On the streets of the city, people can be seen everywhere, driving flying machines. Someone flew out of thin air, someone jumped around the building and hurried.

The boy looked at the men with this envy in his eyes. These people are pseudo-abilities, and in order to become pseudo-abilities, you need not only to have the knowledge to be able to use and control this ability, but also to have currency points. Only with currency points can you create your own control device. It also requires a currency point to implant this control device into one's body through the processor and become a pseudo-anomalous.

Although the boy has a lot of knowledge, he doesn't have enough currency points to build and implant devices, so he is no different from ordinary people.

"Hey, little ghost, it's getting dark, are you wandering so aimlessly, are you homeless? There are still three hours left until the patrol time, do you want to go to the coolies with those men who are working for them? A big man in a patrol uniform said.

"No, no, I'm just about to rush home, I live in the dark zone." The boy said nervously. He didn't want to work as a coolie, a place that was basically cut off from knowledge, and he was completely reduced to a slave. I went, but I had to work for a certain period of time before I could be free.

"Get out of here, how can a civilian like you in the dark zone come to the main street." The patrol man rebuked unceremoniously.

The boy didn't say much, and walked briskly to the suburbs with the suitcase. He was an orphan with no background and did not dare to clash with the patrol.

………

As night falls, on the edge of the city, this place is called the Dark Zone, where civilians live.

The area is almost like a garbage dump, with dilapidated houses, ragged pedestrians, and a disgusting smell that outlines a slum that resembles a garbage dump.

The boy had only recently moved from this area to a factory on Main Street, but had not long since returned.

The boy grew up here since he was a child, and he is familiar with this place. He walked through the alleys that bent left and right, and soon he came to a three-cubic-meter iron bucket. This Tietong was his nest before leaving.

Standing in front of this nest again, the boy couldn't help but think: knowledge, knowledge is the capital of survival in this era. Without knowledge, you can only nest in this three-square-meter nest.

That's right, it's true, if you want to survive, you have to have currency points. There are only two ways to get this currency point.

One is to complete the task to obtain currency points, and the research task undoubtedly requires a large amount of knowledge to support. Expedition missions are more dangerous and require the most basic pseudo-abilities to support them.

The other is knowledge trading. This is the fastest way to get currency pips. However, this kind of trading requires knowledge that makes a breakthrough on top of the basics before it can be used for trading. Those basic knowledge, which can be obtained from large databases through computer terminals, are completely popular, and are not worth anything at all.

It is basically impossible to exchange manual labor for currency points. Because of the existence of pseudo-humans, labor is basically worthless.

The boy pushed open the lid of the bucket and was about to step in, but the next moment, he froze.

The sight was of a middle-aged man lying on top of a middle-aged woman.

"Damn, where did the wild boy come from, get out of the way." The man shouted.

The boy was stunned and ran away with the box. He knew that this nest, which was originally his own, was occupied by this middle-aged man and woman.

Now, the boy is truly homeless. With his powerless body, it was impossible to snatch that nest back.

The boy continued to walk further to the edge, where he had to find a place to live before the time for his patrol came, or he would most likely be captured and taken to work as a gratuitous drudger with the pseudo-humans.

Loss took over the boy's heart, and even though he had simulated the evolution of the universe a few hours earlier, he was still homeless and depressed.

Currency points, we still need currency points to solve the dilemma in front of us. As long as he has currency points, he can use the knowledge he has accumulated over the years to build control devices and become a pseudo-anomaly. So that he can live a better life.

Before he knew it, the boy had come to a sparsely populated alleyway, and at the end of the alleyway there was a small iron gate, which was closed.

At this time, the whole city was gradually enveloped in red light, and it was time for inspection. This red light will scan the person who is still outside at this time and check the ID card of the person who is outside. If you don't have an ID card, you will be recognized as a vagrant and will be caught by patrols to do coolies.

The boy was only 16 years old, had no guardian and did not have enough money to apply for an identity card.

Those who do not have a guardian can only apply for an ID card when they become adults, and those who have a guardian can apply for an ID card at birth, and they only need to update the guardian information regularly before they become adults.

The boy is now apparently a homeless man without an ID card. He had to find a place to live before the red light scanned here to escape.

The boy walked briskly to the end of the alleyway and tapped at the small iron door.

"Bang bang bang, bang."

"Anyone? Anyone? Can I stay with you for one night? I really need your help, or I'll be caught by the patrol......" The boy cried out anxiously.

"Bang"

The closed iron door was kicked open from the inside, and the iron door smashed in the boy's face. Two nosebleeds came out.

"It's noisy, what's the matter? Looking for death, dare to disturb the old lady, believe it or not, the old lady will kill you. A crisp girl's voice came from the door. At the same time, a flash of electric light flashed in the girl's hand, as if the next moment, the palm with the electric light would split down, electrocuting the person who disturbed her.

The boy looked at the girl in front of him, who was a few years older than him, about twenty years old. However, at this time, the girl was dressed very coolly, her face was delicate, her chest was beginning to take shape, her figure was concave and convex, and she had a unique charm of a woman in her youth.

The boy's nosebleed faster, and his eyes were staring straight at the girl.

"Hey, speak, look at what, believe it or not, the old lady electrocuted you." The girl raised her hand. The electric light in the hands is more abundant.

Pseudo-Adeptus, the thought came to the boy's mind. How can a pseudo-aderat live in the Dark Zone?

"Uh, I... I want to stay with you for one night, as long as I avoid the inspection, I will leave immediately, please help me. The boy pleaded.

"Help? What's in it for me? The girl said dismissively. There are also many people who have been arrested to do coolies, so why should she help an irrelevant person?

"I... I can help you further control the power so that it can be released over short distances. The boy thought for a moment.

The girl looked at the boy in front of her suspiciously, extremely depressed, not at all like the kind of person who has a lot of knowledge. "Why should I trust you? You don't even have an ability device. The girl said dismissively.

It would have helped her if the electricity could be released through the air, but she couldn't trust the boy.

"Please let me in first, okay? It's going to be scanned here in a minute, and I promise you, I'll be able to do it. The boy looked at the girl with a determined gaze.

The girl was slightly moved, which was a big improvement for her, and the boy was not a pseudo-ability, which meant that the boy basically had no room for resistance in front of her.

Let him in first, if you can help me improve, you will earn it, if you can't drive it away, there is nothing to lose. This is what the girl thinks now.

"Come in, if you can't do it, my mother will kill you." The girl said as she turned sideways and stepped out of the aisle.

The boy walked in briskly with the box in his hand. At this moment, half of his hanging heart fell, and he finally escaped.

The girl closed the iron door and led the boy inside. Out of the hallway, there is a small living room, simple but neat, and two small rooms.

"Can you tell us how to release power through the air?" The girl is holding hands next to the boy now.

The boy put the box down, wiped a handful of nosebleeds and said, "I have many ways to achieve it, it depends on whether you have the materials and equipment to support it." ”

The electric light in the girl's hand lit up and said angrily: "You get out of the old lady, if the old lady can use you?" "I want to shoot it down with my palm.

"Wait, wait, I have an easier way." The boy said hurriedly.

The girl stopped.