Ah, alas。。。。。。。。

Withdrawing his head from the old NIP (Neuron---Image---Projecter) and rubbing his damp face, Guo Zhouyi let out a soft sigh.

What is he sighing, sometimes he can't help but ask himself, although the question he has asked himself a thousand times will disappear in a short time.

"Yo, what's wrong?" Zhao Yanmeng's voice sounded.

"It's not the same as it used to be." Guo Zhouyi pursed his lips, turned his face sideways and saw that Zhao Yanmeng's face was less than half a meter away from his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Then it seems that I don't need to go around, it's better to have less such things as the Locust Party," Zhao Yanmeng simply turned over, turned sideways and began to talk to Guo Zhouyi, "Don't you want to say something?" ”

"How can you ask that?"

"Nothing, just think you should have something to say."

"It's the same old again, and there's not a glimmer of hope there." Guo Zhouyi closed his eyes with a somewhat gloomy expression.

"It's not the first time, you should get used to some things, for people who are not satisfied with the times, there are usually only three results in the end。。。。。"

"Let yourself be blind and deaf and live, become a revolutionary, or simply die, yes, you said it several times, but I just can't get rid of it." Guo Zhouyi waved his hand irritably.

"Actually, I have some of them, and so are you, Brother Tao." Zhao Yanmeng knocked the "upper bunk" that was just a little more than an arm's length away from his face with his fist.

"I'm more concerned about next week's paper, you two should hurry up, we don't have the equipment of a famous school, we don't have such a convenient memory inscription program, how about working hard once in a while?" Jiang Tao's voice came with a smile.

"Hey, hey, Elder Gaoyi, we're not that strong, and after graduation, we're either going to work as coolies or be unemployed, aren't we?"

Listening to the two friends teasing each other, Guo Zhouyi only felt bored for no reason.

It's 2092 A.D., and I don't know how long it has been since the rule of some chill at this time has been broken for thousands of years, and the high temperature in GZ is a little scary, and it's not the humid and stuffy heat of the coastal city, and the lack of moisture in the air is a bit maddening.

Guo Zhouyi is a member of what he calls a "hive" city, a college student, a student of a university that is doomed to elimination。。。。。。

"Don't think about it, it's time to schedule a workout, if you don't go, the manager should chirp crookedly," Jiang Tao jumped down, walked out first and waved at the remaining two, "Lao Sun's words, forget it." ”

Guo Zhouyi reluctantly got up.

Exercise has become a systematic, a mandatory indicator for "semi-transformational" universities without muscle stimulators, in order to prevent muscle atrophy in the human body, as for why。。。。。

Wooden tables and chairs? Sorry, that's a historical word.

Lecture theatre? Sorry, that's a historical word.

Many things have become historical words, Guo Zhouyi's university is in a period of transition, so it still retains some original things, such as the old laboratory building, the stadium for students to exercise compulsorily; The famous schools in the capital area have become towering spires.

In order to save space, save resources, and reduce human consumption, students huddle in container-like huts, and in the era of NIP classes, life, and people's listening, seeing, smelling, and touching are all turned into photoelectricity, and education has not escaped.

In a world guided by the distorted theory of "catch a mouse and count", the so-called tradition of prestigious schools has long been left behind, and the memory inscription program can make every student who can get in become a genius, and few people care about what quality and hard work are.

After the last war, the original world's number one power gave priority to popularizing the memory inscription program, and the world had to follow suit------- no one wanted to fall behind, or in other words, whoever started this thing could no longer stop.

The economy thoroughly decides a lot of things.

It's like a bee in a hive, but I don't know who is harvesting the honey, Guo Zhouyi walked into the exercise field, looked at the students who punched in and out, and hard-to-finish the indicators, and couldn't help but think about this question with a hint of banter.

After swiping the chip card on his neck and confirming that his number was recorded, Guo Zhouyi walked into the exercise ground "like an execution ground" and exercised in accordance with the prescribed procedures; He doesn't want to be lazy, the guards on the ceiling don't eat dry food.

After an hour of exercise, Guo Zhouyi looked at his companions who were about the same "bodybuilder" as himself, and his slightly chubby round face finally distorted.

"Go back and pack up your papers, or?" Zhao Yanmeng patted him.

"No, I'm going out for a walk." Guo Zhouyi shook his head.

"Hey, hey, although I don't care about grades, if you can't graduate on time, what awaits you is to be assigned to some places."

"Forget, why did we have the opportunity to get into college?" The corners of Guo Zhouyi's mouth raised in self-deprecating confusion.

Zhao Yanmeng was speechless for a moment, was silent for a while, scratched his head and left.

"Those children", Guo Zhouyi and many others are called as such, their parents died in the two wars, and the state funded them to support them with minimum standards until the end of college, in fact, Zhao Yanmeng and Jiang Tao are the same; Not only are offerings, but each child is sent to an adoptive family.

Not only did it ensure that they could have a home, but it also controlled the population, and many parents who were unable to have children because of the Population Suppression Act had no complaints, which is the face of it.

After the death of Guo Zhouyi's biological parents, he was also forcibly adopted, but within a few years, his stepfather and stepmother, who were kind to him, also died in World War II.

Guo Zhouyi sometimes feels that he has a feeling of being pasted on his face with mud and walking on the stool, sticky and stinky, but he can't get rid of it.

In fact, it is not impossible to get rid of it, in order to alleviate social pressure, with the permission of the government, a large number of online games have sprung up; As Jiang Tao said, "unplugging the pool" directs people's stress transformation into "dirty and dark sewers".

The new game is on sale, go and see it, Guo Zhouyi took a step, but there was no passion in his heart.

Experiencing the effects of skills, fiddling with equipment, forcibly grabbing, fighting with people, flirting with women, quitting the game, and so on, Guo Zhouyi felt a little tired, but it was just a flood area that could not vent his desires in reality.

Because of the strict AI law, all the NPCs in the game have been made into very limited loop AI, and the virtual world has also been added with a cover.

Guo Zhouyi and many other people who want to temporarily escape from the reality of a world find that the worlds they are looking forward to are just real copies of the original worlds one after another------------

Because at the end of the day, they're always playing with other people who have the same experience as them.

All the ugliness of the world has been completely reproduced, and the people who survive by changing the environment have achieved this perfectly.

There is no new world, no new reality, only a cake of hell that is divided into countless portions.

But what can I do, I will probably forget it tomorrow, Guo Zhouyi stood still and thought for a few minutes.

"Technology is often advancing faster than one might think, and at the end of the 21st century, virtual online games that existed only in fantasy novels a few decades ago were developed. In the state of highly developed material civilization and unable to keep up with spiritual civilization, more and more people devote their free time to a day in the game and an hour in the virtual world in reality, the virtual world is becoming more and more developed, and more and more games have been developed. And today, it is a day that many people are looking forward to when the online game will release a beta account. -------------------- floating screen in the sky broadcasts the following news advertisement.

This game.,It seems to have been advertised for a long time.,Limited release.,Hmm,Spend money to buy one? The cost is a convenience food that has been eaten for a long time like a mixture of snot and paste。。。。。。 Yanmeng bought one some time ago, hmm。。。。。。。。。。

Having forgotten his sorrows, Guo Zhouyi, who was a little excited, suddenly found that Zhao Yanmeng, who had just left, was also present, so he walked up and patted him。。。。。。。

Forgetting sorrow and thinking, Guo Zhouyi has forgotten a lot of things.

The screen floating in the sky still kept sending invisible signals into the air and to the people below.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the countdown to the plan begins." Above the moon, there was a round of applause.