Movement occupies a very special place in utopia.

This kind of status does not mean that it is a 'national sport', it does not mean that 'bodybuilding is everything' or anything like that, but it is a beautiful status, a kind of status that is like sitting in an office and working for 30 days.

People in the 19th day are thinking, 'I can get healthy after buying a fitness ring.' This is an illusory and beautiful fantasy.

That's what sports are like.

"On average, the people of Utopia can spare no more than one hour of exercise per week, and 90% of this hour or so is jogging. The poor people have to spend every day trying to survive.

Most of the energy, like what some people call 'exercising in leisure time to stay healthy', is impossible for the vast majority of Utopians."

Cursed Blade said: "That's why the authorities announced the movement and popularized it."

Gwen asked: "For everyone's health?"

Cursed Blade said: "No, it is to make everyone think that they care about everyone's health. For the authorities who govern the trains, the most important thing is still order and chaos. It is precisely because of this that exercise is so important. The model physiques set up by the authorities

——A tall young man, with a healthy complexion and a vibrant and carefree spirit, this is the ultimate form of sports.”

Gwen asked: "Ultimate body?"

How can you achieve the ultimate body through exercise?

But Cursed Blade said yes, and said in a weird tone: "Full of vitality, making people unable to remember our own appearance, just like every part created by the assembly line project, beautiful and in size, no need for anything else

.The most important thing is to fit in with the size, so that the authorities can show it to us and tell us, 'This is the glorious Utopian people', and when we move forward with our heads held high, will there be another kind of people?"

"who?"

"Short and ugly, with the hair on their animal ears that have fallen out before they are old enough, and wrinkled skin, these are obviously not the same type of people as the Utopian people promoted by the authorities. But this is Utopia, the dark side beneath the glamorous side.

.”

Sports Street is what Curse Blade calls the glamorous side.

This street has a beautiful tree-lined avenue, and there are posters on the billboards on the roadside. The posters show an elegant and mature man with a clean temperament and a handsome gentleman. Ron is wearing a tennis uniform and has towering animal ears like wolf ears. He also has a tall chest.

, a young and energetic lady whose colorful feathers are the characteristics of the Lute people.

But look at them.

But Gwen remembered the poster she saw in the second half of the carriage, the poster of the Faceless Man. The cold, black, white and red poster had a sense of religious mystery and Gothic evil. The faceless man in military uniform.

The faceless face is filled with an aura of surveillance.

Much more real than the ads on this perfect boulevard.

On the left side of the sports street is a large sports garden. Tennis courts and all the sports that you can imagine with a special middle-class meaning can be found here. Elegant large parasols of different shapes.

Below are the shiny and high-quality picnic tables and chairs. An elegant lady talks to the scholars with a gentle and kind smile.

class.

An inexplicable sense of hierarchy emerged, as if they were not just humans, but higher-level animals. Just like the contrast between humans and other animals, they consciously or unconsciously demonstrated their extraordinary behavior.

But the scholars opposite did not accept this trick.

Because she is a scholar, she can give a logical rebuttal to what the lady said.

The lady said: "You may have heard about what happened when we got off the carriage recently?"

The scholar raised his eyes: "You are probably talking about the residents who were on the fellow train with us?"

The noble lady looked at the polish on her nails and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, residents of the carriage."

The scholar looked at the book with an expressionless expression: "The name "Down Car" is inappropriate. First of all, the train only has 'head and tail' and no top or bottom. If I insist on calling it "Down Car", it is a fellow subway."

"You are a scholar and you know a lot. I would like to ask where you come from?"

The scholar glanced at the lady and thought for a moment, "I come from a place where passengers in the same carriage are never called 'residents of the lower carriage'."

The lady smiled elegantly: "Then you are definitely not a local resident of Laoxianren."

"..."

Opposite the Sports Garden, there are rows of exquisite single-family townhouses. Some have been transformed into shops, some have been transformed into restaurants, and some have opened up the first and second floors to become Big Houses.

It is a place similar to a large duplex house. At the entrance there is a narrow field protected by a fence and covered with a thin layer of oil soil. Various fruit trees and vegetables are in full bloom.

