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Chapter 1 Rusty Homo sapiens

"Kang-dang! Bang-dang! Bang-dang-kung-dang..."

Accompanied by a series of crisp metal sounds, Yuki, a boy dragging a large pile of scrap metal behind him, ran happily on the street, saying to everyone he met: "I have a dad! I have a dad!"

Most of the residents of Recycle Bin Town watched this scene with a smile - special note, it was a joke. Yuki's biological father died many years ago due to the lithium bacteria invading the biological brain, leaving behind a woman.

and seven children.

In order to feed her seven children, the woman had to sell her spine, cerebellum and pons and exchanged it for a construction machine. The reason why the town of Recycling Station is called Recycling Station Town is because a garbage dump from the "Sublimation War" era was dug up here.

The people in the town live off the resources of the garbage dump. There are some sublimation war-era alloys and other things that need to be transported to the city, and there is a huge demand for transportation.

After a woman became a construction machine, she no longer had the hands and feet to take care of her children. Four of the seven children died of illness one after another, and one was taken away by the tax collector as a genetic tax to maintain the diversity of the human gene pool. The eldest son was very young.

He had already gone to the city to make a living, and only this youngest son was left. He had been bullied since he was a child.

Most of the residents had little interest in Yuki's "new father". Only a few children pushed Yuki carelessly. Yuki's body fell to the ground with a loud "clang" - this was a cheap prosthetic body.

Characteristics.

"Haha... You bastard without a father, where is your father? Ah? Let someone take a look?"

The older boy in the lead laughed heartily.

Yuki snorted and raised his head in his arms: "Look! This is my new father!"

This is a... very, very miserable human head. His Tianling Cap has completely disappeared, and the edge of the metal skull is still twisted, as if it has been ravaged by a huge force. Inside is a charred black mass, which seems to be some melted residue, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

I doubt whether the biological brain is still there. He should have had a bionic epidermis before, but now only the metal shell is left, and the eyeballs are contained by the metal eyelids. A large piece of the mandible is also missing.

The big boy was stunned for a moment, and then burst out into loud laughter: "Ah ha ha ha... ha ha ha ha! This is a dead head! Ha ha ha! It really matches you! Dead head! Bastard... ha ha ha!"

"It's not a dead head!" The boy was very angry: "He's still alive! As long as you give him a little water, his eyeballs can still move!"

"Hahahahahaha... That's so funny! A dead head!" At this time, the older child no longer even had the interest to bully Yuki. He laughed wildly and waved his hand, telling Yuki to get out of here.

Yuki hugged that... or should I say that half of the head and ran home quickly.

He found this head deep in the garbage dump. He accidentally dug into a new soft area - it was some kind of buffer structure of the battleship. The polymer nano buffer material was still valuable in this era. This head

It just lay there. He thought it was relatively rare garbage, so he was very happy for a while. But when he left the garbage pile, he accidentally dropped his head into a puddle of sewage.

Then, he saw the head's eyeballs move.

"I will definitely fix you!" the boy said to his head: "This way I will have a father."



--I……

The man had a dream, a dream about "martial arts".

In the dream, the light of swords and shadows.

Vector jets, steel rods, ship-killing knives, Vulcan cannons, wireless signal receivers...

Each one is a good weapon that shocks the past and the present.

Motorized steps, demon subduing stick, ship control technique, gun lock, Yunlong hacking method...

Each one is a resounding and good martial arts.

--What……

His consciousness returned to his physical body. He opened his eyes, and the world in front of him was swaying, and all the scenery was in fluctuation.

"You kid...why did you just soak your head in the water? And put copper candy in it? You don't even have enough to eat..."

"Mom! Look! Look! His eyelids are really moving!"

"Huh? Are you really moving?"

"This way I have a new father!"

"We can't raise this dead head..."

"Mother!"

There seemed to be a quarrel.

Then, there was the sound of a car starting.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask the mayor to come over and take a look."

Inexplicable conversation.

Men's thinking is unsustainable.

So, he fell into a deep sleep again.

But this time, he had a nightmare.

Countless fists and palms exchanged. He could no longer remember the number.

Then...a cybernetic body with a body of five meters...one...one...

"Yawg..." the man said through gritted teeth.

"What are you talking about? Is that your name?"

Surprisingly, another voice spoke.

The man opened his eyes. What came into view was a wrinkled face. This face seemed to be original, with the upper part of the head replaced by a machine, and lens-like cylinders growing out of the eye sockets.

The man was a little surprised: "Who...are you?"

"The mayor of Recycle Bin Town." The old man smiled: "Who are you? 'Yog', is this your name?"

The man thought for a moment. But unexpectedly, his mind went blank.

"I am me……"

The man wanted to shake his head. But then he realized that he seemed to have only one head left. This discovery shocked the man. He had no choice but to answer: "I shouldn't be called this name... the name 'Yog' is not

my name."

"But this is the first word you shouted after you woke up." The mayor pondered for a moment: "Then, for the sake of convenience, let's call you 'Yog'?"

The man hesitated for a moment and wanted to nod. But he found that he still couldn't nod. He could only say: "For now... let's do this?"

