"You seem to hate them."
According to the actual time, the background season is set in the blissful space of autumn, and the two tourists are just like ordinary old men, strolling in a city garden full of peace and tranquility.
Jiang Xia listened to the soothing violin music around him in a relaxed manner.
From time to time, I would glance into the grove of trees in this large park.
There can also be "accompaniment sounds" coming from there. It seems that even in this "paradise" where everyone lives in big mansions and villas, there are still people who like more traditional and exciting ways of entertainment.
After seeing Lao Jiang's gaze, the blonde woman who was pressed against the tree branch, bearing the impact, with her clothes half exposed, even waved to Lao Jiang with a smile on her face.
This is undoubtedly an invitation...
What the hell!
Human beings.
It is indeed an ugly creature.
Lao Jiang politely waved to the lady, indicating that he was not interested. At the same time, he wished the three of them a good time. Then he turned around and reached out to hold the falling leaves in front of him.
He stroked the leaves that were simulated to perfection and said to Roger who was silent beside him:
"Have you ever thought about reforming them ? Just like what you did to my fellow villagers, drag them out of this paradise and give them a slave chip.
Then promise them a meaningful future.
The promise is free and slave chips are cheap.
Why not? "
"Jiang, you still haven't adapted to this world."
Rogge sighed helplessly, he opened his eyes and looked at everything perfect in front of him. A few seconds later, he took out a can of Coke from the vending machine on the roadside.
He opened it, poured a sip, and invited Lao Jiang to sit on a bench.
He said:
“The slave chip is not a panacea.
It cannot produce a qualified soldier, especially when these people's minds are filled with false illusions of beauty. Even the most beautiful lies have no room to exist.
I wish they were the walking dead.
I even hoped that when we stormed into the town, they would pick up rifles and attack us along with the Immortal Society.
That at least means that they can still be promised a glimmer of hope.
But unfortunately.
You saw it with your own eyes.”
Roger was holding a Coke and looking at a few young and pretty girls in sports shorts jogging across the park fence in front of him.
They were talking and laughing while doing fitness.
It’s like I’m really living my ordinary life.
It was as if this scene really happened on a quiet and ordinary autumn afternoon.
It's like, this is really their life.
"They are typical nihilists, suffering from an incurable disease."
Roger looked at the girls who were jogging, chatting and playing.
He said to Jiang Xia who was smoking beside him:
“The cheap, vulgar, meaningless entertainment you see with your naked eyes continues to amplify their senses.
No anger.
Nor will I be angry.
Just happiness.
Countless joys.
Surrounded by these ordinary joys that can be found nowhere in the real world but are everywhere here, they have no time to think.
So why think about the future?"
The black fox smiled, and there was a hint of loneliness in his laughter.
He looked at the can of Coke in his hand.
Whispered:
"They would say, 'Seize the present, entertain yourself to death, live an ordinary life,' because that's what their parents did, so they learned the 'rules of survival' from their parents.
Hiding in this beauty, never looking at the reality.
To them, the outside world is a deadly poison that kills them instantly.
I don't hate them nor do I dislike them.
Because they are garbage.
They are all exalting them.
But it's not their fault, because this is how all the city-states in the wasteland, except for the overly lucid cannibals of the Brotherhood of Law, operate in this new post-war civilization.
The value of their existence here is to provide more computing nodes for the program data flow of Paradise, using their brains as calculators.
The more people enter this place, the more realistic this world becomes, and the more attractive it becomes.
Just like my grandfather said.
This is a fall of the mind, not of the body.
Born into this world...
For ordinary people, it is a mistake in itself.”
Jiang Xia patiently listened to Rogge's emotional description. He flicked the ash from his cigarette and said:
"You said it very well, but I still want to ask, is that it?"
He crossed his legs, put his hands on the edge of the seat, leaned on the bench, and said:
“It’s really amazing to simulate a virtual world with 100% realism. I can understand how attractive it is to ordinary people crawling on this wasteland.
But I want to.
This little temptation is not enough to drag everyone in.
You just mentioned permissions.
If I'm not mistaken, this is just the first level of Elysium, right? Above it, there is a more gorgeous and freer world.
And the City of Paradise, known as the Pearl of the Wasteland, is said to be the place that best preserves the characteristics of civilization.
This is the world before our eyes.
Isn't it enough to attract such attention from the well-informed citizens there?"
"Of course."
Roger didn't hide it.
He pointed to his head, tapped the blue light dancing above his left ear, and said:
“Your authority in the Elysian Space is very low, and you can only come to this surface. With the help of some data peripherals, you can enter the deeper level of the Elysian World.
It was a place where demons truly roamed wildly.
War, fantasy, future, past, Slaanesh Hell, etc. As long as you contribute enough to each city-state, the happiness you can enjoy in this virtual world will be unlimited.
The reason why it can make so many people addicted.
Not only because it's an escape from reality, but because it can give you whatever you want, based on your authority, don't give me that look, I know what you're thinking."
Roger chuckled and said:
“If you have a brain plug-in.
Then in that hell of lust that countless men desire, you can play yourself to the point of ecstasy and death. I can guarantee that the pleasure will linger in your mind.
It's definitely not any more fake than when you were playing with Ruyue.
But I think you might like World at War more.
Endless carnage.
Endless plunder, you can kill an entire world by yourself, you can form your own army of destruction in this virtual land."
"No, I'm not as shallow as you think, nor as pathetic as they are. My real life is already fulfilling and exciting enough."
Jiang Xia blew out a smoke ring.
He closed his eyes and said in boredom:
“And I can tell the difference between dreams and reality.
I am not so weak that I need to give myself some pathetic comfort in dreams. I know that I can get what I want by myself.
Instead of raising your hands to reality, completely giving up resistance and saying that everything happens in dreams.
