In the classroom in the afternoon, I was sitting by the sunny window, but the brick wall under the window sill seemed to be ventilated, and the cool breeze seemed to penetrate my heart and spleen. The teacher in front scolded the students who did not study hard, and the atmosphere was depressing. When I returned home, I wanted to be alone for a while, but then another guest came to visit me and invited me to a party. At the hotel where the party was held, there was an old man with white hair, who may be a relative of the hotel owner, who faultlessly accused me of misbehavior and wasting food. etc,

Suddenly there was an unknown anger, and he said, "I didn't come here, you invited me here," and left with a few more words.

After a while, a short-haired woman who looked like a foreman, wearing a red and white striped T-shirt and a black hip-hugging skirt led a group of people and asked again, "What did you just do? Look, you made my father-in-law so angry that I almost died."

Alas, thinking about how old he is and how junior I am, I would like to bow to him and apologize and settle the matter. So I went to look for it in the kitchen.

"Have you seen where your father-in-law has gone?"

"Look in the basement."

Bypassing the chef's dishes, passing through the basement, and then through the basement car door to the outside of the building, no one was seen. I asked again when I saw two employees taking a lookout at a high place, and they pointed to the main road.

Walking along the roadside, there was no one, only the quiet green trees on the roadside.

Suddenly, a bus started from a standstill and rushed towards me. In order to avoid being caught under the bus, I quickly held up the front windshield of the bus with both hands. The friction between my palms and the glass actually made me fly...

After Li Haojun packed up his luggage, he sat down calmly and recalled a few messy dreams he had in the morning for unknown reasons.

"Are you ready?" Tan Wenjing asked,

"Okay," Li Haojun said, picking up his backpack and following her out the door.

Tan Wenjing walked in front, wearing navy blue narrow-leg trousers, red high-heeled shoes, and a black PU asymmetrical lapel ruffled waist small jacket. Wearing a red baseball cap, she has a single ponytail flowing out from behind, red lips, toad mirror, teardrop-shaped ruby pendants in her ears, and a small black silk scarf wrapped around her neck.

Following Tan Wenjing to the roadside, she found John already waiting there. He was driving a fixed-wing flying car. It was obvious that the old man was playing with emotions. After saying hello to each other, the three of them went on their way.

After driving through a stretch of open, straight road, John took off. Li Haojun and Tan Wenwen sat quietly in the back row. The space was quite cramped, so they simply carried their backpacks on their chests.

John glanced in the rearview mirror and asked, "Is Ethan okay?"

"Very good, thank you." Because Tan Wenjing had made it clear that she had nothing to do with John, Li Haojun was naturally not so specific towards him.

Then John asked Tan Wenjing, "Is your child okay?"

Tan Wenjing smiled and said nothing, and Li Haojun couldn't answer anything, so he changed the topic and asked,

"John, is the place we are going safe? Sorry, I don't remember anything. I can only ask you, is there anything we need to pay attention to?"

"What should you pay attention to? I noticed that you only brought a parachute. What should she do?"

"Haha, I think the weight of both of us, I think one parachute is enough."

"What about me? What should I do?" John complained jokingly,

"Then you won't send us all safely," Tan Wenjing spoke from the side.

After joking, John calmed down and said to Li Haojun, "Don't be nervous. Although we are going to a free zone, it is not full of bandits. It just has its own unique ecosystem. Don't mind your own business and don't get involved in unnecessary things." The dispute will be fine.”

With the hum of the engine, the aircraft gradually climbed above the clouds. The blue sky and dazzling white clouds formed a strong contrast. More solar radiation entered the cockpit, overwhelming the already weak engine cooling.

Both people in the back row took off their coats.

The direct sunlight made Tan Wenjing's skin look fairer, while the greenhouse effect of the cabin made her cheeks blush, adding to her charm.

Li Haojun admired her for a while. Tan Wenjing didn't say anything, but looked up at Li Haojun with a smile. Suddenly, Li Haojun felt that it was not good to give dog food to John, the single man driving in front, so he winked at Tan Wenjing and smiled at each other. The two of them looked at the scenery outside the window, but they were still holding hands below. Li Haojun felt that John should have noticed the atmosphere behind him, but he did not react and just concentrated on driving.

As you get closer to your destination, you lower your altitude and you can already see the bay through the clouds. After the great earthquake on the west coast of the United States, the original San Francisco area lost most of its land. Currently, only sporadic heights along the coast and floating cities built on the original building foundations remain.

With the reduction of land and population, it turned out that the city lost not only its former prosperity, but also the silicon-based era's implementation of the responsibility system for personal actions and consequences, eradicating the parasitic dependence on transfer payments for survival without creation, but also in behavior on the people who destroy the foundation of the mechanism for creating wealth. The pendulum of the extreme left seems to have swung to the extreme right. There is no welfare here, because there is no longer an economic basis of scale, and people can only learn to be self-reliant. It seems to have returned to the state when early European pioneers landed on the east coast of North America. However, the difference is that technology With the progress of the times, ordinary people have been basically excluded. They have no tickets at all. It is no longer possible to have the expectations of Great Expectations that they had a few centuries ago.

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John's flying car landed in San Mateo County, and the original mountains were still there. There is only a simple commercial scale outside the flying car landing site. The original Silicon Valley industry has developed to a stage that is divorced from the mass market and seems more like a power monopoly of large companies. The originally prosperous financial derivatives market was also regulated and restricted following the collapse of the global financial market.

Reaching the meeting point requires taking San Francisco public transportation, and only the single-cantilever light rail now travels over the water.

