Chapter 215: Watt City (Asking for Tickets and Rewards)

Angela hates ugly things, but she can't overcome her curiosity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info She reached out and fished in the air, and something landed on the palm of her hand.

"What is this, soft, good Q bomb!" Angela discovers the New World, of course, to show off like Xintong.

Xintong looked at the things in her hand and didn't speak, Ti Ying was afraid that Angela would cry again and hurriedly replied:

"This is the main air pollutant on Earth, and it has the shape of a solid form of fog and dust particles. ā€

"But why is it soft, small, and transparent, like, like, like?"

Angela, of course, couldn't seem like it, because she knew too little. Ti Ying saw that Xintong was still in a fugue, and she was in a hurry, she couldn't handle Angela's eldest lady by herself!

"President" Ti Ying reminded him.

Xintong knew what she meant, but she didn't come to her senses for a while when she saw the earth's heartache. Xintong explained to Anjiala:

"What do you want to say, I don't know, the things in your hands are not what they used to be, they were not usually visible to the naked eye, but then as the pollution became more and more serious, they slowly grew in size. ā€

Angela blinked her big beautiful eyes and listened carefully,

Xintong continued: "Then people found a way to deal with it, so it became a soft and elastic granular. "As for what methods humans use, of course Xintong will not be stupid enough to say it, this Angela is a curious baby, human beings have fought against fog and dust for hundreds of years, if she explains to Angela one by one, it will be strange if she is not tired to death.

"If you like, grab a few more and play around. Xintong's proposal hit Angela's hand.

Angela pounced excitedly, and in a short time collected a handful of fog and dust particles. It's a pity that her package is also occupied by the Soul Stone, and she can't put it in the package, so she can only play with it in her hand.

Angela pouted, and Xintong knew that she was about to do her work again. Busy with her:

"We'll not be able to leave for a while, so we will clean up the packages as soon as we enter the city, so you can play with them forever. ā€

The good words stabilized Angela, and Xintong breathed a sigh of relief. She knows the hardships of raising children, and that's what she learns all day in Abula. But she has no children, no experience without practice, and no matter how much theoretical knowledge she has, it is not useful.

She was annoyed, very annoyed, not annoyed by Angela, but annoyed by this kind of need to explain anytime and anywhere, and hollowed out her mind to prove it. First of all, the duck cannot prove that it is itself, it must first prove that it is not a chicken, dog, cat, tiger or other creatures, and this process is tedious and long. Secondly, it has to prove that the other ducks are not itself, which is even more difficult.

Therefore, in the face of ignorant children, it is the most headache. The person who teaches the child will really be physically and mentally exhausted!

Xintong doesn't know how she grew up, she arrived in Abule at a young age, lost her parents, her grandfather was busy experimenting, and her brother ignored her. She's a weirdo and she doesn't like Abula's women's lessons. Yes, Aboula is well developed, and it makes sense to let women return to the family setting. For the development of the planet Abula, the more detailed the social division of labor, the better it will be for the future.

But Aboul ignores the individual needs of each person, why does a woman have to have children? Maybe she is better suited for other positions, why can't a man have children? Maybe that's what he likes.

In the final analysis, Abula, like the earth, human beings can never live according to their own ideas, and they have to compromise with reality and compromise.

But the women of Abula don't think like Xintong. There is a reason for this, because people like Xintong, who have no parents to teach and grow themselves, do not exist in Abula at all!

Abule's mothers teach their daughters to respect Abule's rules, and they are instilled from birth with the traditional virtues of caring for the family, respecting their loved ones, and honoring the elderly. Women just have to learn knitting female red, common sense of life, parenting knowledge, marrying a good husband and so on. Once a person accepts this setting, it is difficult to change it, and after all, Xintong has studied in Abula for ten years, and she has slowly understood this setting.

But her understanding does not mean that she will accept it! She is different after all, she likes Jin Shen not because he is the best candidate for her future husband, but because she really fell in love with him once.

Anyone who looks at people by conditions will really look down on them. Isn't it worth marrying a man who has no money and no social status? I think that Jia Youu was still a poor boy at the beginning, he also had both parents dead, and he and his sister depended on each other for their lives. They have built an empire of wealth on Earth long ago, and it is only in Abula that they have been able to occupy the first place in the list of the best husbands for so long.

Although Xintong hates Jayo, she has to admit that he is really powerful. He is a shadow of all of Abula's industrial investments, and many people in Abula work in his business. If he is given an award, it must be the best contribution award.

"Shin Shin, you see they can stick together, so cute. Angela's words interrupted Xintong's musings.

Xintong came back to her senses and looked at the sticky ball on Angela's hand, feeling extremely disgusting. She looked back and found that Ti Ying's face was not good-looking.

"Throw it away, this thing isn't fun. Ti Ying's reaction was faster than Xintong's.

Xintong thought to herself, Ti Ying lived on the earth after all, and in the face of something that threatened her life, she would definitely not be calmer than them.

Although human beings have controlled the fog and dust, it is only control, not a cure. These particles have lost their original shape, but they have not lost their own viruses and bacteria, and there is a very fatal side effect of human control measures - particle adhesion.

These particles of fog and dust floating in the air are baptized by muskets every day on Earth. But in the dust, they are just data, and of course there will be no muskets to attack them.

The musket is just a synonym for the flamethrower, and the fire is not the traditional fire we call it, but the fire with chemical reagents. The musket neutralizes the stickiness of the fog and dust particles, preventing them from sticking.

If there were no muskets, the fog and dust particles in the earth would have turned into a big mass like Angela's hand! Because of their light weight, they would slowly turn into a big balloon when they collide and stick in the air, flying into the air and merging with gray.

So the city they saw now was like this, they couldn't see the color of the sky, only large transparent spheres and endless gray. There are no clear days in Watt, only dark and cloudy days. Therefore, every house in Watt City is full of clocks inside and outside the house, just to remind people of the time, do not miss breakfast, lunch, do not miss work and study.