In the city of Ashlon at night, the flames have been extinguished in many places, and some residents even boldly poke their heads out of their windows, wondering if the war is over. Their lives have to go on, the food they have hoarded at home has become less and less, and this lockdown has lasted almost half a month, even if they are old people, there should always be a truce in their memory.

Indeed, the feud between the Federation and the Black Tower is over. Whether it is the government officials who are being supported, or the operation of the intelligent system is restored, there are people in charge, but they will avoid the small area in Ashlon, the ordinary residential area, which is itself unremarkable.

It's just that with a group of outsiders coming in, it has become the center of the whole battle.

A whole day has passed since they came here. The soldiers outside were asleep from exhaustion and hunger, and the illusion of the white coat could show them abundant food, but it could not really fill their stomachs.

But that sad and compassionate scene has always lingered in Sun Wuru's mind and cannot be forgotten for a long time.

If you want to kill, you will kill, it's not that the white coat can't kill them, but in this way, it is even more cruel.

He was lying to them, to the soldiers he had brought with him. Some of them have been with him for several years, and those veterans who have followed him for more than ten years, except for the secretary, have all been buried in the Federation and turned to ashes.

"What is there to be surprised that war is like that." The white coat sat in the research room for the lookout, looking out the window. He has no habit of smoking, and his teeth are as white as his clothes, but now his mouth is always biting unconsciously, as if chewing something: "It's not that war must be cruel and inhumane, but at such times, anything can happen, and this is called war." They stimulate people's desires, the desire to survive, the desire to die, the brave, the timid, the unbearable. Once I opened my eyes, I followed the flow of people into the sea, and no one could struggle, including you and me. If someone could really be in charge of the overall situation, nothing like this would happen, do you think this is the plot?"

Sun sat across from him in ruthless silence, also looking at the sparsely lit city of Ashlon. None of the forces on one side made a move, which made Sun Wuru puzzled.

I can't see through the current situation, and I can't see through my future. This made him begin to envy Mingyue's gift of safety.

"Do you know how 'Nameless' came about?" The white coat opened a topic for no reason. His lips were chapped and skinny, as white as his original coat.

Sun shook his head ruthlessly, then listened to the white coat and told his own story.

Looking at the originally bustling city in front of him, even the white coat himself felt that he was dreaming.

His life was still stuck in a small fishing village off the east coast of the Federation twenty years ago.

At that time, the Federation had not yet vigorously developed controllable artificial intelligence technology, and was still tirelessly exploring the dream of unlimited energy.

At that time, Zhang Yitong and Sun Chuanting were not yet adults, but the white coat was already twenty years old.

The days of twenty years old are the days of doubting the world. During that time, the world economy collapsed, and the endless capitalist market economy dominated by exploitation gradually came to an end. Government-credited virtual currencies have flattened most bubbles, exchange rates are collapsing, and it takes a lot of political power to abandon the false boom caused by inflation.

So it was the East Asian countries that started all this. As long as whoever gets the results of the research on unlimited energy first will be the first to get rid of the constraints of economic globalization.

They don't need to look at other people's eyes anymore.

During that time, the federal government frantically invested resources in military and energy research, just like the social scene that Sun Wuru once showed with his classmates in the game of Lost Oasis, chaotic and unordered.

The white coat lost his job, and many people lost their jobs. Doctors have long been one of the most glorious professions in the Federation, but in times of financial crisis, there were no more people to see patients. His white lab coat hung in the room, already dusty.

With fewer and fewer jobs all over the world, machines and doctors beginning to take their place, and for that generation of young people, data centers were the only way out. He was very good, and he was recommended to study in the data center, but he felt that only being a doctor was the only way to achieve his goals in life, and this was the Federation, a country with dreams.

This made the white coat a little depressed, and he began to blame the society and the abandonment of the times. But the only thing he can do in obscurity is to play online games at home.

But he didn't know when, maybe one night, he heard a voice from the darkness. Although he later knew that it was the future Zhongli Wang who was speaking to him, at that time, he thought he had heard God's will.

He remembered the location, packed his bags, and left the town where he had lived for many years.

It's ordinary, there are no legendary stories, no bizarre beginnings, a young man, like many other young people, in the eyes of others, he just travels.

Of course, in his own eyes.

It's unremarkable, and now that the white coat recalls it, it feels like a dream.

If it's not a dream, it's a guide of fate.

It was in a backward fishing village on the east coast of the Federation that White Coat met the young Zhongli Wang.

He looked at the huge merchant ships that kept coming and going in the harbor, and was surprised by the occasional flash of a fisherman driving a fishing boat on the sea.

What age is this, and there is still a place like this.

