Simulation: Great Power Technology

Ye Zhou didn't know where he was, because he was not sitting in the back seat of the car. After leaving the bustling city, he was immediately hidden in the trunk by the man.

It was pitch black all around, and he almost fainted under the heat of nearly 50 degrees in the trunk, but luckily the car stopped after less than half an hour.

The man opened the trunk and pulled out Ye Zhou who was soaked in water. Until this time, Ye Zhou had no chance to observe the surrounding situation.

crowded.

This was his first feeling.

All the shacks are densely crowded together, and their cars are parked in an alley. Just a little opening of the door can completely block the entire alley.

"Where are we going now?"

Ye Zhou asked.

"right here."

The man pointed to the ground under his feet and replied calmly.

"I don't think it's a safe place."

Ye Zhou looked around vigilantly. Although he could not see anyone, he knew that in this gangster-controlled slum area, there were thugs with automatic weapons everywhere, and most of these thugs had received their order for the enemy.

The fake self in the hotel can't last long. Soon, these people will find that they have escaped, and then they will find the man's car and then find themselves.

At that point, it doesn't make sense for him to do anything else.

If a person goes to the most dangerous slum in Baxi, even if he shoots himself in the street, the ge company will not regard it as force majeure, because it is Ye Zhou's own death.

Seeing Ye Zhou's distrustful expression, the man smiled and said:

"Don't worry, as long as you enter my territory, no one will be able to find you."

"Your site? You mean this neighborhood?"

"No, I'm talking about underground."

"I know you're talking about the underground, but I don't think you are strong in the underground world----I am very self-aware of this, and the price I offered is simply not enough to buy an underground world. ruler."

Hearing Ye Zhou's questioning, the man shook his head, pointed to the ground under his feet and said:

"Sir, you misunderstood. When I said underground, I meant literally underground."

As he spoke, he instructed the woman beside him to lift a manhole cover not far away, then made a gesture of please, and continued:

"Now, welcome to the bottom of the real Rio."

Ye Zhou stared dumbfounded at the head emerging from the manhole cover, and asked in disbelief:

"So, what you said would hide me, that is, in the sewers?"

"Yes. But it's not just a sewer, it's a whole underground world."

"Now, don't hesitate, we don't have much time to waste. Get dressed, get down, and follow me to your goal."

Hearing this, Ye Zhou finally fully understood what the man meant.

In this embattled city, he has no more options.

As long as he remains on the ground and in the area controlled by the many forces in the city, it is impossible for him to arrive at the bidding site reserved by the ge company as planned. This is a carefully planned inevitability.

But even in such a situation, there are still some places that those people can't get involved in, or are disdainful to get involved in.

Such as the underground sewer system in front of him.

The cobweb-like sewers connected the entire city, and only through this way could he circumvent the obstacles set by the enemy and accomplish his goal.

Ye Zhou didn't hesitate, but directly took off his clothes and put the information in the waterproof bag that the man had prepared earlier. Then, he turned over and entered the underground world that the man said.

It was pitch black, this was Ye Zhou's first feeling.

He couldn't imagine that people could still live in such a place, but when the man who followed him into the sewers turned on his flashlight, he clearly saw those who were curled up on the dry ground in extremely small and shabby bedding. people.

These people may no longer be called real people.

Their eyes were dull and numb, like aliens in the dark.

"These people...are they living in the sewers all the time?"

Ye Zhou asked in a low voice.

"From birth."

The man's answer was extremely brief, but from these few words, Ye Zhou felt a deep despair.

What exactly created this situation? What is it that makes the bottom of this country relegated to living in filthy, snake-riddled sewers?

The answer is actually pretty obvious.

A trace of pity flashed instinctively in Ye Zhou's heart, but then, this pity was suppressed in his heart again, replaced by an extreme sense of crisis.

In fact, the most fundamental reason for the decline of the country he is in is energy.

Or, to put it more plainly, oil.

During the golden decade of the "Baxi Miracle", Baxi exported billions of barrels of oil based on the import substitution strategy and made countless profits. However, due to the lack of core oil refining industry technology, their economy was actually completely It can be said that it depends on the weather and the looks of the international oil giants. Once these resource giants think that their development threatens their status, they only need a small capital operation to lower the international oil price by a few dollars. The country brought disaster.

This is the hegemony of resources, or, in other words, the forced allocation of resources determined by technological hegemony.

For a long time in the past, the country has tried its best to resist this kind of suppression, and has also achieved basic results. However, at this time, the situation is about to undergo new changes.

The competition for international resources will gradually shift from the original fossil energy to a new energy based on electricity, and the core of the new energy is the battery.

Whoever can stand on top of this will be the future resource hegemon.

And once it fails, it is doomed.

Baxi's status quo is not impossible to appear in his own country.

However, this is also something he absolutely cannot allow.

Ye Zhou took his eyes away from the huddled figures and said calmly to the man:

"Lead the way."

The man turned around silently, followed by Ye Zhou, who started his difficult trek.

Corrupted, greenish stagnant water, mice that are even bigger than cats, cockroaches crawling all over the sewers, and the occasional bonfires raised on rough iron frames that are cooking without knowing the source. food, people.

These people have snow-white skin, and as the man said, many have lived in the sewers since birth and never left a single step.

Their eyes have produced a strange alienation, and even in the dark, they still glow with a cold light like a cat.

When the light of the flashlight swept across, the figures of these people were like evil spirits.

Ye Zhou has never felt such an impact. Even in the previous snow trek, he knew that if he took a wrong step, he would be frozen to death on the snow field. Here, he really felt a kind of pessimism.

Or fear.

He was scared.

If one day, we really fail, will many people be forced to move into the sewers?

Could that person be me?

Does what I'm doing now really make sense? If I can't succeed in the end, why should I struggle?

The harsh and claustrophobic environment further exacerbated his fears, and the deep, dark tunnel in the distance was like the throat of a behemoth that was about to devour him.

Several times, Ye Zhou wanted to stop and talk to the man, or else try another way and try to start from the ground, maybe it is not impossible?

What's more, I still have a lot of energy value, even if I can't do it once, I will always have a chance if I try a few more times.

He knew the withdrawal was wrong, but he couldn't put it aside.

Ye Zhou forcibly suppressed his thoughts, which made his mind almost in a trance.

However, just when he felt that he was about to give up because of such fear, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind, and the fear was instantly washed away, which even made Ye Zhou stunned in place.

This was the first time he felt such an effect.

The two innate abilities of "Resistant" and "Principle" took effect at the same time.

The shocks from claustrophobia, pity, and pessimism were all cancelled out, and the bottom line set by him abruptly but firmly dispelled all distracting thoughts:

"Bottom line one: the interests of China and the Chinese nation are higher than the interests of any other ethnic group."