Prologue, the weaklings of this world
I still have six days! This place is really dull, there is nothing but weaklings here, I must have been incredibly unlucky for eight lifetimes to be assigned to work here!
As dawn breaks, the villagers prepare to go to work, and an elderly man slowly walks out, leaning on his hoe. In fact, no one knows that he is only forty years old, which is considered prime age in the era of Earth, not to mention in this highly advanced technological age. However, his hair is gray, and his face is lined with deep creases—of course, each wrinkle is filled with the black soot of coal.
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"I am not a weakling, I am not a weakling, I am definitely not a weakling!" The young man murmured to himself, his voice growing louder until he finally cried out in a scream, and at the same time, a chorus of gasps erupted from within the academy
A man is running desperately
The man lifted his chin and asked the middle-aged man, "What happened?"
The girl fell to the ground, raising her tear-streaked face and crying out loudly: "I don't want to go, I don't want to live in a place like that for the rest of my life!"
With a soft "chih" sound, a beam of red light shot out from an unknown source, accurately piercing through his forehead
Under the sunlight, a solar-powered electric vehicle slowly approached, coming to a stop with a squeak in front of these students. The door opened automatically
A vague smile appeared on the man's face, it is almost here! Soon, we will be able to touch the corners of the city!
Antares Middle College of the Milky Way Sagittarius Arm
The man lay on his back, his unseeing eyes directed towards the dark sky, separated from the city of Faar by just a wall, his face still bearing a trace of satisfied smile
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He extended his hand, and his fingers touched the protective shield of the city. The tip of his first finger faintly sensed a peculiar texture
His cough gradually changed in tone, emitting a wheezing sound from deep within his lungs, like a bellows. He collapsed to the ground, convulsing, convulsing. No one paid any attention. The intensity of his convulsions diminished, and he finally fell silent
He has died
Twisted, bizarre
Half an hour later, two city defense officers walked by and saw the man's corpse. One of them exclaimed, "Oh!" and walked over to kick him onto his back. The other person scoffed, "Another weakling!"
Orion Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy Night Crow Lead Shed Coal Mine
The red light faded, revealing a small charred hole on the man's forehead. He widened his eyes, collapsed onto the books, his fingers still reluctantly touching the thin layer of shell outside the city
At the foot of the mountain, several villages are scattered, and the people in the villages are always busily engaged in their work with a sense of numbness. They are the miners of this mountain, extracting coal from the mountain, sorting it by quality, and then having robots transport the coal to other locations.
Each miner's face bears indelible black stains, found in the corners of their clothes, between their fingers, and in their teeth... All are black, and no matter how hard they try, they cannot be cleaned. Even more frightening is that their lungs are also black; everyone is coughing, differing only in the duration and frequency.
The portable breathing device lit up with a red light, the man's face flushed red, and he quickened his pace, racing towards his dreams
The air is always gray, a color resulting from the accumulation of smoke and dust. Sometimes, a gust of wind blows through, unable to clear away this accumulated soot, but instead bringing more dark gray ashes.
Not far from him, there is a glass house, surrounded by repulsion devices, and the room is spotless. Two people are sitting beside the control console, playfully bantering.
Who prevented them from evolving? It is the weaklings
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Get in the car, young master
The Southern Cross Arm of the Milky Way and the Calligraphy City of Er
The man nodded in a reserved manner and agreed, saying: "Indeed, it is very detestable; non-evolutionaries should recognize their own status!" He cast a cold glance at the youth and impatiently said: "Young master, let us be on our way!"
It is just ! ''
How many days do you have left before your position changes
He finally approached his dream, the enormous transparent dome was right before him. As long as he crossed this boundary, he could enter the city, with its fresh air, abundant resources, and beautiful life...! ... The city had everything! And this was something he had never been able to access before!
The concentrated oxygen he carried was dwindling, forcing him to desperately reduce the frequency of his breaths. However, the exertion was too great, and waves of suffocation continuously surged over him
He walked to the entrance of the village, suddenly bending over and coughing violently. Dark gray phlegm spilled from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the ground. The more he coughed, the worse it became, and a look of painful suffocation gradually appeared on his face, yet the people nearby silently walked past, not even sparing him a second glance
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Langming Intermediate College is situated on a hillside. In summer, extensive ferns shade the school, and the sunlight is excessively intense, filtered through the broad leaves that cast large shadows, creating a stark contrast with the sun-scorched land outside, making it seem like two different worlds
The sky here is perpetually gloomier than in other places. The continuous mountain ranges are scarred and ravaged, with remnants of excavation scattered everywhere. Occasionally, resilient green vegetation manages to grow, yet it only accentuates the desolation and incompleteness of this area. In the distance, a fire blazes fiercely, its bright red flames as intense as hell. This is a flame that has been burning from beneath the earth for decades, even centuries, ignored by all.
A middle-aged man dragged a young girl out, unceremoniously pushing her out of the school gate, loudly saying: "Hurry up and get lost! A weakling should have the awareness of a weakling!"
It's not too bad; I only spend one month here each year, and the salary is high. Just look at these weaklings; they'll spend their whole lives dying here
A cold voice came from beside him. He suddenly turned his head and stared at the man, who was still tightly wrapped in a black suit under the scorching sun, his face twisted with tears yet his eyes filled with eagerness: "Mr. Butler, please help me plead for mercy..."
The two individuals casually pressed the buttons to summon the robot to clean up the bodies
The middle-aged man was extremely respectful, yet his words carried a clear disdain: "It’s still the same, two weaklings agreed to jump off, and only one succeeded. There are always people in the library who cannot see their own identity... How infuriating, they’ve dirtied the school again"
Nine Heavens
The graduation ceremony had just concluded, and the young man stood at the school gate, weeping bitterly. His cries were heart-wrenching, filled with despair. Beside him stood several boys of the same age, all with blank expressions on their faces, not even glancing at him.
The boy's cries gradually ceased, leaving his eyes a dull gray.
The edge of the city can already be seen ahead, where the enormous transparent shell refracts light, emanating a dazzling array of colors, particularly highlighting the beauty of Far City, which resembles a paradise from a dream.
The man coldly interrupted him, saying: "Young master, you are a non-evolver. According to the rules, after graduation, you must relocate to the non-evolver settlement and can never set foot in an ordinary city for the rest of your life. Oh, by the way, please also be careful to avoid the resorts and estates of the evolvers, so as not to cause any incidents that would bring shame to our family"
His classmates numbly boarded the vehicle, leaving him to stare at the car with hatred, motionless.
How could a weakling possibly enter the city? Such a thought is simply too fanciful!
A medium-sized robot glided over, swept its body into its chest cavity, and then glided away gracefully