Fist of Imagination

Jiang Shanjiao pedaled hard on the "Self-Powered Thunderbolt". His sweat-soaked sweatpants outlined the firm muscles on his thighs. His chest rose and fell, and his steady breathing became a little scattered.

Today's home power generation has come to an end. His physical strength is close to the bottom. It seems that someone has sprinkled a handful of iron sand in his flexible joints, and he can hear the sound of rusty muscles rubbing against each other.

But Jiang Shanjiao still did not stop pedaling. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, speeding up in the surprised eyes of tens of thousands of viewers behind the telescreen.

Puzzled comments popped up on the telescreen.

"Are you crazy..."

"It's been 12 hours already, and you need to generate electricity for more than 4 hours every day. Why do you have to do this?"

"There's still so much power left in the account. How can you be crazier than those poor people who have no food to eat?"

"If you work so hard every day, if your joints and Achilles tendons have serious problems, you'll have to get out of Geju in advance."

"The Geyu Management Center actually asked us to learn from this lunatic. Who else would learn except those stupid artificial people?"

There were more and more comments on the screen, like moss and mold after rain, and soon they covered the entire screen.

Some viewers saw that Jiang Shanjiao kept his head down and didn't look at the screen. They didn't hesitate to consume the power in their accounts and used the automatically played voice comments to let him hear the voices of doubt and ridicule.

Jiang Shanjiao turned a deaf ear to it. The final sprint put him into a wonderful state. Under the interaction of multiple hormones such as endorphins, the unbearable pain all over his body had disappeared. He was like running into a tropical ocean, surrounded by warm sea water, and every muscle was stretching and smiling.

The real world and the tired body have been left behind, and only the strong heartbeat is like a drumbeat.

If there is a soul, Jiang Shanjiao feels that his soul has run out of his body and is running towards a bright destination.

Is that the future?

What will the future be like...

Jiang Shanjiao thought, and the memories of the past and the vision of the present flowed in his consciousness, trying to weave a picture of the future he expected.

The shadows of some people and things gathered and accumulated in Jiang Shanjiao's consciousness, forming pieces of incomplete puzzles, but they could never form a complete picture.

Even in this wonderful runner's climax, the picture of the future did not emerge.

Jiang Shanjiao suppressed the urge to sigh and gradually slowed down the speed of pedaling.

There are too many missing puzzles... especially the most beautiful one.

She lives in another grid area. According to the regulations of the grid area management center, he will never be able to meet her in the real world.

For him, the name Chi Xuexi can only be an image and sound on the screen from beginning to end.

Love is not included in the necessities provided by the Geyu Management Center for citizens.

Only the survivors of the old generation are still longing for non-necessities.

The new generation created by in vitro fertilization technology is increasing. Compared with the citizens born by natural childbirth of the old generation, they are more adaptable to mood stabilizers. As long as they insist on taking the medicine, they will not have unnecessary desires for non-necessities, will not make emotional speeches through the screen, and will not become medicine jars and lunatics.

Jiang Shanjiao randomly revisited the live broadcast rooms of hundreds of viewers and found that after learning his work and life model, the power generation was basically significantly improved by those of the new generation, while the survivors of the old generation often regarded him as a laughing stock.

Although the dosage and frequency of the drugs used by those old generation viewers were higher than his, these viewers still thought he was a lunatic. After learning that he was also a survivor of the old generation, they felt that he was unreasonable.

Maybe the new generation is what the Geyu Management Center needs.

When the new generation occupies the majority, maybe the survivors of the old generation will also become non-necessities.

My live broadcast room is still in the recommended catalog of the Geyu Management Center, which shows that I am still an excellent necessity.

The new generation is progressing very fast, and I must manage myself more strictly.

Today's thinking and sighing are also unnecessary. In the future, we should gradually reduce them, internalize the results of thinking, and erase unnecessary sighing.

The metal flywheel of Zili Leidian stopped, and the number on the display finally stopped at "107.25".

Jiang Shanjiao lifted his legs and walked down the power generation equipment. Just as he was about to get a towel to wipe his sweat, a large number of red, yellow and green vertical bars suddenly appeared on the screen in front of him. The original live broadcast room screen was covered by the three-color vertical bars, and a line of golden words slowly flashed in the middle of the screen:

"Geyu Citizen Life Guidance System-Beta Version (1.0), Honored Product of Geyu Management Center."

