insult them when facing D-level citizens, because everyone is the same type of person.
But here, it is different. Senior citizens are the masters here, and they have all the right to interpret the lower-level citizens.
When he was reporting at the Archives Office, the Personnel Department sent him a code for low-level citizens. It contained a lot of content. Fang Weiss didn't read it all, but the general meaning was that low-level citizens had no human rights here.
There is only one word in Fangweis's mind to describe the life of low-level citizens here - people are like knives and soldiers, and I am like fish and meat.