If Earth had encountered this scenario back then, viewers would probably have immediately realized that the Chosen Ones were trapped in an information cocoon.
Information cocoon, as the name suggests, refers to the phenomenon where, under the influence of big data, people's attention is gradually guided by content that interests them, eventually making them feel as if they are wrapped in a cocoon, unable to access more things that they are not interested in but still exist.
AI will push content based on what the chosen ones are interested in.
However, due to the advanced technology in the smart city, this situation has become even more severe—the chip is directly connected to the human body, and it can grasp the changes in a person's mood through the secretion of hormones in the body. It can also obtain the gaze of the human. No matter how much the chosen one does not say it, the artificial intelligence knows very well what the chosen one likes and dislikes.
Because of their different worldviews, Cheng Zhu could only marvel at how advanced the technology of this world was, enabling a group of living people to disappear right before her eyes.
"This copy is indeed completely different from Future Star."
Cheng Zhu was still reeling from the shock of learning about this for the first time, and he maintained his own thoughts: "Too much of a good thing is bad. Extreme peace is also full of falsehood... but it's still much better than the war on the future planet. Compared to a world where you might die on the battlefield or be bombed by missiles, there's no doubt that living in a beautiful world planned by others is just losing a part of the true face of the world."
"Hmm, you might have misunderstood something." Yin Zhu scratched his head. "I'm not saying which of these two worlds is better; quite the opposite, they both have their own problems. You should have noticed the darkness beneath the peace of this world, right?"
Thinking of the nobleman he had seen today, Cheng Zhu nodded thoughtfully: "You mean that Gabriel who was high on drugs?"
“There’s a saying in my hometown: ‘If you see one cockroach in your house, it means there are hundreds of cockroaches living and eating with you.’ This principle applies to many places as well.” Yin Zhu winked at her.
"For example...drug use was a common phenomenon among the nobility?"
Cheng Zhu instantly understood what she meant. In fact, there were very similar sayings in the Nine Provinces.
"After all, the technology in this world is very advanced, which can weaken their addictiveness as much as possible. The addictiveness of drugs is largely physical dependence, so it is very difficult to quit. But when humans discover that there is no danger and only pleasure, do you think the nobles will become addicted to the mind?" Yin Zhu left half a sentence unsaid. If Cheng Zhu had really stepped forward at that time, he would probably have smelled a greasy and unpleasant smell.
Even if she didn't tell Chengzhu, his intelligent mind would figure it out over time.
After all, no one chosen by the power of the rules is a fool.
This is something Yin Zhu discovered after she took charge of the instance—the power of rules is a kind of power that requires intelligence as a foundation. It is invisible and intangible, and the ineffable race born from it is also in the same form.
Rules can be manifested through material things, or they can become implicit rules through thought.
Although it is meaningless and unspeakable as a higher-dimensional existence relative to Earth, for the unspeakable race itself, they may simply be feeding and expanding their race.
Of course, Yin Zhu doesn't rule out the possibility that he might be just having fun.
Even cats have the interest to play with their prey to death. The arrival of the rule-based supernatural tales is not only eroding other worlds, but also "cooking" them up.
Just like the intelligence that Blue Star had previously compiled, it is unspeakable that after a world is polluted to a certain extent, the pollution of the forbidden zone will suddenly be removed, leaving only countless barren lands, giving the original inhabitants of the planet a chance to breathe, and beginning to provide special assistance to some of the original inhabitants, thus prompting the emergence of the world's own unique rules.
It wasn't that He suddenly had a change of heart and realized His error, but rather that this planet was experiencing a final burst of light before it died.
The power of the rules has long since seeped into this last piece of land, and the Unspeakable is waiting for the right time to transform this bleak world into the replica it desires.
Can we save Earth, but at the cost of sacrificing other worlds to sustain our own lives?
Even if I were to die, I would be completely powerless to stop other beings of the same kind from continuing to wreak havoc on other worlds. In fact, other worlds might set their sights on Earth again. Many things are not as simple as they seem.
...Anyway, there's always a way. If it's something that can't be said, I shouldn't starve to death if I go hungry for a meal or two, right?
Unaware of Yin Zhu's inner turmoil, Cheng Zhu, focused only on whether he could successfully pass the test, pondered Yin Zhu's hint: "So, it's best if I avoid contact with nobles, right?"
A group of addicts who can quit drugs at any time through technology probably add those things to their food and drinks.
They have money and can deal with the negative effects on themselves. Christine is just a little girl with no parents. If she gets addicted to this kind of thing, she won't even know if she's being sold off.
"You could say that. Speaking of which, if you had chosen the Diplomatic Etiquette Society, a noble senior would have invited you to a high-end club for dinner and served you a bottle of red wine with an extremely addictive flavor." Yin Zhu solemnly recounted what she had seen in the history of this instance. "Although they might be 'in good faith' to give you a good time, suburban immigrants who become addicted and can't afford the rehabilitation drugs will probably have to behave themselves from now on."
The "good intentions" that Gao Wei mentioned made Cheng Zhu feel a chill run down his spine.
She had seen videos of addicts during training, watching them hallucinate and believe their loved ones wanted to harm them, watching them attack passersby in a daze like zombies... In the history of Kyushu, this type of drug once greatly weakened the country's military strength. Even though that history is more than a hundred years away from the era of Chengzhu, it does not prevent Kyushu from showing the terrible consequences of drug addiction in its regular safety education and training for children.
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