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When Chu Ge left the Extraordinary Association, it was already the beginning of the night.

Light rain began to fall in the night sky. The raindrops refracted the neon lights and the flickering flames on the glass curtain wall, creating a colorful mist, making the high-rise buildings look like they are located in a beautiful fairyland on earth.

This is a wonderful sight that Chu Ge has never seen since childhood.

Half of it is due to the increase of particles in the air caused by the revival of spiritual energy, which constantly refracts, diffracts and reflects various light sources, making the colorful light criss-cross, which is equivalent to a super-large-scale kaleidoscope, which can outline an incomparably gorgeous picture.

The other half comes from a variety of neon lights using new immortal cultivation technology, super giant display screens, and electronic fireworks arrays composed of drone groups.

There are even some street performers who are suspected to be cultivators, their fingertips jump lightly, and there are rainbows, like ribbons fluttering in the wind, slowly rising in the slanting wind and drizzle.

Chu Ge sat on the back seat of the taxi, leaning his head against the window, staring at the window, between the drizzle and the fireworks, this familiar yet unfamiliar city.

In the past year or so, his hometown has really changed a lot, so much so that after only fighting underground for more than a month, many blocks on the ground have changed beyond recognition.

The original landmark skyscrapers were quickly overtaken by rising stars that have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain; next to the largest chain restaurant group in the past ten years, more refined and brilliant signs have been erected one after another; "Magic Treasure Market", a large-scale theme playground founded by the Cultivator Club, and all kinds of new companies, new markets, and brand-new entertainment methods that Chu Ge could never dream of, are really like fragments in a kaleidoscope, vying to jump into his world The eyelids made him dazzled and dizzy.

Overall, the benefits brought by the revival of spiritual energy to Lingshan City far outweigh the disadvantages.

Now, the citizens of Lingshan have gradually become accustomed to the shock brought by the revival of spiritual energy, and learn to live in harmony with the time traveler and the awakened person, and enjoy the various benefits brought by the ever-changing world.

On the market, there are satisfied and hopeful faces everywhere; through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the scenes of taverns and restaurants full of people and laughter; People who are moving forward lightly in the middle of the day, preparing to go home for a reunion, enjoying a beautiful night, everything is so peaceful, peaceful, happy and beautiful.

Seeing all this, the corner of Chu Ge's mouth couldn't help but evoke a faint smile.

But,

There is always a lingering phantom in the back of his mind, which makes his soul faintly tingle.

No, not one, but ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million.

It was a picture of a million Rat Tribes waving swords and flags, roaring and rushing towards the swarm of insects, killing the swarm of insects until their blood flowed like rivers, both of them were injured, and they fell down in pain in a fragmented posture.

Chu Ge knew that this was his obsession.

It was the little personality "Long Tongue" that was produced when his soul got into the mouse's body, leaving behind a ray of obsession.

Although his obsession is not as deep as that of Bai Ye, it is still like a sharp fishhook, hidden under the cerebral cortex, pulling his brain nerves from time to time, sending out a faint tingling, reminding Chu Ge not to forget its existence.

As a result, a strange cross-sectional view appeared in front of Chu Ge's eyes.

It seemed that there was a huge blade of nothingness that split the entire Lingshan City in the middle, allowing him to clearly see everything from hundreds of meters above the ground to hundreds of meters below the ground.

Five hundred meters above the ground, there is a light show formation composed of countless drones, dancing in the night sky of Lingshan City every night, forming a variety of magnificent, thrilling, exquisite patterns, in this way praising the Earth Alliance The tyranny and the greatness of human civilization, and deterred the cultivators and magicians who had just traveled to the earth, and urged them to register with the relevant departments as soon as possible.

Three hundred meters above the ground is the viewing platform on the top floor of the row upon row of skyscrapers, most of which are opened up as expensive high-end restaurants, where luxuriously dressed dignitaries and new rich like Chu Ge can listen to the melodious music With good wine, looking into the distance, you will have a panoramic view of the splendid bloom and the beautiful night view of the city.

