When Li Yao left his mom's place, his ears were still a little red and swollen.
She had really put some strength into it.
He left the residential area where his parents lived with a desolate feeling in his heart—ever since more than eight million people had moved here, all sorts of problems had followed one after another. Just the number of people falling ill in different districts every day was enough to keep everyone busy.
Ordinary people might not understand just how remarkable it was for modern society to function smoothly.
Especially in massive cities with populations nearing or exceeding ten million.
Even with only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, a thousand people could fall ill on the same day.
That was why major cities faced shortages of medical and educational resources and so on.
It couldn't be helped. The educational and medical resources that could be established on limited land were also limited.
That was why Li Yao had never understood why so many people liked squeezing into places like Bei Shang Guang Shen. They said those places offered broader stages and more opportunities and resources, but how could they overlook the countless competitors just like themselves? Every person was certainly special and different,
but that also meant everyone's talents differed. Even if their talents were the same, their limits would not necessarily be the same.
It was like the difference between ordinary people and metahumans.
How did those people manage to be so blindly confident and full of ambition? Sure, those places had better medical conditions... but would you necessarily get to enjoy them after going there?
If that was the case,
how was it any different from only going there to register for treatment after you got sick? Even someone like Boss Li, who looked decent and had