Chapter 04 Civilians

The different levels of identification cards determine the class of urban life under the rule of the association. The nobles use the level restrictions of identification cards to live a life of superiority under the slogan of "abolishing the aristocracy and restoring equality among citizens".

The identification cards sent to the branch are carefully examined by experts. They are certainly not stupid enough to use the card swiping method to verify the authenticity. Once consumption, the mysterious nobles will definitely show it.

What level is this never-before-seen prism card? There are also high and low distinctions among the nobles. High-level cards can hide identity information from low-level ports. Unless it comes to the most serious situation, no one will really think of using this card for consumption.

Moreover, the act of swiping the card would undoubtedly give the other party a handle. If they really wanted to protect a civilian, they would never dare to offend them. However, thinking of the location of the room related to the plan, they dared not neglect it.

The team responsible for the investigation was withdrawn. They lowered their heads and exposed themselves to the scorching sun. No. 5 stared at the identification card in the room not far away. He had never thought that the noble family had such a great background. Not only did the test fail completely, but it also caused a big trouble.

Seeing the experts surrounding the identification card for research, the vice president of the Xiangshan branch of the Security Foundation was anxious, and all his anger was vented towards the few people.

While he had someone sprinkle syrup on the men, he released his favorite pet, the fire ant, and was satisfied with the men's fearful but immobile attitude.

After all, they were still a capable team, and when the ants crawled to their knees, he was about to call a halt.

"A whole team of elites can't deal with a cripple." His cruel eyes swept over the knees of the men, "Should I make your legs crippled like him, maybe... you will become useful?"

His excited eyes made the men physically uncomfortable.

At this time, the secretary walked to the atrium and said softly, "President Chen, the test results are roughly confirmed."

"Oh." Business was more important. Chen Xichao followed the secretary back to the room with regret. As soon as he entered, he threw himself into the sofa, and his whole body was untidy.

"What is the result, true or false?" He took the juice handed over by the attendant and took a long sip in front of everyone.

Several experts stood upright beside him, and one of them took the lead and began to read the results of the appraisal: "...The probability of the test being true is 99.9%."

"Puff..." Chen Xichao, who was drinking the juice, turned his head in disbelief. "Confirmed?"

"The probability of the test being true is 99.9%." The expert repeated calmly.

The cleaning lady walked out of the passage and started mopping the floor. Chen Xichao put down the half-drunk watermelon juice in his hand, walked to the table and picked up the certification card that he had never had. The test report below was also used as a stepping stone, showing that a certain mineral resource was recovering and the key mining point had been confirmed.

"Since it is confirmed to be a good thing, I will give it to my brothers first..." He looked at the card with a gorgeous light in fascination, then looked at several people warily, and put it in his pocket along with the test report below.

The attendant wanted to stop him but did not dare to step forward, and could only watch him stride towards the most prosperous shopping mall in the upper city.

At this time, ordinary small shops in Xiangshan were facing unprecedented challenges.

Siming has changed his clothes from yesterday and is now wearing the new clothes that Zhou Ye had made overnight. The style has changed but the pattern is still a prism with multi-faceted light refraction. The colors are richer than yesterday, and the embroidered threads will emit strange light when he walks.

He is wearing an ancient costume that everyone thinks is extremely expensive. His white hair is loosely tied with a headband, but he is pushing a small, broken wheelchair on the street, looking left and right as Zhou Ye wishes.

The small bag next to the wheelchair was soon filled with worn-out books and other items that looked like garbage, as well as a brand new photo frame.

When Zhou Ye was excited, he would compare the clothes on the street to Siming.

Seeing that he bought ready-made clothes from big shops and could be purchased at dozens of certification points, the shop owners looked up at the sky in shame. The difference in the materials was already extremely obvious. The clothes that were originally considered sturdy and durable were like heaven and earth in front of the custom-made ones that were made of the best materials and were carefully sewn.

But Zhou Ye didn't think so. With a smile on his face, he would ask the arrogant person in everyone's eyes from time to time: "Do you like this?"

He shook his head most of the time, but everyone noticed that once Zhou Ye gestured at him with the same clothes twice, the person who seemed to be uninterested in everything would take a closer look at the clothes.

"Buy it if you like it." This was probably what he replied.

Because of Zhou Ye's good temper, the people who had been hiding from him before gradually gathered around and tried to talk to him. Seeing that no one refused, everyone relaxed.

Siming didn't comment on this, but just pushed Zhou Ye quietly, and no one dared to talk to him.

At this time, a man who had eaten melons before suddenly noticed that the jade ring on Siming's hand was missing. His not-so-small eyes rolled around in an instant. He glanced and saw that it was on Zhou Ye's hand, in that place with special meaning.

He quietly pulled up an acquaintance next to him and signaled with his eyes. The man looked back and forth and understood the deep meaning.

It may take a long time for profound knowledge to spread, but a piece of news with explosive points can be spread almost instantly. Everyone present quickly learned about it. For a while, the atmosphere became very strange. Everyone looked at each other but no one spoke.