One hundred meters above the ground, most of the surfaces of high-rise buildings are equipped with new neon lights and luminous glass curtain walls using Xiuxian technology. The entire building can be turned into a three-dimensional wrap-around display screen for playing various commercial advertisements and entertainment programs. .

Although there is suspicion of light pollution, it also makes Lingshan City full of a sense of the future far beyond the 22nd century. It looks like a super metropolis that came out of a sci-fi movie. I heard that not every block in Tianhai City can be done. It is so splendid and prosperous that the citizens of this city are very proud.

One meter above the ground, there is a three-dimensional road network full of traffic, bustling streets, and happy people.

Ten to fifty meters below the ground is an underground three-dimensional transportation network where the tunnel boring machines are working at full speed without stopping.

At present, there are only three subway lines in Lingshan City, but according to the plan of the "Special Zone", the number will increase to fifteen in the next ten years, and there may be nearly thirty underground rail transit lines in the next fifty years, serving as skeletons and blood vessels. Greatly expanding the scale of Lingshan City, this former small coastal city will grow into a real super metropolis in the next hundred years.

The above are what ordinary citizens refer to as the "human world" that is peaceful, peaceful, prosperous, and beautiful.

And look further down...

Fifty meters below the ground is a monitoring and defense network carefully constructed by the relevant departments of Lingshan City and the Earth Army.

As far as Chu Ge knows, there are a large number of surveillance probes, infrared warning systems, infrasonic alarm and attack systems, and triggered high-voltage power grids. There are also countless remote-controlled crawler-type armed robots patrolling day and night with high vigilance.

While ensuring that no snakes, rats, rats and ants can easily drill into the ground, this defense network is also like an iron wall, dividing the ground and the underground into two insurmountable worlds.

The Rat Clan thought that as long as they fought to the death with all their brains, they could win the favor of the "gods" and rise to a beautiful paradise one day, bathing in the sunshine between the blue sky and white clouds.

It's a pity, at least until now, their "gods" are a group of ruthless, hard-hearted existences, no matter whether they are evil insects or loyal rats, once they cross the limit, they will be killed without mercy.

Now, and perhaps forever, their dreams are just dreams.

But the Rat Clan was ignorant of all this.

One hundred meters below the ground is the main battlefield where the Rat Tribe and the Bug Swarm are bloody fighting.

While the people on the ground were enjoying delicious food and wine, immersed in joyful songs and laughter, the Rat Race underground was screaming hysterically, and rushed towards the deformed and ugly enemies, gnawing each other's flesh and blood together with the enemies. Turn both sides into bloody, fragmented flesh.

When the air above the ground is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, and reflects the brilliance of neon lights, large LCD screens and drones, like ripples of a rainbow, the air underground is full of filth, rancidity and strong odor. The smell of blood, reflected by the dark luminous moss, besides the steaming blood miasma, is the yellow-brown poisonous mist.

When the children on the ground are learning human civilization, friendship, kindness, justice and strength in an environment with bright and clean windows; but the children under the ground are just born and cannot even open their eyes. Be instilled day and night not to be afraid of sacrifice, not to be afraid of pain, to dedicate everything to the supreme gods!

Perhaps, among these children, those who are more intelligent are considered to have the potential to further awaken their wisdom. They can learn the ability of language and writing in a relatively comfortable environment, understand more principles, and live for a longer period of time in a relatively safe manner. .

And most of the children with clumsy brains can be stuffed into tin cans after half a year, and handed out crude spears one by one, which become qualified consumables, and in the name of the gods, send them to die.

On the ground are high-rise buildings, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the world is happy.

Under the ground is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the eternal battlefield, and Shura hell.

Chu Ge feels that the beautiful new world he originally envisioned where "human civilization and rat civilization communicate sincerely, cooperate with each other, and build together" is definitely not like this.

Knowing that he was suspected of being unsteady, Chu Ge couldn't help but think about the little obsession of "long tongue" in his heart. The Lingshan City in front of him is so prosperous and beautiful, but this time is quiet and beautiful. Is part of the prosperous world built on the bones of the Rat Race?

Even without considering the illusory moral issues, can this heaven built on hell really be stable for a long time?