Suppose the disgraced class of soldiers and civilians are 'aristocrats', then the people who want to kill him are almost the same as the woman just now?

How did the aristocrat know that Jiang had a rebellious heart? According to the tone of the soldiers and civilians, these people will not even come down, let alone care about the work of the workers and people.

With doubt, Ren Yifei came into the public bathroom with a bucket in his arms.

These bathrooms are very much like modern public bathrooms, with cubicles with a Scald metal pipe for showers and large baths.

He went to the innermost cubicle.

Scald washed down, flushing the mud off his face and melting the plant adhesive from his forehead. He touched it for a while, raising the gap in one end of his fingernail to make the water more exposed to the plant adhesive.

When the broken corner fell, the mud on his face was washed away, revealing the soft and pale face of Jiang.

This kind of adhesive does not seem to have done much damage to his skin because it means that he has touched the bonded part and does not feel comfortable.

After he washed it for a long time, there were more and more people in the bathroom, and behind him came the sound of other people taking a bath, and some people wondered, "Why does it smell like a pariah?"

Ren Yifei applied soap calmly.

With the dirt on the body a little bit clean, the body comes with the natural plant aroma of soap, and no one outside asks why there is a bad smell. He wiped his body clean and his hair was half dry.

There is a thick leaf in the dirty clothes. Ren Yifei tore open a little bit and the translucent mucus flowed out. He glued the broken corners back and fixed them in a few minutes.

Then he changed his clothes, took out the piece of paper made from the wood pulp that Jiang had come into contact with, wet it a little with water, and applied it carefully on his face.

"are you ready?" There's a man behind him.

Ren Yifei pressed a piece of paper on his face and said, "all right."

He turned slowly and soaked the paper affixed to his face. At the moment of light and shadow change, he turned into a familiar face, and there was a corner on his forehead.

When you come out of the bathroom, you have to pass through the hall where the children play, where the children run and play, while others talk, laugh and chat.

They didn't take the episode of the previous two girls to heart.

Or get used to it.

These men and women with the characteristics of wild animals show off at the bottom, but they are equally humble in front of the 'aristocracy'. One action is right, and it is thrown directly into the bottom.

Is that how people on the ground floor with disabled ears or scars on their foreheads come from?

"Gucheng, go to deliver the energy block with Yuanyi later." A soldier came over and patted him on the shoulder. "Hey, why are you getting shorter?"

Ren Yifei was slapped by this, and his chest became stuffy and coughed: "ahem, have you grown taller?"

"have you grown taller? Forget it. Forget it. You put your clothes away and go with him to deliver the energy block. It's our turn today. "

Jiang's figure was tall and thin, only a little shorter than Gucheng, which was not obvious. His face and voice were right. The soldier had no doubt, and he urged him to put his dirty clothes back quickly.

"send it to the laundry room later, and the untouchables will do it."

Ren Yifei kept a straight face and did not speak. Now the paper on his face was about to dry, and it would not be wonderful to split it too much for a while.

Back in the room, Ren Yifei urgently treated the 'paper film' with plant juice to make it stick to it.

Illusion is such a hassle. If any medium is used, the medium can only be paper.

After taking care of the things on his face, he came down, and the man pushed a cart and waited patiently.

They left the nest on the second floor and only took a few steps. The man turned around and asked Ren Yifei, "Why do you think you are strange today?" Strange. " His eyes gradually glazed over.

"Yoshima is your friend Tanichi, do you understand?" Ren Yifei had blood in his eyes.

"understood." He responded blankly.

There is a special cube collection place on the ground floor, where two workers work. As soon as they see the two of them coming, they respectfully get up and open the door.

Of course, the living conditions of the workers in this position are better than those of others, their clothes are made of finer material, their skin is better, and they have a touch of arrogance on their faces.

This arrogance is not directed against these 'high classes'.

The two men in charge of collecting the black cube took out a box full of black cube and put it on their wooden cart.

"your excellency, this is today's harvest."

