Fifty years later. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Half a century has passed in the Mill Continent.

Carol has gone from being a young woman to an old lady......

Fifty years ago, Zhou Yi married Carlo, and their children were already middle-aged, and they had already formed their own families.

Two Thousand Farms.

Tens of thousands of families live here.

Each is a detached villa.

Beautiful scenery and fresh air.

In the morning, bright stars emerge to illuminate the Mopan Continent.

Zhou Yijia.

The family got up one after another.

Zhou Yi's current image is that of an eighty-year-old man.

His hair is brown and white, his face has many wrinkles, and his skin and muscles are much looser than when he was younger, but his body is still as strong as a cheetah, and his muscles are full of explosive power.

Of course, Zhou Yi is not aging, he is just living according to the appearance of a normal person on the Mopan Continent, Xin Valen is over eighty years old, and this is naturally the appearance.

He married Carlo, devoted himself wholeheartedly, without any slackness, and when Carol died, when the potential energy of the ancient clock was almost absorbed, he would leave.

Zhou Yi was wearing a loose T-shirt, and the muscles on his arms were rolling.

At this age, he would have long since retired, and it was time to enjoy happiness, and he did not have to participate in the labor and work of any alliance.

"Dad, morning. ”

"Well, early. ”

Zhou Yi went downstairs to the living room, his son and daughter-in-law, daughter and son-in-law, were setting up the tableware, their movements were a little hurried, but they were very stable, they were in a regular labor period recently, they needed to work, and they were not in rest time, so they looked a little in a hurry.

Preparing breakfast is a matter of minutes, completely undifficult, fully automated, with the help of advanced machines that have been researched in the past half century.

"Grandpa. ”

"Grandpa. ”

"En. Zhou Yi nodded.

Zhou Yi's son only has a daughter, Zhou Yi's daughter only needs a daughter, and the granddaughter and granddaughter are now thirty years old, and they also got married a few years ago, but they haven't had children yet.

After a while, the in-laws also came down from the upper floor.

There seem to be a lot of people, but in fact, living in this villa is equivalent to living in an apartment, everyone has their own private space, and the atmosphere is good and convenient to get together for breakfast.

Carol came down and sat next to Zhou Yi, an old husband and wife.

Zhou Yi leisurely flipped through the electronic newspapers while eating, of course he could read the information very quickly, but he enjoyed this soothing rhythm.

Eat a good meal, dishes and chopsticks and the like, the machine can quickly process it, clean up a little, everyone greets each other, disperses, and is busy with their own work.

Zhou Yi said a word to Carol and went out.

Carol waved her hand, she had been used to it all these years, and it was not surprising that Zhou Yi would go out at this time every day.

Rumble.

Zhou Yi took the Black Shark and came to the First Academy of the Federation.

The First College of the Federation has long since changed dramatically, and is now called the First Academy of the Mill Alliance.

There are many high-tech facilities, and the system has also changed greatly.

Students from all over the world can take turns to practice here.

Zhou Yi came here, eating at home, absorbing potential energy, and practicing for a while, when the time came, Zhou Yi left on the Black Shark and went home.

Many people don't actually have to come here to practice, mecha cultivation is not immortal, and it is not everyone's fanatical pursuit.

Most of them are still ordinary people, and many of them are talented and have their own interests, and not all of them are in mecha.

Therefore, many people don't care about the acceleration effect of the ancient bell at all, and even the daily cultivation time is not long, and there are some who simply do not practice, this is the normal state of the Mopan Continent.

Zhou Yi returned home, Carol sat on a rocking chair made of old rattan and was reading a thick book, and the robot was roaming around the house to clean up, serving tea and water by the way.

Eighty thousand eight does not live here, he just appears as Zhou Yi's friend, he will appear for a period of time every year, and the rest of the time he is free to arrange, Zhou Yi will only look for him when he has something, for example, he will look for eighty thousand eight every day when he drives the Black Shark.

"What's going on tomorrow?" or going to a public restaurant?" asked Carlo, smiling.

At their age, in fact, there is not much to do, it is completely hobby, Zhou Yi was bored decades ago, released a lot of scientific inventions, various robots, won countless medals, and the government of the Mopan Alliance awarded countless awards, he is a big celebrity in the Mopan Continent, and many people worship him and call him the father of science and technology.

"Let's go to a public restaurant tomorrow, I'll make an appointment, you can see what dishes to order......" Zhou Yi took out the tablet.

Today's mill continent is high-tech intensive, agricultural products have been transformed from generation to generation, the yield is amazing, adaptable, there are a large number of delicious crops, fruits, and people who are constantly interested in advancing research.

Comprehensive mechanized planting and management, only a small number of people need to take care of it, as well as a variety of livestock ~ livestock breeding, a wide variety of varieties.

These people come to work, these people are regular volunteers in each farm, and everyone's labor is actually regular, every once in a while, and it is uniformly assigned and managed by the local alliance garrison, management office.

During the year, the time when you don't go to work occupies most of the time, and people have a lot of time to play, and they are not free at all, and now labor is an obligation.

Because there is no currency.

Carol looked at the tablet, "This, this dish, this, they love this, and this ......"

Public restaurants, where dishes are prepared every day according to reservations, are free of charge, and those who come to eat must not waste it.

If you don't eat in a public restaurant, make a reservation for fruits and vegetables, poultry ~ meat every day, there are rich types, amounts, and various delicious preparations, you can make an appointment, and you will send the materials to your door every day and make your own.

There are all kinds of delicacies, everything you need, you can eat whatever you want, you can eat everything from all over the world.

The entire millstone continent no longer needs currency.

The people who work in public restaurants are all assigned to work in the past at a fixed time each year, and a group of people who are assigned this kind of work are all drawn.

There are several weeks a year, and working here is an obligation, and it is a personal responsibility, and the time is not very long.

Half a century later, the unified code of the Union has been completely deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the code of the Union is the code of people's faith and faith.

In particular, the next few generations of the new generation have been educated and indoctrinated in this way since childhood, and they can easily accept it, and in their opinion, doing this is a little obligation, why should they be disgusted, disobeyed, and enjoy so much, and pay something? This is a very natural thing, and it is an outlier not to abide by this kind of rule. (To be continued.) )