Hanxun Chen
The city was built on a floating island. The long-term pollution caused severe desertification, which made the original living environment of human beings worse. The high-level government decided to build a new city above the more moderated area. They demolished a part of a skyscraper below the 200th floor, leaving only the stairs leading to the upper level, and built an elevator on top of the stairs as a checkpoint for entering the city.
The government has severely restricted the number of people entering floating cities. In addition to the quota reserved for the officials and nobles, only the elite who can contribute to social development, the craftsmen who work hard, the army that maintains the stability of the government, and the slaves who serve the nobles have gained access. Beggars, gangsters, poor people, bachelors, artists, poets, actors, scoundrels, thinkers were expelled because the government thought they were the seeds of confusion.
With the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer pure land in the world, and the fugitives gradually gather from all over the world under this floating island, and gradually build a slum attached to it around the stairs. Like a parasite, it had to rely on the leftovers pouring from above for a long time. The government can only accept the constant influx of people under the island, and has strengthened its vigilance on the city gates.
As more and more people are fleeing, the burden on the entire region is becoming heavier, and the trend of desertification is gradually spreading here. After a decision, the government decided to abandon the city and find a new home before everything went out of control.
A few days after the decision, the people on the island left quietly. Those who are kind-hearted will secretly throw away what they don't need to take away. It is a final parting gift to these people who have never met. The people under the island knew nothing about what was happening above, just wondering that there was less and less rubbish falling every day. The shortage of food has stimulated people's desire to survive in their minds, and various bloodshed events may occur only for half of the leftover bread. The ruined town was gradually covered with blood, and the streets were permeated with the smell of rotting corpses and the harsh screams and crying. People broke through the blockade on the ground floor and climbed up the stairs like crazy. They patted the elevator door leading to the upper floor desperately, but there was no response.
The disaster didn't last long, and a dust storm completely obscured the last hope of this parasitic town. It closed all the dying eyes, maybe it was a relief for them. The floating island is now covered with a veil, and the dust covers these cold high-rise buildings, which gradually fades the sound of human footprints.
When it was a little calm, it was still surrounded by muddy air. It can be seen vaguely that under the dim sky, the original town under the island has lost its trace in the sands. Only a few protruding stone bricks and dead wood indicate that life was born here. There are only a few steps left at the moment, as if the distance between the people of the two worlds has been reduced. Sunlight passes through the haze, and the cables passing through the dense buildings fall on the simulated ground in the city. Some people say that the children here were born in the sky. When they first landed on their feet for the first time, they did not touch the earth's soil, Not alone if they have smelt the fragrant after the rain or not .And now they are heading towards the higher sky, toward the place of heaven described in the ancient scriptures, approaching little by little.
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