After a few months, the entire space-time empire has changed again.

Thousands of high-rise buildings stand on the earth, with few pedestrians on the road, and small floating cars fly around the road. A building often comes in and out, but these people look like they are in a hurry.

The term "otaku" used to come from the Japanese Otaku tribe. Although there is a gap between it and the Otaku tribe in some ideas, it cannot change their essence - staying at home.

With the advent of a new world, the new space-time empire has developed sufficiently. Many people no longer want to go out to work. They rely on the government's minimum living allowances. The emergence of a thousand-story tower building has also made travel difficult. Therefore, many people stay at home with peace of mind, indulge in various things, and know nothing about changes in the outside world.

Often, many otakus and ladies go out and don’t even recognize the nearby streets. They have lived here for decades, but they can’t even remember the road in front of the door. They often get lost. All of this is in the billboard below. The billboards that are often replaced are too confusing.

However, Ye Nan didn't care about them. The empire's resources were endless. Even if they were wasted, how much could they be wasted. Moreover, they were not enterprising, which was their own will. Ye Nan could not interfere. What he could do was to improve some enjoyment and allow those who were willing to work hard to enjoy more resources than those who were otakus. Of course, this refers to the credit point.

Staff who work hard to earn credit points are always more relaxed than otakus and otakus. Otaku who stays at home and earns credit points are not included.

"The empire's population is now 12 billion, with four life planets and twelve habitable planets. There is another planet under renovation and development. The initial transformation will be completed in about a year." Smila introduced to Ye Nan.

"Once that planet is transformed, the population pressure on the earth can be greatly reduced."

"Population pressure?" Ye Nan frowned, "How come there are still population pressure on so many planets."

Before the end of the world, the Earth could carry 6 billion people. The technology of the space-time empire is much more developed than that time. And there are four life planets, twelve inhabitable planets, and no matter how you look at it, there will be no pressure on people.

But Smila would not lie to him, so he didn't understand.

"There are too many otakus." Smila said helplessly: "Thanks to your minimum living allowance plan, many otakus women have been caused. These otakus women either play games at home, chat with friends, watch movies and listen to music, etc."

"Now, three out of every four people on Earth are otaku, and there is only one person who goes out to work. Are you under great population pressure?" Smila explained.

"So many?" Ye Nan was also surprised. He originally thought that although there were many otaku, it was impossible to go as many as there were, but he didn't expect there would be so many.

He believed Smila's words. As one of the Internet masters, Smila was powerful enough to search for everyone's data. With these data, her results were very accurate and far from comparable to any sample survey.

"The number of otakus is still increasing, and you are all blamed for this." Smila looked at Ye Nan with resentment, because Ye Nan advocated the minimum living allowance plan and the robot expansion plan. Now in the entire empire, robots have taken over 90% of the work. Except for some work that requires brain power, the rest are done by robots.

Otaku and otakus without the pressure of life. Without social pressure, they naturally pursue entertainment and excitement. Many H games such as murder games and tram mischief are prevalent. In addition, Ye Nan adopted a dual-free policy of online reality. As long as you do not violate the law, you will not be condemned by society. This has also led to the prevalence of polygamy system, and many otaku are single.

Under such a cycle, the phenomenon of otakus and ladies becomes more and more serious. Many people live in their homes for a year or two, and they refuse to come out to meet people at all. If it weren’t for the prevalence of virtual games and letting them exercise their words, Smila would have doubted whether they would not be able to speak in the future.

"I personally think this phenomenon must be cured."

"How to deal with it?" While speaking, Ye Nan had already arrived at the bottom of the high-rise building. At the bottom of the thousand-story building was an empty hall. In addition to the elevator, there were some small shops selling snacks. These shop owners were fighting in virtual games, and only some robots were left behind.

"It's indeed time to rectify it." Ye Nan narrowed his eyes.

He was not very satisfied with the phenomenon he saw. He treated civilians preferentially, not to raise pigs, and even more, pigs could be slaughtered and eaten meat. After these people died, they seemed to have no other homework except occupying the land.

From birth to death, they have no worries about food and clothing, and have never made any contribution to society. They only know how to play and play with the money given by the government. They spend their whole life playing and take up space after they finish playing. They can be said to have no contribution at all.