The workers were careful, while the soldiers around them raised their jaws and answered coldly, "mm-hmm."

Ren Yifei finally saw the appearance of the legendary cube, which is a black cube the size of a fingernail, without any gap, just a cube.

He picked up one, and the diamond was made of metal, but it was much heavier than the gold one.

Ren Yifei was very curious about how to use this thing, and as a result, the soldiers who accompanied him also knew that they were errands, not much better than the workers.

The only thing that is certain is that many of the things they eat can only be obtained through this black cube. Then these materials are sent down layer by layer, and at the bottom, there is basically nothing left.

If the workers have to work hard to find the Black Cube in the wild, they can only get a little return in the end. People on the floor only need to untie it, and they can get a lot.

Technology, knowledge, and material are all monopolized, with the influence of deep-rooted ideas. Resulting in the present state of complete fragmentation.

I feel that this duplicate world is like an extreme variation of feudal system, chaebol or academic tycoons, and it seems that the world has naturally evolved into what it is today.

The sense of disobedience is very serious, but it is the same as the type of 'isolated island'.

Ren Yifei's thinking is so inspired that he has thought of the world of wearing books and movies and even Truman.

Looking down at the black cube in the maze, it is very heavy, so the smaller one is about three or four kilograms.

Ren Yifei looked up and saw the workers standing there, all lined up with little harvest.

The worker who delivered the goods smiled and flattered: "look at the two pieces sent by the beggar. Can you change some medicine?"

"I see, two pieces, right? Where's the job number? "

He quickly reported the job number, six figures.

Is that the string of numbers of wooden cards? Ren Yifei guessed.

The consignee opened the book and quickly wrote down: "go to the back to get the medicine, next."

There was nothing to see in the place where the Black Cube was collected. Ren Yifei and Ren Yifei pushed the cart away. The box was heavy, the wheels seemed to be made of wood, and they pushed slowly.

Along the way, the soldiers and civilians next door were once again strengthened their hallucinations and had nothing to say about Ren Yifei. On the other hand, the paper on Ren Yifei's face was completely dry, and it was glued to his face, and he didn't speak any more, so as not to crack his face.

They walked through the second floor and climbed into the third floor. As a result, the third floor was the destination, and the third floor was the delivery room and nursery.

The fourth floor is their destination.

To get to the fourth floor, you need to go through a not-so-long corridor. Ren Yifei saw rooms on both sides, with pregnant women living one by one. Looking at their difficult movements, it seems that they are about to give birth.

He saw that some of these pregnant women were workers, some were soldiers with animal ears, and only the aristocrats with wings were not on their backs.

At the door of some parturients stood men, who seemed to be their husbands, stuffing food into them. Most of the people who do this are workers, and the men are as thin as wood, and so are pregnant women.

They lack nutrition, and the pink luncheon meat can only keep them alive.

Through this curved corridor, walking to the center, you can see the spiral staircase. At the entrance of the staircase, there are two tall and strong soldiers who can go to the fourth floor after identification.

As he was about to walk to the center, he heard the baby crying, which was on the other side of the corridor.

After checking the metal plate, they carried the cart down the stone steps to the fourth floor.

As soon as we got to this floor, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the soldier in front of him, who was joking all the way, bowed his head and laughed as he spoke.

Two rows of armed soldiers stood in the doorway, and the leader raised his eyelids and looked at them and waved to show that they could go in.

The soldier who pushed the cart was familiar with the road, so he pushed the cart carefully to the central position.

At the center is a cylindrical room, large and tall, with no glowing plants and minerals for lighting-electric lights, one of the hallmarks of modern civilization.

The people walking inside were all soldiers and civilians, standing in front of rows of machines, showing the light in mid-air.

"this is today's energy stone." The delivery man respectfully removed the box, didn't even step in the door, and pushed the cart away.

Ren Yifei was dead all the time, just following this soldier, he did whatever he did.

