Lost City, the pan-continental trade and manufacturing capital.

First of all, it is the manufacturing capital, with the most dense population in the world, and the largest number of talents, the most powerful companies, facing the sea in the south, with a number of natural, high-quality ports, convenient for goods to and from the entire pan-continent.

The well-developed transportation network is criss-crossed, and the goods are as fast as blood, radiating vitality, supporting the entire city, even the whole country, and the whole continent.

At three o'clock in the morning, under the control of the smart city system, some of the lights have been dimmed, but they are still brightly lit.

The Lost City has had an unimaginable siphon effect on the surrounding cities, both in terms of personnel and materials. The reinforced concrete city is particularly charming under the neon decoration, making the city burst into unimaginable vitality at night.

The original name of the lost city seems to be something, and it seems that it can only be found in the classics. Everyone will have a code name corresponding to the maze in their hearts, and there are only three of the most famous code names.

The city of blood and gold, the city of chaos, the capital of the alliance.

Later, the city was so fascinating that everyone called her Maze. Just like the dream lover in everyone's heart, showing it in front of everyone is what you want most.

The money-grubbing man sees endless riches.

Womanizers see beautiful women who can't be stopped.

Those who are consumed by power lust see supreme power.

Those who study see the most advanced cutting-edge technology、、、、、

As long as you have the slightest idea, you can find the pinnacle of his existence in the Lost City, which is really fascinating.

The unimaginable population and the huge pressure to survive squeeze everyone who survives here, but endless wealth and endless material things are like the most seductive mature girl, attracting everyone, as long as you have money, you can have everything you want.

Even if it is illegal, it will be placed on your desk for you to enjoy through legal means.

People are coming, no one wants to leave the maze easily, more and more fascinated, deeper and deeper. That's why it's called the Maze.

The Lost City has a fatal attraction for every man.

There are so many people

During the day, they may be the elite of their respective positions, due to the huge pressure and the excuse that can release the pressure a little, as long as you are attractive, or rich, or can make them happy, or just look at the right eye, not even for any reason, just just need it.

It's easy to get them to sing you a melodious or high-pitched song, but it's anyone's guess who plays whom.

Of course, there are a small number of people who make a living from it, some are degenerate, and some are just to accumulate wealth faster, and in the face of enough money, the scales of people will always tend to tilt quickly, helping you to fade their noble, perhaps worthless last scarf.

It's not just women, it's also men, it's just not accepted by the general public, and it's not widely advertised.

In a remote mountainous area, the mud that may have been uneven has long been crushed and leveled, and hundreds of cars of all kinds illuminate the entire clearing, faintly revealing two intersections, and the looming lights can be seen leading to the top of the mountain and back to the starting point.

The asphalt road was pitch black, like a giant python that chose to devour people.

Boxes of wine were stacked by small vendors, and scantily clad wine girls kept teasing the young people who were shouting in the past.

Gold coins and cash, bank cards and credit card machines, constant round-trip transactions. It's just a small corner like this, and the wine is frantically consumed, and then it is quickly transported in.

In the center, there is a makeshift stage, which is not expensive and becomes a central console with the support of complex wiring.

A woman with a bewitching figure, but as powerful as a leopard, is DJing frantically.

The most ordinary DJ equipment, as if it was magical, drums, noise as if beating on people's blood and pulse, constantly upward, the crowd below became more and more crazy, shouts, sweat, men and women crowded together, writhing wildly.

Crowded with each other, rubbing against each other, like a herd of wild goats in spring.

The woman was also dressed in simple attire, with ice-blue hair and a simple mask.

A pair of eyes as bright as peach blossoms.

Naughty and cute, loose white T, the right shoulder is exposed, only a suspender is difficult to support, just a little bit of skin is exposed, it is already addictive.

If I were there, I would have liked to tear off that strap and see the heavy scenery.

The lights kept shining, and the unimaginable enchanting sound drove the crowd to another apex.

After a song, the crowd was like a fish on a dry beach, struggling to open their mouths and breathe desperately.

The flame inside the young man's body was like boiling water vapor, which could not be vented.

Some couples dragged them straight into the car.

In the northeast corner, not far from the stage, a fat man drove a fat vehicle, full of domineering, surrounded by dozens of ordinary vehicles.

The fat man stared at the figure on the stage, repeatedly seeing the mask from his hair, then to his chest, and then to his waist, and swallowing his saliva and swallowing again.

