Yuanye walked out of the arena, but this time he came out of the gate.
Although it is called a gate, it is actually just the entrance to the arena disguised as a hotel - if you don't take into account the exaggerated aesthetics of the Black Dragon Club that erects Roman columns in the room.
The moment he walked out of the door, Genya once again saw the pure white meteors streaking across the dark night sky, but this time he was not in the dilemma of being sunk into Tokyo Bay by the Yakuza. This allowed him to calm down and observe, and found that That was not a meteorite, but a space shuttle returning from outer space. The white light should be the light emitted when some kind of heat-dissipating paint sublimates.
For some reason, this discovery finally gave Yuanye a sense of reality that "I have really traveled through time". He was stunned on the spot, and it was not until Sato patted him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses.
Genya followed Sato through the crowd and arrived at the parking lot. The surroundings were full of customers who came to watch the wrestling. The two of them blended in the crowd and were inconspicuous. No one noticed that the person who was fighting in the ring just now was beside them. .
"Both sides have called for reinforcements from headquarters. If we don't leave, we won't be able to leave." Sato started the car's engine and pointed at the traffic entering the underground parking lot. "There was originally going to be a fight. Uesugi should have given the order. The area has been cleared, we can only hope that they don’t develop into an internal conflict.”
"Is it common for Ji Dao fire unions to happen?"
"The unemployment wave was very frequent when it first started more than ten years ago. At that time, everyone had no jobs and could only come to join the Jidao. The popularity was extremely ordinary." Sato drove the vehicle calmly and said in an experienced tone, "Now It’s getting better, mainly because the Yakuza have now found their own ecological niche. They are essentially playing the role of maintaining security in their own territory. It has created a lot of jobs. Once the unemployed population decreases, the crime rate will decrease.”
"By the way, my car can't get in where you live. I can only take you to the nearest station. You can take the tram back by yourself. The tram should not be out of service yet." Sato glanced at the train Genya gave him. address, responded.
"Why?"
"My car's engine is an internal combustion engine, but since radicals made several big news in wealthy areas, entry has been banned." Sato patted the steering wheel, "Now the entire core metropolitan area of Tokyo only allows the use of wireless power transmission. of electric vehicles that do not carry large-capacity batteries.”
"By the way, a large number of homeless people gather near the station every night recently. Many of them are people who have been transformed into prosthetics. You still have to be careful." Sato warned, "But with your swordsmanship, you should There’s nothing to worry about.”
"If I meet a highly prosthetic person, I'm afraid I won't be able to cope with it, right?" Yuan Ye asked tentatively.
"It is true that there is a high degree of prostheticization, especially for people whose whole body is prosthetic. As long as they cross the 50% prosthetic limit, no matter how superb their swordsmanship is, they can't make up for it." Sato feels a little like being a teacher, and he is enthusiastic Popular Science, "But those who can really cross the boundary are 'talented' people, and no matter what, they will not be reduced to living on the streets."
"It is very painful for normal people to undergo prosthetic surgery and have to take drugs to suppress rejection every day." Sato sighed with sadness, "After all, prosthetic bodies are not given at birth. It is subconsciously regarded as a [foreign object] by humans."
"When it is quiet, you can clearly hear the roar of the motor in the prosthetic body through bone conduction. This will give people the feeling that their body is being 'swallowed'... like a monster."
Genya did not continue to talk. Although he wanted to comfort Sato, he did not undergo a prosthetic transformation. If he said some chicken soup, it would make people feel like standing and talking without back pain, so it was better not to say it.
"We're here." Sato stopped the car and pointed to the station in front of him.
Genya thanked him and just opened the car door to get out of the car, but he turned back and took out the evil ghost mask Sato gave him from his schoolbag: "I forgot to return this to you."
"You can keep it." Sato waved his hand, "Maybe there is still a place where you can get it."
"I don't want to have anything to do with the Yakuza anymore, but it's quite interesting to stay as a souvenir." Yuanye smiled, put the mask back into his bag, and closed the car door.
Sato looked at Genya's back carrying his schoolbag through the glass, and suddenly remembered what he had said to Yota before.
