"professor……"

After a long time, Ren Feng slowly raised his head and said with a remorse.

"It's my problem."

"I'm too eager to achieve success."

After the words came to an end, before Lu Yongchang could speak, Zhang Zhengqing beside Ren Feng had already raised his head suddenly and said repeatedly: "No, no, no, it's my problem."

"I have a responsibility to do this when it develops later."

Seeing the two of them fighting in front of him, Lu Yongchang quickly coughed and interrupted their argument.

"Ahem!"

"One of you is the chief of Proxima Centre Academy of Sciences and the other is the chairman of Proxima Centre. You must have both of you for the failure of the reform."

"So, don't rush to take the blame, it doesn't make sense."

Lu Yongchang narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the holographic projection directly in front of him: "The most urgent task is to tell me what kind of incident can reduce the population of Proxima human civilization to such a large number!"

"Is it a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"

"Is it because of technology itself flawed? Or... the war?"

Lu Yongchang's words made the two stop their "separation" behavior.

A trace of sadness flashed in Ren Feng's eyes.

That's right.

No matter how they share the blame, as leaders of the parliament and the Academy of Sciences, both of them have an inescapable responsibility.

then.

He took a deep breath and narrated it in detail.

Zhang Zhengqing, who was standing by, made some supplements from time to time.

...

2340 years of the Earth calendar.

Proxima Centauri City No. 3.

A piece of news is playing in every corner of the city street.

In the holographic screen, a announcer with a festive face said emotionally in a fluent and standard Mandarin:

"Warm congratulations to Proxima Centar for its great success in the reform of its social public care system!"

"According to the latest statistics, after more than 30 years of hard work, the population of Proxima Centaria has finally exceeded 100 million."

"The first million Proxima Centauri humans were born at the Central Nursing Center in City 5."

"To commemorate this historic moment, Councillor Ren Feng will personally name this lucky girl..."

It should indeed be worth the excitement.

After the implementation of the social public care system, the population of Proxima Centauri soared from about three million to 100 million in just 30 years.

It can be said that the problem that has plagued Proxima Centaria's human civilization for hundreds of years is solved at this moment!

However, this news did not attract much attention.

The pedestrians on the street are still in a hurry, and few people stop for this.

but!

There are always exceptions in everything.

Next to a holographic projection, a tall man stood there blankly, staring at the holographic projection in front of him with all his attention.

Judging from the appearance characteristics, men have grown up.

But from the perspective of temperament, he is like a young child who is not very experienced in the world.

The man's name is Zhuang Wenxing, who is a "public raising man" born in an artificial uterus.

Speaking of which, the term "public support" is actually a despicable term compared to "natural person".

Unlike others, Zhuang Wenxing looked at the holographic projection in front of him with longing.

The lens switches, and a familiar picture is presented in the holographic projection.

Maybe others don’t know it, but as a “public raising person”, Zhuang Wenxing is naturally very clear. The picture is the city’s central nurturing center.

That was where he was born and where he grew up.

However, unlike the girl in the news, he was born in the Central Nursing Center of Proxima Centre III. He is not the so-called 100 million Proxima Centre human, and he does not enjoy the special treatment of the Chairman of the Councillor himself.

Just a few hours ago, he passed a series of tests and successfully left the area where he gave birth to him and raised him.

only……

Although he has experienced complete social training, Zhuang Wenxing, who has just walked out of the Central Nursing Center, still feels a little uncomfortable.

He frowned slightly.

I always feel that some pedestrians on the road have a strange attitude towards him.

Maybe it's because he's still wearing the uniform of the Central Nursing Center?

He attributed the reason to his own dress.

He vaguely remembered that during social training, the teacher once said that people rely on clothes, Buddhas rely on gold clothes, and dressing is something that everyone must pay attention to in society.

He didn't understand very much at that time.

But now,

After seeing the colorful world outside, he seemed to have a slight understanding of this knowledge point.

"cut……"

"Isn't it just a man who comes out of an artificial uterus and doesn't have parents to support people?"

"Is it necessary to do so many gimmicks?"

A slight curse came from beside him.

Zhuang Wenxing subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came.

He is a middle-aged man in a suit and ties.

According to the teachings of the teachers of social training courses, men dressed in this way generally have a higher social status, except for several special circumstances.

Zhuang Wenxing frowned slightly and recalled carefully what the teacher said.

I was carrying a briefcase, and my leather shoes were old...

It seems that the man in front of him is in those special circumstances.

"What are you looking at?"

The man in a suit and tie turned his head sensitively, and his pair of dead fish eyes stared straight at Zhuang Wenxing.

Zhuang Wenxing subconsciously took two steps back.

This bad feeling that I have never felt before has come again.

"I……"

He opened his mouth and tried to explain.

"Ha." The man in the suit saw Zhuang Wenxing's clothes, sneered, and said in extremely affirmative words, "The little boy who just came out of the Central Nursing Center, right?"

Zhuang Wenxing frowned.

Little boy... this word doesn't seem so polite.

He took a deep breath and plucked up his courage to step forward: "Sir, your words are very rude, please..."

The man in the suit let out a strange laugh: "Ha! Another stupid pussy was taught in the nude center!"

"I said at the time that these public servants who have no father-raising and no mother-teaching can do nothing except to do some of the cheapest businesses!"

As he said that, he glanced at Zhuang Wenxing with a sarcastic look with great superiority, raised his head and turned away.

Zhuang Wenxing wanted to step forward to stop the man who offended him, but the content of the last class appeared in his mind.

In my memory, the teacher in charge of social training courses said with a gentle face:

“After leaving the social care center, each of you will experience several days or even dozens of days of adaptation.”

"During this adaptation period, be as patient as possible to others when encountering things."

"Of course, you can report to the Urban Management Center afterwards the injustice you encounter, and the Urban Management Center will help you."

Want to come now.

Those eyes and expressions should not fall into the category of gentleness.

Perhaps, it should be more mercy.
Chapter completed!