Watching Zhou Ye, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin face, from a distance, an old lady could not help but say: "Xiao Zhou has really grown up now. He actually made some good friends in college."

"That was his personality before that made people like him!" The person who said this was an old man with white hair and beard. "If he had the ability, he wouldn't have to be polite. But now..."

"If he wasn't like this now, I would want to introduce him to someone." Someone said sourly.

"Don't say that. Didn't he help us a lot in the past?"

Xiangshan City was built with the Security Fund as the lead. The upper city nobles were responsible for investing funds. When everyone moved in, they were basically pioneers with very equal and open ideas. Although the economy was weakened after the mines were mined, the ideas were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. There were no restrictions on gender in marriage.

"Indeed," someone started, and the topic was instantly opened. Men, women, old and young squatted in a corner not far away and whispered, "Who of you knows where that noble is from?"

"It's... Yun... that side." A master obviously understood a lot and spoke briefly.

"It's very likely. There are no nobles with light hair here."

"Online dating? The Alchemy Network is so developed now. It is said that other cities are fully covered. If I didn't have to accumulate enough certification points to apply for it, I would have wanted to move away."

"Who proposed to me in person? It must be someone Xiao Zhou met when he was an exchange student."

Siming could hear their whispered conversations. He was able to control his expression well, but he couldn't help but laugh.

Zhou Ye's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he covered his cheeks with his hands, but Dan Liyun on his left still exposed his smile. What were these uncles and aunts talking about? But, what was his personality like before?

Is it very different from now?

He turned around and got closer to Siming, looked up at him, and tried to see what kind of image this vest had in their minds. His fingers unconsciously played with the drooping pure white hair.

Siming then stopped pushing the wheelchair.

After finding a cool spot, he lowered his head and slowly looked back at the original body, so that he could more easily entwine the hair around his fingers. The two of them always did this at home, just like when people can't help but subconsciously entwine their fingers.

The light flickered through the lush branches and leaves and fell on the overlapping bodies of the two people. Siming's light blue pupils reflected the original body like clear spring water. He was standing but gave people a sense of gentleness, like a cheetah being caressed by its master and enjoying intimacy.

Zhou Ye covered his lips with one hand and played with his silver hair with the other hand, his face hidden in the shadow of Siming's body.

The little girl watching nearby was not as smart as the other elders. She blushed when she accidentally saw this scene. She didn't know who to tell, so she could only take out the mobile phone her parents bought. She was not very proficient in using it, because Xiangshan City had only recently introduced this kind of alchemy product.

"Sister, the brother Zhou I told you about before [photo][photo][photo]" She originally wanted to send it privately, but her hand shook and she merged and sent it to the large group playing games.

"Oh my god, thank you sister!!" The reply appeared in the group instantly.

"What a great thing! I want to see it too." A group member quoted the reply, "wcwcwcwc are you crazy? Silver-haired upper-city noble x black-haired sickly commoner, it smells so good!!!"

"Is this something I can see without paying? I zoomed in like crazy, the silver color and texture are super good! It doesn't look like a wig, family members, it's the real thing!"

"Which one is Brother Zhou in there? Which one is it? Tell me, sister, I beg you for a [red envelope]"

"What's next?" Quoted reply, "You can pay, pull me in."

"I looked at the photo information, it's not photoshopped. It's definitely not a wig, which playboy is harming the lower-class kids, the one with black hair looks so pure..."

"Don't worry about whether it's real or not, let me ask first: what's next?!!!!"

-The group administrator has withdrawn a message.

"No? Who is a good person who would withdraw such things? The group administrator is usually as quiet as death, but now he comes out to make trouble?"

"I didn't see it! Has anyone saved it? I want a [red envelope] of the original picture."

- The above will be banned for three days. Discussions involving nobles and associations are prohibited. We are a pure gaming group. Violators will be kicked out.

"Huh?!!!"

"No, you are the one who took the lead, right?" "

It's hard to resist. I thought it was a cosplay, but now it doesn't look like an act."

"Send it to other groups immediately and ask me to forward it."

Zhou Ye was daydreaming, but suddenly a plastic little flower came out and shouted, and the shock value was rising wildly, asking him to continue working hard.

He came back to his senses and looked around. Except for a girl who was blushing from playing with her phone, there was no one around. Even Siming had a rare look of doubt on his face.

Zhou Ye's original goal was to get information from Siming in the vicinity and show the previous monitors how close he was to the vest to avoid further harassment. Who knew there would be such a surprise?

But he didn't know the reason, and Zhou Ye was still uneasy. Finally, he signaled Siming, and the two of them walked towards the nearest person, ready to ask a few questions, but the girl saw them and ran away as if she had seen a flood of beasts.

At the same time, the plastic flower reminded that there was enough energy to build a small scene and to proceed to the next plan. Zhou Ye had to suppress his doubts, silently memorize the girl's face, and go home first to make a long-term plan.