"Ah ha ha ha ha ha! Ah ha ha ha ha!" Willy was lying in Enoch's car, his eyes rolled up and he looked at the sky; "People! People! Ha ha ha... so many people... so fun... ah ah ah
Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Trash." Enoch was extremely annoyed. He really didn't expect that Willy would be so helpless.
The Dyson Principles prohibit the production and sale of most addictive substances. Once violated, you will lose your asylum. Personal use of ethanol is allowed, but when it is used for non-power purposes, the intake is strictly limited and cannot exceed the self.
0.3 percent of the weight of an organism.
However, some good things that are "physically non-addictive" can still be sold.
For example, directly break through the brain-machine barrier, inject testosterone, and use electric current to stimulate the brain.
It is said that this is also a tradition. It has existed since the emergence of Dyson's Law. Traditional men will choose to play like this after playing a martial arts game or watching a competition.
Enoch especially likes this. He became a heavy machine before puberty. Logically speaking, he has no organs that secrete testosterone at all, and there are not even many parts that need testosterone regulation [such as bones and muscles]
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Normally, he should never have a concept of the "opposite sex" throughout his life.
Enoch would never forget the day when he first received this kind of service from a technician. As the tube of liquid entered his brain, he felt like he was being ignited. It was a feeling he had never felt before, and he didn't know how to describe it.
The chaotic currents released by the biological brain confused his mechanical body.
have no idea……
There is an urge, as if I want to destroy this body and break out of the cocoon.
He didn't even remember how he got back to town that day. He should have crashed something. At that time, Yulia scolded him. The instinct in his genes told him that he wanted to enter Yulia's database...
…or whatever. He wants to visit… wants to…
It must have been that shot of medicine that made him go crazy.
Therefore, Enoch especially understood Willy's current situation. This poor guy had no money. Maybe he had never experienced this kind of thing?
Enoch has spent a lot of money at the service station over the years. Even when he brought Willy here this time, he didn't feel too distressed. His dream, besides "being with Yulia", was to become the owner of a service station.
"Regular customers". It is said that the service station owner still has some image research materials on humans from the old era. Those things are very mysterious and only a few regular customers can take a look.
He wanted to join those people...
"Bang"!
A hollow sound.
Enoch was a little annoyed. Although he didn't have a tactile sensor, other sensing devices were fairly sensitive. His driving system showed that he suddenly gained about two hundred kilograms of weight. Combined with that voice, there was only one answer.
He was caught by the roller coaster again.
The roller coasters are a group of little gangsters, villains and hooligans. Most of them have nothing to do and make a living by running errands for others. Enoch never thinks this is a serious job. Most of them can't afford a serious power system, so they rely on
A vacuum suction cup, a set of chains and a family of pulleys for a ride.
Every transporter hates these parasites that cling to people at every turn.
Enoch pulled up the map and began to recall the surrounding routes, trying to find a bend—preferably a sharp turn, so that he could easily throw the roller coaster out.
In this case, even if the roller coaster is thrown to death, it will not violate Dyson's principle. The roller coaster's behavior itself is "unauthorized use of the owner's materials without the owner's consent" - here specifically refers to "fuel"
". Although this kind of behavior will not cause the roller skater to lose his "shelter", it is not worth protecting. If the owner causes the death of the roller skater during the fight back, the owner will not lose his "shelter".
But then there were several "dang-dang-dang" sounds. The suction cup seemed to fall off and then reattach to his body. Each time, the suction cup would land further forward.
——What the hell?
Enoch was startled and braked hurriedly. A black figure rushed in front of him. Willy's body was thrown out of the car almost at the same time and fell to the ground with a bang. Then, his left wheel turned forward,
The right wheel rotates backward, making an emergency turn.
But a suction cup had already been placed on the front of his car.
With the sound of the winch tightening, a short silver prosthetic body with four hands approached: "Hey, dear friend Enoch, stop the car, okay?"
The man's voice was very gentle. Enoch originally wanted to swing the front of the car and hit it, but the other person's actions stopped his thoughts.
A half-meter-long gun barrel was pointed at the area where his biological brain was located.
This is a modern firearm with electromagnetic excitation. It can fire several rounds of bullets before the recoil pushes the muzzle away. These bullets are like an incoherent alloy spear, enough to tear open the shell of a civilian machine like his.
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Enoch was so nervous that the engine made a whining noise: "Mr. Leif... I'm sorry, I... I just didn't recognize you!"
