The night is dark, and only some taverns in the corner of the city in the middle of the desert are still open, and here is Fortress No. 27, there are currently more than 200 such fortresses in the territory, of different sizes, according to the local zombie flood and economic development. And there were only twenty of them in total. Murong Yuhua did not know until he became an adult that there were eight cities in the sky, and in addition to Ningxia, China, where he was born, the remaining seven were located in Missoula in the United States, Olisebang in India, Moscow in Russia, Shikoku Island in Japan, Arces in France, Heidelberg in South Africa, and Holrington in New Zealand.

Until now, Murong Yuhua still hadn't figured out who had founded these Sky Cities in the first place, and the characters used in the Sky Cities in different regions were also different. However, the situation on the ground is not similar in every country. Murong Yuhua has also explored the situation after the destruction of other countries' civilizations - India is a place of absolute disaster, Murong Yuhua is almost impossible to see the existence of survivors there, and their sky city looks more orderly, European countries are generally small because of the small area, survivors are more concentrated on some islands, Iceland is currently the fastest place to recover. In addition, Russia has benefited from the underground bunkers built by years of war, and there are quite a few survivors.

What makes Murong Yuhua feel strange is that except for the Sky City in Ningxia, the new generation of residents in other places is generally born two generations later than them, and so far their number of air cities has only continued to 7500, and the place where Murong Yuhua is located has been born to the fifth generation, and the largest number has reached 12500.

It is equivalent to saying that they are two full generations less than Ningxia, that is, four years of production.

Of course, the only thing that is certain is that although the languages spoken in the eight sky cities are not the same, they are definitely in a state of communication with each other, and even in many cases, the decisions made by Ningxia will affect the other seven.

The "fortress" can almost be said to be a product of Chinese characteristics, with the gradual stabilization of society, even if there have been riots, but in the end people can still come together for survival, and some fortresses even live a collective life according to demand.

Forts closer to Ningxia will be relatively freer, hunters will live a better life, and the rule of the AI police will be more consolidated, while some forts that are relatively far away from Ningxia will basically have their own way of life and be more unregulated.

This is actually quite interesting, in the end, the radiation area that Sky City can occupy and have an impact is limited after all. Murong Yuhua once felt desperate for this, but as he investigated this land deeply, hope gradually sprouted again.

He landed in front of an alley, where most of the lights were dimmed, except for a sign in front of a Japanese tavern on the corner. Outside the tavern, a man in a jacket was drunkenly slanted by the sign, the light shining on his pale face, stub beard, and metallic arms.

It's hard to find people in almost all forts who haven't been modified to use prosthetics at all, because it's so convenient, and people tend to be strong, especially males.

With limited resources, the only thing that can be supplied is the inferior spirits that can be blended. These drinks often make people lose their minds and sink into nothingness, but in such a world, sometimes people want to sink into nothingness for a short time, forgetting everything that is disappointing in the real world.

A small patrol plane flew in mid-air, and the "buzzing" sound faded away. Murong Yuhua pushed open the door with a skateboard, and the drunk man on the side looked at someone passing by, and stretched out his hand vaguely to try to hold his hand, "They deceived me...... They...... They are liars......"

Murong Yuhua felt a smell of wine coming to his face, he avoided it slightly, and then immediately disappeared behind the door.

Spike also reveals her figure when she enters the tavern, and behind the bar stands an Asian man in a gray bathrobe, with a long scar on the corner of his mouth that spreads behind his ear, looking like a hideous smile. The other party noticed Murong Yuhua, leaned forward slightly, and habitually took out the wine from the cabinet at hand, poured him a glass of whiskey first, and handed it to him.

Murong Yuhua sat down in front of the stage, while Xiao Sui'er walked to the tatami on the side and sat down obediently, waiting obediently with her lollipop in her mouth.

Murong Yuhua put the long strip-shaped box that Dahao had brought over before and put it in front of the man, "The tenth fortress brought it." ”

"Lao Zhang has gone so far?" The man took it with both hands, one of his hands was a mechanical arm, and the other hand had a tattoo on the wrist, which was "742".

"You should be familiar with this shipment."