The infrastructure here is very backward, and it takes a few kilometers to find a supermarket. There are few cars on the streets, most of the people are playing games in their own homes, and only some parents who are still working hard to educate their children. At that time, computers had not yet fully replaced basic education. It is still the dream of all parents to be able to send their children to the capital city of Carmel for further study. The prosperity of the capital is not something that they can imagine as a small fishing village.

But there were people who wanted to come out of that place.

There is a very old lighthouse on the sea side. The port and satellite navigation have long since replaced its use, and the government has stopped employing tower guards, making it a very good place to hide.

"It's not that no one cares here, it's that they don't want to. The whole country is collecting resources from the government, the democrats, the capitalists. There is a supreme power that ignores the laws of the market and deprives many people of their freedom, including the bankers you hate. Young Zhong Liwang was dressed in a black trench coat, in his early twenties, with a cleanly shaved beard and an expensive cigar in one hand: "But this harbor, for smuggling, is very profitable. Don't look at the small place, it is very important, especially some important prisoners, will be extradited through this seaport. ”

"Why are you talking to me about this?" The young white coat was very puzzled, the voice made the location of this lighthouse very clear, but in front of him, Zhongli Wang was not a few years older than him, but the smell of nobility and strong cigars all over his body made him a little disgusted.

"The fishermen here still have to fish for a living, and the Federation will give them enough tools, but it will still take up their time. It's the same for everybody here, the government has a lot of control over the area, it's reducing newborns, public schools are full of traditional ideas, and the government doesn't want people to leave. These uneducated people will not only affect the social order of other regions, but also spread the secrets of this seaport. ”

The white coat frowned, he didn't wear sunglasses yet, and his eyes were bright: "I think this passage is suspected of discrimination." ”

Discrimination is a very serious word in the Federation. But Zhongli Wang listened, and only sneered, and the smoke was filling, and the waves outside the window were crashing against the reef beneath their feet, as they had been for thousands of years.

"The Commonwealth is a land of freedom, but do you know why we emphasize the word racism?" Zhong Liwang asked.

"The Federation is a country of immigrants, and everyone who comes to the Federation should be respected." The young white coat was full of words.

"Nope." Zhong Liwang shook his head, his thumb and ring finger clasped his cigar, and his index finger stretched out, waving slightly: "It's because seven hundred years ago, when the Federation occupied this continent, there was only the arrogance of Europeans on this land. They discriminate against other peoples, people of other skins, and treat them as livestock, as tools. Oh, I forgot to tell you, sixty percent of this fishing village is black, and almost all of them are of Indian blood. ”

Speaking of which, Zhongli looked at the white coat's eyes, the gradually descending night projected on his face, and the residual sunlight could not hide his strange smile.

"Because it is lacking, it will be emphasized." He sneered: "For so many years, white people have never left behind their stereotypes about black people. Even with constant control, natural skin color is still a source of racial discrimination. That's why the Federation is emphasizing it to you. But in fact, the biggest discrimination comes from the capital city where the textbook was formulated, Carmel. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about." The white coat listened to Zhong Liwang's accent and knew that he was from the capital. He doesn't like the appearance of these sons and brothers, who can enter the capital are basically the wealthy class of the Federation, which is fundamentally different from ordinary people like him.

He gradually loses patience with Zhongli Wang's nonsense, and the sun completely sinks below the horizon, and he begins to think that it is a farce.

"The Commonwealth has long lost its freedom." Looking at his back, Zhong Liwang said lightly, he knew that this sentence was not much lethal for a teenager of this age, of course, it was the same for himself: "My words are in the past tense. I mean, when the Union was formed, when the Declaration of Independence was declared, there was already a loss of freedom. Because the power of the whole country, all along, is in the hands of one person. ”

"What's this story about?" The white coat with a backpack on his back stood by the door and glanced at Zhongli with slanted eyes. But the next moment, he thought he was hallucinating.

Just behind the sitting Zhong Liwang, there was another middle-aged man in a military uniform, looking at his facial features, which were very similar to Zhong Liwang. He just stood there, looking at the white coat with great interest, like a ghost.

"The world is about to usher in a change, and the core of the change is us." Zhong Liwang looked down at the time and said to the white coat, "Look outside the lighthouse again." ”

The white coat subconsciously turned his head to look, and there seemed to be a strange feeling in his brain just now, as if an electric current was passing through, making him feel that the sounds around him were starting to become noisy.

And the scene in front of him also became grotesque.

The sky was bending, the sun was appearing in the night, the weeds were burning with flames, everything seemed so unreal.

"You're going to have to take control of this power slowly." Zhong Liwang's voice came from behind: "Then join me in beating this dog's Federation." ”