"You choose your own path, but luck doesn't matter, right?" Sato laughed, "It seems that this kid is not only lucky, but he is also on the right path."
Sato threw the cigarette butt out of the window, started the car and left.
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Yuan Ye walked into the station. As expected, there were many homeless people lying in the hall of the station. They seemed to want to spend the night at the station. After all, it was January and it was really difficult to spend the night outside in the cold weather.
Yuanye observed it and found that many of them were equipped with prosthetic bodies. Yingzhou society in 2077 still retained the system of merit sequence, just like a warm feudal family in a highly developed capital society. ——Although neither is a good thing.
But in contrast, the number of regular employees has decreased significantly, with dispatch workers accounting for more than 99%. The income gap between the two has widened rapidly. The wage gap between regular employees and dispatched employees of the same working age is basically Start at ten times.
Low wages are accompanied by high work ability requirements, which leads dispatched employees to even take the initiative to cut off their normal bodies and transform them into prosthetics in exchange for a higher level of work ability. As they grow older, even in addition to food and rent, Any extra wages will be used to replace the latest prosthetic body.
However, the price of new models of prostheses continues to rise. The salary increase of most dispatched employees cannot keep up with the increase in the price of prostheses. In the end, they are fired because they cannot replace the prostheses and their work ability does not meet the requirements. This is also a case of prostheses. The reason for the large number of reformed homeless people.
"Do you need coffee?" A crisp voice sounded in Yuan Ye's ears, and a pair of slender hands handed a cup of hot coffee to Yuan Ye.
Yuanye was frightened by this sudden attack and took a step back before calming down.
He turned his head and looked around, and found that most of the homeless people in the station hall were holding white paper cups. It seemed that someone was giving out free coffee.
"Thank you." After confirming the situation, Yuan Ye took the paper cup obediently - it doesn't cost any money anyway, just take some.
After taking the coffee, Yuanye turned his attention to the person who handed him the coffee.
--doll.
This was the first word that popped into Yuan Ye's mind after seeing the girl.
The girl has her hair in a traditional Ji style, and her facial features are arranged as delicately as a doll's. There are no flaws at all. She belongs to the "perfect" type and does not look like a normal human being.
Then he saw a strong man following the girl, wearing sunglasses and looking like he had the words "I am a bodyguard" written directly on his face.
——It turned out to be the eldest lady who came down to "experience life", so it's not surprising.
Yuanye understood instantly, and the girl's perfect face was explained. Although there was still uncertainty in genetic adjustment, it was indeed possible to produce a beautiful girl of this level.
"Do you need to spend the night here?" the girl asked enthusiastically, "There are free thermal blankets provided here."
"No, I'm a student and I'm getting ready to take the tram home." Yuanye replied.
The girl seemed to have remembered something, "By the way, if you are a student, your credit record should be good!"
"Can you please sign here?" The girl took out a small book from the table behind her: "This is a petition to the official to apply for a five percent increase in relief funds. Seven hundred people have been raised so far. signed."
"No problem." Yuan Ye agreed directly.
——I didn’t sign the autograph because of her good-looking face. Before I traveled through time, I was also the kind of good young man in the new era who would give money to beggars when I met him. When Uncle Mai was eating, a deaf-mute person came to me for a donation and would readily give money. ah!
——Although her face is indeed pretty.
Yuanye complained about himself in his heart, and after reading the petition to confirm that there was no problem, he signed his name readily.
"Ning Ye?" The girl read out Yuan Ye's signature, "It's in Chinese characters. Are you Chinese?"
Yuan Ye closed the pen in embarrassment. He had signed his name so many times in his previous life that he couldn't change it, so he had to lie: "I am an international student, what about you?"
"Thank you for your support." The girl took the pen handed back by Genya, "My name is Arisu Kawaharu, and I am a high school student."
"It's a very nice name." Yuan Ye praised it.
——Two people with fake names are chatting, which is quite interesting.
Yuan Ye complained in his heart that although Ning Ye could be regarded as his real name to a certain extent, after traveling through time, he had to do as the locals do. Self-awareness was the key to personality construction, not the superficial name.
