"Tell me, Roger, what's going on?" Jonny asks his friend, still not understanding how he could have met these poor teenagers.

"I didn't know it was here." Roger. Clark looked at the teenagers with kind eyes. "The shipdwellers, the bankrupts, the decommissioned colonists, the tycoon-terminated galactic colonists, they are the generation that exists in the Yinjiao Alley of the Silver Alliance." He explained.

"Because they don't have a formal status or because of the ownership of their creditor's rights, their families don't receive any government benefits, so they have to work part-time jobs for their cheap employers."

"You should know about the Capital Monopoly Law, Johnny?" Roger knew that friends knew almost everything.

"Well, that's the civil law clause of the Commonwealth of Mankind, since Helen. The Art Era has been banned by the Silver Alliance. Jonny nodded.

"Yes, today's banking industry is firmly controlled by the chaebols, whose capital tentacles involve every inch of the corner, and they invade all kinds of people's livelihoods in a planned way on a large scale, and integrate and annex them with their strong strength and background to form a giant chain. They cannibalize the market with cheapness, balance, and saturation, making it impossible for unfunded individuals to compete with it. Once the monopoly is formed, they adopt a lot of automated work processes, and jobs in traditional industries are gradually disappearing. ”

"You mean they......" Jonny looked at the stilted shanties on the edge of the clearing. Is there more and more? He was surprised to find that most of what he had seen in the past two years was a prosperous and prosperous world, singing and dancing, and in the original concept, poverty should have already become history.

"And it's getting worse and worse." Roger nodded. "I can't find a job anymore, and the generous benefits in the major cities of Qilian can't be distributed to them, what do you want these children to do?" He sighed.

"It was when I was shopping in the city that I met Alphaye, who was not yet 10 years old and was caught stealing food. I looked pitiful, so I paid for it, and when I took him home, I found it. ”

"It's literally a forgotten world...... But it's right next to you...... That's how I felt. Roger said in a deep voice. I used to be as surprised as you are now, and then I looked for information in the pathway, and there are quite a few such places in Puxing and Chirenko. ”

"Doesn't the Self-Liberal Party claim that everyone is equal and eradicate inequality? Why does the opposition party never mention such a situation to the Parliament? Jonny wondered if this was not the creed of the self-righteous party members who claimed to be fighting for the suffering of the people.

"Because they don't have a vote......" Roger sighed, telling the truth.

……

"Tony, remember what I said, keep your body down, and keep your legs strong at all times."

"Peregrine falcon, imagine that you are a big bird that spreads its wings and flies, you are the descendant of the boat people, how can you be afraid of small setbacks, get up, and continue to fly!"

"Calf, you're stronger than Afaye, you have to use your strengths, not compete with him for agility, yes, your fingers have to be like this, you can't run away if you hook it......"

"You need to follow the trend, you need to form a picture in your mind, and you need to think about the landing point in advance, not after adjustment."

"After the dodge is successful, you must also watch out for the opponent's arm, and always think that even if he falls, he will not let you go......"

In the dusty clearing, Roger and Jonny's original glamour has now been replaced by the sweat mixed with dirt on their faces, and they guide the teenagers on the field to various technical and tactical knowledge, and the children learn very carefully and happily.

In their world, holographic watches and entertainment equipment of all kinds are out of reach, and all they have is a body that has suffered a lot and a ruthlessness that refuses to admit defeat.

They love rugby, it's pretty much their only pleasure, and they are fully focused on every opportunity they get.

……

Dusty and tired, Jonny and Roger sat in the flying car on the way back, each thinking the same thing.

Maybe it was because of the day of training and a few hours of training for the children, and they were too tired to speak, but when Kariseon drove back to the avenue with the guiding beam, Roger couldn't help but finally open up the conversation.

"The more I see, the more different the world is from what I thought it would be." He said suddenly, and that was the question on Jonny's mind.

"Oh? What were you like before? He had a strange sense of mystery and wanted to know Roger's past.

"In Puxing? has no heart or lungs, and always thinks only about himself. Roger leaned back in his chair and looked at the increasingly bustling streetscape. What about you? He asked.

"What am I?"

"You've rarely heard you mention it before." Blonde youth said.

"I didn't mention it at all." Jonny smiled slightly.

"Natiti, I only know that you have a beautiful mother, and you should have a father, but I'm not sure." Roger begins to taunt his friend.

"Each other, each other." Jonny is deliberately mapped.

"It's rare that we all have unspeakable family affairs." Roger sighed.

"Hasn't Uncle returned from his trip yet?" Jonny asked.

"Nope." Roger said coldly. "But he did send a couple of communications, one of which said he had met the Kander team on his journey."

"Yours?" Jonny immediately became alert.

"What mine one." Roger frowned. "In short, it's the one, if you like it, you can also call it the one that makes Lejia......"

"Well, did they say anything to your father?"

"I don't know, that's all the information." He shifted his seat in his seat, seemingly dissatisfied with his sitting position.

"It's a small world." Jonny sighed.

"yes, it's small." Roger also repeated.

"The election year is coming, we can all vote next year, have you decided who to vote for?" Jonny changed the subject.

“…… yes, who to vote for? Roger paused.

"You can't have never thought about it, have you?" Jonny looked at him.

"How? Does it make any difference? There are hundreds of millions of citizens in the Union, what is the difference between one vote for me and one vote for you? Every year there are people who don't vote. Roger leaned back in his chair, tilting his head, a little distraught.