...He wants to protect Su Mingan under the watchful eyes of everyone?
"Well, goodbye." Liming retracted his gaze and turned to leave: "I have already booked the service here, you can enjoy the night here."
After giving Alan the order, she left and blended into the night in an instant.
Alan's brows twitched and he felt very depressed.
But soon, several beautiful android maids came up and hugged his arms.
Elland's frown relaxed.
...Forget it, today is his day off, let’s just get through tonight first.
Dishes were made by machines and placed in front of him: rib-eye steak, top-grade foie gras, smoked salmon, raspberry mousse cake...
This cannot be said to be because the upper class is extravagant. As the speaker, he has contributed a lot to the operation of the city and his wisdom and strength. This is just an "equivalent" return.
The superiors enjoy the best food and do the most valuable work, while the inferiors conserve resources and reduce waste - this is the concept of "maximizing resources".
Very ideal and very reasonable.
Alande sat down on the soft sofa, noisy music brushed past his ears, as if he was sinking into a hazy dream.
In a daze, he was drunk and laughed.
……very nice.
This is the perfect city-state.
…
Su Mingan held the wheelchair and moved at an extremely slow pace.
The alleys were filled with cloth bags, scrap metal and other items in the corners, some drunkards were snoring, and the stench of garbage filled the air in the rain.
"…I'm so hungry. There's not much business today."
"…I didn't pick up anything, and I have to go out tomorrow."
Faint rustling sounds and people talking were heard, and heavy rain slid down Su Mingan's wet clothes.
Under the dense night, the warm light ahead is particularly obvious.
He got closer and found that it was a simple vending machine with a coin slot on the side.
Raindrops slid down the transparent glass, and he vaguely saw his face through the glass - his face was pale, his pupils were dark, and even his lips looked purple.
He felt dizzy and when he touched his head, his forehead felt slightly hot.
...It was already night and there was only an hour left before the night meeting. He had to hold on... a little longer.
“Bang—”
There was a slight sound, and when he touched the vending machine, a bottle of drink fell out, apparently a bottle that had slipped through the net from the previous buyer.
He picked it up and saw that it was a cup of hot orange juice. He could smell the orange aroma when he unscrewed the bottle, and the bottle still felt hot to the touch.
"Ah——" Just as he was looking at the drinks, a woman's scream suddenly came from the back of the alley, which was particularly creepy in the night.
Su Mingan turned his wheelchair and moved closer to the source of the sound.
He walked through the dense rain curtain and saw a man pressing on a young girl, stripping her clothes and punching her under the bamboo canopy.
The bright red blood spread outward along the bumpy pools of water.
"——I have worked so hard for so long, but because of an emotional monitoring, my position was permanently dismissed——but you bitches can easily exchange your bodies for money, don't you have any work pressure! Since you insist on judging that I am emotionally overloaded, then I will overload! There is no way back, my file is already dirty, I have already——"
The middle-aged man who was roaring suddenly heard the rutting sound of a wheelchair.
He stopped the violence, turned around, and saw Su Mingan not far from him.
"…It's you." said the middle-aged man.
Su Ming'an remembered the middle-aged man who was suspended from work due to emotional overload on the street and asked the inspection team for help. The middle-aged man was called Pulitzer Jamin.
At that time, the middle-aged man was still thinking about his wife and daughter, and was thinking about going home to eat after asking for help from the inspection team. There was still light in his eyes.
But now there seems to be nothing left.
Goodwill, conscience, morality, stability... under the intensification of what is judged as emotional overload... middle-aged people lose everything.
He became a real criminal.
The Dawn system's evaluation of him came true.
“Ha, haha, hahahahaha…”
Seeing Su Mingan in the wheelchair, the middle-aged man let out a creepy laugh.
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