But the opposite name is indeed a pseudonym, because the name Arisichuan does not actually exist in Yingzhou. This is the same in Yuan Ye's memory, and it has not changed due to time travel - although Yuan Ye's memories in this life are basically the same. It is a variety of entertainment materials. There are many people who use the stage name Arisikawa in the entertainment industry, but in reality the surname Arisikawa has been discontinued. Coupled with the identity of the eldest lady opposite, it is a proper pseudonym.
"Why would you do such a thing?" Because the other party also used a fake name, Yuanye became interested and asked proactively.
"My mother wanted me to enrich my resume and let me choose whether to be a volunteer or learn to ride a horse." Haru Arisugawa told the whole story as if he was completely unsuspecting, "I think volunteering is at least meaningful and can help those in need. People who help.”
"Amazing." Yuanye praised sincerely, "It's really amazing."
This is not meant to be sarcastic. Although Yuanye is willing to give some material help to beggars or other disadvantaged groups within his ability, it has never been an idea for him to be a volunteer - the volunteer time requirement of his university is still in his final year. Finished by assault.
It is precisely because of this that he admires those who take action to help others. Regardless of whether they are young ladies coming down to "experience life", as long as they are willing to do it, they are worthy of praise.
"I didn't do anything. My petition has been rejected three times." Arisugawa Haru shook his head, "I used the same formulaic reply every time."
"If you petition to increase relief funds, of course it will not be accepted. After all, this is an act that directly increases financial expenditure." Yuanye tried to answer with some political and economic knowledge learned from his previous life, "It is better to ask this constituency The congressman petitioned him to increase employment in the constituency, which might be useful. After all, bad credit only makes it difficult to move forward in a capital society, but he still holds the votes."
"Then why not let him increase the payment of relief funds? No one wants to work, right?"
"There is an old saying in my country, which is 'It is better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish'." Yuan Ye seemed to have regained the feeling of being political on the Internet in his previous life. The more he spoke, the more enthusiastic he became, "If a person only eats Living on relief funds will gradually become more and more decadent. If money is exchanged for labor, it will give him an "illusion" that he can do it, but this "illusion" will give people dignity, and dignity is very important. of."
"What's more, most of the unemployed are not incapable of working. In fact, although their prosthetic bodies are not still at the highest level, they are sufficiently qualified for their original jobs. Being unemployed is just a turmoil caused by involution. , if congressmen are allowed to negotiate with companies for their votes, it is entirely possible to obtain some jobs."
"Illusion? What an interesting statement." Arisu Kawaharu asked impatiently, "Why is it an illusion?"
——I didn’t expect that the first time I chatted with a beautiful girl in my life was to talk about serious issues related to employment.
——It feels weird, but it’s pretty good.
Yuanye replied seriously: "Because their work is indeed worthless, so it is an 'illusion'."
"You still have to work even if it's worthless?" Arisu Kawaharu's tone seemed to contain a little bit of admiration.
"Yes." Yuan Ye nodded, "This society has developed to a situation where intelligent machines have replaced all low-end jobs, making the jobs of these unemployed people lose value. It is precisely because of their efforts and that of their ancestors. Therefore, They have the right to demand labor to maintain their dignity.”
"Although the logic is strange and seems to be sophistry, it does make sense." Arisugawa Haru nodded frequently, "I will work hard in this direction. Thank you for your advice, Ning Ye-kun."
It seems that because the Japanese romanization is used for pronunciation, Arisugawa Haru stutters a bit when reciting Genya's kana, which makes her feel a little cute.
"It's just my own nonsense." Yuanye said politely, "Thank you for the coffee, it's delicious."
Genya thought for a moment, and realized that everyone on the other side was calling him by his pseudonym so seriously that he couldn't help but respond, so he added: "Arisikawa-chan."
As if hearing someone call her that for the first time, Arisugawa Haru's neck involuntarily shrank, like a kitten.
Yuanye didn't see this scene. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left to catch the last tram.
It is indeed a very strange thing for two strange people to use strange pseudonyms and chat about strange topics at the station.
By the time both of them felt that this incident was not strange, it was already a long time later.