He knew this guy. His name was "Leif", and he lost his "asylum" because of murder many years ago.
Losing "protection" is a very bad thing. This means that anyone who kills you will not lose asylum. The lord and the warriors under his command will not prevent anyone from killing you.
On this basis, if you do anything that conflicts with the "Dyson Principle", the lord will issue a wanted order for you.
In other words, losing "asylum" does not mean "death", it just means that the most violent group in the world will no longer stop others from killing you.
Whether it's homogenous revenge, blood revenge or anything else, it's all up to you.
In this situation, the thugs who can survive are all capable.
Killing those who have lost their asylum will not lose the asylum of civilization.
Therefore, "civilization and order" still exist around the city and in various settlements.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, in the wilderness far away from the city, barbarism is the theme.
After losing their shelter, the thugs came to the wilderness to avoid being hunted and killed each other there.
Then, they hug each other for warmth and lick each other's wounds.
This is "thug".
Most of the thugs who can survive there are warriors, and no matter how bad they are, they know two-hand martial arts.
This is an existence that ordinary people cannot afford to offend.
Enoch even knew the thug in front of him. This guy's prosthetic body was very short, less than 1.5 meters tall, but very stocky. The bright red "z" mark on his head was his license to run rampant.
He had seen this man at the service station. However, Leif, who retained more biological organs, never enjoyed services with large machines like Enoch. He usually went to another one next door. Enoch never dared to provoke these people.
Thugs. But once, Leif had a sudden idea and went to the service station of heavy machinery and gave himself a shot in the brain.
"It's vulgar! It's empty! It's nothing but exciting!" Leif said after being in a trance.
At that time, Enoch was in the parking space next to Leif. He dared to say, "Yeah."
The only friendship between the two of them was at the service station. Sometimes, Leif would come to the service station here to give his brain a shot of testosterone, and then use electrodes to stimulate his brain with a few milliamps.
But this is limited to Leif's own interest. Enoch is also very attentive to this strong man. If the two people happen to be next to each other, while the electrical signals in the brain are still rushing around, Leif will occasionally chat with Enoch casually.
In a few sentences, let’s talk about murders and arson in the wilderness.
Whenever this happens, Enoch feels that he is quite awesome. Although these thugs have lost the protection of civilization, they are still alive. Some of them still live a very carefree life and are strong men.
And being able to chat with such a powerful person makes me a lot better than the townspeople.
Facing Leif, he really didn't dare to be disrespectful at all.
"Mr. Leif, what are you doing in the city this time?" Enoch desperately adjusted the parameters of his voice generator, trying to sound more obedient: "Didn't we see you when we were playing at the service station just now?
?Didn’t say hello to you?”
"Oh, dear brother Enoch, if you say this, it will make people think that I came to the city just to enjoy the service." Leif nodded his forehead: "Our boss can also check the memory. Are you doing harm?
me?"
"I...I..." Enoch felt that his clutch was opening and closing abnormally, and he was very uneasy.
If it weren't for his acquaintance with Leif, he might have been scared out of his wits.
"Don't be like this, don't be like this, friend." Leif took off the suction cup affectionately and patted the front of Enoch's car: "It won't hurt if you talk to people like me who have lost the protection of civilization. Don't be afraid.
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"Losing asylum" is just "losing asylum". Human citizens have no obligation to kill these thugs, nor have they any obligation to stay away from them. You are free to treat them however you want - it is true "whatever you want"
Just like that," you can kill them, deceive them about their private finances without leaving any negative comments, it's okay to do business with them, and it's okay to be friends with them.
Some thugs with high self-control skills will also come to the city. They will indeed face various attacks. But if others want to kill them, they must also consider the issue of "cost".
The thugs went into the city for shopping, repairs, and services.
Of course, they will also ask for information.
These thugs also have to abide by some rules. For example, they cannot easily attack settlements protected by lords. They can survive only because the lords and other "warriors" believe that their guilt is not enough, and hanging them may cost a lot of money.
the cost is too high.
But once a certain limit is exceeded and the lord feels that they "should be killed," then these thugs are doomed.
They will occasionally attack individuals in the wild, hiding themselves in the process. They will never attack sheltered settlements.
But when a settlement loses the protection of civilization... haha.
"Brother Enoch, I just heard something, a very interesting thing." Leif smiled: "I remember that you are from Recycling Town, right?"