Li Zheyuan huddled quietly in the darkness. This was a dormitory for single workers.
The people living in this place are all ordinary single workers... After the workers here take off their workers' prosthetics, they use a prosthetic body less than one meter tall, and they are free here with their heads.
The activity looks like some kind of cartoon big-headed doll.
Since the body is small enough, the space a person needs to be allocated can also be very small. In a small room, a collective bed like a shelf can accommodate many workers.
This is not abuse. In fact, the workers who live here can go out to work in space. Their income is already relatively high among the workers in Ur City. There are still many laborers in the city, who are undergoing transformation.
The labor rate has not been fully improved, so they can only work inside the city of Ur, and even the work efficiency is far less than that of workers with full reform rate.
Many of this group of workers are veterans of the old Sky Star Fleet. The original kleptocratic troops absorbed by the old Sky Star Fleet came from the United States Navy Fleet. Some soldiers with enough seniority are even only three or four years younger than Wu Zu himself.
At the age of ten, I have experienced the changes from the "old era" to the "present" in a down-to-earth manner.
King Agni abandoned the old Sky Star Fleet and did not organize any special search and rescue measures afterwards. This also caused these people to completely abandon the idea of "fighting" and become workers instead.
This group of people's ability to judge material conditions is naturally inherited from the old times.
It's not that they "can only stay here", but "they think it's better to stay here".
Compared with the waste products excreted by metabolism of natural people, prosthetic people do not have this trouble. The standard human with prosthetic body can only rely on electric energy to move and cut off breathing. The smell and infectious diseases caused by "multiple people crowded together"
Problems such as these do not exist for benchmark people.
And such a low-level prosthetic body does not have such a keen sense of touch. The "sense of depression caused by crowding" does exist.
But there is no problem entering the virtual world.
Rather than "living in a big house", the workers here prefer to set up their own local area network and rest online in their free time - don't forget that the founders of Ur City include several subordinates of the Fourth God of War.
.And the Fourth Martial God vigorously promotes online life and the construction of online culture.
As for the outside space, leave it to those children who need an activity space.
This is the hiding place Li Zheyuan prepared for himself. The lighting is dim, and these ex-soldier-turned-workers are also very xenophobic. If someone rushes in and disturbs them, they will show hostility.
In this case, any mistakes in my performance will not be so eye-catching.
He had bribed maintenance personnel to modify the small piece of lighting in the hallway at the door and connected it to another receiving device.
If the light flashes for a long time and lasts for one minute, it means that your residence has been raided and the equipment at your residence has sent out an alarm signal.
He made this arrangement very early.
This was one of his many escape routes. After this incident, he could not return to his previous life. He even prepared two escape routes. He had a false identity that he had been operating locally for a long time. In addition, this person
There is also a secret key in Yi's body. You can find a businessman and help him smuggle to Mars.
but……
"What a shame." He muttered.
It has been almost two hundred years. During these two hundred years, he has been hiding in hiding, not daring to stay in one place for too long - before this, he had not even lived in one place for more than eight years.
And he lived in Ur thirty years.
Thirty years have been enough for him to have a little sense of belonging to his "hometown".
——You can’t do this, Li Zheyuan...
He said to himself in his heart.
——It’s because of thirty years of peace that you developed a lazy mind and were targeted...
——Don’t be tired, keep fighting, and transcend suffering! This is your life creed, isn’t it?
Li Zheyuan was born in Seoul on the Korean Peninsula. His family of eight lived in a small house of less than 40 square meters. The windows faced the above-ground part of the city subway. Every time a rail car passed by, it was extremely noisy.
After spending a short childhood, Li Zheyuan began his youth of studying sixteen hours a day.
Among his four brothers and sisters, except for the eldest and most incompetent sister, all the others passed the college academic ability test and successfully went to college. This made their family the object of envy in the entire neighborhood. Li Zheyuan was among them.
Outstanding person. He passed the exam in one try and was admitted to the top university in the country. He even got a direct offer from Harvard Medical School and became the father of all machines, the disciple of the biologist Yawgmoth.
.
If it hadn't been for that year, my sister who couldn't bear the pressure of repeating her studies committed suicide, it might have been a perfect year.
Since then, Li Zheyuan has embarked on a completely different life from his brothers and sisters. They went to ordinary and excellent universities, worked for ordinary chaebols in their own countries, and lived ordinary lives.
After Li Zheyuan entered his mentor's laboratory, he successfully left a certain impression on Yawgmoth, who was still very young at the time, with a group assignment.
With this fate, he became one of the scholars recruited by Xiang Shan and became a member of the world's top consortium...
Ah, it was like a golden time. The country's plutocrats, whether they stirred up nationalist thoughts, held high the banner of protectionism, or pushed for legal revisions, could not stop the will of Xiangshan and Yawgmoth.
Xiangshan is a genius. Through his personal interpersonal relationships, he was lucky enough to monopolize the "mining" of "immortal technology" - the process of mining "knowledge" from "unknown mysteries" like "mining".
He was grasped by this courageous and foresighted man. He did not monopolize knowledge, he shared knowledge. But the vast majority of talents who had the ability to carry out this kind of "mining" were grasped by him.
Li Zheyuan watched how the plutocrats who had influenced his father's life gradually melted away in the face of Yawgmoth's magic power.
At that time, he even believed in Xiang Shan's faith.
Thinking of this, Li Zheyuan couldn't help but grab his throat with his hands. Although this body didn't need to breathe, he was used to it as a former Homo sapiens.
In the darkness, this guy who was despised by everyone whispered: "I just want... I just want to live... It was Xiangshan who was wrong, it was Yawgmoth... it was those two lunatics..."
"They are the ones who opened Pandora's box. I didn't..."