Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

If there are slaves, there must be slave owners.

Chen Ze walked through the corridor on this floor and stepped on the stairs at the end.

dong dong dong
At this time, another burst of chaotic footsteps came from the top of the stairs, and Chen Ze raised his eyebrows and cast his gaze upward.

A beam of light arrived first, and then a round figure followed.

The visitor also wore a mask on his face, and his body was as fat as a ball. The steps creaked and seemed a little overwhelmed.

squeak--

But there was another heavy step, which really made people worry that the stairs would fall apart on the spot.

"Ah!" The big fat man suddenly stopped in his tracks and screamed. The flashlight in his hand was pointed at Chen Ze, who was uncovered below.
"you"

Just after he uttered half a word, the big fat man seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying and turned around and ran away.

Squeak~squeak——

Then, before taking two steps, the big fat man tripped on the steps, tilted his body, and fell heavily.

The entire staircase was shaken.

Chen Ze walked up to him calmly, grabbed the back collar of his clothes, and lifted up the fat man weighing several hundred kilograms.

At this time, the big fat man was still breathing heavily, and his tongue was hanging on his lips. He really looked like a big fat pig that had been tied up.

Not only the body shape, but also the clothes of this person are very different from those before.

The upper part of the body is a loose and deformed faded printed T-shirt, and the lower part of the body is covered with a pair of pants that are of a ridiculously large size.

It can barely accommodate the fat all over the body, and it is almost as tight as a tights.

"Spare your life! Spare your life! Hero, spare your life!".
The big fat man kept struggling, his movements were funny, and he begged for mercy.

This man can talk.
Chen Ze gradually figured it out, and when he narrowed his eyes, he saw the "Baleno" trademark printed on the back collar of this man's clothes.

Crack, clack clack.
Chen Ze played with the flashlight he snatched from the man's hand, and the light flickered on and off.

There is no doubt that this man's modern industrial products are fundamentally different from those of the previous slaves.

Chen Ze let go and the man screamed. It took him a while to realize that he had not fallen, but was miraculously floating in the air.

Then his squinty eyes quietly opened and he looked around furtively.

"What's your name?" Chen Ze's voice was extremely majestic and could not be refused.

"King, King Thirteen!" This man was so frightened that he could hardly control himself and knelt down to beg for mercy.

But now he was like a suckling pig being strung up and grilled, unable to move.

Wang Shisan. Chen Ze was not surprised by this surname.

Everyone in this secret organization seems to have the surname Wang.

The mask covering Wang Thirteen's face seemed to be the same as those of the previous slaves, with the texture of fish scales, and the area also extended with this fat face, completely covering the face except for the mouth, nose and eyes.

"Open your mouth." Chen Ze suddenly ordered.

Wang Shisan didn't know why, so he opened his mouth with difficulty.

Maybe it was because he had so much fat that he couldn't even open his mouth wide.
But it's enough.

Chen Ze looked around and found that there was no big gold tooth with the word "王" engraved on it.

"You don't have gold teeth?" Chen Ze asked directly.

Not only Wang Shisan, but also those slaves before had no gold teeth in their mouths.

"No." Wang Shisan seemed to be quite cooperative. The two small mung bean eyes were squeezed together by the fat. They were quite smart when placed on the plate with a big face.
"Only those who go out will have gold teeth!" Wang Shisan argued loudly, begging Chen Ze to put him down.

He is really too fat. As long as his posture is slightly wrong, the fat will weigh him down and make him uncomfortable.

Chen Ze didn't waste any time and carried this guy all the way up the stairs to the corridor on the upper floor.

This place is more spacious than the one below, but the layout is similar. There are various rooms on both sides, and people are obviously working inside.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." At this time, a person walked towards him, dressed in ragged clothes. When he saw the big fat man, he knelt down and kowtowed, shaking as if he had seen a ghost.

"You are quite majestic." Chen Ze raised his finger, and Wang Shisan was thrown forward to the ground, his whole body trembling like waves of fat.

"Ah ho ho ho!" The man who had knelt down earlier became even more frightened. He turned around and shivered on the side. His mouth was unclear and he seemed to be arguing.

"What is he talking about?" Chen Ze ignored Wang Shisan's groan and continued to ask.

"My lord, did you come in from outside?"

"Master, please let me go!"

"Ohhhh~ My butt hurts."

"This injustice has its owner. If you have any problem, go to Mr. Wang to settle it. Oops."

Snapped!
Chen Ze slapped Wang Shisan like a windmill, spinning back and forth in the air several times.

