Chapter 531: Tiekou Divine Calculation
Chu Tonglu came as fast as he ran away.
After drinking, he took the money and slipped away, probably to enjoy the nightlife - for the third ring [Transcendence], activities that are "energy-consuming" in the conventional sense are not You may feel a little tired after a week of intermittent fun. Before leaving by the way, Chu Tonglu told Song Shi sadly.
“The corporate alliance is having too much fun, so I, a native of the East China Sea, will rebuke me angrily!”
Pa——
The hot air hit his face.
Fortunately, it hasn’t rained recently, and the wind was just a scorching heat, but it didn’t make me feel stuffy.
“Well, it would have been nice if I had grabbed the macro-state light energy matrix at that time.”
Song Shi stood by the bar and raised his head. It was strange that the sky was spotless and the night sky was clear.
It was misty.
After that battle, [Fubo Energy] took a long time to withdraw and recycle the "macro-state light energy matrix" that had shrouded the Rokal Plain for decades, allowing this land to return to the abundant water it had a thousand years ago. Fertile soil.
However, Fubo Energy was defeated and withdrew immediately. However, what Enlightenment faced was a city in ruins waiting to be revitalized.
Except for the inner city, which maintains warm weather all year round, there is no need to worry, but the outer city of Casting Light City needs to be greatly modified.
Wind, frost, snow and hot environment of 30 degrees above zero, the changes to the city are far more than just changing the indoor air conditioner or removing the electric heating device from the jacket.
The simplest infrastructure facilities, such as those ubiquitous high-voltage lines, have very different application, performance and maintenance standards brought by two completely different environments.
Strictly speaking, the Enlightened People had a team in charge of preparing the specific urban transformation plan long before the city was captured. However, at that time, most of the Enlightened People's energy was focused on how to defeat Fubo Energy, and there was no shortage of internal ambitions. Pessimistic and oppositional members.
When the Battle of Forged Light City ended, many people couldn’t even believe the battle report. Did we really fucking win? !
Under such circumstances, the so-called "New Zhuguang City" renovation plan has naturally been stumbling and making little progress.
For more than a year, Enlightenment has invested a lot of manpower and material resources, revised the renovation plan several times, and made major infrastructure adjustments for the "New Light City", even attracting a large number of engineering contractors to settle in. Some were demolished and new ones were built.
Thanks to the superior technical advantages and mature supporting services of the enterprise alliance in the field of engineering, the appearance of Zhuguang City has changed drastically in just over a year. The disadvantage is that after this big movement, it caused environmental pollution, which is still a problem for the time being. In a state of circulation dissipation.
However, after the Enlightenment's attention is withdrawn from the construction of the people's livelihood, defense and economic system of the New Light City, they should find ways to improve the environment.
No matter how bad the environment is, it will not be worse than before when we often bumped into corpses frozen into ice sculptures while walking.
"Brother, do you want to tell your fortune?"
A call interrupted Song Shi's wandering thoughts.
Song Shi stopped and unknowingly arrived at the entrance of a quite lively alley.
In the gap between a bunch of food stalls, the windshield covered with neon strings trembled. There were fourteen big words written on it, "There are infinite numbers in the universe, I know all about the blue sky and the underworld." There was a mobile phone on the stand next to it. The live barrage scrolls in real time, but the refresh speed is obviously not fast.
Song Shi opened the small folding bench and sat in front of the stall: "What algorithm? Do you want me to write a word first?"
The stall owner behind the plastic table was a lean man. A young man with messy curly hair and a short-sleeved jacket. When he saw someone coming, he immediately beamed.
"Let me ask in advance, do you mind if I have a live broadcast?"
"Uh-huh."
The stall owner glanced at the live broadcast barrage, and several "Song Shi?" barrage suddenly appeared on it. He didn't pay attention, crossed his hands and supported his chin.
"Relax, brother. I don't engage in feudal superstition."
"Oh?"
"Well, let me ask a few questions first, brother, you are halfway If you feel offended or don’t want to say it, just skip it. Of course, I still hope you can tell the truth as much as possible about the accuracy of my fortune telling results.”
“Okay, just ask.”
"Is your father still alive?"
"Gone."
"Where is your mother?" "Gone."
" My condolences, but now we mainly focus on fortune telling." The stall owner kept talking, which was quite perfunctory. It is normal to have no parents these days: "Then I will continue to ask, are the brothers married?"
< br>
"None."
"What about the partner? Both the opposite sex and the same sex count."
"None."
"Sexless or nothing?"
"None."
Next, the stall owner asked some bits and pieces of questions.
"Okay, I have fully understood your situation."
The stall owner put down his hand and looked serious.
“Did you know that the suppression of vitality is the suppression of sex, and the liberation of sex is the beginning of spiritual liberation.”
“In fact, sex is just the most basic physiological need of human beings. , their culture and yours have given it too many additional meanings, and ultimately made this meaning build a high wall, and many dogmas have bound us. I completely understand your problem, brother."
"It seems I haven't raised a question yet."
"No, brother, your question is too big. Believe me, if you don't want the gap in your heart to open into a ravine, you have to listen to me."
"Are you happy? No need to say false and confusing words, I understand, you are You will definitely not be happy. The pleasure of sex is the purest, strongest and most enjoyable. I have never seen anyone who has a harmonious and enjoyable sex life. But you don’t have a partner, you don’t have sex, you don’t have sex, you don’t have sex. There is no need to say anything behind it.”
The stall owner’s tone was sincere.
"Obviously, the reason why you resist sex and suppress this impulse is because of your parents. You are so young and have no father. You lost your sense of self when you were mentally immature. Or, let your mind be unbelievable and tend to the eternal and everlasting Incomplete. You don’t have a mother, which kills your budding sexual impulses. Those disguised inner desires for opposite-sex parents have nowhere to vent, and you are at a loss. The profound impact of the collapsed family structure continues to this moment, rooted in Your heart.”
"Speak humanly."
"You want to have sex with your mother."
Song Shi smiled.
"Which fortune-telling method did you learn from? Divination? Yi Gua? Four Pillars of Numerology? Prophecy Interpretation?"
The stall owner waved his hand: "Did you talk about feudal superstition? .”
"Come on, let me tell you the truth. I know everything I have learned. I see that you suit my taste and I am interested in you, so what if I make an exception and sell you a set?"
The stall owner took it out from his seat. It was a small book with a line of small italic characters on the spine that read "Complete Explanation of Psychoanalysis".
"One price, one thousand, two hundred credits."
Song Shi took it and put some force in his hand, but it didn't move. The other end of the book was pinched hard by the stall owner.
“A book costs thousands of dollars, don’t you want to give an explanation?”
"Ahem." The stall owner lowered his voice: "There is a membership card inside. It is a treatment institution that cooperates with me. It is guaranteed to solve your problem of sexual repression. Their role-playing services are very good."
" Well, by selling it this way, your treatment facility is probably not a formal one. Does it have a business license?”
Song Shiliang took out the data pad in his pocket, which contained the police phone number of the Security Bureau. As a fourth-level psyker, Song Shi's authority is indeed slightly greater than that of enthusiastic citizens.
A siren sounded outside the alley.
“It’s better to leave without seeing him off.”
The fourth day after leaving.
Chakoluo’s communication is here.
(End of this chapter)