Pioneering

When I got home, I met the woman who changed my life.

That was a young girl of 23 or [-] years old.

She has thick blond hair, white cheeks without any markings, and although her facial features are not very three-dimensional, they are quite soft and attractive.Her height is average, only about 1.7 meters, but she is strong and strong, and her movements are like a genetically modified third-level athlete.

A pair of clean work jeans showed that her legs were very well-proportioned, and a set of light cyan women's shirts looked like they were not often worn. It was awkward and made her twist around uncomfortably, and her body exuded a faint scent of magic stone powder and lubricating machine oil. A mixed smell, not unpleasant but not disgusting either.

I guess my "wife"'s profession may be related to repairs.

After all, the wife who could match this annoying guy like me couldn't be some great genetically superior person.

However, as long as it's not those literary and artistic workers that I hate, it's not bad.

Nowadays, the age of consent for marriage between men and women in the Yaxia Empire has been reduced from the age of [-] for men to [-] for women, set by His Majesty the First Emperor, to sixteen for men and [-] for women.

The explanation given by scientists is that in fact, the physiological development of black iron human men and women is almost completed as early as the age of 14. At most, men are a little slower by one or two years. His Majesty set it so late in the first place because he considered that everyone's psychological development is not enough. Complete.

But now, with the chip-assisted brain, the Yaxia Empire's national quality education is progressing very quickly thanks to memory transmission. Not only can the duration of education be greatly shortened, but the period of psychological maturity should also be advanced.

Therefore, they claim that it is reasonable to lower the age for marriage permission.

But it seems to be of no use. Everyone is like a donkey lying flat on the ground. Even if a hormone-stimulating potion that is beneficial to the national physical and mental health is added to the drinking water, they are afraid that they are too lazy to move.

It can be seen that His Majesty the Fifth’s “Fertility Management Plan” seems a bit redundant, and the population has not continued to grow.

On the contrary, there was a negative increase not long ago, and the birth rate has been on a very strong downward trend in recent years, with a rapid decline of 10% per year.

At this time, His Majesty the Fifth's "Fertility Management Plan" seemed to be clever again. After all, management not only covers growth, but also management of decline.

Soon, with the spread of management ideas that stimulate fertility, birth permits can also be applied for online, and the approval rate is no longer as low as before. As long as one of the spouses has a formal job, there is almost no chance of failure.

But it doesn't seem to have much effect.

So there was the "Marriage Matching Service Regulations".All those who are more than five years old than the age for marriage permission must follow the arrangements of the Municipal Population Management Bureau, participate in blind date activities regularly, and pay an activity fee every six months.

Ignorant fools and sly reactionaries nickname this event fee the "single tax."

Although I am a loyal supporter of His Majesty the Fifth, with my relatively good income as a thought police officer, I have to take public transportation to go to work, and this activity is really expensive.

This embarrassing experience at work this morning made me consider whether to find someone to get married first.If I don't have this expense, maybe I can own a pretty good "Unicorn X9". If I am more frugal, I can also buy a "Feilong Junchi M3", and maybe I can add a cute little one to my nest. Guy.

And I don’t hate the woman in front of me. Maybe I can talk to her.

I just don’t know why, but she booked the blind date in front of my house.

"Sir, can you marry me?" She pushed my hand away and bowed slightly.

I caught a glimpse of the "Anti-Sex Women's Rights Protection Medal" on her chest, and I felt a chill in my heart, followed by a feeling of disgust.

Now I also meet this kind of weirdo?

My heart feels cold.

I respect those female colleagues who work as hard-working as me. Even if they have to change the filters and buckets of the office water dispenser, they still ask to be included in the shift, for fear of being specialized, and they have written all over them: "I can do jobs that men can do." Capable and mature.

I tried to pursue one of these female colleagues, but unfortunately she always divided everything too clearly. Even if we had dinner together, she would take turns to determine the dining location, and AA would pay, which made it impossible for me, a "love tractor", to start.Unable to take precautions, he gave up.

But I don't like these crazy women at all.

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with her. I have something to do. Goodbye." After saying hello, I hurriedly opened the door and slipped in. I didn't even dare to smell the reassuring smell of "hard work" on her body.

