Fan Lin hid outside the door and heard everything clearly.

Um--

It seems that the worry is unnecessary.

These two people... are both top-notch...

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Daidai's sad little story (leave request)

As the title says, Daidai just got home. Today I went to Zhengzhou to see an old Chinese doctor for physical therapy. He treated me with acupuncture and moxibustion, and was busy for most of the day.

As for...why do you need physical therapy? Mei is here. Do you have time to think about Mei?

This is a sad story.

I caught a cold a few days ago and went to the pharmacy to buy cold medicine. It turned out that there was an old Chinese doctor on duty there.

Daidai always felt that he couldn't sleep well at night, so he thought of asking an old Chinese doctor to take a good look at what was going on.

As a result, after taking the pulse and asking about the condition, the old Chinese doctor said: "You have liver and spleen stagnation, heart and kidney deficiency, and a tendency to feel dizzy. In the words of you young people, this is depression."

Daidai was completely stunned: "I have a good attitude and am very optimistic. I don't have any suicidal thoughts, so how could I be depressed?"

The old Chinese doctor said simply: "This is your physical condition, depression."

Daidai said no, and the old Chinese doctor said you do have it.

Finally, I prescribed Xiaoyao Pills and Yangshen Buxue Granules (recommended by a book friend, and combined with Xiangsha Liujunzi Pills).

It’s true, after drinking it for a few days, my cold was gone and I felt much better. But as I continued drinking, a new problem arose... diarrhea.

After stopping the medication for a few days, the diarrhea went away, but I started to feel sleepy and listless again.

After taking the medicine for a few more days, I had severe diarrhea.

Directly fell into an infinite loop.

Bull devil's!

There is really no other way, so I asked a friend to find an old Chinese doctor in Zhengzhou. I went for physical therapy today, but I don’t feel anything special at the moment, and I don’t know if it helps.

Anyway... a lot of Chinese medicine was prescribed.

I really regretted walking into the pharmacy that day.

Therefore, I advise everyone not to take medicine indiscriminately. At the very least, you should consult a few more doctors and confirm your symptoms before taking medicine, otherwise you may cause any problems.

Daidai’s sad little story is over, woohoo, I will update as usual tomorrow.

Chapter 134: This is the Taste (6,000 words, two chapters combined)

Leaving the little loli and the big-breasted cat girl making a fuss at home.

Fan Lin had been wandering around the slums for a while.

The clues we found during the investigation are not countless, but at least they are worthless.

The class system in Yeming City is strict, and those who can live in the slums are not even considered the scraps of society.

Even the town’s official promotional posters clearly state the word “garbage.”

People coming and going on the street seemed to have long been numb to such insults and had no reaction at all.

They wore heavy helmets and were busy as a pack of zombies.

Even if they can only do the most dangerous work, they have to fight desperately for the job.

no way.

In the real world, not working means you'll just starve.

However, these lower-class residents of Yeming City are burdened with heavy sentences and also incur corresponding "interest" every month.

The more time you owe in prison, the more interest you’ll owe.

When the sentence exceeds 60 million, they will be captured by patrol robots.

Or they are sent to the hospital, where their organs are dissected and used as research specimens.

Or it can be sent to power plants to become fuel for generating electricity, contributing its final value to the town.

People in the slums have already tried their best just to survive.

There is a faint sweetness in the fresh air.

Unfortunately, they are not qualified to smell it and can only breathe in foul and smelly air.

Fan Lin also tried to communicate with passers-by, but with little effect.

The reason is also very simple.

He was not wearing a "breathing device" and could not be apprehended by patrol robots.

In the eyes of passers-by, he is a superior "middle citizen".

Fan Lin obtained information from the lower-class citizens.

It's basically like a high-caste person in some magical country suddenly grabs an "untouchable" and asks about his living conditions.

It's so scary that you can't expect to hear any useful answers.

The mission of investigating intelligence was doomed to failure from the very beginning.

Fan Lin also thought about leaving the slums and going to the real city to see what the situation was like.

However, at the intersection leading to the city, there are checkpoints guarded by robots.