"T1174, the batch I handled." The man said, opened the package, and inside was a silver-gray spine bone, "The color is good, the protection is very good, and it fits well with the previous owner." It can be seen that the surgery is performed by professionals, not amateurs on the ground. ”

Murong Yuhua looked at him, "As long as it can be used." ”

The brother of 742, 6286, the one of the few who looks like a real brother and sister. He has a name, he used to be a person who came from the ground and went to Sky City, and now that he is back on the ground, he naturally reverts to his former name, Lin Si.

It's a pity that his sister should only keep her own numbers.

Lin Si accepted the object handed over by Murong Yuhua, looked at him and drank the wine and was ready to leave, and sighed, "Be careful on the road." ”

"The place has to be guarded by you. I will come again. ”

Then he put on his cloak again, took Spike's hand and disappeared outside the tavern.

In the starry canopy, no one noticed that a figure slowly rose into the air, above the dome, through the clouds, and gradually could see the huge air empire. Murong Yuhua skillfully manipulated the flying machine and slowly moved upward, and the moment he passed through the clouds, his body gradually disappeared. He wore an optical stealth cloak and gradually approached the bottom of the sky city.

The structure of the entire Sky City was already familiar to Murong Yuhua, although the defense system had been constantly upgraded over the years, as long as the overall structure had not changed, he would always be able to find a place to infiltrate.

Going all the way up the dark ventilation duct and arriving at the platform, Murong Yuhua closed the skateboard in his hand, he wore gloves and waved his gesture in front of the dark passage he had built in advance, the light band on the bone joints flickered, the secret door in front of him moved to the left, and Murong Yuhua flashed in.

At this point in time, the entire city in the sky was almost asleep.

Today, 2068, the year of Wuzi, June 5, the sixth day of the fifth lunar month, mangs. Over time, the first generation of newborns in Sky City has turned forty. There were 2,500 newborns in each generation, 1,250 for each sex, but the first three generations of Sky City were now less than 3,000 because they had gone to the ground.

Even if the children born in Sky City are healthy and strong, there are still inevitable accidents, although there is a Suzaku system to monitor people's mentality changes at any time, and everyone uses IQ ability as a watershed to provide them with the most perfect state of life, but this is not 100% organized crime.

There is chaos on the ground, and the city in the sky also has the problems of the city in the sky, in this hive-like city, everyone lives extremely lonely, and those who go to the ground are often elites above level B, they are smart enough, and because they are smart, after seeing the life mode of another world, they will still be touched.

Murong Yuhua pushed open the manhole cover and crawled out of the sewer, red light flashed on his gloves, and he hurriedly put on his cloak and hid in the alleyway on the side, and a group of patrol robots walked past him.

Spike followed him from beginning to end. Murong Yuhua had already considered this when she was making her body, and during the assembly process, the optical invisibility device was attached to her outer skin, so that she could do everything she wanted without any external equipment.

Although I couldn't see her people, I could hear her voice, "Uncle, there are still seven hours before sunrise, shall we go back first?" ”

Murong Yuhua glanced at the AI soldiers patrolling back and forth, "You go back first, I'll go find a friend." ”

"Yes...... Recently under martial law. Xiao Sui'er's little head was suspended in mid-air by contact, and her expression was worried, "Since the last power outage, the Suzaku system has stepped up scanning and searching, and if it is discovered, it ......"

Murong Yuhua just rubbed her head and left a sentence, "I'll go see her." Then he put on his cloak again and disappeared into the night.

All these years of life in Sky City are more difficult for Murong Yuhua to understand than the world of data. Everything here is almost the opposite of the old civilization, they are named by numbers, there is no family, and everyone lives alone at the age when they should be starting a family. People are addicted to the narcotics created by the Suzaku system, and everyone here is really nothing more than drug-addicted selfishness and fools.

The top class A engineers enjoy a single entertainment, their minds become more and more rigid as they age, and the robots and AI systems they design eventually become the "jailers" who monitor themselves. Murong Yuhua felt that this was the most ridiculous point, these people were competing to add various high-tech equipment to these robots, so that they were more intelligent and rational than humans, and they could perform all tasks more properly, so they were very confident that they were in the position of leaders, and firmly believed that all robots and the Suzaku system were just tools to serve themselves.

But in fact, from the moment the Suzaku system was born, it was just to limit the minds of everyone here, who accepted a single brainwashing and only recognized the reality of the data world. After the riot on the ground, the people who could actually return to Sky Castle were abandoned on the ground by the Suzaku system at the moment when they were about to use the flying machine.