Demon Lord 3

We traveled through time again, and after arriving in this world, our experience was completely different from before. We consciously revised the questions we had just thought of, and when we arrived, this world was pretty much as we imagined. Instead of the previous negativity, there was a sense of unbridled enthusiasm. What's going on? Has it gotten worse, or better? Obviously, it's definitely getting better, because at least there's no smoke of war here. But why does it feel worse? Because every inch of this land exudes a sense of extravagance. There's no progress, and so many things are caught in a very vulgar trap. Lin Muze couldn't help but frown again and asked what was going on here, but I couldn't answer. I told him to wait and see and then draw conclusions! Who is to blame here? We can't imagine it now, but we explored it carefully and found that everything here is still the same as we knew before. There is no progress, no retreat, but it has become extravagant. We came to the noodle shop again and saw the owner of the noodle shop. We stepped forward and looked at the owner of the noodle shop curiously. Although there was no smile on his face, he was in better condition than before. I asked him curiously what happened here. He seemed to have our previous memories. After all, we had never seen anyone before, only him. He said to us: "You are finally here. Do you know how I have been here for the past 100 years? Although I have family and friends, because these things developed too fast later, we couldn't keep up with the pace, which caused my family to be broken up and my wife and children to be separated. Brother Fei has always believed in development. Although he didn't develop the economy, he developed the Internet, the media, and the supermodels. In the end, our world is even more devastated. Although there is no smoke of gunpowder, it does not mean that there is no war. We live a life worse than death here every day. The upper world The distance between us and the lower world is too great, leaving us with few opportunities to strive for success. Women might have an easier time in this world, but more capable men at the top enjoy a life of extravagance. Women become their playthings, while those of us at the bottom can only live a life worse than death. As a result, we might never find a girlfriend, and even if we do, they'll likely be cheated on, draining us of every last drop of blood. We're nothing more than empty shells." Lin Zhenfei said, "Who do you think is responsible for this? Is it me? I still can't imagine what I've done." The noodle shop owner, though incredulous, nodded. After all, this was his own experience. His life hadn't been easy in the past 100 years, worse than the previous 100. At least while others struggled, he'd managed to hold on for a while, and hadn't been particularly abused. But this time, he's been incredibly distressed, both physically and mentally, and has suffered immensely. We came here to comfort him. There's no other way. We must now see what the upper echelons of this world are like. He said he'd saved a lot of money over the years, and knowing we'd definitely come back, he'd saved up some money and gotten us some tickets. I asked him what the tickets were, and he said they gave us free access to the upscale venues and the upper floors. We were curious about what the currency was here. He said that besides looks, it all came down to hard-earned money, and hard-earned money wasn't as effective as looks. To put it bluntly, this was a world where looks and figures mattered. Women were highly sought after, but attractive women were highly sought after, while unattractive women were like grass that fell to the wind. Lin Zhenfei felt helpless and remorseful, saying he'd ruined everyone this time, but he didn't want to do this anymore. He had to get to the upper floors and see what it was like. We still haven't really understood the aesthetics of this world, especially since every poster I see depicts a beautiful woman. While beautiful, I find it a little strange. Perhaps the current aesthetic standards have become distorted! The person written on the poster is a world-famous model. To put it bluntly, she has fair skin and beautiful looks. I wonder who she learned this aesthetic from.