【Century of Disaster 102·Day 87】

"At 3:45 this afternoon, the resistance army was officially defeated."

"The rebels will put all members in criminal files, kill the chief culprit, and degrade the character of the rest and send them to a shelter."

"In connection with the betrayal of Kaskinen Philo, perhaps humans should start thinking about how we can stick to our true intentions in an increasingly difficult city-state situation."

"At present, the Tawei Mechanical Army has been permanently shut down. A total of 657 rebels have been arrested, and the rest are still escaping."

"Next is the live broadcast of the city-state emergency meeting..."

The LCD screen on the wall broadcasts the latest progress in real time.

People slowly poked their heads out of the houses.

The Central City Building, which towers straight into the clouds like a sharp sword, still stands in the eyes of the city-state residents, as if it has not been invaded. The artillery fire that can be heard everywhere in the city has stopped at this time.

"Click, click."

High-top leather boots stepped on, and a red-haired young man walked among the ruins, carrying a red book.

The afternoon sun fell on his hair, like a soft band of light surrounding him.

He looked around and saw crowds of people surging like shadows on their temples. The glass doors of automatic banks were shattered, supermarket shelves were looted, and the financial building was without power, as dim and silent as a tombstone...

In the cold steel forest, the presence of people seems to add warmth to the city, but they themselves are constantly depriving others of their warmth.

"The scale of the war looks scary and attracts the attention of the whole city, but in fact the damage is very small and limited to this area..."

Thoughts flashed in Su Lin's eyes: "The rebels have a clear goal. It seems that they are just trying to break into the Central City. It has no higher strategic significance. Moreover, it ended too hastily."

"You mean, this is like a trial at dawn?" A voice came from his shoulder.

It was a fox with pink fur, and its furry tail swayed, scattering the surrounding dust and smoke.

Its black grape-like eyes stared at Su Lin, like a pink fur ball, quite cute.

"Xiao Ai, I hate animals approaching me." Su Lin said.

"It's just possession. I finally found an animal with decent looks. With a physical body, at least I won't be floating around like a ghost." Pink Little Ai said: "Are you a mysophobia? Don't worry, I'm with you.

Now, this fox’s body won’t be dirty.”

"I mean... you could at least find someone."

"Huh?" Pink Little Ai's face changed drastically: "Do you like people lying on your shoulders?"

"..." Su Lin frowned: "I mean you can possess someone and follow me instead of lying on my shoulder."

"I am a god with a sense of morality, how could I invade a human body? This fox is about to die, so I will get into her body." Pink Little Love said.

Su Lin thought about it and found that Airya, as the God of Nine, had a good side. He had never done anything harmful to nature before, and he was indeed a kind god.

Of course, he is also very kind.

He stepped through the ruins, and with a click, he almost stepped on a broken human hand. This human hand was wearing a brand-name watch and had been shattered in the gunfire.

No matter how well controlled a war is, there will always be casualties and irreparable casualties.

"The world doesn't need gods who control war...?"

Su Lin said to herself.

He looked at the other side of the street, where the people with shackles around their necks were dejected and their faces were gray.

This was a group of captured rebels. They were suppressed and walked through the streets like a parade, losing all honor, status and dignity.

"boom!"

On the live TV broadcast, gunfire rang out. The rebel soldier standing on the wooden frame tilted his body, and a high-explosive bullet penetrated from the back of his neck. Blood sprayed out like a spray, and his body and head were separated.

The mechanical army responsible for the execution dragged his body away, leaving a long trail of blood on the square.

Rows of crosses line the square, like hundreds of saplings taking root in the soil.

On each cross, there is a resistance soldier whose life has entered the countdown. This may be a strange sense of ritual, and the Dawn system wants to "judge" the lives of these people in such a mocking way.

Their lives had already been written to end like this the moment they decided to raise their guns.

The city-state does not need rebels, sensibility and blood, it only needs hard-working workers and gears. The data of Dawn is enough to arrange everyone's life - only in this way can the fire of civilization survive and millions of human beings can survive in the end of the world.

, and also maintain a modern urban living environment.

