Vol 5 Chapter 637: Tool life is voluntary

During the first half of the first semester of high school, Lu Zhengkang rented a room near Ningbo-Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. The straight-line distance from the entrance of the school was only 300 meters. After the evening self-study, he could return on foot. He enjoyed the feeling of walking in the cold and quiet streets of the city at night.
However, in order to save money, he had already returned the house. Now that this house has already been picked up by another buyer, he can only go to the nearby National Art Affiliated Middle School, where Su Xiang left the rented house.
The little rich woman has always been a little rich woman. Lu Zhengkang rents a house for one quarter and one term, and she rents it directly for three years.
Su Xiangli’s rental house is arranged on Nanshan Road, so they often call that house Nanshan Dabieye.
When someone Lu came out of the beverage store and turned on his mobile phone, more than forty email messages popped up. It was all from Su Xiangli, and there were three phone calls and six video calls.
At that time, his heart shook. Although I feel I haven't done anything wrong, why is the ominous sign so strong? Of course, it is correct for him to shut down for business, but if his girlfriend doesn't answer the phone, he has to go around. And most importantly, he must hide this matter from Su Xiangli, as Colonel Lin has already said, during a special period, and he also hinted that those surrenderers were hiding around.
Su Xiangli shouldn't be further involved in this matter, Lu Zhengkang must find a way to hide it from her. It’s just that it’s probably difficult for them to form a relationship with one person.
It is 4:30 in the afternoon, and Colonel Lin told Lu Zhengkang the location of most of the safe houses in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. In the safe house, he can keep in touch with Big Brother, and he is required to contact the organization at least once every three weeks.
The organization's call may come at any time, and the trouble is that the exchange of his and Su's bodies may also happen at any time.
Exchanging bodies, this bizarre disease brings them in-depth emotional communication between the souls, and indeed makes each other more familiar with each other, but the inconvenience brought by it has made Lu Zhengkang very tired. If this is a super power, maybe Lu Zhengkang will I like it very much. I exchange my body with others at any time. I think it's exciting, and I think it's very exciting.
Of course, there are already devices with this kind of function. Lu Zhengkang thinks that many people have had this idea. However, it is an illegal act to exchange any human consciousness in any form before clearing customs without approval. From this perspective It is said that rejecting the spread of the Zhimeng model in China is actually an act of defending the law.
Thousands of threads came out in a short period of time, and Lu Zhengkang suddenly realized that he still could not get out of the hard cake. In other words, the whole human society is just a cake, and it is getting more and more. It's hard, and he's just a full sesame seed that accidentally fast-forwarded from the beginning of the century to the end of the century, and couldn't really be embedded in the biscuit layer until it was crushed and collapsed.
Ideology is a kind of grand narrative. When the narrative spreads out, social animals like people can willingly dedicate everything, but at the beginning of this story, it unfolds without surprise, and even ends in darkness. When you run at big strides, it will only make people feel scary and depressing.
Lu Zhengkang doesn't like it, doesn't like to be a tool man, even if he will be very successful because of this, he will become a master, will make the relatives and friends who mention him will praise him, and will make the younger generations inspire unlimited reveries for his experience In one generation, he can help the family to complete the stratification of classes and fulfill the most essential wish of Chinese parents.
But the tool man is the tool man.
Lu Zhengkang had been a tool man in his previous life and knew that it was uncomfortable. He hopes that he and his descendants can develop comprehensively and freely, earn a living in the way he likes, and gain an understanding of life through exercise, instead of being in a piece of cake, suffering all day long, oppressing himself, and being trapped in something. A horrible shadow from the top of the head, working for his livelihood, dare not give up any opportunity to make money, get stuck in life, even if he is treated unfairly, he dare not risk resistance, just because he is afraid of not being able to support his family.
He didn't like it. He said that he would be a painter in the future, even if he was poor enough to wander on the streets. Those who dare not give up the present have no future.
Only this time, he had to be this tool man, not to support his family...
Lu Zhengkang crouched on the side of the road to call Su Xiangli back, looking up at the sparsely trafficked street. Buses and trucks drove past his eyes at a less exciting speed, like garbage bags blown by the wind, lacking a bit of life. The weather is also sunny in the morning, and in the afternoon, the clouds are piled up from an unknown moment. The sky in the northwest is lead-grey, while the clouds in the east and south are still very white, and there is still some blue sky. . Summer days are long. Although it is evening, the light is still sufficient.
Someone Lu looked at him silently. When he was in a bad mood, he looked up at the sky. When the clouds were floating, would he wonder where he was going?
The ringtone of piano music came from the speaker of the phone, and Su Xiangli connected the phone, but did not speak, and Lu Zhengkang did not react.
They talked for two minutes without saying a word.
Su Xiangli was sitting in a comfortable air-conditioned room in Nanshan Dabieye. The room was quiet, and she could clearly hear the man's breathing.
It's steady, and I sigh gently from time to time.
Lu Zhengkang reacted, "Huh? Su Su, where is it?"
"Huh." Su Xiangli hung up the phone.
"Still angry..." Lu Zhengkang muttered to himself muffledly, covering his mouth.
Before returning to Nanshan Dabieye, he went to the supermarket and picked some vegetables and meat. Both he and Su Xiangli are the kind of people who can cook, so the refrigerator is often full, but after a mission, the luxurious freezer in Nanshan Dabieye has long been empty. After the family went out of food, he and Su Xiangli had eaten takeaways for two days. At this stage, the screening of robots has ended, and the low-end labor market is once again filled with omnics, so the machine is naturally responsible for the delivery of food, which did not leave the two children hungry.
Back in the rental house, the lights were not turned on and it was quiet.
Lu Zhengkang admired the silence for a while, so much so that he stood there for a while, watching the pale orange sunset coming in from the window, the light spot fainted on the floor, and the window screens flicked lightly. A dim wave shadow is formed inside.
Su Xiangli pushed open the bedroom door, and saw him standing stupidly at the door with the bag, and couldn't help feeling a little helpless.
"You still know how to come back? Why didn't you go to class this afternoon?"
Lu Zhengkang smirked suddenly, "Stop class."
"Then why don't I answer the call?" Su Xiang left to take the heavy shopping bag in his hand, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
"I'm muted~EbookFREE.me~ I'll cook, you go and rest."
Lu Zhengkang walked through the living room and came to the open kitchen. He opened the curtains. The evening wind was not lukewarm, and it was even slightly cool on the body. He turned on the faucet to rinse the ingredients. The room was still quiet, only the sound of rustling water. , Lu Zhengkang's back was still silent, and a long and narrow shadow under his feet moved straight to Su Xiangli's feet.
She walked to Lu Zhengkang silently, turned her back, and watched her shadow approach and overlap with his shadow.
"You are hiding something from me."
Lu Zhengkang continued to smirk, "Is there?"
"There's none?"
"...Hmm." Lu Zhengkang really didn't want to lie to her.
"That's good."
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