During social activities, the psychics formed close-knit communities, thanks to the shared topics and ease of communication afforded by their chips. However, when ordinary people tried to integrate, they often felt inferior and excluded due to their chip differences, making it difficult to truly establish equal and genuine relationships. This day-in, day-out, pervasive unfair treatment pierced the hearts of ordinary people like an invisible blade. It further deepened the divide between psychics and ordinary people, gradually dividing the base residents, who should have been united, into two opposing groups. Ordinary people began to harbor envy and resentment toward the psychics, believing them to be a privileged class enjoying unfair treatment. In turn, the psychics, in this estrangement, gradually developed misunderstandings and contempt for the ordinary people, believing them to be incompetent and lacking ambition. The once harmonious atmosphere of the base vanished, replaced by mutual suspicion, accusations, and conflict. This deepening divide, like an intractable wound, eroded the base's foundations and plunged the entire community into an atmosphere of tension and insecurity.

Over time, the unfair division, like a seed buried deep in the base's soil, gradually took root and sprouted, ultimately leading to a growing conflict. In the psychic area, the superior living conditions fostered arrogance and indifference. They began to turn a blind eye to the plight of ordinary people, even expressing contempt for them in their words. "Those ordinary people just don't have the ability to live like that," these words occasionally rang out among the psychic, like sharp thorns, piercing the hearts of the ordinary people. In the ordinary area, the hardships and injustices of life fueled their anger. Every time they saw the stark contrast between the prosperity of the psychic area and the desolation of their own, their anger grew. "Why do they get to enjoy everything while we have to struggle in this hardship?" These angry cries grew louder and louder in the ordinary people's gatherings. Once, at the base's resource distribution center, ordinary people and psychics clashed fiercely over a scarce medical resource. The ordinary people believed their loved ones desperately needed the resources to save their lives, while the psychics, using their chip privileges, sought priority access. Neither side yielded, and the exchange of words escalated into a physical altercation. This conflict served as a spark, igniting long-simmering tensions. At work, ordinary workers noticed their promotions were constantly being snatched away by those with special abilities, leveraging their chip advantages. They began to unite in protest, demanding a level playing field. The special abilities, however, believed they deserved it, escalating the conflict. Work efficiency plummeted, severely impacting production at the base. At school, the conflict also affected the children. The special abilities' children, citing their superior conditions, mocked the ordinary children, leading to fights. Parents gathered at the school, accusing each other of corruption, and the campus, once a place of joy and happiness, became a battlefield of bickering and hatred. Social life was completely divided. Gatherings hosted by special abilities refused to allow ordinary people to attend, while those organized by ordinary people were hostile to those with special abilities. The once coexistent and supportive atmosphere was gone, replaced by antagonism and hatred. The intensification of this contradiction, like an increasingly violent storm, swept across the entire base, turning the originally orderly life into chaos and filling the future with uncertainty and crisis.

In every corner of the base, the anger of ordinary people simmered like magma, poised to erupt at any moment. They watched helplessly as the psychics, armed with special chips and designated areas, enjoyed a myriad of privileges. Every time they saw the psychics easily accessing high-end resources and enjoying priority use of advanced facilities, their fury burned fiercely. An ordinary worker, exhausted after a day of heavy, low-paying work, walked through the psychic area. Seeing the psychics leisurely chatting in their comfortable surroundings, he unconsciously clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, exclaiming, "Why do they have everything while we have to struggle so hard to survive?" His eyes blazed with anger, filled with resentment at this unfair treatment. At the market, ordinary people struggled to sell their wares for a meager income, while the psychics easily secured high-priced orders using their chip privileges. An ordinary vegetable vendor, watching her psychic customers easily pay exorbitant prices for scarce ingredients while she herself struggled to make ends meet, her anger reaching a fever pitch. "Why is this world so unfair!" she complained loudly, her voice filled with frustration and anger. For the psychics, facing the misunderstanding and resistance of the ordinary people, they felt helpless. A psychic scientist, dedicated to contributing to the development of the base, was accused by the ordinary people of being selfish and only seeking profit for his group. He shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Everything we do is for the future of the base. Why don't they understand?" At the meeting, the psychic leader tried to explain that the purpose of the privileges was to better utilize the psychics' abilities and serve the base, but the ordinary representatives ignored him, simply seeing it as an excuse. "Our hard work and dedication are completely ignored by them, and they only see the superficial privileges. It's really frustrating," the leader said, his brow furrowed, his face filled with worry. At school, the psychic children tried to get along with the ordinary children and share learning resources, but the ordinary children misunderstood them as showing off and provoking. The child of the superpower felt extremely aggrieved and went home crying to tell his parents: "I just want to be friends with them, why do they hate me so much?" This emotional confrontation between the two sides made the conflicts within the base more acute, like a powder keg about to explode, ready to break out at any moment.

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