The slender man in a suit next to him had fine eyes and said a little obscenely.

"Head, or, drugged. As before, it's a big deal to give some money, and you can get it. ”

The fat man was fat but strong, and slapped the man in the suit on the head.

"You can't find death, did you see the car when she came?"

"Isn't it just a classic model, although it is a little expensive, but with the means of the head, it is not a casual matter, it is estimated that it is the workplace elite of a certain company, we have seen a lot, enough hush money plus coercion and temptation, it is not your ban." The man in the suit seems to be still immersed in the tricks of the past.

The fat man thought about the car, the door was small, but it was a special mark.

Once, he licked his face and followed one of his eldest brothers to a party, and saw his eldest brother serving tea and wine to others from a distance, and he looked proud.

As for him, he stood tremblingly at the very edge from beginning to end, and he was close to a group of the same people.

Once, the one standing in the middle happened to pass by him, and vaguely saw the logo on his clothes, which was somewhat similar to the mark on the car.

He wasn't sure, years of experience had taught him what to mess with and what not to mess with. His eldest brother is already a character he can't afford to provoke, his eldest brother is the person's younger brother, or even just a person who pours tea and water, no matter what, he can't be provoked, and he can't be wrong.

The Lost City is very large, a municipal unit to be exact, but due to the overdeveloped economy.

Some of the surrounding municipal-level units have long existed in name only, and all of them have been linked into one, referred to as the east, west, north and south cities.

Dongcheng is the largest, with 99 districts, and the smallest north, with 78 districts.

Under the district, there are various counties, each county is composed of each town, each town is composed of villages, and the villages are composed of various sub-districts.

Don't think that village and town streets are a manifestation of poverty and backwardness, a street office in a lost city, the economic size of a township may be equivalent to a city-level unit in a foreign country.

One of the oldest stories on the market, Nanchuan's textile industry, known locally as Su Bancheng, is ambitious, claiming to dominate the maze, but the price of just a building caught him off guard, and he honestly set up an office, and is still active in the maze.

Of course, the story is relatively old, and the information network is so smooth at this stage that it is not so, which also proves the name of the wealth capital of the lost city.

"Let you see the world more, you brother Ba and I can't walk sideways in this village, what is it if you go out of here."

The fat man is also known as the Overlord Gun, known as the golden gun without falling, seven times in one night.

He didn't say what the logo on the car meant, and he didn't know.

Not exposing his stupidity in front of his brothers is the way he has figured out as the boss over the years, and it is always better to maintain a sense of mystery than to give everyone a thorough understanding.

The fat man stared at the woman on the DJ booth with bloodshot eyes, and a hot wine girl with a basket of cold beers walked this way.

The inferior perfume and the heavy smell of fat powder are like catalysts, completely igniting the evil fire of the fat man.

As soon as he grabbed the woman, he shoved it into the wide car, and the woman screamed, and the basket fell to the ground, and the door was closed.

She was about to resist when a thick stack of cash slipped into her chest.

The woman immediately wanted to refuse and return the favor. "The wine hasn't been sold out yet," but the leg was already clamped to the fat man's fat waist.

The fat man roared, "Labor and management are all inclusive."

Outside the car door, more than a dozen younger brothers looked envious.

Look at the constantly shaking vehicles and listen to the faint sounds.

The cold beer is cold enough to cool people down, but it only delays the explosion, and when the alcohol comes up, the explosion of ideas will be even more violent.

There are many down-and-out women who provide such services next to the woods, and there are more choices in the various hotels in the cities next to it.

They married a nice name, a princess.

Hey, what the hell, such a noble title in ancient times, in the modern era of infinite development, has changed its taste.

"To me, you are the princess," the man said affectionately.

"You bastard" the girl slapped her, how could she compare herself to a woman who drank and stumbled. Heartbroken, he ran away

For a long time, I couldn't face the name Miss.

Eh, the picture is off track, pull it back.

It is inevitable that all industries will eventually be merged to form behemoths.

Those who can't merge will reach a unified caliber, and then reduce internal friction, and finally point the spearhead at consumers to squeeze the maximum benefits.

Consumers have no resistance in the face of powerful capital, and it is okay if there is strong government regulation, but once capital and power are combined, then there will be an amazing monopoly and oppression.

History has proven countless times that the power of a huge number of people is enough to tear down any mountain.