On the live TV, the sounds of the rebels whimpering could be heard. In addition, there were cold gunshots, and the bodies lost their warmth.

Millions of city-state residents watched this scene in front of the screen, and they became more determined not to seek refuge in other dimensions or to disobey the Dawn System.

In the midst of the extremely depressing execution, among the rows of crosses, some rebels desperately spat out the sackcloth in their mouths and exhaled loudly.

"——No, that's not right! People were able to live a very good life during the century catastrophe a hundred years ago, and it was all because of Akto!! If it hadn't been for his original wish, we wouldn't have..."

"——We just want freedom. Such a life ruled by machines... If it is not enough to maintain a population of one million, then we can be self-reliant! Don't humans have the right to choose their own future? Who knows if the Dawn System will maintain it?

A big game of chess——"

"boom!"

Gunshots suddenly broke out.

Blood splattered.

Warm blood seemed to splash on the TV screen. Su Lin turned away and passed by the hanging LCD screen indifferently.

"Kill well, this is what the traitor should suffer." Su Lin said.

He opened the red book in his hand:

"I really like his style more and more."

…

[Core Area·Conslitin University]

Yamada Machichi buried his head and finished all the food in the bowl.

Compared to the fringe area, university life is simply paradise.

Although he doesn't have any requirements for food, the cooking robot is really advanced. Even the big pot of rice in the canteen can produce the most delicious taste in the world.

He was cooking with his classmate Luo Cha, whom he had just met, enjoying delicacies that could not even be tasted in the world of the Lord God.

"Come on, dear, try this dry beef..." Yamada Machichi took the initiative to pick up some vegetables in order to please the NPC.

Suddenly, there was a "click", and in the cafeteria, the city-wide live broadcast of the LCD screen lit up - LCD screens were located in every corner of the city-state, controlled by the Dawn System, and they would be forcibly turned on at specific times.

"There's another live broadcast." Luo Cha looked up.

"boom!"

The students in the cafeteria looked up.

They saw crosses on the screen like white tombstones.

Some bullets not only penetrated the backs of the rebels' necks, but also tore off their heads. Various red and white semi-liquids flowed down, flooding like poured paint.

Yamada Machi's face turned pale. He didn't expect that today's live TV broadcast would be so disappointing.

He was still thinking about whether to go to Central City to help Su Ming'an, but he didn't expect that only three hours later, the resistance army was defeated.

Even the execution venue and props have been arranged.

The mechanical army will read out the name, family background, and life history of the person being executed, and then shoot him in the back of the neck. Some people are not dead, twisting their bodies and trembling and wailing, and some people die too miserably, with all kinds of red and white fluids

The body was scattered on the ground.

What's even more terrifying is the atmosphere of judgment, the scene where one's own life is not in control and everything is handed over to the judge, which makes people subconsciously fearful.

"Uhhhhhh-"

Sobs and wails penetrated the screen and rang in everyone's ears.

The originally bustling cafeteria became quiet. The students had never been out of the city and had never seen such a bloody scene.

"Is this the consequence of betraying the city-state?" Luocha on the other side said in a trembling voice.

"Well..." Yamadacho paused for a while and continued to cook. The world game copy is better than this underworld, and he is immune.

"I actually heard Tawei's whisper. I also thought that if I was not satisfied with the job I was assigned, I would listen to Tawei's opinion... Now I don't dare to do it at all." Luo Cha's hands were shaking:

"If I am caught, I will die and my family will be implicated... This is simply a shame that will last forever."

"Don't be afraid. You have a good personality and mood. It's okay." Yamada-machi took a bite of the ear root and almost vomited it out.

...How can there be such unpalatable food in the world! Is this something humans eat?

He stared closely at the folded ears in the bowl, thinking about how to change the dish, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"During the war, I suspended all information systems to prevent him from further intrusion."

"The Dawn System's response is not untimely, it is just to further identify the perpetrators, reduce the scope of the disaster, and protect the safety of most residents."

Yamada Machichi raised his head.

The war has come to an end. Akto is delivering a speech.
To be continued...