At night, the city is more vibrant than during the day, and perhaps only at the end of the day can people get a little respite.

In the glossy streetside closet, a mermaid floating in a glowing liquid sings softly, and the sound is diffused through the sound and reverberates in the store, and the beautiful figure attracts passers-by.

Jets of red wakes streaked across the sky, hovercars with galvanized metal shells drove by, and the glossy surfaces reflected the screens on the streets, on which the reflections of countless neon lights streaked.

And people who can't afford to buy a car can only huddle in the stuffed tram, smell all kinds of sweat and fragrance, and pray to get to their destination quickly, the reason why they don't need the word home is because that small rental house is not a place that can be called home in his heart.

Under the dim street lamp, a number of 'night travelers' in fluorescent clothes are moving aimlessly, in the daytime, they are unnoticed, ordinary, drowned in the crowd and no one can see, but at night, the fluorescent clothes painted with various symbols and signs stand out in the dark night, telling their only 'free will'.

They want to express themselves, they want to find a sense of existence in this world of countless people, they want to distinguish themselves from those who can replace AI at any time, they pursue the so-called 'individuality', because if they give up even that, they can't even make themselves believe that they have something worth existing compared to AI.

In the underground passages and remote bridges, all kinds of graffiti are everywhere, some are venting their dissatisfaction with this society, some are crazy distress messages, and some are telling their frustration and despair.

The progress of science and technology has made an unprecedented increase in productivity, and there is no longer a need for so many jobs, which can make some people idle, but the idle people are not recognized by the society, thinking that these are losers, and they do not want the government to spend money to support such idlers.

If a person eats, drinks, and is merry from birth to death, and does not engage in any labor, what does it mean to society, and does society have an obligation to raise such people, and is it fair to those who work hard and pay taxes?

The emancipation of the productive forces has not ushered in a perfect world, in fact, even in a high-welfare society, people need to actively find their place in society, people need recognition, and they need to show their value in some way, that is, the value of being recognized.

Not everyone can firmly reject the value framework set by the whole society, and man is also an animal, and he is also an animal that will be domesticated unconsciously. And once the domestication is complete, a single value will be formed, and they will chase the peak of fame and fortune like thousands of their peers, and fall into a never-ending spiral competition.

Physiologically, life can survive by just needing the right space, food and water, but in this era, when life has seen the colorful night sky, it can no longer bear to live in a simple ditch, and it is a good thing to pursue dreams, but this kind of good thing will also stab the hearts of countless people in the fierce and unfair competition.

The Internet shows the best side of countless people, and behind the most shining apex, there are countless failures to build the peak, people have become accustomed to looking at the best side, the slightest deficiency, will be reprimanded, the result of the continuous raising of the standard is that people would rather believe in the illusory beauty than face the incomplete reality.

"So, it's a sad world."

On the top floor of the neon-lit building, Hesia Tiran overlooked the city, her hair blown by the night wind, and her face was reflected in the distant columns of night light, streaked through blue and purple light.

After spending a smooth and fulfilling half a year in the school park,This is the first time she has come out,Overlooking this bustling city at night in the south of the first district。

Today is the day of the 'Hat and Short Sword' club and the Thunder Edge School Park'Meteor Spear' club.,This kind of regular confrontation between school parks,Basically every semester happens,Stimulate each other in the first few schools of the star field。

On an overpass below,Thunder Edge School students in blue trench coats stood and waited,There were about a hundred of them,Some are holding glowing electric spears,Some put their hands in their pockets and look boredly,Some are holding personal terminals,Video chat with friends from afar。

"Haven't you come yet? Those guys from Edest Academy,Are you scared and afraid to accept the challenge?。 A student with blue glasses turned the car keys at his fingertips, grumbling boredly.

"Who knows.,Although it feels like those people in Edes School Park aren't so courageless.,But they lost one after another last year.,Even the Winter Festival didn't enter the top three.,I guess I'm giving up on myself.。

"Hahaha, I've been saying that I'm going to challenge Saint-Ingo, I think I'm still looking forward to our Thunder Edge to challenge Saint-Ingo's status, these little roses of Edus, just stay in the corner."

Just when the students were waiting a little anxiously, there was finally some movement on the other side of the overpass.

About twenty hovercars hovered through the bustling night city, hovering on the side of the street, and then jumped down one by one by students in black uniforms, some wearing hoods, some wearing tactical goggles, and some carrying boxes, but these students all had one thing in common, that is, they all held swords in their hands, although these swords did not have a sharp edge, but the veins engraved on the body of the sword also made it have a special effect after being infused with magical power, whether it was breaking through the electromagnetic position or breaking through some transcendent shields, it had a good effect.

"It's finally here, these guys from Eddes Academy." The blue trench coats on the overpass quickly fell silent, and they gradually converged, the originally unrelated tools in their hands were put away, and the various inscribed blades were also held in their hands.

Drones with high-definition cameras took off quietly,They hovered and circled on both sides of the flyover,Monitoring the whole process,Although it's just a confrontation between the two school parks,But many media will pay attention to this confrontation,And the officials of the South 1st District will also send people to watch not far away,Ensure that such a confrontation is within a reasonable range。

It's just the results achieved in the desk and the classroom,It's never convincing,And the confrontation between the school parks,It will become the best litmus test,The winner enjoys the glory,Get more appropriations,Get more favor,And the loser loses his reputation,Slowly eliminated to catch up,It's also such a system,Let the top ten school parks in the star field have been kept in a good atmosphere,Don't dare to slack off。

"Who will be the winner today? Whether it's the Thunder Edge School that is rising, with the big dark horse of the Winter Festival, or the Edes School that has always maintained the lead and fought against St. Ingo, let's wait and see! ”

In the city at night, many off-duty employees sit in front of cheap nutritious meals, turn on the projection of their personal terminals, and watch this tense and long-awaited battle in the rare leisure after a tiring day's work.

Although most of them have no hope of advancing again, looking at these youthful and enthusiastic scenes, they can't help but have some thoughts.

If you are one of those figures, how can you be chic and refreshing, so as to get a little release.

And now, in the projection display, a man with dark pink goggles strides forward, he slowly draws the broad sword on his back as he walks, and behind him, a student in the same black uniform also pulls out his long sword, and the light of the firefly sword reflects the darkness of the night, like a little spark rising, surging towards the group of blue on the bridge.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

(End of chapter)