Consciousness fell into confusion, Gu Yiling reluctantly opened his eyes from the chaos, and looked at the surrounding space that was twisted into a ball in astonishment.
This is definitely not his spiritual space. The space has been completely destroyed. The gray-white fog-like body seems to envelop the whole world, distorted beyond recognition. The virtual data seems to be transformed into a real wind whizzing by, cutting his face into pain. .
He wanted to shout loudly, his vocal cords vibrated violently, but there was no sound around him, and it was as quiet as if the air had stopped flowing.
Suddenly, all data flow in the space stopped.
Cobweb-like cracks spread silently from all directions, and the speed was visible to the naked eye. Afterwards, the periphery of the space shattered into countless pieces of different sizes like glass. Gu Yiling seemed to be able to hear the sound of shattering, but he knew that it was just his hallucinations.
After the glass was broken, it did not seem to fall, but turned its direction neatly and uniformly, as if consciously. At the moment of turning the direction, Gu Yiling clearly saw the broken picture of the waves on the countless fragments.
Shen Junling, Victor, Shi Changan, Luo, Gretel, Chu Hanzhi, Eric, He Yunqing...
Ji Chuxing, Si Shen, Chris, Chu Tianlan, Lu Yiye, Ning Chenzhi, Abraham, Tang Mojing...
Finally......
The shards aimed the sharpest corner at Gu Yiling, piercing the air like countless swords.
In the last second of losing consciousness, Gu Yiling's eyes widened, and countless fragments of rapid passing were reflected in his black pupils.
Interstellar Light Year 9012——
The city is divided into upper and lower floors. The underground city is a group of high-tech buildings rising from the ground, and the buildings built with new materials are spotless. The highest buildings in the city center seem to touch the clouds, and the arc-shaped maglev tracks pass through the buildings layer by layer from high above, exuding a pale blue light.
People here enjoy the warm sunshine, clean air, and all the benefits brought by convenient technology, standing at the top of the biological chain and overlooking all living beings.
And in the corners where the sun does not reach, below the city, is called dungeon.
There's still day and night here, but it's just the cheap faux fluorescent lights overhead that turn on and off. Occupying one-third of the city's space, but with two-thirds of the city's population concentrated, it is extremely crowded. There are almost no gaps between the low-rise houses. The garbage from the ground is piled up behind the residential buildings, and it has become a building. hill.
In a small alley in the eleventh district of the underground city, there was a commotion.
Three boys about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing the simplest constant temperature clothes, beat the boy on the ground condescendingly. The young man was about twelve or thirteen years old, and his chestnut hair was covered with dust, and the original color could not be seen. He seemed powerless to fight back, shrinking his thin body into a ball, but in fact, he quietly protected important parts, and a sneer of disdain appeared on his face covered by the messy broken hair.
The leading boy put his last foot on his stomach and spat on him, Gu Yiling groaned in pain.
The other boy grabbed his hair, dragged him from the ground, looked at him, patted his cheek contemptuously, and said viciously, "Boy, pay attention to what you say! This time it's just for you A lesson, I won't let you go so easily next time!"
Then, he grabbed the collar of Gu Yiling's clothes and threw him to the ground.
"let's go!"
The three ruffian boys swaggered out of the alley, and the alley became quiet again.
After a moment, Gu Yiling, who was lying on the ground, endured the pain of dislocated joints all over his body, and stood up staggeringly against the floor. His face was full of unrestrainedness, like a calf that was not afraid of tigers. He wiped the bleeding wound on the corner of his mouth with his hand, but he was grinning in pain in an instant. He only dared to touch it with the tip of his tongue to relieve the pain. .
In his hand was a card made of special metal, which he had just touched from the man.
He looked at the card that was glowing with cold light in his hand, and stroked the concave three characters "Pass" with his rough fingers. Finally, the first sincere smile appeared on his face in a few days, making his gray face pale. All gave birth to brilliance.
When he laughed, he realized that Gu Yiling was actually very good-looking.
