Within that base, sharply divided by strategic decision, people with special abilities and those without special abilities were forcibly assigned to distinct zones. The special abilities' area was surrounded by towering walls, topped with sharp barbed wire and surveillance equipment. Each gate was heavily guarded, strictly controlling access. The special abilities navigated this seemingly safe yet restrictive zone, feeling helpless and oppressive. The area for ordinary people seemed relatively small and crowded. Streets were narrower, and public facilities were scarce. Their living space seemed compressed to the extreme, making every step feel cramped and difficult. Once familiar friends and neighbors were now separated into separate areas, making communication and interaction extremely difficult. Meetings required numerous approvals, a tedious process that was exhausting. Even if they happened to meet on the street, they could no longer freely exchange words or hugs. Patrolling soldiers constantly monitored, and any infractions would result in stern warnings. Telephone and internet communications were also strictly monitored and restricted. Calls were monitored, and messages were passed with extreme caution, fearing a single misstep would lead to trouble. Children lost their freedom to play together, forced to gaze at each other from afar through the fence, their eyes conveying longing and concern. Those with special abilities wanted to help ordinary people with their problems, but were unable to do so due to regional restrictions. Ordinary people, wanting to express gratitude and friendship to those with special abilities, could only pray silently. Once bustling markets became deserted, as those with special abilities and ordinary people could no longer freely trade and interact. Cultural activities were also forced to halt, and once vibrant life became monotonous and tedious. These strict restrictions not only separated them physically but also built an invisible wall in their hearts, turning those once closely connected into strangers and alienated.
The area where psychics operate resembles a futuristic city, radiating advancement and superiority. Upon entering, the first thing that strikes your eye is the towering, modern buildings, embodying the latest building materials and design concepts, creating a sleek, technologically advanced look. The roads within the area are wide and flat, paved with a special, pressure-resistant material that automatically absorbs and converts the energy generated by psychics' movements, powering surrounding facilities. The streetlights lining the roads are not ordinary lighting fixtures; they are intelligent lampposts that automatically adjust their brightness and color based on the surrounding environment and human activity. The educational facilities are top-notch, equipped with a state-of-the-art virtual learning system, allowing students to learn a wide range of knowledge and skills through an immersive experience. The laboratories are filled with sophisticated instruments and equipment, allowing psychics to conduct complex experiments and research. The medical center boasts cutting-edge medical technology and equipment, providing personalized, precise treatment for psychics. Comprehensive rehabilitation facilities are available, including specialized treatment cabins tailored to the specific physical conditions of psychics, enabling rapid repair of injuries. Leisure and entertainment venues are equally impressive, with large virtual reality game arcades where those with special abilities can indulge in adventures and challenges in a virtual world. There are also dedicated training centers equipped with a variety of high-tech training equipment to help those with special abilities continuously improve their abilities. In stark contrast, the areas for ordinary people are characterized by their outdated and shabby buildings, low-rise buildings, and cramped conditions. The roads are narrow and bumpy, creating a dusty dusty landscape on sunny days and muddy mud on rainy days. School resources are scarce, with worn-out classroom desks and chairs, outdated teaching equipment, and a lack of multimedia tools. Laboratories only have basic equipment, failing to meet students' scientific needs. Medical centers are rudimentary, with insufficient medicines and a limited number of doctors, making many advanced treatments and technologies unavailable. Leisure and entertainment venues are few and far between, with only a few small parks and rudimentary sports fields, failing to meet people's diverse entertainment needs. This significant disparity in resources and facilities overshadows the areas for ordinary people and inadvertently exacerbates the imbalance and conflict between the two regions.
"We're like birds trapped in different cages, deprived of the right to fly freely." These words, laced with sorrow and resignation, uttered by an ordinary person, resonated deeply with the crowd. In the ordinary area, faces were filled with profound loss. An elderly man sat on the shabby threshold of his home, his gaze fixed on the towering buildings of the superpower area in the distance, muttering to himself, "Once, we all lived under the same blue sky, but now we're separated by this ruthless division. Even glimpsing the scenery over there is a luxury." His dry lips trembled, and tears welled in his cloudy eyes. A young mother, cradling her sick child, unable to receive adequate medical care, choked with sobs, saying, "My child deserves better medical care, but because we were sent here, he has to endure his illness. Is this fair?" Her eyes were filled with anger and despair. A group of workers gathered, their once-hardworking hands now helpless due to a lack of work opportunities. One worker, shaking his fist in anger, said, "We've worked so hard and poured our sweat into building this base, but now we're being deprived of the advanced facilities and resources. What's this?" At school, children gazed at the shabby classrooms and worn textbooks, their hearts filled with a thirst for knowledge that couldn't be satisfied. A little girl timidly said, "I wish I had a school like the one in the psychic area, with beautiful classrooms and a wealth of books, but here we are, feeling the future is bleak." In the streets and alleys, conversations were filled with dissatisfaction and protest against this unfair treatment. "We're part of the base, too. Why are we being treated like this?" "This so-called division is relegating us to the cold, depriving us of the chance to pursue a better life." They felt forgotten by the world, abandoned in this shabby, impoverished corner. Their former hopes and aspirations for the future were now shattered by the harsh reality. A sense of loss hung like a dark cloud, suffocating their lives, while anger at the injustice simmered within them, waiting to erupt.
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