Although there was a voice shouting loudly in his heart, reminding him that this name definitely had a profound meaning... it was definitely not his name. Even if he forgot himself, he would never forget this name... but he just couldn't figure out why.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yuki jumped up: "Mayor, Mayor! Could my father be a warrior from the old times? A super powerful one!"

The man was startled...and couldn't move: "I have a son?"

"No, no, no, you picked it up." The mayor explained a few words, and then said: "Dad and everything are the child's ideas. He lacks... the necessary care."

"Mayor!" Yuki stamped his foot: "You haven't said it yet!"

"Haha... This garbage dump was excavated fifty years ago. The time of the 'Sublimation War' was even earlier. It is impossible for brain cells to survive that long." The mayor wanted to explain a few words.

But realizing that Youki didn't understand at all, he could only shake his head.

"It must be the garbage that came from the city a few months ago, right?" Outside the window, an unusually mechanical voice came in.

The sound was almost noise, shaking the glass. The man turned his eyes and saw a truck parked outside the window...

Should that vehicle be called a truck? The man did see a huge cargo bed. But the front of the car was very small, and it was impossible to fit a person into it. On the front of the car, a camera was looking at the man.

Only then did the man realize that he... or rather his head, was lying on a bed, with a large lamp placed above his head. The lamp should have been brought by the village chief, and its wire was plugged directly into the village chief's neck.

into the socket.

And this bed is facing the window.

"In order to raise money to treat her child, Yulia sold her spine, cerebellum and pons, and then used the remaining money to buy construction machinery." The mayor pointed to the door: "This way, I can earn more than before.

A little bit, but this kind of body cannot enter the house, so I can only decorate the room like this."

The man was a little surprised.

He vaguely felt...human beings shouldn't be like this. This wasn't how humans should be.

Yuki looked at the mayor expectantly. The mayor thought for a moment: "Maybe he was really a figure before? Maybe he was an athlete?"

"Wow!" Yuki exclaimed in surprise.

The man was still confused.

"Okay, it must be tiring to think like this, right?" The mayor turned to the man and shook his head: "I still have a driver chip here, which my grandson just replaced - I don't know what you have experienced before, but you

All the equipment on the outside of the biological brain has been burned, leaving only a few components. Fortunately, your brain-computer barrier is very reliable..." The mayor put his hand on the man's head: "I cleaned it for you, and there seems to be a few more.

I’ll replace it with a usable interface for you!”

Only then did the man realize that he seemed to have only half a head, no tongue, and a sound generator directly connected to his mouth.

——Why is such an important thing just now...ah!

A feeling like an electric shock.

【Discover new equipment】

[Installing necessary drivers]

New signals race through the nerves.

--This feeling……

The man suddenly felt that his body was "alive".

My only body suddenly became alive!

"Without the assistance of a driver chip, it is difficult for a biological brain to control a prosthetic body... I think your eyesight is good, and it might be quite valuable. Think about it? Sell it to me and I can get you a prosthetic body."

The man wanted to shake his head again. He quickly expressed his denial: "No, thank you for your kindness. But I think... maybe there are clues about my past in my eyes. I don't want to change them yet."

The mayor shook his head: "Then there are no free prosthetics..."

Yuki jumped up: "I can go find it in the garbage dump!"

"It's not that easy." The mayor put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and left.

Yuki jumped up: "Bah! I can find..."

"Okay!" Yulia's trumpet honked seriously. Yuki immediately stopped talking.

In the evening, Yuki hugged the man's head and fell asleep like this.

Outside the window, Yulia's camera focused on the man. The man looked like he couldn't sleep at all.

——What is this "Yog" thinking?

Yulia couldn't help but be a little curious. She didn't have much of the shame of women in the old days. Except for the biological brain, the rest of her body was made of steel. With a body like this, why was there any need to be shy?

She only has one wish now, which is to watch Yuki grow up, put on a good prosthetic body, and then...and then...

She couldn't imagine the future either.

This was also the reason why she didn't insist on asking Yuki to throw away the head. Maybe the child would be happier this way.

However, it is impossible for their family to buy a prosthetic body, no matter how cheap it is. All the money will be used to replace Yuki with an adult prosthetic body. In a few years, Yuki's biological parts will exceed that of a child prosthetic body.

the maximum limit.

But adult prosthetics are expensive.

Sometimes, Yulia wanted to sell her temporal and frontal lobes. But she heard people say that people who sell their temporal and frontal lobes are no longer human beings, but just machines.

It's not a big deal to become a machine. But if she can't love Yuki anymore, can she still work?

You must save money quickly!

I hope this dead head can work in the future!

Think of it as repaying Yuki's kindness for saving him.

The man also saw the look in Yulia's eyes. To be honest, this kind of "look" from the camera always made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know why.

That's not all that made him uncomfortable. Now, the name "Yog" has temporarily become his nickname. But this makes him feel very inappropriate.

In this darkness, he finally determined one thing.

The real owner of the name "Yog" is absolutely, absolutely, his enemy.

The sworn enemy.

——I am...a rebel...

——I'm resisting...what?


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