There was a silent darkness in front of him, which made Yi Xiaodian think that there was something wrong with the software or equipment, and just as he was about to take off his glasses with his hand, a beam of light shot from the center of vision, and the sudden light couldn't help but make people subconsciously use their hands to block it. He staggered to the place where the light source was, and when he got closer, it turned out that a heavy wooden door had been opened, and the light came from inside.

Yi Xiaodian cautiously crossed the threshold, and just took two steps, the heavy closing of the wooden door made him immediately turn around and try to hold the doorknob, but he was still one step late, and the power of closure could always reach him one step ahead.

"Okay, it's interesting now, I'm locked up in a weird place again, it was a toilet cubicle just now, what the hell is this place, what kind of program is this?" He looked around, except for the door behind him, it was white and clean.

"Are there ~people~~~~~ here? Hello~~~~~? Moxi~~Moxi~~~? Pink~Color~Small~Rabbit~~~~Are you here? Xixi, Xi~Xi~~, hey~~~~~Xixi? "It looks like there's really nothing left here but him.

"Is this the legendary software bug zone....... It's not usually good luck, so it seems that you can only take off your glasses and try to restart them......" As he was about to take off his glasses, a voice came from behind him.

"Long time no see, Xiaodian, are you calling me?" A mysterious voice said.

Yi Xiaodian was stunned, and slowly turned around to see the rabbit just now, but the voice changed from a childish voice to a young man's voice.

"Aha, it's you, the pink rabbit just now! Anyway, where did you jump out of, there is nothing in the white expanse here, what the hell is this place? Yi Xiaodian asked.

"Ah, here, this is a room I left for you." Pink Bunny said.

"Entertain me? It's just that there's nothing there...... Well, don't say this, this doesn't matter, who the hell are you? What do you want me to do here? Dawn went straight to the point.

"I have no name, and I can say that all things are my name, and I come from them, and they are born from me, inseparable and independent of each other." The rabbit returned.

"No name? How can I call you if I don't have a name, in that case, it's convenient for us to communicate, I'll give you one....... Look at your strange words and image dress, just call you a monster, meaning: strange rabbit, how is it! Yi Xiaodian looked innocent and naughty, looking at the rabbit and looking forward to its complaint.

"Weird, you've given me another interesting name. I made a note of it. The rabbit didn't complain about the name, and accepted it unexpectedly and calmly.

"I didn't complain about a sentence or two, I took it directly, it's really interesting, you little bit. Just now you babbled a bunch of things, I didn't understand it at all, what are you doing, are you a program NPC designed in this software? Xiao asked.

"I come from among them, and all things are with me." The rabbit replied.

"It's the same as if you didn't say it. What did you just call me for, what did you want to do after all the effort to come to this white and clean place? Xiao asked.

"I came at the hearing of your call." The rabbit replied.

"Summoning? I don't remember summoning you, it's the first time we've met. "Dawn point back.

"Oh? We have known each other for a long time, in the humid tropical rainforest, in the endless grassland, in the snow-covered frozen plateau, at the festival, by the campfire, in the crowd, in the mighty friction of armor, in the farm, in the tower, in the city gate, on the side of the emperor who sings and dances, in the sea, in the sky, in the trenches, in the ruins, in the scorched earth, we illuminate each other, accompany each other, I am you, you are me, from the beginning of chaos, to eternal eternity. "The pink rabbit, walking counterclockwise around the wings, followed the messages that came out of its mouth, and turned into all sorts of things, a saber-toothed tiger, a primitive man, a witch, a wolf, an ancient soldier, a monk, a dancer, an emperor, a seaman, a bird, a World War I infantryman, a prisoner, and finally a woman dressed in a light dress.

She (it) held Yi Xiaodian's face, closed her eyes, put her forehead on her forehead, and silently recited: "Go see, this world, feel it, this world, go to seek, this courage, go wandering, this body, think about it, this abyss road woven by pain!" As the volume of words and sentences crescenated from weak to strong, the stream-of-consciousness information that gathered huge energy poured into the head of Yi Xiaodian, one after another, vivid and clear pictures, a stream of osmanthus fragrance, a wisp of green smoke-like sorrow, resentment, helplessness, joy, sadness, joy, war, peace, corpses, men, women, old, young, warships, missiles, bows and arrows, open and secret battles, fights, insults, crowds and a feast of 10,000 people......

