After agreeing with Ya's suggestion, Cheng Zhu logged into the "Smart City Network Community" that Ya had mentioned.
After the scene before them changed as if they had entered a learning space, they found themselves in a fairly spacious square. There weren't many people around, and robots were diligently cleaning the ground, leaving it spotless, as if it had just been installed.
Why do online communities still need robot cleaning?
Cheng Zhu suppressed his doubts, assuming that the artificial intelligence was just bored and looking for something to do, and looked at Ya, whose body had become relatively physical.
Ya grabbed Cheng Zhu's hand, the touch felt more real than in reality, as if someone were really holding her hand: "Ya has found out that the nobleman who runs the fresh food supermarket lives in the Chelsea district. Christine and Ya will go there and wait for about an hour, and then we will be able to meet the nobleman."
Mentioning the other person, Aya suddenly remembered something and whispered to Chengzhu, "He was originally a woman, but later became genderless because he liked angels in religion. When Christine meets him, she must call him 'Your Excellency the Messenger,' otherwise he will be very angry." To emphasize this point, Aya added seriously, "If he is very angry, he may refuse to become your guardian."
Oh, that's really serious.
Although Cheng Zhu had heard about the existence of "genderless people" before, he had never actually seen one in person.
She had seen other chosen ones from other countries, including one who had become a "mermaid," a member of a mobile indigenous aristocracy. This person wasn't so rich that they were male on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, female on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, and intersex on Sundays. They simply changed their gender each week depending on their mood, and felt uncomfortable if they didn't change their gender for more than a week. This made Chengzhu suspect that the artificial intelligence in these transgender institutions might have added some poppy shells to their surgeries.
After all, some unscrupulous restaurants in the future do this: to attract more customers, they secretly add addictive substances to the soup.
Later, during the national anti-drug campaign, a whole string of people were arrested, one of whom was near the orphanage where Cheng Zhu lived. It was fortunate that she was young and broke at the time, otherwise she probably would have been longing for that delicious-smelling beef soup.
A key reason why Kyushu took action against this was that a small number of drug addicts emerged in the armies of neighboring states that were allied with Kyushu, causing a breach in their defenses. Although many lives were lost before the tide was turned, it served as a wake-up call for Kyushu.
With the world at peace and technologically advanced, the problem of human addiction must have been solved long ago, right?
Since he had nothing better to do while waiting for others, Chengzhu wandered around the Chelsea area and eventually chose a small park where he could rest. He sat there and browsed the internet to see what people in the "future" liked to follow.
With such advanced technology in the future, people will probably see some very important things, right?
Cheng Zhu opened what was said to be the largest video website in the smart city, and easily found the playlist, looking at the most-watched video:
My dog can do backflips! I'm not kidding!
...As expected of a technologically advanced world, even dogs are stronger than dogs in my own world. It's terrifying.
Artificial intelligence, represented by Asia, pays great attention to the preferences of individual humans. Ever since Cheng Zhu showed obvious interest in certain things, he has seen a lot of related push notifications when he goes online.
[(Completed Novel) I was reborn, reborn into a noble family with a fresh food supermarket at home. From now on, I will have an endless supply of vegetables and fruits every day...]
Cheng Zhu's lips twitched slightly as she tried to express her feelings, unsure whether to laugh or complain. Ultimately, she decided to scroll past the recommended audiobook with a blank expression. She'd only chatted with Ya briefly during dinner, and now they were already recommending this kind of fantasy literature… It seems that a better life is every world's wish.
Cheng Zhu realized that if he relied on this random browsing, it would probably be a long time before he found the information he wanted.
She quickly looked at the search bar, and after the input box and cursor popped up, she typed in what she wanted to search for: "[How to treat narcotic drug abuse]". She didn't rashly search for "drugs", but used the more accurate term "narcotic drugs", after all, many addictive drugs were originally intended to be used as powerful anesthetics or painkillers.
Cheng Zhu wasn't sure if the word "drugs" even existed in this world.
Like another country in the future, although its population is less than 10% of the global population, it consumes nearly 80% of opioids, but in their language, "drugs" and "medicines" are the same word.
Suddenly, many relevant websites popped up in front of Cheng Zhu's eyes.
Just as Cheng Zhu predicted, the world didn't have that word; there was only a more neutral term like "medicine."
The top of the webpage was naturally filled with various advertisements, and upon full loading, a video ad they had produced automatically played: Dark clouds covered the sun, and countless people on the street slumped like zombies, clearly high on drugs. A gust of wind blew through the street, swirling up a few withered leaves, adding to the desolate scene. At that moment, a man in an inverted triangle shape, wearing a cloak and shorts, descended from the sky; the cloak bore the company logo. As the man produced a huge syringe from somewhere and injected each of them, the "zombies" instantly came to life, transforming into normal humans, and the colors of the advertisements became vibrant and bright.
What are you looking at?
Ya's voice suddenly reached Cheng Zhu's ears in a cold and eerie tone.
This time, instead of sweetly calling her "Christine," Ya used a sound that was somewhat closer to the unspeakable system voice.
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