"Wait, please open the door, please listen to me." She shouted while knocking on the door.

I huddled in the kitchen and cooked a passable dinner.

I couldn't stand her persistent knocking on the door, so I moved the dining table to a position facing the largest electronic device in the house. Because I was sure that this would allow my colleagues to protect my innocence, I invited her to an unpleasant dinner.

She said her name was Julia and explained to me the reason for asking for marriage.

His father is the genetic template of a "truck driver". However, after the emergence of autonomous driving, he has been unemployed ever since. He lives on a tight unemployment pension and drinks alcohol all day long. Not only can he not provide help to the family, but he also occasionally asks her for money. .

Her brother was a rare model of a "literary man", but she wanted to support him through his education at Wangli College with the salary of a "magic train maintenance worker", so she could no longer bear the "single tax".

That's why she approached me to have a fake marriage to save money on the mandatory blind date activity fee.

She wants me to get together tomorrow, show interest in her, and...

As for why she approached me, the notorious Thought Police detective, her reason was that it would be very easy for everyone to accept divorce if she couldn't stand the Thought Police Detective...

As long as two years later, after her brother graduates, she will be free. At that time, she will divorce me and pay me a "labor fee."

I've always had a thing for strong women, and I do want to own a car.

I asked her, isn't this kind of thing afraid of me?I can think detective!

She said she was a little scared, but she thought I was a good person.

I said, how dare she come to me about such a gray matter?

She said that she knew that the Thought Police's authority did not concern this, and she felt that after paying the "single tax" for so many years, I probably didn't want to pay it anymore.

I was moved... I really wanted a car, and I already had the purchase quota and car number. It was this "single tax" that kept me from getting started.

I agreed to her fake marriage application, and my colleagues all expressed their blessings to me. My ex-girlfriend also attended my wedding banquet with a serious face.

The "wife's" brother Lelas is a very taciturn man, not at all like the literati I imagined who were full of complaints about "correcting" history.

After getting along for a period of time, I gradually fell in love with this young, beautiful, virtuous, diligent, kind, down-to-earth and capable "wife".

When I found out that she actually joined that anti-sex organization to protect herself, and earn some hard money by doing physical work of setting up the venue for it, I became even more excited.

I started to really pursue her.Of course, on the surface, taking her for a drive, sending flowers and candlelight dinners are just common things we do when we are newly married.

No one would have thought that we would actually use two quilts when sleeping in one bed.

It is difficult for my colleagues to detect me through surveillance, because I know how to avoid the omnipotent "electronic eyes".

A year later, we became a real couple and submitted the "permission to have children."

My lovely daughter was born on the eve of her brother Leilas' graduation.

At that time, I had a happy family, and I was making progress in my career. I finally passed the rank assessment, and I was now considered a deputy police inspector. Although I still did the same job, my salary was much higher.

The government of His Majesty the Fifth favors civil servants with families.What a great job as a paycheck thief.

I was very satisfied with what I had at that time and was extremely grateful to His Majesty the Fifth and the Empire for it.

But I still have a lot of criticisms about the rude and ungrateful guy Lelas.

Facing his sister who worked hard to support him and graduate from college, that guy always felt a sense of distance. He didn't even invite his wife to the graduation ceremony.

After graduation, Leilas was hired to work for a church newspaper. He didn't tell us, but I found out from the surveillance screen.

However, I have a beautiful wife and lovely daughter, a job that pays well, a decent house, and a car. I am already very satisfied with my life, so just pretend that he doesn’t exist.

One day, I noticed that my wife was a little worried. I asked about it, but to no avail.

That night, she used sugar as salt.

My wife is getting thinner and thinner. She always hesitates to speak and refuses to speak when asked. I am extremely anxious.

I didn't know why until one day when I discovered Lelas' secret.

That guy Lelas is a thought criminal! ! !
He's reading some banned books, oh no, he's still writing books!
Write a book without permission! ! !

I instantly understood why my wife was worried.

But I don’t know what to do. Is it possible to arrest my brother-in-law and make my wife so sad that she divorces me?

I even know that if the Leilas incident happens, my wife will probably be implicated, and even I may go to the "Ideological Picketing and Psychological Counseling Department"...

