Although the food factory is fully automated, it is not pitch black inside.

Whether it is a robot for maintenance or a camera to monitor the production status, it needs sufficient light source - just as the error rate of AI image recognition will be much higher if the brightness is not enough.

Because of this, the barber pushes the night vision goggles upwards after entering the factory area.

The blue-haired young man with squinting eyes looked around with interest.

The three-dimensional assembly line is still roaring and running, and no one touches it.

They walk through the gaps between steel and steel, like scholars walking through the shelves of a library.

Whether it's uptown or downtown, everyone's food is basically synthesized, produced, and packaged in these food factories. Because there are self-propelled guard robots patrolling and inspecting, as long as they do not disrupt production to trigger alarms...... Even if it's brightly lit, it's still the safest place to be.

The wage slaves in the upper town also needed to use their income to buy food. But they're the uncensored people who live in the cracks of these huge factories, and if they're hungry, they can just come in and grab some food — and they don't set off the alarm. The camera of the assembly line can immediately detect the missing parts and fill in the gaps as soon as possible.

Even the most vicious thugs won't destroy these factories. Because everyone has experienced that life is not easy, everyone will consider them as their own property...... To destroy them is to make life impossible for everyone.

If someone is chasing them, they usually won't continue to chase them when they enter the factory. If you chase it any further, you may destroy the machine - it is a trivial matter to attract the executive department, and you will inevitably be punished by the boss if you go back.

So you can see a very contradictory scene.

The uncensored, who looked very rough and savage, crept through the machines cautiously, even tiptoeingly. I'm worried that I've accidentally broken something.

"This is what they cherish."

Watching the barber look at them intently, the discordant sighed: "Every day is between life and death, and only these delicious and self-taken foods can give them a strong 'feeling of being alive'." ”

"And the strict precepts of each gang belong to them 'death', right?"

The barber glanced at the elf boy and said unceremoniously, "But they live so hard, isn't it because of you elves?" ”

"Not necessarily."

The corners of the discordant's mouth rose slightly.

This child, who looked to be only seven or eight years old, said indifferently in an extremely mature tone: "Is there only an elf among the directors?" Aren't the directors of the short breed also directors? Since they are all directors, what is the difference between living longer and shorter?

"What's more...... Including them, including you. Most of the people here are scum. Nobody wants. He was kicked out. Killed. Guilty of a crime. Or pay the sins and debts of their parents.

"If you live hard, what about the people on the earth?

"Do you want to live happily and make unhappy those who follow the rules, who do not deceive or hurt others, and who do not even cause trouble to others?"

"The real question," the barber narrowed, his voice soft, but sharp, "isn't it 'Why is there always an unfortunate one?'"

Hearing this, Tovatus the Discordant looked up in some surprise and glanced at the barber slightly.

“…… Unexpectedly. You're a coexistenceist. ”

The elf boy sighed.

Most of the uncensored people are strongly hostile to the entire Uptown.

Slanderous terms such as "wage slave" and "company dog" are also the evolution of this sentiment - mainly because they regard those migrant workers who beg for a living in the company as part of the company as "the property of the company".

"The Upper Town is afraid and disgusted with the people of the Lower Town, and the Lower City is hated and jealous of the people of the Upper Town......"

The barber sighed slowly: "Downtown has only been born for less than fifty years, and they hate each other to this extent. It's hard to say that there are no elves in this, who are behind it. ”

"Then why am I doing this?"

"It's simple. Divide the crowd and set the main contradiction to each other. ”

The barber put his hands in his pockets, and without looking at the discordant, he just walked forward like this, and said leisurely: "I have heard that the arrest of criminals in Uptown is not so much 'careless' as 'deliberately letting go.'"

"Well, if it was really deliberately let go...... What will happen? ”

Hearing this, Paradise Bird, who had been walking behind the barber with his head down, was also stunned for a moment, and raised his head to look at the back of the barber in front of him.

“…… Oh. ”

When Tovatus heard this, he finally raised his head completely and looked at the barber with interest: "Go on?" ”

"I've been thinking about it for a long time."

The barber didn't look back, squinted his eyes and whispered: "Could it be that the birth of the lower city is itself a plan of the 'company'?"

"Completely ignore the offenders, let them go, let them flood into the lower city. But then the executive department was dispatched, and their extermination operation was so powerless. Those company dogs have to patrol almost every day, but so many people can make a big noise, unless they deliberately look for trouble, want to be famous, and take revenge and take the initiative to meet those organizations, really want to catch small rats, how many have they caught? ”

This topic made the pupils of the paradise bird shrink slightly.

She suddenly realized that she had never thought about such a thing before.

If the company really wants to catch these no-code people...... Can't they really do it?

Paradise Bird was not stupid, she reacted immediately-

The blue-haired youth continued: "The company doesn't want to wipe out the lower city. They want the Lower City to always exist, and to always be a big problem for the residents of the Upper City.

"Because at the end of the day, we can't do anything as no-coders. Without chips, we can't participate in the highest level of production research, let alone use advanced weapons...... These factories in Downtown are completely unmanned. And even if the company is destroyed, it can be easily rebuilt.

"Even if it can cause chaos, it's just chaos. On the other hand, the more chaotic the lower the city, the more the wage slaves in the upper city are afraid of being uncensored. Under this fear and disgust, they began to restrain themselves. While there is nothing mandatory about corporate law, the idea of not wanting to be a no-coder is itself the strongest shackle.

"As far as I know, there wasn't that much resistance to uncensored people decades ago. At that time, Downtown was just a black market, and there were even people who volunteered to become uncensored and enter Downtown to live without committing a crime, just to avoid being monitored by the company. It was after the establishment of the Lower Town District...... After the no-code people settled in the lower city, the communication between the two sides began to decrease dramatically. The few remaining 'contacts' are usually related to criminal acts.

As a result, people began to spontaneously resist the uncensored. No matter how big or small the crime is, as long as you abandon the chip and become a no-coder, you will be immediately expelled from your circle - and the no-code people will also see the 'chip removal' as proof that they have broken with their past lives......"

With that, the barber turned back to look at Tovatus.

The blue-haired youth seemed to be asking the elf, and as if he was asking himself: "But is there a chip, and what difference does it make from the perspective of ordinary people?"

"Since when have people defaulted to ...... Is it a sin not to have a chip?

"If everybody does. Who will profit in the end? ”

The barber muttered.

In order to distinguish himself from the "Blue Song Robin", Russell is wholeheartedly playing the role of a cynical and freedom-yearning wise man.

But as he spoke, in the midst of these imaginary words...... But I didn't consciously feel a little more sincere.