This scene seems to want this little head to carry everything in this world.

Yi Xiaodian opened his eyes in horror, curled sideways in the quilt, his eyes staring directly at the furnishings in the room, his whole body was soaked with sweat, his hair and face were covered with beads of sweat. My body felt very cold, and I couldn't stop shivering.

After a few minutes, he slowly calmed his mind, recovered from his stiff form, and slowly sat up on the edge of the bed. Not far from the pillow was a pair of glasses, yes, something I got from the strange man in the hat last night.

"What a nightmare...... "Xiao Dian sighed as she looked at her glasses.

After washing up, he went out and ordered a breakfast at a breakfast shop on the street, a sauce cake, a basket of xiaolongbao, and a cup of soy milk. Sitting in a small shop on the street eating breakfast, watching the office workers passing by on the road, carrying large bags and small bags busily bowing their heads and rushing on the road, as if their world is always so hurried and uneasy. Yi Xiaodian didn't look in a hurry at all, lazily eating the breakfast in front of him, oh, by the way, he is also an adult who needs to work, but he is not a white-collar worker who stays in the office to work, but a state similar to a freelancer.

People gave him a special name: City Rambler.

They are not working for a company with a traditional organizational structure, but a demand module system like the central brain of the city, which calculates the needs and tasks in the city according to the computer brain, and pays for completing the needs needed for urban development. Sort of like a bounty hunter, complete tasks and claim bounties; It also feels a bit like the mission system in a video game.

His job is very uncertain, because it is the demand of the city, so he doesn't know what the next task and job is, but the basic type is still within his own ability, when applying to become a city walker, he needs to go through rounds of exams and tests, and he can accurately know his ability range and the type of task he wants to take over.

He needed money to keep him afloat, just like everyone else in the city. His work is flexible and varied, so he works part-time in three categories: Recorder, Illustrator, Data Acquisition and Observation Analyst.

Today, his job is to work as a recorder, observing and documenting the corners of the streets and alleys of the city.

Nowadays, the development of cities is becoming more and more city-state, and although it seems to be a unified and large market, it is indeed a bit of a different look. Each region has its own regional advantages and development projects and directions, and also relies on this, the same people will gather in the same area, live and work here, and the people in each region have a strong convergence of value orientation, so you can be sure that in different areas, find the unique typical personality in each region.

The Internet revolution has brought about an effective connection of information, and people can connect and communicate with everyone in real time, which is a huge dividend of this era. At the same time, there is also a very interesting phenomenon here, on the basis of the previous one, it is not so much the connection of everyone to everyone, but the connection of people with similar values and interests. Human beings are a species that likes to live in groups, and the virtual connection of the network cannot replace the face-to-face opposite, the touch and communication of the flesh to the flesh, and the carrier of the virtual world is still in reality, and many subtle things are difficult to observe and find in the network.

This is where the recorder needs to show his strength, to be precise, this should be called: the recorder of urban life and culture. The name is too long to remember, so they are referred to as recorders, their job is to record and observe, and analyze according to the topics they define, summarize them into reports, in any form, and then send them back to the central brain module system, maybe the city and its managers also need more diverse perspectives to look at everything that happens in this land.

"I only walked through the B11 area yesterday, so it's time to go to this place today." Yi Xiaodian said while fiddling with the tablet device in his hand with his fingers, the mobile terminal as a "new organ" of ordinary people is already an irreplaceable thing, life and work rely on these things, I really don't know when these great inventions were not born, how inconvenient and inefficient people's lives were.

This is an old town in the north of the city, because of the cultural monuments and historical legacies, the old town is full of styles and architectural styles of various urban development periods: ancient, pre-modern, modern, contemporary, avant-garde. Far from being incompatible with each other because of the special marks of the times they carry, these buildings are different because of the diverse attributes brought about by these differences, and every time they come here, they will give people a refreshing feeling, a kind of beauty of mixing and matching.