There can be...

I was tossing and turning. In the chaos and mist, I seemed to see a bright Milky Way hanging on a towering tree. Something fell in the river and hit the root of the tree, causing a piece of wood to fly closer and closer to me. The closer...

When I woke up, I got good news and bad news.

Bad news, Relas was caught and my colleagues were probably on their way to my house.

Good news, I seem to have awakened some extraordinary extraordinary ability, a "life simulator"?
What an amazing simulator!
I relied on the ability of the simulator and my previous preparations to successfully clear our family of suspicion, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

However, during the retaliatory review process by my ex-girlfriend, my wife was disfigured.

I comforted my wife that now that the empire’s medical care is so advanced, I will soon make money to help her regain her life.

With the simulator here, I have this confidence!

My wife forced a smile on her face, and I knew that she was grieving for Leras... We just took a trip to the Thought Police Headquarters, and Leras could not escape from the "Ideological Picketing and Psychological Counseling Department", "Psychiatric Medical Treatment" control center"……

Unemployed, I discovered that even with a simulator, making money is not easy. In this empire where everything depends on the direction of gene editing, without proof of adaptation, it is really difficult to find a job.

Back then, before smart machines were used in cleaning work, even recruiting cleaners had to look at genetic templates!
I had no choice but to go to the Jueling Mountains to hunt monsters. This is one of the few "jobs" that doesn't depend on the genetic template. In other words, it's more like the unreliable bounty hunters and mercenaries I looked down on at the beginning.

There is no way, my lovely daughter is a rare template for a "natural wizard". Although the empire has exempted all citizens from ten years of free education and has chip-assisted brains to assist learning, the wizard academy directly under Wang Li is the one that truly cultivates wizards. A place for talent!

The colleges directly under Wangli are not included in free education.

And my wife, who also lost her job because of that unfortunate Lerras, I promised to restore her beauty...

Relying on the ability of the simulator, I walked on the edge of life and death. Not only did I quickly make a fortune, I also became a second-level warrior.

The successful research on the Celestial Realm warrior's skills is a rare achievement in various fields that have been almost stagnant for so many years in the empire. The price was the "sacrifice" of a famous ideological criminal who was reformed.

If you are willing to spend a lot of money, you can still hope to obtain the second-level warrior skills.

It's just a technique for third-level Dharma Realm warriors. It is said that it is still under study, and it is not known whether the royal family has succeeded.

After the "baptism" of thought and the embarrassment of unemployment, although my love for the empire has greatly declined, I have never thought of any bold actions.

until……

One day, I returned home with my harvest, but my elf-like daughter was missing.

Only his wife, covered with scars, lay dying on the ground.

"Mauston, run! I'm sorry for you, they... they are coming!"

It turns out that the worried wife came into contact with the "banned books" and was beaten as a suspected thought criminal.

And it just so happens that the empire has recently proposed a "socialized parenting" proposal, and is in need of children to verify whether it is beneficial to the empire's talent cultivation and population optimization...

The children of thought criminals naturally...became the first batch of experimental subjects.

I dare say that my wife’s access to those banned books must be related to her vicious ex-girlfriend. Otherwise, why would she have the opportunity to see those things?

My sweet daughter was used as a guinea pig.

Anger, full of anger!

The whistle of the Ideological Security Department vehicle sounded outside the window, which I was all too familiar with.

I exhausted the power of the simulator but still could not save my wife and escaped with serious injuries.

Soon, the "Population Lifespan Management Regulations" were promulgated, and the wife's father was treated as waste.

My adoptive father was also targeted.

Thought surveillance!

Marriage match!

Permission to give birth!

Socialized parenting!
Population cleanup!
And that ridiculous genetic modulation...

Everything was like a ball of fire, gathering in my heart and bursting out suddenly!

All the things that I used to appreciate submissively were shattered on the ground, leaving only a place of fuel, which made the fire in my heart burn even brighter!
I just want to break all these, all, all shackles!

From many rebellious partners, I learned a term called "freedom".

Then let me, Mauston, take back freedom for everyone!
Get my daughter back too! (End of chapter)