Overturned Tower

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When Ringo first arrived at Tongshen Island, he felt a strong discomfort.

Almost the exact opposite of sun-drenched Isla del Sol.

It's really dark and gloomy here.

Even the narrow and crowded third disc will never affect the light of the residents. The idlers there who have nothing to do like most is to bask in the sun on the beds and chairs leaning against the street.

Thothrin will never deprive anyone of the right to bask in the sun. Even criminals who are imprisoned can apply for one to two hours of sunshine every day as a rest. The tradition they left behind regards the sun as a sacred thing.

They believe that people will get sick if they don't bask in the sun, and trees will rot if they don't bask in the sun. Even metal prosthetic bodies should be taken out to dry in the sun, otherwise the yin entangled on them will easily drive people crazy—yes, they regard sunbathing as a way to prevent cyberpsychosis.

Although the Cyber ​​Church has never advocated the belief in the sun, such and such folk customs have always been circulated in Sun Island.

Only those who have gone to school will know that this is absurd... But after they have gone to school, they will no longer have any contact with those fools in the third disc. But even so, Sun Island scholars have never refuted this folk belief.

In other words, they are also enjoying and nostalgic for the dim sun above the gray dome.

And Tongshen Island is another extreme.

It seems to be telling how degenerate and filthy the city will become after losing the sunshine... Remember the website m.xbequige. com

It was 2:30 in the afternoon when they arrived at Tongshen Island.

This point can be said to be in the afternoon, but at least it is not far from noon. But after they disembarked from the airship, they just walked a few hundred meters in one direction at random, and then they were submerged in the dark steel forest.

The sunlight above the head is almost completely blocked, only a little needle-like light can be seen between the overlapping metal skeletons like thorns and tree crowns.

And they look so pale, dim and powerless against the backdrop of neon lights.

Instead, there are neon signs everywhere.

Red, purple, green, pink, blue...

In the dim streets and alleys, these signboards shined as best they could, exuding a dazzling glow.

Either extremely strong contrasting colors, or high-frequency flickering, or flashing to dazzling lights;

As well as the obscene advertisements on the large screen; and the startling and brainwashing advertisements that are played repeatedly with Tuhai music.

It is a poor means of advertising just to attract the attention of others, even at the expense of disturbing the people, so that all kinds of streamers are reflected on the faces of passers-by, turning them into different colors, and even constantly changing.

The seductive crooning sounds accompanied by canned laughter, and the sensational saxophone and the vibrant electronic music disrupt the atmosphere formed by each other.

The crappy comedian on the left screen looks like a clown, wearing a suit one size too big, saying hello to his girlfriend's parents in a stuttering voice, and at the same time, stuttering out the brand name, which happens to be another bad joke; On the side screen, a young man in a suit with a well-proportioned greasy face reads a long series of advertisements at a high speed with his mouth borrowed for a minute and anxious to return them.

Going forward, the middle-aged lady on the left side is full of jewels, introducing her own jewelry, and at the same time contemptuously belittling the users of "off-brand jewelry". Opposite her is a shop selling "affordable jewelry". The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl enthusiastically introduced the luxury offer of buying two and getting three free for a limited time. Although it was a pre-recorded commercial, it happened to be divided into one sentence at the moment, as if the women on the two screens were arguing in a strange way.

The passers-by on the street have long turned a blind eye to this noisy scene.

At most, they put their hands in front of their mouths to focus their voices to make their voices clear when they are on the phone; or they reach out to cover one ear in trouble, trying to hear what the other person is saying.

Two or three o'clock in the afternoon... There are really not many people on the street at this time. The people who come and go are all office workers who are busy with their business. You can also see some young people riding jet skateboards and passing through the middle of the road at extremely dangerous speeds. When they pass by, they will pat them on the shoulder. It's like a prank greeting.

"It's really... too depraved."

Lin Po frowned: "The walls along this street are covered with green moss marks, and the street is full of garbage... There are even graffiti painted on the walls with highlighters!

"I even smelled rancid. The city is poorly lit and too humid, that's what it is. These cold neon lights don't really bring dryness and warmth."

"Neon lights do not bring dryness and warmth, but at least they can illuminate the way."

Russell just shook his head and gave a gentle negative word.

Ringo didn't think so.

But with her good professionalism, she obviously didn't intend to quarrel with Russell.

So she took the topic directly, frowned and looked at the steel city that she thought was undoubtedly "degenerate, debauched, and ignorant", and asked, "Where do we start from?

"Why don't you ask a passer-by first?"

Hearing this, Russell couldn't help laughing.

Ringo asked with some dissatisfaction: "What's the matter? Did I say something stupid?"

"Ah, it's nothing. But what should I say... I think it should be soon..."

Russell was vague.

But just when Ringo wanted to ask the riddle cat next to him what he wanted to say.

But a skateboard kid flew past her, slapped her **** the shoulder, and pushed her staggeringly.

"-Yo!"

He yelled so loudly that the jet ski twisted and swiped and disappeared into the crowd.

"What is he doing!"

Ringo was suddenly pushed, and his tail frowned in shock.

Her face was full of displeasure: "It's really rude—"

"You should be thankful that you didn't bring anything that could be easily stolen."

Russell, who was walking beside her, said leisurely: "Otherwise, it's probably not on your body now.

"In other words, you should also be thankful that this is on the street. Otherwise, maybe you didn't push you just now... but put a sharp wire snare around your neck."

"…Why?"

Ringo frowned: "I look like the kind of person you hate?"

While talking, she subconsciously followed Russell into a dark alley.

On the other side of the alley, there is still a bustling crowd~www.readwn.com~ Even in the afternoon, it is quite big.

But at this time, Russell suddenly stopped in the middle. He stretched out his arms to wrap around Ringo's shoulders, motioning for her to stop.

"Of course it's because we are outsiders... We were discovered the first time we came in."

Russell said softly.

Against the light, three tall and thin figures appeared at the end of the alley.

Ringo turned around vigilantly, and found that there were also two people blocking the alley in the way of retreat.

Less than twenty minutes after getting off the empty boat, the two of them were blocked in an alley.