The year 2005 is coming, and now that it is the cold winter season, the new town is still warm as spring, the old city has already snowed several times, and the old city is still the same.

No matter how beautiful things are, they will not be "beautiful" after a long time, and no matter how shocking and unbelievable things are, they will become accustomed to it after a long time.

The clouds are so monotonous, they are simply "boring", and the same is true of the seven-colored pillars of light, one in the morning, one at noon, and one at night, so looping, accurate and almost like a computer program.

Now, no one is unfamiliar with this magnificence and strangeness, but it has become a way of discernment and pleasure.

A way to distinguish between outsiders and locals, and a pleasure to appreciate the various forms of dirt buns.

Resorts and landscapes are a must-visit project for outsiders, but it has given birth to a lucrative industry, black tour guides and black-hearted traders have come into being, new cities have them, old cities have them, sequencers have them, and ordinary people are also flocking to them.

The old-style inns and inns have been revived, and the black shops of taverns and "dirt buns" are booming, and those high-ranking sequencer organizations are not looking down on these, but they don't think that the benefits in this are more and more amazing, so they will participate in the lower body, twisting and pinching, and stirring up the water more mixed, and the further it develops, the scale is also huge, until today, it has been fixed and has become an unspoken trend.

In this regard, whether it is a sequencer or an ordinary person, whether it is a new city or an old city, it is generally accepted and appreciated, and it is called paying "tuition" in the name of beauty.

As a result, the phenomenon of regional discrimination has become more and more serious, Jiangcheng has become a "superior person", and other provinces, cities and regions, even those who come to Beijing, are all local buns.

Tubaozi wants to make a living in Jiangcheng, how can he do it without paying some "tuition"?

Therefore, most people are at ease with this, but it has made Jiangcheng's reputation weaker and weaker, and now it has become a trend hated by many outsiders.

It's just that, no matter how much you hate it, you still have to come, and the Special Economic Zone has advantages and opportunities that other regions don't have.

The number of outsiders has not decreased at all, and there are more and more trends, resources and talents from all over the country continue to gather here, so that the market is more and more prosperous, new things, new styles emerge in an endless stream, and new development and new economy are advancing rapidly.

"Master, Master, I inquired, it turned out that there was a big guy who was promoted, Sequence 7, the spellcaster, there was a celebration over there, and there was a group of foreign devils, and the 'Terminator'......"

In a small wood, a simple camp was busy with more than a dozen men and women, some of them were drying animal skins and spiritual grass, some were washing and sewing pulp, some were polishing and maintaining weapons, and there were only a few sequencers, most of them were old and weak women and children.

A nimble boy ran into the camp, came to the big man sitting in the middle of the camp, and said while gesturing excitedly, like a monkey.

Dahan stopped wiping his weapon, his bearded face raised, and his eyes were like copper bells: "Sequence 7?" ”

"Yes, yes, there are so many big people, the carriage is far away, and the congratulatory gift is taken out at random, and it is ...... Master, when will we come out, didn't we say that we would have a good life when we arrived in Jiangcheng!? ”

"Don't talk about these useless things, let me ask you, what kind of foot is the other party, can you recruit people!?"

When the young man heard this, he held back his mouth, sat down with a little frustration, picked up a wooden stick, stirred the fire pit, and said, "Master, don't dream, we are all like Hanako, even if people recruit people, they won't want it." ”

"You bastard!" , the big man was about to fight, the young monkey rolled a few meters away, jumped up and grimaced at him, and shouted: "Originally, we didn't even have a place to live, and we hid from the patrol every day, not called Hanako...... Oops, it hurts, it hurts! ”

The young man's ears were twisted by a stout woman, twisted half a circle, lifted up, and scolded in a voice like a broken gong: "Little bastard, who do you say is called Hanako, huh!?" ”

"I, I, I'm called Hanako, Aunt Wu, you are the eldest master, don't screw it, oops, the ear fell off, it fell off."

"You have no conscience, you don't think you are ugly dogs, you don't think you are poor, you think you are still the rich second generation at the beginning......"

While one big and one small were making trouble, another person came back.

The one who came back was a sturdy young man, dressed in a short fight, the standard [Fighting Master] costume, his face was happy, and he went straight to the side of the big man, and said: "Master, good news, the Bright Sect is "recruiting", and there are few people!" ”

The big man glared again when he heard this, and asked directly: "Really, when and what are you doing?" ”

"Right now, there is no limit to the number of places, nor is there any limit to the household registration, and the sequencers can bring their families, pay well, and provide role-playing positions."

"So good? Isn't it going to be a bodyguard for Muggle parliamentarians again? ”

"No, this time I'm going to open up a new town, with the priests sent by the Holy See."

"What, you want to leave Jiangcheng?" , Dahan's interest was greatly reduced, his body relaxed, and he sat down again.

"Master, although Jiangcheng is good, there is no place for us, the competition here is too fierce, and we are outsiders, so we can't even meet the minimum conditions for naturalization."

“…… Forget it, what is the development of a new stronghold, it's not ......", Dahan glanced at the women and children in the camp, "Isn't it the same as before?" It's too hard, it's too dangerous. ”

"Master, we've been here for more than a month, and if we drag it out, we'll really be exhausted, we can't play, we don't make a living, so if we go on, the curse is coming, it's time to make up our minds, the Bright Sect has a lot of power and resources, and the development site this time is still in Xiangbei, and it will be different in a few days, that is the province, what is the province like, I don't say that you should also be clear, right?"

The young man was right, and the women and children in the camp all stopped, silent, and the atmosphere became depressing, and even the young man became honest.

The big man sighed and said, "Isn't tomorrow the day the House of Commons is completed?" Look at the situation, if you still don't have a chance......"

"What does universal suffrage in the House of Commons matter to us, even naturalization ......"

"It's decided, I'll see the results tomorrow, maybe there will be a chance."

"Tomorrow will not necessarily be the pioneering point of Xiangbei, Master, you ...... Well, well, wait another day, wait another day. ”

The youth are gone, the camp is back to normal, and men, women, and children are working hard, producing crude, worthless knick-knacks, which are exchanged for the daily expenses of this small group with this meager income.

The big man was a little depressed, and the young man went back to his side and sat down, fiddling with the fire for a while, and then said for a long time: "Although Liang Yuan is good, it is not the hometown of long-term love, Master, the people of Jiangcheng are too bad, the sequencers and Muggles are the same, I don't like it, let's leave." ”

"What do you little kid know, Jiangcheng has a chance and resources, you don't want to be a sequencer, it's at least ten times more difficult elsewhere than here."

"Anyway, I don't want to stay here, I hide in Tibet every day...... It's a big deal that I'll take refuge in the Holy See of Light and become a priest. ”

"Little bastard, you dare, see if I don't skin you!"