Deep Space Wandering Fleet
Chapter 431 - 429 Sakura

Chapter 431: Chapter 429 Sakura

Considering various reasons, it’s no wonder that there are more professors than students... There’s hardly any fresh blood, and the good creations often just circulate within a small clique. Here, doing research is purely for self-entertainment.

There are also many sociologists who are deeply concerned, being among the smartest people in the world, they naturally have a sense of inherent worry.

Like this gentleman before me, Mr. Aleph Bal...

"Human beings, as a species, always like to find loopholes in systems, just as they do in games. If they find a loophole they can exploit, it often produces a mysterious thrill and they keep using it."

"Our social system is not impregnable, you know. There can’t be a perfect system in the world. Especially when it comes to law, where is so-called absolute justice? Achieving relative justice is already quite good."

These smart folks are well aware of this, but the problem is, the public doesn’t know. Without a military, without a government, there would naturally be no influence. Even if someone has a special idea to supplement the rules of society, nobody pays attention. In today’s pervasive attitude of anarchism, if something really were to happen, the public’s response would be very slow, and they would likely maintain an indifferent attitude before the severity of the situation became apparent.

Mr. Aleph Bal said, "We just pray that the world can continue like it has for millions of years before—always carrying on."

There are still some volunteer media organizations on campus, with decent influence, because "media" implies a certain degree of discourse power. And the power of discourse is the greatest power in the world, perhaps preventing some things from happening.

But that’s about it...

Various political parties with greater cohesion simply cannot form, nor could they have enough strength to overthrow society.

After parting from the worried old professor, Zhang Yuan also found himself in a mood tinged with anxiety; he too saw the contradictions in the world... At the end of all that is beautiful and peaceful, there always seems to be a hint of gloom, only it is unknown when this hint of gloom will erupt.

The pebble high in the sky does not know when it will fall, and the illusionary world has yet to reveal what kind of ripples it will cause.

Time flows like water, ceaselessly passing by, and the four years of university soon came to an end...

Every winter and summer vacation, Zhang Yuan would go home and reunite with his relatives. In the small family of four, his sister and Wang Nana’s flower shop and pet shop were quite impressive.

Ma Mingtao also started his global travels, often sharing his whereabouts in his circle of friends and making friends in various cities.

A traveler, this is a pretty good profession.

Days passed by freely and happily, without much turbulence.

During the university’s graduation party, Zhang Yuan and his roommate Ren Junzhe finally launched their 4-year project game "Glory of the Dominator." When the online user count broke ten thousand, Ren Junzhe was thrilled, his face flushing red with excitement, and he bristled with energy.

The dream had at last become reality.

In fact, he was a truly pure individual, just wanting to create a game for the sense of achievement. Most game developers have this pure-hearted mindset.

It was a slow-paced era.

"Thank you so much, Zhang Yuan. Without you, I definitely couldn’t have completed such a vast amount of work."

He punched Zhang Yuan in the chest, "That’s settled then, all the money from selling skins goes to you! But you’ll have to make the skins yourself, haha... And some balance patches, I’ll need your help with that later. If I can’t solve some technical issues, I’ll still need to consult you."

"No problem," Zhang Yuan laughed.

Ren Junzhe was in high spirits, "When your Rocket goes to space, invite me along."

"Definitely!"

"Oh right, you’re heading back to East Sea City, aren’t you? Before we part, let me give you a little gift." Ren Junzhe suddenly rummaged through his bag for a while and pulled out a pale blue glass tube.

"What’s this?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"It’s a kind of drink called Sakura, just concocted by people over in the West. A senior gave it to me... Haha, that senior was really open-minded, we had a blast last night."

"No wonder you didn’t come back to the dorm yesterday... Feeling any kidney deficiency now?" Zhang Yuan skeptically took the small glass jar of the drink, examining it for a moment, "A drink?"

"Anyway, you’ll know once you try it... It’s just really weird, kind of hard to explain."

Relying on his past trust in Ren Junzhe, Zhang Yuan took a sip, and before he knew it, it was gone.

He blinked, feeling as though he’d just drunk a bit of saltwater, with no special effects... his heartbeat calm, his breathing normal.

"The so-called negative ion oxygen water invented by Westerners?" Zhang Yuan joked, "Some people, in their quest to live a little longer, like to concoct such useless stuff, purely for psychological comfort. Then there’s the new quantum speed reading, which is just brain-dead stupidity..."

"Ah, have some more ’sugar water’," said Ren Junzhe, winking and making faces.

Zhang Yuan, somewhat dubious, took another sip of the ’sugar water’.

And in that instant, it felt as if something exploded in his mind!

This was no sugar water; it was like first love, that sweet bliss floating in the air, as if entering a mysterious palace...

Dopamine surged wildly through his brain, and it took Zhang Yuan a full ten minutes to gradually come back to his senses.

He could still feel every muscle in his body twitching, the aftertaste was endless.

That sensation... was incredible!

It was like a dream.

"You didn’t give me some kind of illegal drug, did you? I’d call the cops," said Zhang Yuan, swallowing hard, looking very uneasy.

He actually wanted to experience that wonderful feeling again!

But his rational mind was telling him, never again! He mustn’t!

That feeling was terrifyingly awesome, both horrifying and thrilling, as if a cold breeze had risen from his spine and seized his mind... It took a good while before Zhang Yuan managed to suppress that intense craving and slowly returned to calm.

In this world, drug use is, of course, strictly prohibited, whether it’s using or manufacturing. Once discovered, one would be arrested by robots and subjected to severe punishment.

Usually, it meant life imprisonment, never to return to the normal world... Robots administered the law with absolute fairness and justice, allowing no room for personal feelings.

"No, no, no, of course not!" Facing Zhang Yuan’s grim expression, Ren Junzhe called out softly, "This stuff only amplifies emotions, and it only works for a few minutes. Doesn’t sugar water make you happy, make your brain produce dopamine... It just makes you happier, in other words... amplifying the feedback mechanism of the nervous system!"

"Oh, and by the way, if you were to be pricked with a needle during that time, you’d be in agony! Happy things become happier, painful things become more painful, there’s no psychological hallucination, nothing else."

"So it’s definitely not in the category of illegal drugs!"

"It’s just an emotion amplifier! If you don’t believe it, you can have a robot check it, they definitely won’t find anything."