back to basics

In the bustling market, there is a din of people.The stall owners yelled hard, but they were not as eye-catching as the bearded young man by the pool in the corner who casually killed the fish.Looking at the crowds of people around, the group of young girls who followed the young man up and down with knives and shouted for joy, Zhu Zhuqiang shook his head.In this market, he is the second most handsome.But on weekdays, when the chopping board was chopping loudly, why didn't a girl look at him?Sister Zhen, who was in the beef business nearby, took a look at him: "I don't even look at the flesh on my face."

Even though the fish seller is disheveled and dressed in rags, the little girls in the back alleys and front streets are still rushing forward, dreaming of him: "After all, this bone is placed there."

Born with a good foundation, I can't be envious.He took out a cigarette from the apron and handed it to the secretly envious man: "Look at it."

Furthermore, there are Hedong lions at home.Isn't he afraid that his wife will punish him to kneel on the washboard when he comes home knowing that he envies the little brother who sells fish?Zhu Zhuqiang scoffed lightly: "AI is popular these days, where's the hard drive?"

Even the hard drive of the second-generation Kneeling Artifact mainframe has become an antique that sells feelings.What's more, before the popularization of electrical appliances, the washboard was only used by the ancestors?Sister Zhen sighed softly, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

From the emergence of submarine radar nuclear weapons in World War II to the prevalence of AI today, the living space of bottom-level humans has become increasingly cramped.Taking a casual glance at the well-dressed oligarch daughter who came here just because of her admiration, Miss Zhen sneered at the world. The insatiable bigwigs are tossing about.

"Who said it wasn't..."

The three wars that have been going on for more than ten years seem to have brought disaster to Xiaoqiang, and the great powers took advantage of the situation to intervene and fish in troubled waters.But in fact, it originated from the subprime mortgage crisis years ago.At the same time, artificial intelligence is becoming more mature and structured data is becoming more complete. Relatively respectable traditional industries such as translation, lawyers, and financial analysts are facing a wave of unemployment, not to mention highly repetitive assembly line work, which has been replaced by robots one after another.Naturally, triggering a new round of crisis.In order to survive, human beings fight each other and plunder resources.War is imminent, and it is inevitable after all.

"Whether that organization is behind the scenes is still unknown."

Sister Zhen lit a cigarette for herself, puffed out lightly and remained silent for a long time, keeping her secrets secret with a deep smile.Just like before the war, half-truths and half-false metaphors in those movies where the declining overlords promoted values.There is indeed a mysterious Brotherhood that has ruled the world since the eighteenth century.Seeing Zhu Qiang's interest, he relished the rumors that this mysterious organization intends to eliminate more than [-]% of the invalid population.In fact, nearly half of the population died under nuclear weapons in the Third World War. Sister Zhen's ridicule gradually deepened: "If I can survive, I have to be grateful to Dade."

The principality called Huipu where it is located, except for a few artificial intelligences used for daily operations, is not allowed to enter with mobile phones, computers and other equipment. Experience the life of a century ago when technology was not yet developed, and it has become a popular way of leisure and entertainment.

"It's ironic."

Not only is the cart putting the cart before the horse, but it's like a fish in a pond and a bird in a cage, involuntarily.Rouqiang sighed: "It's good to have something to eat."

After all, in this principality, food and clothing are safe.Compared with the small people in weak countries living in nuclear-contaminated areas and lingering on their last legs, they are really lucky.Sister Zhen lowered her head: "Yes."

Compared with the ants that pollute the air in the eyes of the rich and powerful, and those who are anxious because of the highly intelligent industrial system, they are afraid that one day they will lose their core competitiveness and be expelled from a powerful country that pursues natural selection and houses the capable. Civilians, it is true that the years are quiet and good.

"It's not bad to just eat and wait to die like this."

Take out a beer from the freezer and have a drink with the contented young man.Smiling that this city is really a city as its name suggests, when returning to simplicity and simplicity, I caught a glimpse of the entrance of the market from the corner of my eye. Wearing thin-rimmed glasses, taking off the helmet and striding towards the meteor, the smile gradually deepened: "Today, come here. The girls watching are lucky."

See you two at a time.Sure enough, when the ladies who don't know the sufferings of the world saw that the ultimate handsome man who was rumored to be hidden in the city had a younger brother whose appearance was not inferior to his, they beamed with joy.However, just like his elder brother who cherishes words like gold except for "hello" and "thank you", the handsome and gentle younger brother turns a blind eye to the beautiful girls around him.When the fish seller finally raised his head and looked at people with his eyes, the young man smiled lightly, as if the moon was in the sky.

"It's time, let's go home."

Today's shipment has already been delivered.The fresh fish sent by Brother Kang was also sold out early in the morning because of these little girls who came from afar.So greet the man to close the stall.The latter lowered his head: "Wait a moment."

Be organized and organize everything.When the two brothers left the market side by side, all the rich men followed suit, but they stopped abruptly because of the two burly men who broke out halfway.

"What are you doing?!"

How dare you stand in their way? !But the strong man like the iron tower turned a deaf ear.A young lady who was scolded by a rich woman, declared herself her family, intending to drive off the reckless man who doesn't know the current affairs, but she remained unmoved.

"Really..."

The two phases stagnated, and the scene was stalemate for a while, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.It wasn't until Sister Zhen, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, finally uttered a name lazily, broke the ice.

"Xiahouping."

The hero of World War Three, and now the head of the Principality of Huipu.Knowing that the other party has a high position and weight, and joined the Yaohui after the war, he is a presbyter who holds the highest secrets. One of the elders, the former aggressive daughter suddenly became timid, and the rest of the people also remained silent, and did not dare to make mistakes again.

"It's all gone."

In Huipu, General Xiahou is the one and only king.Thinking about the many rules, which seem absurd, but actually protect these displaced people, Sister Zhen's eyes deepened.

"Anyway, thank you for your visit."

When the daughters left in resentment, the man who was actually an agent turned his eyes to himself, and as if nothing had happened, he smiled obsequiously: "Thank you."

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that they restrained themselves and returned to their booth.Dang Zhuqiang was not without curiosity, and asked her why she went out to meddle in her own business?But when they laughed and said nothing, changed the topic, and chatted about homework, the pair of brothers had already returned to the back alley, walked through the mud, and pushed open the dilapidated small door.I thought it would be the same as before, cooking, coding for entertainment, and enjoying the peaceful time when I was sleeping peacefully and peacefully, but I didn’t expect the old man with Huafa to smile on the dilapidated sofa.Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, he asked lightly about the 90-year-old Burgundy red, would you like a glass?The fish seller frowned lightly: "What are you doing here?"