Tan Wenjing only carried a handbag, while Li Haojun put down his parachute and put on his backpack, which contained application medicine. John, on the other hand, is more fashionable. Although he always wears cowboy attire, this time he is fully equipped, including double shoulder silver antique craft revolvers, waistband bullet pouch, brass bullet case and metal silver bullet. This cowboy does not have a horse, but he releases a metal mechanical dog from the trunk of the car. The whole body is made of mirror-polished stainless steel without paint. He is carrying a storage bag, and the wooden butt of a long gun is exposed on one side.

After a while, the light rail train arrived. There were only three carriages and no one was driving. The color of the car body was still silver with orange decorative stripes on the top and bottom, but it was already rusty due to the corrosion of sea water.

Three people got on the bus, and there were only a few passengers, all of them elderly people, probably local residents. As the train leaves the top of the mountain, there is a vast ocean below. The original residential area is now submerged underwater. Some Aboriginal people are unwilling to leave, or live on boats to find an anchorage. Some heighten the original buildings so that some light houses can be supported above the sea.

You can see their lives when the train passes by. The only way to get to the light rail station is by boat, but there are few people getting on and off at each station. Most of them are elderly people who live here and are unwilling to leave or unable to leave. But there are also a small number of children who don't know where their future will go.

The train has a stop at Knowles Hill, and then the light rail below gradually looks more prosperous. You can see more young people coming and going, and simple business places. There were a lot more passengers on the bus, including young people with avant-garde clothing and middle-aged professionals in neat suits. Further ahead is the original Union Square area of San Francisco. Many of the skyscrapers of the past are still there, and a new prosperous city on the water has gradually formed with them as the core, but the scale is no longer the same as in the past. However, the once prosperous and exquisite life seems not to have left the place and the people there.

John, Tan Wenjing and three others got off at the Square Station.

"You go in front, and I'll take the back," John said.

"Okay," Tan Wenjing agreed and led the way. Li Haojun followed closely behind, turning back to John and smiling and nodding. He knew that John was protecting their safety.

Lightweight urban buildings no longer allow vehicles to travel, and sidewalks are extended according to the original buildings. This area is no longer a high-end financial and commercial area, but is mainly focused on entertainment. The virtual entertainment technology led by the brain-computer interface technology led by Zhimengshenyu meets the needs of some people with special hobbies. In that area In the virtual world, they can experience any feeling that is unavailable, unattainable, and even illegal in the real world.

Of course, in addition to the brain stimulation and enjoyment brought by new technology, the primitive desires that have existed for thousands of years also coexist, and Ex Machina has also joined. However, the color tone of the red light district in the past has evolved into space technology silver.

In contrast, the lives of ordinary people on the roadside are still the same, with street performances and instrumental music. There are also beggars.

After a while, Zhimengshenyu Technology Company arrived. Now it is a landmark building. Its strong strength supports the establishment of a small square in front of its company building. Surrounding the square are Rich Clothing, commercial equipment maintenance and consumables, McDonald's, Domino's, and Starbucks. Some simple food and beverage services such as the Shenyu Plaza store vaguely evoke memories of that prosperous era.

What caught Li Haojun's attention was an old woman selling flowers on the edge of the square. They were not bouquets, but flowers with native flowers, including longevity flowers, tulips, and rose cuttings. The old lady was very old and had a thin face. She was sitting on the edge of the square with her back on a hand-pulled trolley. It seemed that she had used a trolley to pull these flowers here from somewhere else. There were also beggars on this street, which was perfectly acceptable given her age, but she didn't.

Follow the steps into the lobby of Zhimengshenyu, and inform the front desk that the technician who discovered Xinnuo Memory has arrived. There were only three of them, but the other two were burly men in suits and ties, and seemed to be bodyguards. Everyone introduced each other. The technical service staff of Xinnuo Memory is Steven Park. He has a single eyelid and a small black beard. He has a stern face and is dressed casually. He wears a gray hooded collar and denim 5-point pants and sneakers.

Then the group followed the Zhimengshenyu management staff to the central control room and handed over the potion. Steven began to adjust the potion ratio and observe the brainwave response data of users who had been immersed for a long time. From the data monitoring, it can be seen that some people are in good harmony with the device, and some people are average. From the user emotional data, some are happy, some are sad, some are excited, and some are peaceful. What makes Li Haojun sigh is the same joy, anger, sorrow and joy. Some people just can't accept themselves in the real world.

After completing the set work content, the personnel from both parties left respectively. When passing through the lobby, I saw customers coming to the front desk for consultation from time to time. Most of them accept short-term services for temporary entertainment. Some people also receive psychological treatment with a doctor's prescription. There are also those who write university courses into their brains in immersion mode at their own expense. Is this considered cheating? The advancement of technology has given humans more options, and these options inevitably become double-edged swords, depending on personal choices.

It was already past noon when they left Zhimeng Shenyu Company. The three of them went directly to Meile and ordered pizza for lunch. Through the glass window, Li Haojun saw that the old lady selling flowers was still there, no one cared about her. This square is already a place with a lot of people, but they are all in a hurry. Without saying anything to the other two people, Li Haojun left alone, came to the flower seller, knelt down and asked the price. They are all priced at US$2, US$3, or US$5. I really don’t know what else to do with this money. Li Haojun accepted all the roses. He liked roses and chose two more tulip bulbs. The old lady patiently packed it in shopping bags picked up elsewhere and handed it to him.

Carrying the flowers she just bought back to the pizza shop, Tan Wenjing didn't say anything, just looked at Li Haojun and smiled. John lifted his cowboy hat and said with a smile,

"Good boy."

Li Haojun smiled shyly, put down the flowers, ordered a box of pizza and two drinks, and walked towards the old lady.

Through the glass window, John and Tan Wenjing looked at Li Haojun while eating. He shared the food with the old lady, pointing at different flowers and asking questions. The afternoon sun was slightly dim, refracted by the glass of high-rise buildings, and spread over this small square, suffusing it with the song of flowers.