“Those who were not selected were left in the outer city, doing most of the manual labor, and could only fight to pass the time.
"The only difference between inner and outer suburbs is the jobs that need to be done."
Lin Qingliu turned his head and looked into Ji Yongxing's eyes and asked:
"Tell me, am I right?"
Ji Yongxing nodded silently.
“So that’s the problem.”
Lin Qingliu sat back on the stool in front of the window and said calmly:
“Millions of humans suffer day after day in Hope City, hoping to return to their original homes one day, even if they will never see that day.
“According to their words, it’s just a hopeful life.
"Do you hope to make your research public and cause the entire Hope City to collapse in one day?"
Ji Yongxing covered his head, not daring to think about the consequences of doing so.
"So in the final analysis, your model is just a cold thing that calculates the results based on known information. A genius like you is actually affected by your own creation. You are a rare failure among the 'Creators'."
The boy raised his head and wanted to refute, but found that the psychiatrist had stood up from the window, looking down at him and said:
"Besides, your parameters are too incomplete. Many factors are not taken into account at all."
"...Like you?"
Ji Yongxing asked back in a sarcastic tone that only young people have, but Lin Qingliu answered seriously without caring:
"For example, the Lord who created everything."
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