When leaving the slums, you must check your dashboard to confirm that your sentence is less than 10 million and you are a middle-class citizen or higher before you are allowed to pass.

That meticulous process perfectly implemented the survival rules of Yeming City.

“Never let any poor person go.”

“We will never randomly arrest any rich person.”

What kind of garbage is this from the slums? They want to pollute the place where gentlemen live?

As long as we catch the "lower-class citizens" coming to the checkpoint for inspection without any self-awareness.

The robot will take it down directly, pack it up layer by layer, and transport it to a power plant or hospital.

Fan Lin personally witnessed a hapless man who was about to be forcibly executed for having served an excessive sentence, but he tried to take advantage of the situation and...

There's no after that.

All I can say is, don’t be born in Yeming City in your next life.

Therefore, the plan to leave the slums was stillborn.

After all, the black card can only block the scanning of patrol robots, but it cannot change the sentence points.

Going to the checkpoint for inspection is tantamount to walking into a trap.

It is not realistic to force your way through because there are too many patrol robots.

Moreover, they are not flesh and blood, so even if they are killed, Xueming will not be able to absorb their vitality.

There is no way to fight your way out like you did in the "Plague City".

Faced with this situation, even the experienced Fan Lin felt a sense of powerlessness, as if his fist was hitting cotton.

He leaned against the wall, somewhat lost in thought.

The most effective way to deal with weirdness is to first understand their "rules".

But now, Fan Lin has no idea about it.

There is not even a channel to investigate.

Yeming City seems to be harmonious, unlike the previous three copies, which are full of blood and killing.

However, it is this overwhelming oppression that makes people feel even more desperate.

As he thought about it, Fan Lin felt a little discouraged, and felt decadent and exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Um--?"

"That's wrong. Why would I have such an idea?"

Suddenly woke up from the strange state.

He touched his ears and heard the abyss trembling slightly, which was a hint he had given him long ago.

Just now, he was almost contaminated by the weirdness?

Fan Lin frowned in surprise, not quite sure what caused the strange pollution.

He was just in a daze.

Didn't touch anything or anyone.

Could it be that the black card in the dashboard is causing trouble?

Fan Lin looked at his wrist suspiciously, thought about it, and felt that it was not right.

After all, Vanilla also carries a black card.

If there were any risks, she would have become a half-dead weird follower long ago. How could she still be as happy as a fool?

Since it’s not a problem with the black card, what could be the cause of the strange pollution?

Fan Lin squatted down and looked at the idlers lying on the ground across the street, and suddenly realized something.

"The reason for this strange pollution... could it be work?"

Finally finding the direction, he began to walk along the street, observing carefully.

It turned out to be just as I expected.

Whether it is a commercial vendor or someone rushing to work.

Although they looked numb and had a strong "class" vibe, at least they all looked like human beings.

On the contrary, the beggars, vagrants, and street urchins who were lying on the ground, eating and waiting to die, all looked half-dead, with skin and bones and dull eyes, as if their souls had been sucked out.

Concentrate your mind and activate "Tingyuan" to detect.

There is an extremely tiny strange power gathering in these people, which is very difficult to detect unless you observe it for a long time.

"I see."

A brilliant arc appeared at the corner of Fan Lin's mouth.

He seemed to understand a little bit, what kind of energy was responsible for the growth of this strange thing.

"Depression", "depression", "degeneration".

The weirdness lies in the way of "class solidification", which makes people lose hope in life and turn them into walking corpses.

Those who are still struggling provide "suppression" for it.

Those who have given up provide it with "depression" and "depravity".

Whether dead or alive, they are all nutrients for weird growth.

Today's Yeming City is completely a large food factory.

False peace makes humans flee without knowing where to go.

The absurd system makes human beings numb.

It can silently control everything and feast on the food.

Compared with the BOSSes in the first three copies, this method is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

The output of "food" has been built into a perfect assembly line, which is fully capable of achieving sustainable self-circulation.

Wonderful.

Easily squeeze out all the value from everyone.

Could this be a weird thing that has read "Das Kapital"?

Learn from the barbarians and develop skills to control the barbarians.

It has truly learned all of humanity's dirty tricks.

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