The decay of Canterlot is far beyond Lu Wen's imagination.

Jiang Xiaonian once passed on some information to him, that is, about the Central City, which recorded the suffering life of the people in the Central City, but Lu Wen did not read it carefully at that time.

Canterlot was too far away from him, and he was still loomed in the face of Zero's threat.

Now that he saw it with his own eyes and had an intuitive feeling, Lu Wen finally understood.

"No wonder so many people want to take down the Floating City."

That huge piece of land floated in the sky.

Very high place.

"Anyway, don't those guys in the sky have altitude sickness?"

It was like the abode of the gods in ancient mythology.

The surging clouds rolled beneath the Heavenly City, and through the vague clouds, you could vaguely feel the majesty of the oncoming city.

Huge shadows obscured the sky.

Thick steel like the hands of a clock, slowly turning beneath the circular land, holding the city up.

The strange patterns of intertwined metal seem to be the most perfect work in the hands of medieval mechanics.

At first glance, there is only shock.

The city is a symbol of eternity, as if it were a substitute for the sun and the moon.

Its massive shadow looms over the once-bustling Central City below.

"That floating city actually has a population of less than a million, and everyone is arrogant, as if if they can really soar to become gods if they live a little higher." Jiang Fatzi's tone was full of disdain.

As a computer genius, he only believes in technology, not ghosts, and even has little awe.

"Living in such a high place, it must be very cold in winter, and it is estimated that the electricity bill will be paid a lot." Another member of the team said.

"It's hard to say, I'm afraid they have to rely on a pressure cooker if they want to drink some boiling water, and if they live so high, can they pretend to be forced when they usually come down, is there any other use? Those guys find their own guilt. The other laughed.

"But there are still a lot of people who want to get permanent residency up there." Xia Chuluo said lightly.

She took the lead in the front, and the whole person changed drastically.

Half of his face turned metal.

The remaining half was also covered in loose hair.

The exposed part of the right arm is also metal, with a faint silver-white sheen.

"The sight of the fall of this city must be spectacular." Lu Wen sighed.

The sky contrasts sharply with the ground.

On the ground, the city, if one has to describe it, is a combination of Baker City and the slums.

Most of the cities are low-rise buildings with several storeys in close proximity.

The exterior of the building is mostly yellowed or pale pink wall paint.

The streets are relatively narrow.

Dark red steel pipes dot the streets and alleys of the city.

The red rust was washed away by the rain, leaving some dull red marks on the walls.

In the sky are wires pulled at random.

The glow of the setting sun shines in the city, making the city look shabby.

"The place where Luo Ruyan disappeared is a hotel, and if we walk in, it will take about two hours." Jiang Fatzi said.

"Let's take a ride, just to see the city." Xia Chuluo said.

They left their vehicles in the parking lot outside the city, and they had everything they needed with them, and they could bring a suitcase with each person.

"Duan Tiannan and Duan Hongye, those two guys have already arrived, I'll find a way to contact them." Jiang Fatzi pressed the mechanical device in his hand, and a projection screen popped up.

In addition to Lu Wen, he carries the most scientific and technological products.

A group of more than 10 people came to the bus stop.

Rust spreads on the platform.

Wandering musicians play soothing music on the side of the platform, and simple mechanical hands pluck the strings of acoustic guitars.

The clothes of the people who came and went had a shabby feeling, as if they were covered in the dust that had been raised, and they had not been washed before.

An old Beetle drove slowly, and most of the paint shell on the hood had fallen off, and the dark red iron shell had precipitated many traces of time.

Behind the Beetle was a dark red double-decker bus, equally tattered, with broken headlights.

"Get in the car."

Xia Chuluo beckoned everyone.

The sunlight on the streets faded away.

There are fewer dangers at night in this city than in Baker City, but more than in Mou.

A faint pink glow envelops the city in time, embellished with blue and purple.

The intertwined glow gives those rusty steel pipes a new look.

The old walls on both sides of the street are covered in graffiti.

Young people who like hip-hop dance gather in the streets at night, dreadlocks dance under the lights, and music full of heavy metal style resounds in the night sky of the city.

"Freedom, do you feel it?" Xia Chuluo asked suddenly.

"These young people don't seem to be under much pressure." Lu Wen also felt it, "Over there in Mowu City, all the young people are like walking corpses, repeating their numb life every day, they are burdened with car loans and mortgages at a young age, and they don't dare to waste time on these things. ”

The night in the city of Mou is quiet and empty.