"I ask you to answer!"

Chen Ze viciously grabbed Wang Shisan and threw him back to the ground.
"What is he saying!"

Wang Shisan was so frightened that his face turned pale through the mask.

"I do not know either!"

"These animals can't talk. Maybe something happened to them while they were working. I have to go and take a look to find out!"

Wang Shisan started sobbing as he spoke, like a little kid who was bullied into crying.

"Who is Zhenren Wang?" Chen Ze then asked.

"Master Wang, it's me, we, the ones in charge!" Wang Shisan couldn't even say a word, lying on his back, his belly lifted high by the fat.

As a result, the character prints on the clothes continued to rise and fall with his breathing, becoming vivid and very familiar to Chen Ze.

Is this a character from "The Legend of Sword and Fairy"?
Chen Ze also watched this live-action TV series that was popular all over the country. This T-shirt seems to be a peripheral product, and it has obviously been around for many years.

"Get up." Chen Ze kicked Wang Shisan to the ceiling and slammed him back with a loud bang, one high and one low, almost like a football.

"Have mercy on me." Wang Shisan looked depressed.

But Chen Ze knew in his heart that he had kept his hand. After two slaps, the big fat man made him docile and led the way to introduce the surrounding rooms.

"This is for making rice noodles."

"This fungus can produce oil."

"This is the water catcher."

"This is for maintenance. Something often breaks."

"Well...hey, this place used to be a wall."

"This is the sewage outlet and a place to dispose of garbage. Just throw it out from here."
After Wang Shisan's introduction, Chen Ze finally had a general understanding of this place.

The entire organ city is like a small society, with various rooms belonging to different functions that jointly maintain the internal operation of the organ city.

Therefore, the city is quite closed, far from isolated from the world, but most people have never been to the outside world, and few outsiders like Chen Ze have entered.

Most of the daily necessities in the city are self-sufficient. Food, drink, and toilet are all available. There are even air circulation and sewage systems that I don’t understand.

Not to mention such a large-scale organ city in the past, even now and even in the near future, Chen Ze doubted whether it would be possible to create such a magnificent spectacle with the existing technology of mankind.

An almost semi-independent giant city hidden among the mountains.

However, since this machine city can absorb Yuan Qi for activation and can complete such a shocking transformation in a short period of time, it means that it is definitely not a mortal thing.

Coupled with this highly recognizable structural style, it is just like another branch on the technological tree, and it grows strong enough.

Looking through the tube, Chen Ze seemed to see a strange but self-contained extraordinary technical system.

However, this machine city is not perfect, and there are still quite a few necessities that cannot be produced by itself.

For example, salt. "Outside? Of course." Wang Shisan replied with longing,
"We are not primitive people, we just live a little more remote."

"Just think of us as living in a small village in a big ravine."

"But I have never been outside. Only those who agree with Master Wang can have contact with the outside."

"Oh, by the way, do you know Brother Hu?"

"Brother Hu?" Chen Ze asked back, pushing open a door.

This is the place where Wang Shisan usually lives. Although it is very old and smells bad, it is much better than other slave workplaces.

On the wall at the entrance was a huge and peeling wallpaper from the TV series "Legend of Sword and Fairy", which left Chen Ze speechless.

No wonder this fat man is a hero every time he speaks.

"That's that Brother Hu!" Wang Shisan's mung bean eyes lit up, and he jumped out with agility that didn't match his body shape, pointing at the protagonist on the poster,

"do you know him?"

"I like his role as Li Xiaoyao the most! He's so handsome!"

"I dream about meeting him every day!"

"I don't know." Chen Ze said casually, but he didn't expect this fat man to be star-struck.

This also confirmed his idea that this place is not completely closed and there is communication with the outside world.

"Do you think I look like him?" Wang Shisan suddenly stood in front of Chen Ze, shaking off all his fat due to inertia.

"." Chen Ze blocked him,

"You know it yourself."

Wang Shisan lay down on the sofa in the corner with a disappointed look on his face, looking like a piece of aged bacon that was extremely fat.

Chen Ze searched the room.

In addition to some daily necessities, the rest of the house is entertainment materials, but they are from earlier, probably before the [-]s.

Basically, they are all DVDs, probably played on the big-ass old-fashioned TV in the center.

Chen Ze stepped forward and fiddled with it twice. As expected, there was no signal and he could only use it with the DVD player underneath.

"How do you communicate with the outside world?" Chen Ze asked while flipping through the antique DVDs on the floor.

