Dive.

Constantly falling downward.

Crossing all kinds of bizarre and symbolic landscapes, and crossing the islands of light on the dark sea, Wu Ming once again came to the 'City of Night'.

After the earth-shattering collapse a few days ago, as Acha's mental condition and soul gradually stabilized, coupled with Wu Ming's frequent brushing of a few spiritual comforts for him, from time to time he used the cockpit to dive into the mental world to sort out and consolidate himself for him, this 'Night City', which has only one street at most, condensed all the things Acha's life has seen and experienced in his life, and has gradually embarked on the road of post-disaster reconstruction.

The muddy ground, which had cracked and uneven as if it had been hit by a major earthquake, was gradually leveling out, and the rifts were quietly being healed.

Collapsed houses are back on stand, and the ruins are long gone.

Standing on the street and looking at it, although he could still see many half-destroyed houses, Wu Ming could see that these half-collapsed houses were gradually being rebuilt.

This is the temple of Ah Cha, the city where the sum of his life experiences has been piled up.

It's just one street.

This street is the street he usually passes through to get to work, but the buildings on both sides of the street are not normal shacks, but buildings that have left a deep impression on his memory.

A welfare home in childhood.

A dump of broken broadcasting equipment.

A school of general education.

A dog's home.

A public address for sending letters from people at the bottom.

And the buildings at the end of the street – ash;&ash; the home of Ah Cha, and the sweatshops that exploited him.

And the scenery that is a little further away is just a texture that exists in the background and can never be reached.

Standing on the horizon, the longed-for but unattainable energy tower.

Around the energy tower, the buildings are more magnificent and beautiful than the low-rise shacks, both in height and appearance.

It is said that anyone who comes from there becomes an apprentice to an engineer, and then someday in the future, will also become an engineer.

These are all existences that can never be understood by khat.

Even the pedestrians inside were migrant workers like walking corpses, and rogue sheriffs with vicious, meaty faces, beating and blackmailing the former, trying to squeeze the last bit of money out of the hands of these painful, numb people.

These are also the deepest 'impressions' imprinted in Ah Cha's heart.

That's what Night City is all about.

If it weren't for what you saw with your own eyes day after day, it would not have been possible to make such a strong impression.

It can be said that this is the sum of what he has seen and heard in his life so far, and it is condensed in this space, which may add up to less than 0.1 square kilometers.

Here, his life is recorded.

And on the other side of the road, Ah Cha's home is a realm that he has divided into absolute safety, which is full of his desires and obsessions.

When those longings are transformed into symbols, they become strawberry dumplings that almost fill the room, letters from countless listeners.

These are the things that will make him feel happy.

As for happiness a little further.

He couldn't think of it.

Every time at this time, Wu Ming couldn't help but mutter, should he make a cameo appearance as a thief, open the BGM with his mobile phone, and then follow the streets of the 'Night City', all the way forward, robbing houses, seeking money and killing people, and finally stealing the most cherished secret treasure in Ah Cha's heart.

In fact, he didn't know if it was the first time he had tried to do so

Why are you here again! It's said that there are no secret treasures here!

A scream sounded from the street, and the thin and short Ah Cha looked at Wu Ming who appeared on the street, and immediately became vigilant.

This Ah Cha is actually a part of Ah Cha's self-reflection in the mental world&ash;&ash; Yes, you read that right, this is just a part of the self-mapping, symbolizing a part of Ah Cha's character and consciousness.

Then, the sensitive Ah Cha did not hesitate to pull off the long rope hanging from the telephone pole next to him.

Then the alarm sounded throughout the street.

Alert! Alert! That vile stranger is here again! Attention to all khatha! Enter the second level of combat readiness mode now!

Piercing sirens resounded through the streets, followed by the melodious, rapid sound of horns that resounded throughout the mental landscape.

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