Of course, this is not the current situation of all otakus and otakus. There are also a considerable number of otakus and otakus and otakus and otakus and otakus and otakus and otakus and otakus and et al. In short, some are interested and subsidized for family income, while others are interested in both interest and earning credit, and want to live a better life.

However, these people are only a small number of people. Most of the otakus and women do not need to make money because of the minimum living allowance. They stay at home one by one and refuse to go out. In order to save food, drink, defecation and sensation, some people specially make magical tools that can urinate and defecate on the spot, etc.

Dingdong!

When the elevator door opened, Ye Nan did not go in, but pressed the ten elevators separately, then squinted his eyes, wanting to see if there is anyone inside the elevator?

To a certain extent, a small society has been formed in the thousand-story tall buildings, including farmland, small processing plants, etc.

In fact, a thousand-story tall building is not only a thousand-story tall, but also a composite type. It is a cylindrical shape. The elevator is located in the middle and then there are housing in all directions. In addition to housing, there are some houses with other special purposes, such as electronic rooms, bowling rooms, comprehensive entertainment halls, etc. Some companies even open it here. Of course, most of these special purpose houses are on the ground floor.

After all, such a thousand-story tower has a population of almost tens of thousands, and they are still rich in their pockets, which is a good business opportunity.

There were only dozens of people walking out in the ten elevators, and a large part of these people were robots, which made Ye Nan a little disappointed.

"Indeed, I should give them some pressure." Ye Nan murmured to himself.

The excellent minimum living allowance is not about raising pigs. His purpose is to make people have enough food, but his original intention is definitely not to keep people at home, do nothing, and wait for death.

"But how should we design it," Smila asked again.

"Go in and have a look first." Ye Nan shook his head, walked into the elevator, and pressed the number 1,000 on it.

The elevator rose rapidly and after about five minutes, the elevator reached the top. Ye Nan walked out of the elevator and looked at the clouds under his feet, and was slightly proud, "The scenery is really good, the thousand-story building."

Ye Nan looked down from a high place, looking at the tall buildings that were towering into the clouds, looking at the black dots like ants on the ground, looking at the birds that occasionally flew by, and looking at the rumbling planes in the sky, becoming more and more wild, "One day, my empire will rule the entire Milky Way."

"Of course." Smila's influence simply emerged from Ye Nan's wrist and gradually covered his wrist. "I look forward to the day you succeed."

"It's useless to look forward to it, you have to help me." Ye Nan looked at Smila affectionately at the beauty in front of him. If Smila was not a projector, he might not be able to rush forward and do something beastly.

"You two." A loud roar outside the door woke up a pair of dogs. Yan Luo, who had just walked up, decisively interrupted the affectionate two people with his actions, and then looked at the eyes of the two people looking over, and swayed their feet.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it. I just read too many novels." Yan Luo made an excuse for himself.

"Are you a novel?" Ye Nan raised his chin and looked at Yan Luo, showing a malicious smile, "Do you like reading novels very much?"

“Yes, I like it very much.”

Although he instinctively felt that the smile on Ye Nan's face was malicious, Yan Luo thought about it and felt that he should answer. He was afraid that Ye Nan, who had ruined a good thing, would attack him. He clearly saw the watch on Ye Nan's wrist. It was a high-end product carrying holographic projection, proving that he was either rich or noble.

"Have you read the time travel novel?" Ye Nan asked again, the smile on his face became more and more despicable, "Don't you know if you like time travel?"

"Time travel? I like it!" Yan Luo became furious when he heard Ye Nan talk about the novels he liked to read. "Now novels are popular time travel, but these time travel themes are too old. They either struck lightning, crashed cars or were broken. Why don't you try flying? I think flying..."

"Flying?" Ye Nan's smile became more and more strange, and he suddenly moved, "Since you like flying so much, then fly once."

"What are you going to do?" Yan Luo, who was talking about how to travel through time to be creative, suddenly became afraid of Ye Nan who had already come to him. Suddenly, he felt his body lighter and his whole body became lighter.

"I seemed to fly."

Before Yan Luo could react, Yan Luo's eyes went dark and he fell into a coma.

"Smila, I've left this guy to you. Let him experience what time travel is." Ye Nan said with a smile. The time travel he refers to is naturally to simulate a world through virtual games, just to make him feel the reality, so he needs to inject some special liquid to reduce his body's reaction ability.

"OK."
Chapter completed!