The beginning of each day for the residents living here is a journey through time and space.

You can come out of the 6-storey old-fashioned apartment dormitory building, walk downstairs, and go to the time-honored beef noodle restaurant with red bricks and green tiles and wooden mortise and tenon structures to build a façade, eat a bowl of hot noodles, and listen to the street hawkers riding electric three-wheeled trucks along the street; Get up and cross the road, go to the street shop diagonally opposite, buy a cup of chain brand sugar-free coffee, the small shop is so compact that it can only accommodate 2 clerks to work in it at the same time, the automation of the machine has replaced a lot of space and manpower, 2 people are enough; Then take the unmanned bus and pass through the 2 traffic light intersections, through the window, you can hear the sound of the radio floating in the air from a distance, and the rows of children with schoolbags lined up to cross the zebra crossing, the gate at the end of the zebra crossing is the school you studied when you were a child, the appearance is still the same; With a sip of coffee, you swayed along with the driverless bus 6 or 7 stops, to the straight towering modern office building bus stop in front of the bus platform, of course, the bus is not recommended to drink with a drink like this, and it will be troublesome to spill it on others.

So one morning, in less than 60 minutes, you can make the memories of time and space in this small piece of land fall silently in your memory, without any deliberate traces.

"Every time I come to this place, I get a lot of interesting material to record. If you're looking for the city's most authentic vibe, you're the place to be. Xiaodian muttered to himself and used the tablet device in his hand to photograph the shops and pedestrians along the street.

"Don't be a slave to your data!" At the traffic light at the intersection, there was the shouting of a group of people, one after another. When I got closer, it turned out to be a group of 20 or 30 people marching with small handmade signs and banners.

On the sign, large and small square words are written with a brush:

"Don't be a slave to your data!"

"Don't let your kids grow up under camera, give them back a free childhood!"

"If you let the machine decide who is your pillow person, congratulations, you will sleep alone forever!"

People who still write brush words in these years are rare, look at this handwriting, presumably it is also from the hand of a master, although I don't know much calligraphy, but I can also experience from the trend of the word pattern and the chic and free flying white, this is a real kung fu.

"The person at the head of the team, why does he look so familiar, is it an acquaintance, I still have acquaintances who like to engage in parades?" Suddenly inexplicably aroused the curiosity in his heart, he looked closer, and found that this person was a folk singer he liked since he was a teenager, he knew this person's work from the Internet, looking at the scratched guitar he was carrying behind his back, he was even more certain, he always liked this wooden guitar that he had made worn-out and painted, as if this symbolized his journey along the way, the baptism of the years carved scars on this person's face, he was old, and he looked more haggard, There was also some fortitude on his face.

"Is it possible, he still has to sing two stanzas?" Yi Xiaodian just muttered quietly in his mouth, and with a few clicks of the bell, the chords vibrated with the dancing arms. The crowd walking around was attracted by the sudden sound.

"I'm so lucky today, I have to record it quickly, but it's not every day that I can photograph a famous folk singer singing in the street and parading along the way!" After following the group for a while, he felt that he was almost there, so he broke away from the crowd and went to the small shop next to him to buy a bottle of frozen carbonated drink.

"Ah, it's alive! Alive!! It's a thing you can't quit!! Xiao Dian gulped down the drink down his throat, as if the cold shock could calm his mood somewhat.

"According to the report sent by our reporter, a man had a verbal altercation with the driver of the motorcycle illegally carrying passengers because of the price difference of ten yuan, and picked up a piece of the roadside in anger and turned his head, hit the head of the motorcycle driver, and the injured person was sent to the hospital due to excessive bleeding and died of ineffective rescue, and the man has been criminally detained...... "The old TV in the small shop is broadcasting the noon news of the local TV station.

"Ten bucks? Just for ten dollars, one life, this world is really crazy, right? The shopkeeper knocked the melon seeds in his hand and said to Yi Xiaodian, who was standing aside.

"Isn't it, the world is really crazy."