At night, the urban scenery will be more vibrant than during the day, and perhaps only when people get off work can they get some respite.
In a bright street closet, a mermaid floating in luminous liquid sings softly. The sound spreads through the speakers and lingers in the store, and the beautiful figure also attracts passers-by.
The red wake of the jet streaked across the sky, and the hover cars with electroplated metal shells drove past. The smooth surface reflected the screen on the street, and the reflections of countless neon lights flashed across it.
People who can't afford a car can only squeeze into the overcrowded magnetic trams, smelling all kinds of sweat and fragrance, praying to reach their destination quickly. The reason why they don't need to use the word "go home" is because of that little His rental house was not the place he thought he could call home.
Under the dim street lights, "night walkers" wearing fluorescent clothes are walking aimlessly. During the day, no one cares about them. They are ordinary, submerged in the crowd and no one can see them. But at night, they are invisible. Fluorescent clothes painted with various symbols and logos stand out in the dark night, telling their only 'free will'.
They are eager to express themselves, they want to find a sense of existence in this world of countless people, they want to distinguish themselves from those AIs that can replace AI at any time, and they pursue the so-called 'individuality', because if they give up even this, They can't even convince themselves that they are worthy of existence compared with AI.
There are all kinds of graffiti all over the underground passages and remote bridges. Some are to vent their dissatisfaction with the society, some are crazy messages asking for help, and some are telling their frustration and despair.
The advancement of science and technology has led to an unprecedented increase in productivity and there is no longer a need for so many jobs. This can make some people idle, but those who are idle are not recognized by society. They are considered losers and are not willing to spend money from the government. Raise such idle people.
If a person is eating, drinking and having fun from birth to death without doing any labor, what significance does he have to society? Does society have an obligation to support such a person? What does this mean for those who work hard and pay taxes? Is it fair?
The liberation of productivity does not usher in a perfect world. In fact, even in a society with high welfare, people still need to actively find their place in society. People need recognition and need to show their value in some way, that is, to be recognized. the value of.
Not everyone can firmly reject the value framework set by the entire society. Humans are also animals, and they are also animals that can be unknowingly domesticated. Once the domestication is completed, a single value system will be formed. Like thousands of similar people, they will chase the peak of fame and fortune and fall into an endless spiral competition.
Physiologically, life can survive as long as it requires suitable space, food and water. But in this era, when life sees the colorful night sky, it can no longer bear to live in a simple ditch and pursue its dreams. It is a good thing, but in the fierce and unfair competition, this kind of good thing will also hurt the hearts of countless people.
The Internet brings out the best among countless people, but behind the most shining peak are mountains built by countless losers. People have become accustomed to looking at the best and scolding them for any shortcomings. The result of the ever-increasing standards is that people would rather believe in illusory beauty than face the incomplete reality.
"So, it's a really sad world."
On the top floor of the neon-lit building, Hesia Tilan overlooked the entire city night scene. The night wind blew her hair, and the rotating night light beams in the distance reflected her face, streaking through blue and purple light and shadow.
After spending a stable and fulfilling half a year in the academy, this was the first time she came out, overlooking the bustling city at night in the South District.
Today is the day for the competition between the 'Hat and Dagger' club and the 'Meteor Spear' club of Thunder Edge Academy. This kind of regular confrontation between schools basically happens every semester, stimulating each other among the top few in the Star Territory. Several academies.
On an overpass below, students from Thunder Edge Academy in blue trench coats stood waiting. There were about a hundred of them. Some were holding glowing electric spears, some had their hands in their pockets and looked sideways in boredom, while others were looking sideways. Hold a personal terminal and video chat with friends far away.
"Aren't you here yet? Are those guys from Edes Academy too scared to accept the challenge?" A student wearing blue glasses turned the car key on his fingertips and complained boredly.
"Who knows, although I feel that the people at Edes Academy are not so courageous, they lost one after another last year and did not even enter the top three in the Winter Festival Competition. They probably gave up on themselves."
"Hahaha, I have been saying that I want to challenge Saint Yingo. I think we should expect our Thunder Edge to challenge Saint Yingo's status. These little roses of Edes can just stay in the corner."
Just when these students were getting a little anxious, there was finally some movement on the other side of the overpass.
About twenty hover cars passed through the bustling night city and hovered on the street. Then students in black uniforms jumped off one by one. Some of them wore hoods, some wore tactical goggles, and some Carrying boxes, but these students all have one thing in common, that is, they all hold swords in their hands. Although these swords are not sharp, the patterns engraved on the swords also allow them to produce special effects after being infused with magic power, whether it is breaking The electromagnetic stance or breaking through some extraordinary shields have good effects.
"We're finally here, these guys from Edes Academy." The blue windbreakers on the overpass soon became quiet. They gradually gathered together, putting away the irrelevant tools in their hands, and holding various weapons with engraved patterns on them. in hand.
Drones with high-definition cameras took off silently. They hovered and surrounded both sides of the overpass, monitoring the entire process. Although it was just a confrontation between two academy clubs, many media would pay attention to this confrontation, and South District 1 The officials will also send people to watch not far away to ensure that such confrontations are within a reasonable range.
Just the results achieved on desks and classrooms are never convincing, and the confrontation between schools will become the best touchstone. The winner enjoys glory, gets more funding, and gets more favor. The losers lose their reputation and are slowly eliminated to catch up. It is also this system that allows the top ten academies in the Star Territory to maintain a good atmosphere and not dare to slack off.
"Who will be the winner today? Is it Thunder Edge Academy, which is rising and has a dark horse in the Winter Festival Competition, or Edes Academy, which has always been in the lead and is fighting against St. Ingo, let's wait and see!"
In the city at night, many employees after work sat in front of cheap nutritious meals, turned on the projection of their personal terminals, and watched this tense and anticipated battle in their rare leisure time after a tiring work day.
Although most of them have no hope of advancing again, looking at these youthful and passionate scenes, they can't help but have some thoughts.
If you were one of those figures, how cool and cheerful you should be, thus getting some release.
And now, in the picture displayed on the projection, a man wearing dark pink goggles strides forward. As he walks, he slowly draws out the broad sword on his back, and behind him are students in the same black uniform. She also pulled out the long sword she carried with her. The light of Yingying's sword reflected the darkness of the night, like sparks rising up and rushing towards the group of blues on the bridge.
The battle is about to break out.
(End of chapter)