With his head down and Ren Yifei pursing his lips, it was very difficult to suppress the shock in his heart.

Glowing screen, virtual input, three-dimensional imaging.

This material civilization still stays in the copy of semi-primitive society, but something similar to computer has already appeared.

He just glanced at it, but the screen, the way it was typed, was the computer. And it is an advanced product that surpasses the civilization of Ren Yifei.

The workers and workers are still using inefficient and crude manual labor to earn what they need for survival. The standard of living is not as good as that of the serfs before liberation, and the poor people even use computers.

"where do the aristocrats live?" Ren Yifei asked the 'companion' who was controlled by the illusion. He thought that the 'aristocracy' was the power and beneficiary of the whole system. However, the Black Cube and the materials produced later were under the control of the soldiers and civilians.

That's subtle.

He thought of the shogunate era in Japan, in which the general was the de facto master and the emperor was a symbol.

"on the fifth and sixth floors." The companion answered blankly.

"Don't they work?"

"of course nobles don't need it. They eat, drink and play every day and enjoy the best of everything." The companion said as a matter of course. From his attitude, Ren Yifei probably knows that this is what everyone thinks.

Aristocrats just don't have to work, just eat, drink and be merry. Well, that sounds wonderful.

On the way back, Ren Yifei relieved the illusion of this person, and the person's brain will automatically repair these gaps.

They returned to the second floor, and Ren Yifei returned to the house of Gucheng.

Now he has time for thorough cleaning. In the bedroom, Ren Yifei found several books that Jiang longed for, but he was cherished, but casually threw them on the floor to cushion the corner of the table.

The content of the book is a fairy tale.

Their gods chose them from among the animals and identified them as God's elect, bringing them warm shelter, health and plenty of food.

The direct descendants of God, they identified as aristocrats, the aristocrats were responsible for communicating with the gods, blessed their tribe, and allowed the race to continue.

The rest are both soldiers and workers according to their physique. Both soldiers and workers exist to serve the aristocracy.

Ren Yifei confirmed that this myth was handed down by aristocrats in order to establish their transcendental status, and the myth was adapted based on certain 'facts'.

Fairy tales can be roughly divided into three types.

One is a demand of the people. What they see but do not understand, they are willing to make up myths and legends when they desire but do what they have learned. It is similar to Hou Yi shooting at the sun and Chang'e rushing to the moon.

One of them is mixed with real history, in order to praise the existence of someone and something, such as Dayu flood control, Shennong taste all kinds of herbs.

There is the last one, which is spread by the rulers in order to ensure their status. They may be creating new myths, or they may be adding illicit goods to the original myths.

Ah San's caste system and mythology combine very well.

He knows exactly what kind of situation this myth is, or all three.

After reading a mythological book, the food began to be distributed over there.

Ren Yifei put on a new paper mask for camouflage and came downstairs.

The food is no longer unknown luncheon meat, but clear coarse bread, fried steaks and boiled vegetable soup. The soldiers and civilians began to enjoy their dinner. after eating, they threw aside their plates and cleaned up together.

Worried that Jiang's stomach would digest the food, Ren Yifei ended up eating only a little bread and steak torn into small pieces, drank a little soup, and poured out the rest.

The quality of the dinner is mediocre, but the quantity is enough, some people pour it out after eating rice, and no one says anything.

The workers and people are asking for quantity, but the 'quantity' here has been solved, but the 'quality' is still good enough. The aristocracy of the upper echelons must go further, both in quality and quantity.

Then until 11:00 he stayed up with the same thing on his mind: how to enter the world of the higher class npc and find out.

What on earth is going on with those advanced civilized products?

Is the aristocracy the highest class?

What is the Black Cube, where did it come from, and what's the use?

He has too many questions waiting to be answered.

All these anomalies are waiting for a complete and clear truth. It is only for his own curiosity, but also for Jiang, who is born to be decided on the future.

He must know the truth of the world.

At 11:00, the information is updated on time: [first night: males. ]