The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 722: Slums

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Heijie ’s factory clusters are running around the clock, and the dense black smoke emitted from the towering chimneys envelopes the entire urban area in undivided smog, standing high in the city, and even seeing hazy The misty black gauze clouds slowly fall from the sky: these smokes have stained everything in the neighborhood with a dirty gray-black color, and this is one of the origins of the name of the black street. In the modern era where nanomachines are spread all over the world, there are still many heavy industry industries that are unable to get rid of the traditional factory production line production methods due to technical limitations. Large-scale machinery and arms factories are two of the most important.

The two factories are the largest number in Black Street.

Hao Ren came out from the narrow and slums, and saw the wide and dirty streets at the end of the towering factory buildings, huge reaction towers and unknown pressure vessels were built directly in the city, walking on the streets You can hear the roar of machinery running from the factory. Pedestrians in hurry can be seen on the streets on both sides, most of them poor people wearing shabby clothes and numb eyes. They had just finished eating insufficient amounts of synthetic food at home, and now flock to the factory like ant colonies: a mechanical beast that devours their lives but at the same time continues their lives. Some people cover their faces with a rag, filtering the dust in the air in a way that is better than nothing, but those dark rags are not much cleaner than the surrounding air, and their lungs are still irreversibly diseased , Corroded, contaminated, and after 30 or 40 years old, they had to live with the nano-machine group and barely survive, and then quickly died.

"Since the nanocomputer cluster is still in use, why no one thought of using these things to solve the urban pollution problem?" Hao Ren murmured to himself.

A hoarse and low voice came from the side: "Pollution control? This kind of person died decades ago. Now it is an era where one day will live one day."

Hao Ren turned his head unexpectedly and found that Ulanov did not know when to appear behind him: "Oh, when did you come?"

"This is a place I visit often, I am familiar with the slums," Ulanov looked up at the factory not far away, "Someone reported yesterday that you disappeared into the dark alleys of the slums after leaving the station. Go back, Nolan asked me to collect the corpse for you-but I did n’t expect to see you in a daze on First Avenue just here. Yes, I spent the first night in the dark alley area safely and unharmed? What makes you feel here Interested? "

"Nothing, just just go around," Hao Ren knows that the other party is still alert to himself, so he answers easily, "I said, I can't stay with you all the time, so I need to find a place to stay. Rest assured. Well, even if I have any purpose, I wo n’t go towards the gray fox. "

“Nolan does n’t care about this, it ’s just that I ’m in a lot of business,” Ulanov ’s answer to Hao Ren is noncommittal. “It ’s better not to come to this block frequently. There are a lot of guys with bad relationships with the gray fox. It ’s no good here. "

Hao Ren waved hands to show understanding, and then raised the question just now: "You haven't said yet, is there any additional cost to solve the urban pollution with the nanocomputer cluster? Isn't that something self-sufficient?"

"Nanocomputer clusters are indeed self-sufficient, but their control centers are costly, and the greater costs are these--" Ulanov said, raising his finger to the rushing roadside Of the poor, "The machines that operate the factory do not need a healthy body, and the city does not need the elderly. The mission of these slags is to be squeezed to the age of 45 in the factory, and it is best not to know a few words. The factory owners do n’t like workers who are too strong and smart, and they do n’t like guys who need pensions, so there is no need to let them live too long. As for the factory owners and the big warlords ... they have their own ecological houses, isolated from the outside , I heard there will be one or two small lawns, the cost is not high, the construction is quick, and it is enough to enjoy. "

Hao Ren stared and listened. He came from the earth and he could n’t understand the idea: "Just keep this status quo ... Is the sight short?"

"Short-sighted? What is your long-term vision?" Ulanov laughed hoarsely. "Improve the environment comprehensively? Rebuild a vibrant and sustainable society? I remember not a few decades ago. Few people have thought about this, but it turns out that no one can live to complete this kind of career. I heard that every regime in the world can only last for four and a half years on average, so no one will invest more than this period. Career now. "

Ulanov finished speaking and patted the shoulder of Hao Ren: "Short-sightedness is necessary because most people cannot live a future that they can see."

Hao Ren blurted out: "But you live long enough ..."

“Because I ’m just alive,” Ulanov turned around. “From the day when I was injured, there was no more blood, but only electrolyte and nutrient medium. My goal was only The rest is alive so that such a person can live long enough. "

Hao Ren is speechless. In a world where everyone can't protect themselves, thinkers and enlighteners are probably the earliest people who die, because they need to use the energy used to maintain survival in other places, such as dreams. And ASanbaA whispered in his mind at this time, it was more precise: "This is why exotic plants can be cultivated into immortals, and vegetables and fruits are not even refined: they wish to practice in the morning, and people will stew at noon No one can even have a dream on the day when it can't be realized. "

I have to say that although this product is a little bit choked, the summarizing ability is really strong.

Hao Ren followed Ulanov and returned to the gray fox station. When turning around a street corner, he quickly took out a small silver-grey device from his space and threw it away. The little device looked like an obscure metal lump, but it fell silently when it landed, and it quickly slid into the dark corner against the ground. This is a beacon launcher made in the morning at Hao Ren using the giant tortoise tower's shipboard factory. It will automatically find a place with the weakest interference and then launch a powerful navigation signal to space-as long as the planet Drum Located in Plane of Dreams, detecting the UAV group can quickly find it through this navigation signal.

Even if they are tens of billions of light years apart.

If the distance between the two is not just the physical distance ... then the situation is more troublesome. But for now, there is a high probability that the situation will become troublesome.

At present, Hao Ren has no problem in contacting the crystal nuclear research station and the detection drone group on the planet Drum. This proves that the data link is smooth, but the key is that there is no way to determine the specific location of the signal transmission. This is equivalent to the connection of an anonymous anonymity, and the function of the crystal nuclear research station and the drone group cannot be used to crack this anonymous state in one direction, so it is only necessary to set up an active beacon on the planet Hao Ren here. . At the same time, Hao Ren also considered what to do if even the beacon failed: if this really happened, he considered releasing a detector from here to see if he could reach the normal universe through space navigation. If it can, then at least prove The space is still continuous, and even if he ca n’t, he can figure out how wide the distortion is. This is one of the "backup options" he mentioned earlier.

After leaving the factory area, Hao Ren turned to look at the tall black buildings: "This is really a desperate place."

"Perhaps, but at least it can survive here. The factory is the only option for most people. The wasteland outside is worse than the situation here," Ulanov seemed to sigh, maybe Just a smirk, "The only hope for" **** "here is to be taken away as a cannon fodder by a mercenary group. As long as they can live for a few weeks, they can live like an individual, and all diseases can be done. He was cured. Did you know that it is actually very simple to cure their lung and blood diseases, as simple as a nanotube cluster and 30 minutes, but this is the most precious resource on the Black Street, the ration is extremely limited, and the slums All of them are willing to exchange this treatment opportunity with everything they have-so I am still curious about the reason for Heaton ’s mutiny. When Nolan dragged him out of the slum, the guy ’s lungs were almost gone. Forty years of toxins and failed inferior nanomachines accumulated in the blood, a standard waste person, who missed the good age of being selected as cannon fodder, and Nolan gave him the chance to survive ... He eventually even betrayed. "

Hao Ren remembered Heaton ’s diary he saw and muttered in a low voice: "Probably was brainwashed."

"Brainwashed by the crazy ideas of the Rangers?" Ulanov sneered, "Oh, maybe it is possible, simple-minded guy." (To be continued.)