The moment he saw the screen change, Jiang Shanjiao lost control of his body. A small screen appeared in his mind, playing his every move at the moment.

He walked into the washing area as usual, took off his clothes and turned on the shower system. His every move was the same as usual, and even the order of scrubbing different parts of his body was exactly the same.

Liang De and Sun Xunqiao's martial arts spirits attached themselves to Jiang Shanjiao, each busy with their own things.

Liang De used the golden snake to wrap his hand around Jiang Shanjiao's body, and used his innate divine power to influence the photoreceptor cells on his retina, allowing him to see a reality picture with an extra layer.

In the real reality, Jiang Shanjiao's screen operated normally, and tens of thousands of viewers did not find anything abnormal. The three-color vertical bars and the large characters of the life guidance system only existed in Jiang Shanjiao's vision.

"Brother, have you finished writing your opening remarks? There is no need to spend too much effort, just say a few words casually.

You have watched so many live broadcasts of Geju. There is only one management organization for the telescreen. No organization or individual in the industry can control the telescreen. It is impossible for him to doubt the information released by the Geju Management Center on the telescreen. "

"Junior brother, do you know why you can't become the Wanhua Yuanshen? It's because you lack the spirit of craftsmanship.

Look at the user interface of the life guidance system you made. It’s as ugly as the course selection system of some universities. Don’t you think it’s ugly? "

Liang Deyuan Shen spread his hands and said: "You watched me make this thing temporarily. I have never studied art, what else do you want."

"There are so many ready-made interfaces on Konghai Internet. If you can't make one, wouldn't you just copy it?" Sun Xunqiao blurted out.

"Fuck, is this your craftsmanship, senior brother?"

"Ahem... Let's not talk about the user interface. Why is my image so blurry that it looks like a pixelated figure, and I can't even see my face clearly? You are obviously cutting corners."

"His brain load is only about three times higher than that of ordinary Blue Star people, and this is still a state of taking drugs.

Just receiving some of the soul messages from you and me has taken up more than 70% of his running memory. If we pursue high image quality, I'm afraid he'll get a headshot on the spot. "

"Okay, give me an appearance animation, I'm going to make a grand debut."

…

Jiang Shanjiao couldn't help but return to the telescreen. He saw many colored squares sprinkled on top of the screen. A pixelated man with a yellow face and black body walked to the middle of the screen and made a look that looked extremely stupid.

"Hello Mr. Jiang, in view of your long-term excellent performance, the Geyu Management Center has designated you as the first trial user of the life guidance system. I am your exclusive consultant. My surname is Sun. I will guide your life next.

This system uses the latest brainwave communication technology. All communication can be completed through brainwaves. If you have any questions, please speak in your head.

Mr. Jiang, let me borrow a little time from you to look at today’s daily tasks first. "

The text on the telescreen changed. After seeing those new lines of text, Jiang Shanjiao's soul was violently shaken. If he hadn't lost control of his body, he might have been running and hitting the wall like those medicine jars that are close to crazy, trying to escape. Get out of this room.

Why, why does the Geyu Management Center know my deepest secrets!

"Mission goal: strike up a conversation with Chi Xuexi and chat for more than 10 minutes."

"Mission time limit: 24 hours."

"Task reward: 5000 kWh of electricity."

"Punishment for failure: The Geyu Management Center will push a message to all citizens, making your secret love for Chi Xuexi public."

After Liang De finished typing the subtitles, he said to Sun Xunqiao with some confusion:

"Brother, what kind of punishment is this? Let's change it to killing him and scaring him."

Sun Xunqiao looked confident and said:

"You don't understand, some people would rather be obliterated than let others know who they have a crush on.

Just wait and see, he will definitely be obedient after reading it and do whatever you ask him to do. "

Jiang Shanjiao's consciousness fell silent for a while, and his restless soul gradually stabilized. After a few minutes, he calmly said in his mind:

"Consultant Sun, I would like to apply to redeem a set of euthanasia medical kits."

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