After exiting the 'changing room', they still did not arrive at the residential area but another large area that looked like a train station platform. The shape of this area and the pillars that stood in it were similar to the one that they had passed earlier. These two areas were probably built from two different levels of mirrors.
At this point, the air around them was already comfortable enough for a normal person like Hank to breathe. After passing through this place, they walked down a winding corridor. The path opened up, and the three finally arrived at the inner part of the Village of Heavenly Blessing.
For the two players, what they saw before them was indeed a wondrous sight. Orange-Yellow light shone down from the sky. Looking up, one could see layers upon layers of cloud-like vegetation forming the sky. The height of the vegetation could be estimated by looking at it. It was roughly the distance from the underground to the top of the canyon. The sunlight did not seep in through the gaps in the vegetation but filtered through the vegetation. This layer of vegetation was like the ozone layer that was unique to the Village of Heavenly Blessing. Of course, what they saw was no longer a natural product. This layer of vegetation had been modified multiple times by the people who lived there over the past several centuries. This layer of protection was the lifeblood of the village, so it had to be stable and safe.
As they walked forward, they could see the neatly arranged roads and the low buildings that looked the same. There were not many people on the street, and they were all wearing the same clothes. The men's clothes were similar to the ones that Hank was wearing, and the women's clothes were similar in style, but the color was brighter.
By then, Feng Bujue and Blade Runner had already removed the helmets of their protective suits and left them inside the changing room. They tightened the necklines of their protective suits and turned them inwards to ensure that the clothes they wore inside were not exposed. Even so, they were still quite conspicuous.
To give a more vivid example, two fifth-grade students came to a first-grade classroom. They were wearing different school uniforms, and they were taller … But they were still wearing their school uniforms, and they didn't dress up like Conan to go to school. Therefore, the villagers only looked at them curiously and did not scream or attack them with hoes.
"The person who designed this city sure has bad taste. Even robots would not live in a place like this," Blade Runner commented.
"Haha … What did you think this place would look like?" Feng Bujue asked.
"When he said village, I thought it was a place like the Shire." Blade Runner said, "I didn't expect it to be like this … It's like a formatted slum." He sneered. "The real slums are better than this. At least the buildings and people there are …" He couldn't think of a word to use.
Feng Bujue continued, "She has character."
"Yes, personality." Blade Runner said, "Look at these guys. They live in the same house, wear the same clothes, and use the same things … Honestly, aren't you guys afraid of getting lost?" He turned to ask Hank.
Hank replied, "Every road has a number. It's easy to find."
Blade Runner shook his head and sighed. "Alright."
"At least they still have freedom in terms of hairstyle. The leader didn't arrange for all of them to have their heads shaved bald. Only the cadres are allowed to keep their hair," Feng Bujue said.
Flashes of Sword really did get it, and he replied jokingly, "A congratulatory message from Immortal Phoenix Academy …"
The three of them walked for a while and met two street patrols. The two of them were wearing slightly different clothing styles and colors. They wore epaulettes, had long boots, and were armed with a catapult and a metal shield.
"Stop," one of them called out.
Feng Bujue and the others stopped and waited for the other party to come forward and ask them questions. Blade Runner was fearless. He just looked at the other party with a gaze that was neither servile nor overbearing. He stood there silently. Hank, on the other hand, was so nervous that he didn't dare to speak.
"Why did you come in wearing protective clothing?" the patrol asked.
Feng Bujue replied, "Erm … Sir, our clothes are damaged."
"Damaged?" The man glanced at Feng Bujue suspiciously. "The clothes are in the box in the changing room. How could they be damaged?"
"Sir, they were accidentally caught by the metal door of the filter layer," Feng Bujue replied.
"Oh …" the man replied skeptically. After a few seconds, he said, "Then go to the supply department and get a new set as soon as possible."
"Understood. Thank you for your concern, sir!" Feng Bujue replied.
The two patrolmen looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and left.
Blade Runner laughed. "That attitude of yours … You've watched too many domestic TV dramas. It's like an underground traffic officer meeting a national army on the street."