A real man would never say that!
Ruyue said it well.
This place sucks.
I have lost interest in it, come on, let's go back, there is still a battle to be fought over there."
After saying that, Lao Jiang put out his cigarette, stood up, and was about to leave the Paradise Space.
Rogge also stood up with a smile on his face. Jiang Xia's reaction made him very satisfied.
But just as the two were about to leave, a sharp brake sound pulled them back to paradise.
In front of the two of them, outside the railing wall of the park.
A black sports car with a sci-fi look left a black track on the ground and stopped in front of the two people with a beautiful tailspin.
Before the vehicle was stable, the scissor door popped up, and then a long leg wearing black crystal high heels and white stockings stretched out from the car.
A woman with short hair dyed in seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, wearing an elegant evening dress, walked out of the car.
Besides her bad hair, her seductive face was also painted with unique smoky makeup.
Jiang Xia recognized her.
On the wall of that five-square-meter hell in reality, there are posters of her being repeatedly desecrated.
The woman's name is Ivy.
The lead singer of the Freedom Band in Free Citizen City, the dream goddess of many men in this damn place, Roger's ex-girlfriend, and a real bitch.
Although Roger didn't say much about her.
But Jiang Xia could understand that the story between him and this woman was definitely not as simple as Rogge said.
"Long time no see, my Roger."
The woman brushed her hair elegantly, then stood next to the sports car, across the fence, and said to Roger, who was expressionless and had his hands in his pockets:
"I heard that you and your people fled into the Death Desert. There was no news for a year or two. I almost thought you were dead. I was so sad that I cried for you.
Even wrote a song about our old days.”
She covered her mouth and chuckled.
That posture is full of the pride of a green tea girl.
She said:
"It seems that the environment of the Death Desert is really harmful to the skin. Look at you, the energetic and handsome guy back then, but now you need to use data to disguise yourself.
I guess you must have a lot of wrinkles on your face now. It's a pity that you are no longer as handsome as you used to be."
"What did Emma want to tell me?"
Roger was not angry at all.
He really had no reaction to the woman who appeared in front of him, as if he was talking to a broken jar on the side of the road.
When responding, he got straight to the point without any further ado.
This rhetorical question made a gloomy look on Ivy's face.
She was obviously irritated by Roger's disregard.
The next second, she put on her signature fake smile, flicked her hair, and said:
"Are we going to get down to business so soon? Perhaps you can relive our past with me first. I'd be happy to do it the way we did in the past..."
"Don't waste time, masturbator!"
Jiang Xia, wearing frog-eye glasses, said impatiently:
"Emma's taste in selecting people is really poor. You are just a messenger, don't you even know your own position? If you keep complaining, I will report you to your boss!
Or do you, a pretentious, performance-hungry little dog, really think you have the right to waste our time?"
This...
The power of taunting is MAX.
"you!"
Ivy's green tea attitude could no longer be held back at this moment. She was about to scream in response, but the next moment, the engine of the unmanned sports car behind her hummed.
It seems to represent some kind of dissatisfaction.
The woman's body immediately stiffened, and she couldn't hide the embarrassment on her face at all, which made Jiang Xia laugh out loud, and Rogge beside her also smiled gently.
"Ms. Emma said, if you are willing to accept peace now, then..."
Before Ivy could finish her words, Roger shook his head.
He answered directly:
"Give my mentor a message for me."
"Let her eat something good during this period, relax, and enjoy the last bit of her life. I will be back to my city soon.
Talk to her in person.
About 'peace.'"
"You should call her 'Grandma'!"
Ivy emphasized seriously:
"Ms. Emma has always treated you as her own blood. You should know this."
"grandmother?"
Rogge raised his head, his face showing unreserved contempt.
He said:
"The woman my grandfather loved all his life, the only woman I could call my grandmother, died in a nuclear war fifty years ago.
Emma is just a substitute for her grandfather to fill his emotional needs, just like you, a boring masturbator.
She wanted something from my grandfather.
I know it clearly.
And you want me to call such a woman grandmother?
Do you think she deserves it?"
"All right."
As the spokesperson and messenger, Ivy looked regretful at this moment. She turned around and sat back in the car. When the scissor door fell, she said to the two people in front of her with malice:
"Rogge..."
"After you die, I will go to that remote place myself.
I will bring you a coffin that suits your status, cry hypocritically for you in front of your spirit, and then use your coffin as a bed and indulge in happiness with my new boyfriends.
Go to hell.
My ex-boyfriend."
This vicious but brainless woman grabbed a communicator in the sports car and screamed:
"Negotiation failed! Counterattack procedure initiated!"
"Executors, kill them all!"
This sentence is certainly not an order to the ambushers in the Paradise Space. Everything that happens in this place will not harm Rogge and Jiang Xia.
Ivy's order must have been given to certain weapons in reality.
Lao Jiang and Rogge looked at each other, and their figures quickly dissipated in the paradise space, just like the blue light composed of data streams disappearing.
Consciousness is returning to the body quickly.
The white light blinded him for a moment again, and Jiang Xia said to Rogge in a playful tone:
"Is this your ex-girlfriend? She doesn't look very smart. Lao Luo, you have a very bad taste in choosing women."
"Um."
Roger nodded in agreement and responded:
"I was young and frivolous, and only pursued superficial beauty. At that time, I must have been blind."
"But I still have a question. Why didn't Emma come herself? Why did she have to send someone with a dull mind to deliver the message? Does she value the sense of ceremony so much?"
Jiang Xia asked.
Roger replied:
"No, the reason is very simple, not as complicated as you think. Emma never came to Paradise. She said that even if she died, she would die in reality."
"Well, that sounds like what a smart person would say... Come here! Come closer to me!"
"boom"