The short, pointed face has not yet fully grown. Due to long-term malnutrition, the cheeks are a little sunken, but it is still possible to see the appearance of the evildoer in the future. The tip of the nose is slightly raised, the lips are very light in color but perfectly shaped, especially the pair of beautiful eyes, clear as the morning dew, and bright as the stars when he smiles; it's just that he doesn't smile often, and he is always gloomy at a young age. A face, full of strangers do not enter, lived in an orphanage in the eleventh district for more than ten years, fighting and making trouble, crawling and rolling, everyone saw him and avoided him with disgust.
But Gu Yiling never mind, in his opinion, he will never stay in this ghost place forever.
Back in my little nest of more than ten square meters, there was a small hammock in the corner, which was a place to sleep. The rest of the place is littered with unknown scrapped parts, the walls are covered with dense calculation formulas, and a rudimentary laptop is placed on the dilapidated table, glowing dimly in the dimly lit room.
Gu Yiling pressed the light switch several times before he remembered that he had no money to pay the electricity bill, and the electricity had been stopped.
With a scolding, he irritably kicked away the football-sized parts beside his feet, walked to the cabinet, took out the nutrient solution that was yellow and obviously expired, bit off the cap, smelled the musty smell wafting from the bottle, wrinkled He frowned, swallowed it in one gulp, and wiped the liquid from his mouth.
Sitting at the table, he stretched out his hand and tapped flexibly on the keyboard of the notebook, and the code in thin white text quickly floated across the dark green screen.
On the wall where the inner core fell off, there was a piece of pale yellow crumpled paper, on which was written the twelve words "The 17th Interstellar Game Design Competition" with a sign pen crookedly.
In the interstellar light years, most of the information is transmitted through the Internet, and few people can write beautiful words proficiently.
As it approached midnight, the watch-like thing that Gu Yiling had placed beside him suddenly burst into light, and the light merged into a boy of about seven or eight years old.
The boy has short playful black hair and dark green cat eyes, a handsome face, wearing simple shorts and shorts, with two pointy black cats on his head and a long flexible tail on his back, which looks like a A little kitten that didn't grow up, very cute.
The light was a little unstable, making the boy's image a little blurry.
He looked at Gu Yiling who still had no desire to sleep, hugged his chest and frowned, "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
This is Gu Yiling's first attempt to make a system that can help him better control data in the virtual world. Gu Yiling named him "233".
Just maybe...failed.
What Gu Yiling wanted was a robot system that obeyed him, but accidentally gave him self-awareness, which made him often quarrel in the process of getting along with this system. Gu Yiling thought about changing the system many times, but gave up because he didn't have the money to make another one.
He didn't even give 233 a look, and said impatiently: "It's none of your business. You're just a system, just do your own thing."
233 was stunned by his swallowing, with an angry expression on his face, but Gu Yiling continued his work as if he hadn't seen it.
With a cold snort, 233 swayed and returned to the virtual space.
The night has already darkened, or rather, it is not the darkening of the night, but the light that resembles fluorescent lamps has gradually dimmed. The dungeon is dark, and the darkness seems to engulf the sound. Only occasionally can I hear the scolding of the drunken men returning home at night. The sweet and cheesy laughter of prostitute women.
After a long time, Gu Yiling felt a little tired, he stood up, stretched a lot, and walked towards the hammock.
Lying in the hammock, his black eyes looked at the low ceiling in the dark, not knowing what he was thinking.
The hammock jiggled slightly, and the curved edges were invisible.
The next morning, Gu Yiling woke up on time from the hammock.
He looked at the glass, and the glass printed a vague figure.
The ill-fitting clothes on the thin body have long been dirty, the edges of the shoes are frayed, a shoelace has gone somewhere, and there is a musty smell on the body. He scratched his short, hard hair that was messed up into chicken feathers, shaking out dandruff all over the place, and even a white rice-grain-sized flick jumping out of his hair.
He dug out the only set of clean clothes from the bottom of the cabinet. Gu Yiling had never worn them before, and he didn't know why he bought this set of clothes.