Therefore, there will be no excessive oppression of the people in this society, and even a series of benefits, life, and treatment are not bad.

But the upward path has been almost closed, and the solidification of class has become unbreakable.

Amazing and glamorous projects and talents are either acquired, or they are acquired together with people and projects, which is really not good, plagiarism, imitation, there is no room at all.

All walks of life in life, through thousands of holding methods and inextricable connections, eventually all the direction of wealth will go to a fixed class.

People are struggling to live in a grid that has been compiled for a long time. Step by step, climb up. But there was no way at all.

I can't even find that a net jumps out, and it's a bigger net.

Layered and endless. Ordinary people are still immersed in the stories of the lucky ones who occasionally appear, constantly struggling, looking forward to the day when they can stage a drama of changing their lives through hard work.

Liu Bai, the painter who once emptied thousands of people and is the most admired Imagist painter today, has been closed for 20 years, and his last work is countless lines, stacked in a haphazard manner.

Everyone remembered that scene, in the square in the middle of the labyrinth.

Historically, only the best have been able to climb the mountain, there are the founders of a new industry, the pioneers, the pianists who can construct the sky city with sound, and the master carvers who are known as "a thousand gold".

Liu Bai prepared a canvas that covered the entire square, without eating, drinking, or sleeping, for seven days and seven nights, he continued to draw all kinds of lines with various colors, layer after layer.

Everyone stared at the white dress, constantly walking numbly and drawing. His feet turned from snow white to bright red, and finally to gray, and his white clothes were dyed with all kinds of paint.

On the seventh day, Liu Bai became more and more crazy, like splashing ink, and painted the whole picture with lines.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, the sky that was originally empty for thousands of miles suddenly thundered and thundered, and it rained heavily.

All the lines were blurred in the rain, and the various colors were mixed together, turning into patches of darkness, and Liu Bai's white clothes had long since become dark.

Liu Bai laughed loudly in the rain, and cried wildly, the strong sense of darkness and heart-rending cry in the picture, everyone felt anxious, and then desperate, suffocating despair.

No one knows the name of the painting.

At that time, some of the most wealthy and powerful people in the world in the main hall of the square said something

"What a picture of heaven"

Liu Bai never lifted the pen again, and the original painting had been put away.

Holographic projection inclusion and think tank, any time you click on it, it is endless gray, and the sense of depression comes from the surface, and the word "heaven" also complements each other.

However, a small number of people say that this painting is not called "The Way of Heaven".

And Liu Bai, who became the first person on the list of famous painters in the world at the age of 16, closed his pen at the age of 48, when he was the most famous painter.

Everyone remembered his demeanor, and I don't know how many ladies and ladies cried at night and wet their pillows.

The war has not broken out for many years, it broke out once many years ago, and then countless capitalists and magnates were wiped out in that war, and the accumulation of science and technology, which eventually acted on the war, would erupt with unimaginable power.

At the end of that war, the warring parties reached an agreement, and the world was set in a way that has not changed for generations.

Even if there is a conflict in the future, it will be resolved by other means or competitions.

The most famous and important event is called the Life and Death Pass. Why is it called life and death, there is only one reason, to break through the past life, and to die if you can't break through.

It is held every 5 years, and I heard that behind it is an unimaginable redivision of resources. There is only one winner, who will be crowned in the most central square of the labyrinth, and then the superstar of the time.

Money, status, everything you want will be sent to you.

Not long after the last life and death pass, the heat has not decreased, and the champion walked out of the sea of corpses and blood, with his unparalleled car.

Following the trend is the most popular action in any era, even in the small corner of the labyrinth of Niuyang Village.

It just so happened that the annual division of interests in Niuyang Village was about to begin, and there have been a lot of private competitions recently.

Except for the woman who was DJing in an accident, everything was as usual, and after a long time, the door of the car opened. The wine girl walked out with a blushing face, and the Overlord Gun didn't seem to have slowed down.

"What time is it?" said the Overlord Gun, a little tired, and weakly.

The wine girl took a thick stack of money and limped away, not worrying that she would not send the wine over, she would not dare to offend these people.

"Head, it's almost 4 o'clock" The idleness of the day makes the night people even more crazy, and it will not end until dawn.

The so-called head, the fat guy who can't do it, is only in his early eighteenties or nineteens.

In the rivers and lakes of Niuyang Village, at this age, people on the road generally call him Niuyang Carrying Handle.