Stowaway

Lu Bai's opinion remained unchanged.

He hoped to improve the lives of the underprivileged to the best of his ability.

As the saying goes, one cannot speak without investigation. To avoid doing more harm than good, he naturally needed to first understand the operating rules of this shelter.

In the past, he had mostly researched the history of the shelter and various aspects of the Deathmatch System.

Now, upon closer inspection, he discovered that the discontent among the residents of Shelter No. 9, while not extremely severe, was certainly widespread.

On the surface, the internet does indeed present a picture of peace and tranquility, with people seemingly satisfied with their current lives.

Public opinion polls in various Livability City also show that people are very satisfied with the management of the city council.

However, given the existence of internet censorship, the extent to which this scene is realistic is a matter of opinion.

Therefore, Lu Bai chose to frequent various social media platforms, especially those with a semi-private domain interest.

It's likely that the city's internet regulatory department is also aware that many things are better left unchecked than prevented.

Compared to a complete blockade, leaving an outlet for expression is more conducive to stability and easier to manage.

If we don't even leave such places, it's like deliberately setting off a cesspool; then excrement will splatter everywhere.

Lu Bai quickly found similar places on social media platforms, where everyone was talking in a very abstract way, mostly venting their emotions, and there wasn't much actually useful information.

Fortunately, Lu Bai was patient and didn't rush to get results.

Even though he had ideas to change the world, he wasn't in a hurry.

As the saying goes, "Listen to both sides and you will be enlightened; listen to only one side and you will be misled."

He also doesn't just look at one platform; instead, he tries to collect information from various platforms to ensure the authenticity of the information.

Aside from places that are purely for venting.

Looking at other legitimate platforms, including forums and entertainment sections, Lu Bai could sense that the level of hostility online was visibly high.

Without uttering a single word, two complete strangers separated by a screen can unleash a torrent of vicious curses at each other.

The message behind this phenomenon is actually quite dangerous.

It's important to understand that Emotional Stability is actually a luxury.

Often, it not only represents upbringing and manners, but also relates to quality of life.

Migrant workers toil away at construction sites during the day, and although they haven't made any mistakes, they are constantly harassed and verbally abused by contractors and safety officers. To make a living, they can only hunch over and Smiling Face, saying, "You're right to lecture me."

The other is a landlord who owns dozens of properties. He collects the rent while humming a tune and sipping tea, and even goes to get a foot massage on the side.

When these two people got home, they both saw their children playing games, with their failed exam papers next to them.

The reactions of the two are probably self-evident, aren't they?

The so-called "happy person avoidance principle" inherently carries a sense of superior arrogance.

When there is widespread pressure in society, it manifests online as endless hostility.

It is obvious that the vast majority of people are not doing well.

The reason why the situation has been able to remain relatively stable is mainly due to the large gap in military strength.

If bloodshed could erase the disparity in strength, this shelter would probably have undergone several major changes by now.

It's definitely time for a change.

The problem is that the reality is far more complex than the Deathmatch Arena in the world of cultivation.

In a short period of time, Lu Bai really didn't know where to start.

"We still need to take a closer look."

Time flies like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall, passing in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Lu Bai's life was not a simple routine.

After checking in at the Zudian Campus every day, he would wander around other Livability City, and only after getting off work and going home would he continue to hang out on various social media platforms.

Of course, this doesn't exactly qualify as dereliction of duty.

After all, he was originally in the field operations department of the Zudian Campus, and also served as the deputy Captain of the 10th squadron of the City Martial Force.

Inspecting Livability City falls within the scope of authority of these two jobs.

"Junior, skipping class again?"

Li Shan, wearing a black leather trench coat, seemed to have bumped into Lu Bai on the street and greeted him.

Lu Bai politely greeted Senior Li.

Li Shan patted Lu Bai on the shoulder and laughed, "You're a vice Captain, after all. Isn't it a bit inappropriate that you've never been to the City Martial Force Headquarters?"

"Anyway, I'll just clock out and leave. What's the big deal if I don't go? Will they hold me back from my salary?" Lu Bai replied casually.

Li Shan's eyes flashed with admiration for his fellow enthusiast. "Junior, you're quite quick to learn! You've mastered how to play our City Martial Force so quickly."

"Let's finish the small talk and get going. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can leave work."

A young girl's voice, filled with a deep sense of despondency, rang out.

Only then did Lu Bai notice that behind this cheap senior was a young woman who was no more than 1.5 meters tall.

"Does the senior have official business?"

"It's nothing major. We just received a report of a death in Livability City Seven. We heard the deceased's body was dried up, and we suspect it was the work of a suicide bomber. So I was sent here to oversee the crime scene."

Li Shan spread her hands, looking like she didn't want to deal with this kind of trouble at all.

The 1.5-meter-tall girl's expression grew increasingly gloomy. "Let's hurry up and find the killer as soon as possible so this can end quickly. I still need to get my nails done."

"Hey, what's the rush? Can't you see I'm getting to know my junior?"

Li Shan waved her hand dismissively.

The little potato girl's face darkened. "Li Shan! If you think it's fun to drive an 18-year-old Bipolar Disorder, sensitive, suspicious, severely depressed, late-night owl, loves listening to emo music, has arms covered in scars, and cries every day like an INFP butterfly, then you can continue."

The senior student tilted his head and glanced at her. "Feng Yixuan, if you find it amusing to threaten a vegetarian, a pica person, a transgender bisexual, a Latino-African transgender person, a person with opposition defiance disorder, or an anti-patriarchal supporter of gender freedom, then you can continue."

Lu Bai: "..."

Feng Yixuan suddenly turned to look at Lu Bai, and said angrily, "Which side are you on?"

"He's my junior, do I even need to ask which side he's on?" Li Shan said, hands on her hips.

"I don't know, I'm new here."

After saying that, Lu Bai decisively turned and left.

But what no one noticed was that in a Livability Building right next to their block, a young man was staring intently at Lu Bai through the glass window.

The young man pressed his hands against the windowsill, exerting force intentionally or unintentionally, causing the veins on the back of his hands to bulge.

After a moment, a slightly frightening sound came from his throat, like the whimper of a wounded wild beast.

"I never expected to see you again, Heavenly Venerate Lu..."

"The grudge of destroying my sect..."