Fog usually shrouded the night sky of the city, with only blue projection giants walking through the city.

But the city is different.

In the young people here, Lu Wen saw a rare vitality.

"In fact, they can't see hope, what car loans and housing loans are too far away from them." Xia Chuluo looked out the car window, "Most of them don't have formal jobs, they take two months off with their wages on the last month's work, this kind of life is normal here, and there is no so-called bride price garage when they get married, and the two young people are together when they see each other." ”

There is no right or wrong way to live this kind of life.

But Lu Wen saw a smile on the faces of those young people.

Life and death may not matter.

Many people here think that people have such a long life, whether it is 30 years or 100 years, they must live happily, and there is no need to be in the eyes of the unexpected world.

"But there are also many people who are preparing for an illusory goal every day." Xia Chuluo pointed to the city floating in the sky not far away.

"The moment the floating city was launched, it took away all the high-tech talents and rich people, and restricted the development of the city, turning the city into a huge mineral source, providing a steady stream of fuel every day to ensure its floating."

Like Baker City, the city has a myriad of minerals underground.

In fact, there are a lot of minerals in the ground of the nine major cities, as evidenced by the towering chimneys on the edge of the city of Mou.

"A lot of people want to take that city because they can't stand their pride, and the people in Central City down there really have a hard time." Xia Chuluo said.

The appearance of the city on the ground is somewhat deceptive.

Although people here don't see any hope of promotion, at least they are happy.

"You want to say ignorance?" Lu Wen asked.

"Hmm...... The less you know about the world, the easier it is to feel fulfilled and happy. Xia Chuluo pointed to the people outside the car window, "Many people here think that there are only Central City and Floating City in the world, and the education penetration rate is not even comparable to the 16th district of Mowu City. ”

Children in the 16th arrondissement, although they have a low level of education.

But they can learn that the world is not only poor, but also the rich outside the 16th arrondissement, and other cities outside Mou.

"The education that these people in Canterlot received from birth to death is mutilated, and it can even be said that this is a closed-minded city."

What can ruin a person is not only poverty, but also ignorance.

The people here are poor and ignorant.

So they are easily happy.

……

……

Mou City, 15th arrondissement.

Two hours have passed since receiving the envelope.

The names of the executive officers on the envelope were all summoned to the General Headquarters.

They all confessed to the crimes they had committed.

It is a relatively large crime, most of them are collecting money and letting go of criminals, and some have wrongly killed ordinary people, and in the end, they have no choice but to forcibly add the crime to the innocent deceased.

"This is the disadvantage of the current system of the Executive Directorate, the independence of each executive officer is too strong, although most of them also accept unified scheduling, but each case is taken by a private person, and the process of the case is mostly recorded by the executive officer who handles it." Lu Wen said.

On the first day of entering the Executive Board, he saw Li Jian's case on the big screen and thought of this drawback.

Xia Chuluo told him at the time that each executive officer was independent.

"What do you think the murderer's purpose in sending this letter here? Is it just to find out the rot inside our district? Feng Fugui took off his glasses and wiped them.

"No, he also wants us to publish this list on the Internet and make a sincere apology to all the people, just like the former District 10."

Eight o'clock in the evening.

An article was published on the official account of the Executive Directorate.

This article gives an overview of everything that has happened recently, and the list is attached at the end of the article.

As soon as this article was released, it sparked a great discussion.

"There is a bit of a one-sided trend of public opinion on the Internet now, and there are too many fans of the murderer, which is overwhelming and flooding the comment area."

Most of them condemned the incompetence of the Executive Directorate.

Others are 'very scary' or something, saying that there is such a serious corruption within the Executive Board, and how many unjust, false and wrongful convictions have been caused during this period?

A new round of discussion has once again begun about the causes of the fires in the two prisons.

Fans of the wandering poet have a great upper hand.

"Lu Wen, your social account is about to be compromised, and those people say that you slandered the murderer without evidence and are not worthy of being an executive officer." Wei Boan said.

"There are a lot of things in this world that don't need proof."

Lu Wen didn't want to defend himself.

At this point in time, it's useless to say anything.

Fans of those murderers have become fanatical, as if only the wandering poet in their minds is the only one in the world who is upright.

"These fans need to calm down, and it'll be fine after a while."