After changing his clothes, the boy in the glass looked refreshed, but he still looked like he came out of a slum.
Gu Yiling looked down at her shoes, but there was really nothing she could do.
He took out all his savings from a small locked box, filled the whole box with colorful star coins, and left the house.
Walking to the long and crowded street, the constant temperature light shines in.
In the central square of District 11, there is the Intercity Elevator. The elevator only operates once a month, and a pass is required to enter.
There was a long line of people standing outside the elevator. These ragged and rude people in the underground city in the past have now replaced their best clothes, laughing at each other's attention, as if this can make others not see their tension and humility.
Putting the pass on it, Gu Yiling followed the crowd to the elevator.
He pursed his lips, seemingly indifferent, but only he knew how fast his heart was beating.
The flow of people in the dungeon and the dungeon is restricted. People in the dungeon can come to the dungeon at will, but who will go to the slum if they enjoy the favorable environment? Only people in the underground city would desperately want to go to the underground city to take a look.
The huge transparent elevator slowly ascended, and there was darkness in front of him.
The light suddenly came in, Gu Yiling instinctively closed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes.
The elevator is still rising slowly, the world outside the special glass is bright and vast, the sky is blue as far as the eye can see, and it intersects with the distant skyline. The hanging streets extending in all directions, the towering new skyscrapers, he had never seen such bright colors, and there seemed to be nothing he could do except widen his eyes in amazement.
The sun was a bit dazzling, but Gu Yiling couldn't look away.
When they got off the elevator, when the people in the underground city were still staring at the streets and buildings of the underground city with an incredible gaze, they had no time to think about how disgusting the pedestrians in the underground city looked at them.
It is not the first time that Gu Yiling has been the focus of this kind of sight, but it is the first time that he feels uncomfortable all over, and the tips of his ears are embarrassingly red. He is an outlier, wearing clothes that he is not willing to wear on weekdays, it is still like a joke here. His expression was still indifferent, because he knew that if he showed embarrassment, it would only make people look down on him even more.
Being hated in the dungeon, Gu Yiling didn't feel anything, and even wanted to laugh a little, because he knew that the hatred of ants did not need to be cared about. But here, the contempt of these high-ranking people made him really know how humble and weak he was, and he didn't want to continue like this at all.
He walked on the wide and clean streets of the underground city, and the strange plants beside the road came from the five stars and six worlds.
He took out all his savings and had a good time here, just like people on the ground, eating all kinds of food that he had never seen underground during the day, playing all kinds of entertainment venues, Walking around every corner of the city, even a street lamp on the side of the road, was a novelty to him.
He wanted to record everything in his mind, as if he could stay here forever.
At night, he lay on the lawn in the park.
The towering buildings around him gave off different lights, and the lights and starlight reflected in his eyes. He looked at it and was reluctant to close his eyes.
His days in the upper city were only three short days, and after three days, he had to go back. If you don't go back, you face fines and imprisonment from the Empire.
He fantasized about every look of the city, but none of it fascinated him so much. The glitz and coldness piled up with money made him especially like it.
As he was leaving, he saw a huge vignette screen on the game company's building.
It was a translucent phantom light screen formed out of thin air in the air by countless tiny light particles without any help.
There are adverts for their game design competition, and anyone can enter their competition.
Twelve-year-old Gu Yiling's eyes glowed with fiery light, and he clenched his fists quietly. He had never been so eager before.
That was the first time Gu Yiling left the underground city and came to the underground city. For the first time, he knew that the sun has a temperature, it is hot at noon, and it is soft as nothing in the morning and evening; the city at night can be so bright, lively but not noisy, the light seems to be left on the planet Star.
Gu Yiling is an extremely proud person in his bones. This kind of pride seems to be innate, but it is undeniable that at that age, the humble and dirty childhood gave him low self-esteem. It was the first time he saw such a vast world. , Since then, I have made up my mind to come to this place where the sun can shine.