"As long as it works," Feng Bujue replied.
Hank looked suspicious. "That's strange … They actually believed it. How could the clothes be caught by the metal door of the filter layer? We filtered the layer first and then changed our clothes. If they were caught, they should have caught the protective clothing, right? "
"Yeah, but how did they know?" Feng Bujue said. "They're not scavengers."
"Oh, right! The patrols should have never left the village, "Hank said as if he had suddenly realized something.
"You even thought of something like that?" Flashes of Sword interrupted.
"In a social system where classes are distinct and insurmountable, where everyone has their own job and doesn't interfere with each other, aside from the upper class, a certain group living at the bottom has no way of knowing the details of another group's work." Feng Bujue said. "The scavengers can't know what dishes are served in the patrols' cafeteria, and the patrols can't know how the scavengers use the changing room. So, I just have to give them a random reason. Do you think they'll immediately take out their phones to Google the specific process of the scavengers returning to the village? "
"Well … Because of the shielded words, please allow me to praise you with 'cunning'," Blade Runner said. In his heart, he was actually using the word 'despicable' to describe it.
"Well, Hank, you see, there's nothing to worry about. We can handle it very well." Feng Bujue turned to Hank and said, "Now, before you report to your superiors, take us to visit your village."
"But according to the rules … once the scavengers return to the village, they have to …" Hank's words were naturally interrupted by Feng Bujue.
"You've already brought two outsiders into the village. Why do you still care about the rules?" Feng Bujue said. "If you go to report now, the two of us definitely can't follow, because your superiors will know that we're not scavengers. We don't have time to wait for you to report to your superiors before we act. Besides, I don't feel comfortable letting you act alone. If you betray us or reveal a flaw, then the thing that no one wants to see will happen … a battle.
Also, if you bring 'outsiders' into the village, it's undoubtedly a capital offense. I don't think your superiors will care whether you're being threatened or not, and they won't listen to your explanation. So, if you plan to sneak away from us and then inform the patrol, not only will it lead to the deaths of your fellow villagers, but it will also be difficult for you to escape death in the end. "
Feng Bujue saw the change in Hank's expression and knew that his persuasion had succeeded once again. "Your best choice is to do as I said and not report to your superiors first. Instead, take us to the village. After we're done with the tour, quietly leave the village, and then report to your superiors. At that time, at most, you'll be considered late, but there won't be any serious consequences. No one will get hurt, and no one will know that we've been here. "
"This is different from what we agreed on … You didn't say this before …" Hank replied in a panic. He seemed to be at a loss.
"Then, how do you think things will develop?" Feng Bujue laughed. "The plan needs to catch up with the changes."
At this point, Hank had already boarded the pirate ship. Just as Feng Bujue said, everyone had a weakness. Once it was grasped, they would betray their principles.
At first, Hank didn't want to be killed. Later, he didn't want to see people from the same village get killed. Now, with the two threats on his shoulders, the only solution was to cooperate with the two "outsiders" and hope that they could leave without being discovered.
Of course, his way of thinking was too simple and naïve. If he could think further, he would understand that even if Feng Bujue and Flashes of Sword left quietly, it would be just like how they came quietly. With a wave of their sleeves, they would not take a single life. Eventually, the matter would be exposed … They had already registered their names when they entered the village. Jarvis and Joey were considered to be still alive and had returned to the village. How could a living person disappear into thin air? Therefore, in a few days, Hank would still be captured for questioning. If he could not explain himself, he would be charged with a serious crime. If he did, he would have to die.
…
At the deepest part of the Village of Heavenly Blessing, there was a place called the temple.
Even though it was called a temple, it had nothing to do with a temple. This' temple 'was built from the half of the interstellar spaceship from several hundred years ago.
In the village, only the Corben family had the right to enter and exit the temple freely; it was like their palace.
For many years, the Corben family had considered themselves the spokesmen of God. They passed down the will of 'God'. Of course, this' God 'had nothing to do with Christianity. The will represented by the word' God 'was something that the Corben family could fabricate.
