In contrast, the Upper Town at night seems to be more loved by Lyon, without the false light and splendour, only embellished with a star, leaving room for reverie.

Leon stared out the window at the woods, in his eyes, the black lush undulations were not unknown, he could see many small details clearly, such as the cheetah Xiaoyu was hidden behind an ivy, boringly arranging its paws, such as some kind of bird being devoured by a snake and struggling, like a slightly swaying twig and a dead leaf falling on the top, and the old fallen leaf gently returned to the soil......

Leon hopes that he can see his life past as clearly as he sees these details, even if he doesn't know the profound meaning of bullshit, he just wants to see it clearly, but more and more secrets are surfacing him, but it makes him even more confused.

After a moment, he gave up his sharp gaze and looked farther away, looking over the canopy at the silky gentle night, and the stars embedded in the night, and he finally felt a little lighter,

"That's the Southern Cross" A voice sounded abruptly in the darkness, but Leon only adjusted his posture slightly, giving up a place next to him,

"How do you still know this, don't you say you don't bother to study these fake starry skies?" Leon asked lazily, his eyes still looking at the starry sky, he had found the Southern Cross, four stars, very bright.

"I don't bother to study the night sky laid out by those idiots, but I still like real astronomy" The man naturally sat next to Leon, as he had done many years ago, the two of them sitting side by side, looking into the unknown distance.

Such a screwed guy, of course, is Locke Dorjee.

"Why do you say it's a fool's arrangement? I think these stars are beautiful," Leon habitually began to talk to Rollo, as if this was also a way to decompress,

"The Southern Cross shouldn't be here, this sky is piled up with too many star clusters that were originally scattered everywhere" Locke Dorge seemed to be really interested in the starry sky, and didn't care about Leon's raising of the bar at all,

"You see Orion over there, almost next to Cassiopeia, but Ursa Major has been thrown to the north...... It's so messy, it's just a mess, it's not real at all" Locke Dorjee frowned slightly, with a look of disgust,

"But is it really important to be real?" Leon was full of thoughts, and couldn't help but feel it,

"Of course it's important, it's a masterpiece of nature, full of rhythm, it's the most beautiful sight," Rollo romantically described the stars, full of fascination, "If you can restore those constellations to their original position, you can experience the real beauty of nature"

Leon slowly retracted his gaze, stared sideways at Locke Dorjee for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up and pulled his head, and kissed him on the face,

"You're amazing!" said Leon earnestly, which stunned Lockdorge, and then he jumped up and began to wipe his face, screaming as he snorted:

"You fucking want to scare me, don't you!When do you like to do this!You better go get a black forehead, I can't stand this" He hurried towards the door, Leon finally laughed happily, and shouted happily at Lockdorge's back:

"Come with me to the Blue Indigo District tomorrow, the information is in the memory of your room, study it carefully, don't think about going to see your girl, I've wrapped you up in the past two days!"

Rollo fled in embarrassment, Leon began to concentrate on studying the pile of information as if he had been injected with a stimulant, and Locke Dorjee's words were like light, breaking his chaotic thoughts - restore all the guys who appeared in this mess to their original positions, and the world would be clear?

The heart has been calmed, and if you go step by step, you will eventually restore the truth of the world.

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Blue Indigo District, a total of 3,200 ground factories, employing 3 million people, it can be said that two-thirds of the civilians in the upper city are gathered in these huge factories with blue roofs, as for the rest of the people, most of them are in the underground factory, although the Edison family ranks third among the wealthy nobles in the upper city, but has the most labor, the largest industrial system. These factories produce almost everything necessary for the survival of human civilization, from fabrics to nutrients, from flour to wall displays, all from this area. It can be said that the 3 million people here are the foundation of the survival of the upper city.

Most of the ground factories are engaged in the production of civilian products, the average height is within 100 floors, and the emission-free production technology makes these factory areas look clean and quiet, among which the more eye-catching are more than 50 planting buildings, these planting buildings that need light are as high as more than 200 floors, and each floor is superimposed with ten to fifteen layers of cultivation boxes, from freshwater fish to tender corn, from broilers to rape, all cross-cultivated, and the daily food output is beyond the imagination of human beings in the old era, but even so, there are still people in the lower city who do not have enough to eat, and the price of food is always higher than the meager wages, for the common people, the upper city reservation is not a utopia in an isolation cover, just a place to live and breathe.

However, all these factories are just the "public welfare" of the Edison family, and the entities that can really support these huge industries are still in the underground of the Indigo District. From the tunnels in the western foothills, the underground factories are the workers of the lowest class in the upper city, in the dark, huge bunker factories, with the reverberating noises, foul air, and harmful emissions, producing the last thing humanity needs, but can never do without—weapons.

In addition to this, there is a part of the underground that is completely isolated, and near the center of the upper city, it is sealed off by a thick metal wall that rises to the sky, and no one knows what is being produced there, because the people who enter the quarantine area to work are either death row prisoners or outcasts, and there is no return.

The Edison family, like a tarantula crawling on a huge web woven by civilians, relied on the hard work of civilians and effortlessly devoured their blood and sweat.

Leon had some such information in his head, but those dark underground parts had nothing to do with him at the moment, as a young marshal K came to visit the ideal country project of Dreamworks, a group of 15 of them were received ceremoniously, and even the Edison family planned a brief welcome ceremony.

The air here is fresh, the workers are dressed like senior doctors in the sterile room, they are smiling, and the smile is indeed from the heart, these hundreds of workers are from DreamWorks, they not only have a good working environment, but also good benefits, and even a few department heads are the children of small nobles.

Leon looked at them and understood that the Edison family had always tried to play such a role, that they were merciful and fair, that they brought food and clothing to the people, a secure and superior life, and a dignified smile. They are the saviors.

Leon politely greeted the director of DreamWorks, his name was Ptolemy Edison, his hair was thin, he had a thick white beard and a kind expression that was always smiling, not like a researcher, but more like a businessman selling gifts, if not wearing the same white uniform as a worker, or even like a Santa Claus, Leon looked at him, for the first time experienced the magic of this kind of person, Ptolemy's charm lies in his smiling face and enough humble words, even if you have a temper you are embarrassed to be angry with him, at the same time, Leon also once again experienced the fatigue and soreness of the apple muscles, and the hypocritical smile is never an expression that he can be good at。

Finally, after an hour of rambling nonsense, Leon tactfully but successfully offered to visit the first "Dream Machine", although it was only a destroyed and restored exhibit.

"This is a great invention, comparable to Prometheus, a friend of mine said that the greatest human being in the world is the guy who stole fire, and you Edison family" Leon proudly stole what Kim Yinglang said, and used a distorted explanation to make Ptolemy smile from ear to ear, and directly hung an identification medal on Leon's chest, the small "Edison badge" can make their team travel unhindered in DreamWorks.

Just most of the area, of course.

Ptolemy politely took them to the entrance of the DreamWorks visit, and just as Leon was secretly happy in his heart, a childish voice suddenly sounded,

"It's not interesting, I don't have to wait for me to go"

The sound made Leon's mind buzz, and he looked back to see the grinning little pudding, and the old man Smith staring at him with deep meaning.

Leon and Lockdorge glanced at each other, their eyes filled with the same helplessness.

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PS: Blackie likes DreamWorks very much, what about you?