People today cannot see the moon of the past, but this moon once shone on the ancients. People today and ancients are like flowing water, all looking at the bright moon in the same way.
Although the two worlds are one hundred and fifty years apart in time, the moon hanging high in the sky seems to have not changed at all.
It is like a giant eye, always staring at the surface of the planet.
Since the beginning of humankind millions of years ago, it has witnessed every stupid thing humans have ever done.
The first humans were a group of naked savages who ate raw meat and drank blood.
But today's human beings are a group of barbarians who wear suits and call themselves civilized.
Apart from a lot of disguises in terms of expression, human nature and the laws of social operation have not changed at all in their underlying logic.
Chen Yan strolled along the streets of Qindao City and looked up at the moon in the sky.
The bright neon lights of the bustling city at night not only obscured the brilliant starlight, but also made the moonlight, which had always been extremely bright, appear much dimmer.
There are many pedestrians walking on the street, and vehicles on the road are still flowing.
The development of science and technology and the changes of the times have changed the living habits of many people, giving rise to a large number of night owls who are sleepy during the day and energetic at night.
This kind of custom is unimaginable, whether in the primitive society of the past or in the wasteland apocalypse of the future one hundred and fifty years later.
Because in that era, the danger level at night was often more than ten times that during the day.
Before heading to his destination, Chen Yan first sneaked into a large chain supermarket.
With the cooperation of "Hope", the entire infiltration process went extremely smoothly, and the internal surveillance was replaced with past recorded footage to ensure that his figure would not leave any visual records in the surveillance.
Although in this way, he can take advantage of the supermarket closing at night to buy a lot of supplies in the supermarket without paying any fees for it.
But this is the era he lives in, not a wasteland world.
Taking a few rubber gloves wouldn't be a big deal, as the value of the goods is low and won't cause any impact on other innocent people.
However, if one were to store a large amount of various supplies in the supermarket and put them into one’s own portable warehouse, the supermarket would suffer huge losses.
Even if his moral bottom line is not high, he cannot accept such behavior.
The existence of public order and good morals can effectively protect ordinary people and the weak.
In comparison, he would rather seek corresponding benefits for himself on the premise of abiding by social order and basic rules.
Of course, if someone wantonly undermines public order, good customs and moral bottom line, he doesn't mind using the same means to punish them. After all, his bottom line is so flexible and fluctuates.
It is pitch black inside the chain supermarket at night, but contact lenses have more powerful night imaging effects than night vision goggles.
'Hope' directly appeared in front of Chen Yan's eyes through the lens of the contact lens, indicating the route cursor.
This enhanced augmented reality effect made Chen Yan feel like he was playing a completely immersive holographic virtual game, except that the game was a little too real...
After successfully getting the rubber gloves he needed, Chen Yan quietly left the supermarket and walked leisurely towards his destination according to the route displayed by "Hope".
The distance is not very far. According to the time shown on the contact lens, it takes 26 minutes and 32 seconds to walk normally. It is a relatively new community that was delivered about ten years ago.
At that time, the housing prices in Qindao had not risen yet and were at a low point. The starting price of that community was only about 12,000 to 13,000 yuan per square meter.
Later, the skyrocketing housing prices made many ordinary people realize that after working hard all their lives, the money they earned might not be as much as what they could get from buying a house and hoarding it for two years.
As a result, many people's mentality became unbalanced, their values became distorted, and their already fragile judgment was completely destroyed. They all jumped into this seemingly grand carnival, and then were directly trapped at the high point of housing prices. They can be said to be the greatest heroes who took over for the country.
Do they deserve it? No, they are pitiful.
The essence of high housing prices is actually a capital game of pre-collecting taxes for the next thirty years.
It is true that many speculators have made a lot of money from this, but whether they are speculators or real estate developers, they have also borne almost all the blame for this.
Who led this grand national harvest?
Who emptied the pockets of most ordinary people, collected their income for the next 30 years in advance, exchanged these people's blood and sweat for piles of cheap reinforced concrete, and then squandered it?
The gentry's money must be returned in full, and only the people's money can be divided into a 30% and 70% share.
Can developers and speculators take 70%? 70% is someone else's...
But how can we take it all and use it like dirt and sand?
The pillars supporting the roof are more numerous than the farmers working in the fields. The rafters supporting the beams are more numerous than the women working on the loom. The heads of nails are more numerous than the grains of millet in the granary. The uneven seams between the tiles are more numerous than the silk threads on the body. The vertical and horizontal railings are more numerous than the city walls of the nine provinces. The hoarse sounds of the pipes and strings are more numerous than the words of the people in the market.
The above is an excerpt from Du Mu's Fu on Afang Palace.
History is a mirror, but unfortunately, when everyone looks in the mirror, they only want to see their beautiful and heroic side, but do not want to see their ugliness and dirtiness.
So history can only be a mirror.
With all these thoughts in his mind, Chen Yan arrived at the gate of the community.
At its peak a few years ago, the price of housing in this residential complex reached over 30,000 yuan per square meter. Even in the first half of last year, it was still around 27,000 to 28,000 yuan. However, this year, it has plummeted to 18,000 to 19,000 yuan.
Compared to the opening price, it is still up by about 50%, but compared to the highest point, it has evaporated by almost 40%.
This is a drop that is enough to turn many people from the middle class back into the proletariat in an instant...
Even though there is access control, for "Hope", to hack into this kind of system, isn't it enough to just connect to the Internet?
As soon as Chen Yan walked to the door, the gate of the community opened automatically, as if to welcome Chen Yan's arrival.
"Unit 1, Building 7, Unit 902... You said this house is under someone else's name, held on their behalf? Isn't Sun Fulin worried that the person holding the property will find out if he hides his money in the house?"
Chen Yan asked as he walked in the community.
Sun Fulin is Director Sun. Under the investigation of "Hope", the second-in-command of the Municipal Bureau has been stripped of his underwear. In Chen Yan's eyes, there are no secrets at all.
The Internet age has indeed brought unprecedented convenience to everyone, but correspondingly, it has also exposed everyone's privacy...
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