If they wanted to kill someone, they would say that it was God who wanted them dead; if they wanted to kill a group of people, they would say that they were all heretics; if they wanted people to submit to them, they would use God's name to give them orders; if they wanted other people's property, wives, and daughters, they could come up with a reason to do so.
In conclusion, the Corben family's words were like God's decree, and those who disobeyed them would be going against God. They would not care about the lives of the villagers.
Of course, religious lies would not last that long. The real thing that the Corben family had was' knowledge '. The information left on the interstellar spaceship was monopolized by them, and they only shared it with a small group of useful people — the priests of the village. That way, when they wanted to, they could perform some 'miracle' to instill fear and trust in the ignorant people.
This was why the citizens of the Village of Heavenly Blessing were clueless about biology, medicine, and astronomy.
Biology made people question the Creator, medicine made people recognize death, and the Astronomical Society exposed countless religious lies and shattered people's illusions.
Knowledge changed fate, and technology changed lives.
However, the Corben family did not wish to see fate change. No autocratic person or interest group would want to see the good situation before them changed, so they had to learn how to 'control' it.
As the saying went, 'The people are the hardest to control, but they are the most intelligent.' The Village of Heavenly Blessing's policy of blinding the people was brilliant. The Corben family did not completely cut off all knowledge from the villagers under their rule. They allowed the people to learn some of it, like farming, metallurgy, architecture, and so on … At the same time, they brainwashed them with religious propaganda to make them believe in the existence of God and not dare to do anything beyond that.
As a result, such a unique and deformed civilization was born.
York Corben was the current 'Son of God' of the Village of Heavenly Blessing. He was the village elder, mayor, chief, president, and king …
His ancestors were greedy and cunning, but they had great foresight. After they seized power, they took over the interstellar spaceship and came up with this plan to rule the village, creating the good situation that he had today.
From the short conversation with Hank, Feng Bujue had a general understanding of the social structure of the Village of Heavenly Blessing. That was why he was so confident that this scenario was just a sci-fi setting. What 'Son of God'? That was an old trick from one thousand years ago. The dictators of the 20th century were already too lazy to associate themselves with the gods. At most, they would call themselves generals who had never fought in wars, or professors who had never read books, and so on. Calling themselves the godson, son, or second son of God was not something that anyone with a bit of intelligence would do.
When Hank led the two uninvited guests deeper into the village, it was time for Corben to have his afternoon tea.
Corben's life was very regular. He would have three full meals a day and two full drinks. He would have tea and snacks in the afternoon, and he would sleep at 9 pm. Basically, he would have a different girl to accompany him every night.
Some might wonder how he could do that when there were only a few thousand people in the village. Could it be that he had slept with all the women in the village?
In fact, it could be said that he had slept with anyone who was slightly prettier. Why was that? This story had to be traced back to the 13th century. At the time, the European nobles had something called 'right of virginity'. In other words, the daughter of a tenant farmer had to be 'tasted' by the local nobles the day before she was married. In the Village of Heavenly Blessing, this bad habit had been revived, but it was not as explicit. According to the legend, they would be sent to the temple to be 'baptized' by the Son of God. The days would vary. If he was not satisfied, he would send them away, and if he was not satisfied, he would keep them for a few more days.
The Corben family had continued this practice for many years, and it led to another problem — their descendants were all over the village. Normally, the head of the family would choose the most favored woman to be his wife, so in name, there was only one Son of God. His siblings were the family members, and the second generation was relegated to the role of priest.
But in reality, it was hard to tell how many people in the village were related to Corben.
Over the centuries, it was unavoidable for close relatives to run into each other. Even though there were exceptions, statistically speaking, it was normal for the genes of the descendants to deteriorate. Sports ability, physical fitness, low intelligence, high incidence of congenital diseases … These were all conditions that could not be reversed. However, the village's medical knowledge was lacking, and only the temple had a few doctors. In the end, the villagers were all small and naïve. The population did not increase because the mortality rate was too high.
The decline and extinction of the Village of Heavenly Blessing was only a matter of time.
However, there might be a chance because today, a man by the name of Feng Bujue had entered the village …
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