"I really don't know, hero!" Wang Shisan sighed,

"Those discs are all left by the previous Wang Shisan, and I heard that no one has been out for many years. Everyone says that we are going to be doomed."

"Aren't you Wang Shisan?" Chen Ze stopped and turned to stare at Wang Shisan.

"Oh, I'm talking about the former Wang Shisan." Wang Shisan was so stared at that he felt scared.
"Wang Shisan used to be in charge of this place, but later he was selected by Zhenren Wang and transferred outside, so I was transferred here to replace him."

"I used to be called Wang 56. Let me count how many years it has been."

"." Chen Ze was silent for a moment,
"Tell me all you know."

"Yes, yes, sir, don't worry, I know, please be lenient if you confess!"
Under Wang Shisan's detailed introduction, Chen Ze gradually understood what kind of small society was inside this government city.

It turns out that before Chen Ze arrived, this organ city should have been in a folded state. The space was much smaller than it is now, and there were fewer rooms and corridors than now, but it was also divided into upper and lower areas.

There may be hundreds, maybe thousands, of people living in it, Wang Shisan can't say for sure.

All people will be selected at birth, divided into humans and animals, and then uniformly wear masks.

The animals have no names, receive no education, and work at the bottom forever until they die.

People have the same surname of Wang, followed by a number as their first name, live in the upper class, and receive knowledge and education from an early age.

Of course, people are also divided into different groups.

Some just need to have fun all day long, some have the duty of asceticism, some are armed forces, and some don't know what they are doing.

People like Wang Shisan don't have much status in the upper levels, so they are sent to the lower levels to manage the animals, so they have always been resentful.

All affairs in the government city are under the control of "Zhenren Wang", who is the supreme leader of the small society.

So in fact, what Wang Shisan knew was very limited.

"Hero!" Wang Shisan narrowed his eyes and began to compliment,
"Are all of you outsiders so awesome?"

"Just so-so." Chen Zezheng was thinking about what to do next.

Is it direct recklessness, or direct recklessness?

"Actually." Wang Shisan glanced left and right and whispered like a thief,
“I’ve long seen that the group of people above were unhappy!”

"Why listen to them?"

"Staying here every day is getting worse every day!"

"My ration share was cut again last month!"

"They are really sucking my blood to feed them!"

"The outside world is so big, and everyone has long wanted to see it."
Wang Shisan spoke sincerely, with his trembling fat body constantly complaining about how he was inhumanely squeezed and abused, and how he couldn't even eat enough.
Later, he even started to tease Chen Ze with words.

"Hero!"

"Just tell me, my hero, I have several friends who have long wanted to rebel!"

"You came just in time to lead us to arrest that Master Wang! Wow!"

"I will definitely take a closer look at that time to see if the TV in Wang Zhenren's house is newer than ours!"

Wang Shisan became more and more excited as he talked, looking like he had watched too many TV series.

"You mean?" Chen Ze also became interested,

"How many friends do you have?"

"Of course!" Wang Shisan glanced at the open door nervously, and then started conspiring loudly with Chen Ze.

About 10 minutes later, in the manager's room in the next corridor.

Chen Ze made a trip according to Wang Shisan's words and brought all his friends over.

After the situation was explained, everyone at the scene was filled with indignation and wished they could make an alliance with each other on the spot and work together to achieve great things.

"His grandma's!" The person with the loudest voice had muscles all over his body and a very well-trained figure.

"You give me this little meat every day! It's not fair!"

"I've lost all my muscles!"

"I want to eat beef! Grass-fed!"

"I need to gain muscle!"

His name is Wang Erbaiwu, and he is the manager of the corridor next door.

Everyone else present had a similar status. They were low-status people who were sent to the lower levels to manage livestock.

Except for the weird and self-disciplined Wang Erbaiwu, everyone else was fatter than the other, and they were all so fat.

Naturally, they all wore that weird white mask, without exception.

"Hero!" Wang Erbaiwu cast a respectful look at Chen Ze,
"I don't think there's any further delay. We'll take you up to find Master Wang now!"

Chen Ze did not answer immediately.

From the conversation they just had, he learned that the "animals" had been oppressed for a long time and had not received education, so they had no concept of resistance.

But the people at the top were different, so they were divided into different factions.

Among them, the largest faction is headed by the supreme ruler "Wang Zhenren". The core idea is to maintain the status quo and adhere to the ancestral precepts.

Some of the others want to change the status quo, some want to improve their status, some want to have contact with the outside world, and some are bored and just want to have fun. (End of chapter)