The comfortable space is no longer crowded.

There is also a dedicated parking lot - this kind of parking lot refers to a place where there are food trucks with ordering services and various facilities for drivers to kill time.

Gwen and Curseblade got out of the car.

The two people's outfits are quite suitable for this sports street, and they are full of a high-end sense of superiority.

"Hiss..." The curse blade hand patted his pocket.

Gwen could tell that this Squirrel Girl wanted to smoke. But on the sports street, there were only fixed smoking areas where smoking could be done, which made him laugh and said:

"Before the coachman came in here, he asked you if you wanted to stop in a smoking area, and you said no..."

"You don't understand, this is forced consumption of control."

Curse Blade said plausibly: "I still have to rely on these cigarettes to survive until next month..."

There is nothing we can do against her.

This guy.

"Sports Street is a major street in the city center, and many outstanding offices and agencies of Yuanli Envoys will have branches here."

Curse Blade looked skillful, put his hands in his pockets, and strode forward very imposingly. I have to say that this Squirrel Girl has a very good figure, and has a drooling vest that can make the fat Wilgi envious.

The line makes people keep looking back at her when she strides forward.

Sports Street is a simple U-shaped street with several complicated alley-like streets in the middle of the double-row buildings.

Curse Blade was very familiar with this place. She took Gwen and turned left and right, entering a small alley that was particularly suitable for doing bad things.

After passing through the clean and swept brick road, we arrived in front of a very secret bar.

There are posters and news boards hanging at the door of the bar, and there is also a phone booth - this is a rare thing in Utopia.

The bar gives people the feeling of something retro and old-fashioned, an old-fashioned style that does not match the gothic or diesel-style utopia. The exterior is made of exquisite log wood, and the windows are made of

The elegant Gwen's previous life had a large glass display window from around the 1970s, with a blackboard hanging on a wooden folding shelf, and the day's specials and drinks written in chalk.

The faint sound of music came.

Curse Blade opened the door, and after Gwen followed him in, the music finally became louder.

It was melodious blues music, just like the style of the Eagles, country, rock, and a sense of psychedelia and reality.

This tasteful music style immediately attracted Gwen's liking.

The floor of the bar is made of light-colored walnut, which seems a little uncoordinated, but the overall style is brighter, which neutralizes the gloomy feeling of the dark wood bar. There are a large number of expensive drinks in the wine cabinet behind the bar.

.A tall, thin, dark-skinned man with wolf ears, Ron, stood behind the bar. His thin figure formed a certain contrast with his surging muscles.

Thin may not be the best evaluation of him.

The word "lean" flashed in Gwen's mind. At the same time, as an amateur who had made a step or two in martial arts, he could also feel the strength of the opponent's body.

He is a strong man who can cut through steel with his hands as swords.

Gwen thought so.

"It's you, Curse Blade. I vaguely remember the last time you came here."

The wolf-eared Ron said jokingly, slowly cleaning the cup in his hand.

In other words, it is a clean cup.

Because standing behind the bar and doing nothing would seem a bit stupid, wouldn't it?

There are not many customers in the bar, they are all people who exude a strong sense of power.

There are cups in front of the drinkers, but they are just like the coffee cups in front of the Star Oke study group. They may be more heavy as decorations. They are looking at a thick menu with the words "1917 Spell" written on it.

stock】.

Obviously, this is a place that sells spells.

But it seems that there are certain rules among them...

"As usual, give me a carabiner, and give my companion a carabiner."

Cabin means "ticket" in Utopian language.

The dark-skinned and lean wolf-eared Ron showed a smile:

"Twenty military rounds."

Ten rounds of military use per cup, what is so expensive?

Although Gwen was confused, she maintained a calm expression on her face that was not shocked by honor or disgrace.

"It's really expensive."

Cursed Blade complained, and took out two rows of military ammunition packed with plastic straps from his pocket. The warheads of these ammunition also had some carvings. There are many different types of military ammunition, but the price of each one is the same.

Certified. The various engravings are the company marks of the masters who made these bullets.
To be continued...