On the day when the big boss came to collect the genetic tax, the entire recycling town made the most solemn preparations. The mayor hung up plastic banners. These brightly colored decorations can be stored for hundreds of years without deteriorating.
Faded, it can be regarded as one of the few "entertainment items" in this world. And all the townspeople temporarily put aside their work and gathered in the square on the west side of the town.
All the large construction machinery are lined up. In front of the construction machinery are the highly modified senior workers. Beyond that are the ordinary residents. Some senior workers have long knelt on the ground. Their steel bodies ensure that
They didn't feel uncomfortable kneeling. They didn't know when the "Big Boss" would come, so they simply kept kneeling.
The man took Yuki and stood in the middle of the crowd.
He saw that the people in the front row, including the mayor, were holding babies. The degree of modification of these babies was generally very low. Among them, the highest degree of modification was that the throat was connected to a nutrition delivery pipe. This could free up the labor of the parents.
, making the family’s income higher.
The man always feels a little uncomfortable. He knew two months ago that those babies are "taxes". In order to enrich the diversity of the "human gene pool", the lords will collect babies as taxes. And if the settlement cannot provide high-quality
By providing newborn babies, the lord can deem the settlement to have no value. He will no longer need to continue to provide protection to the settlement.
This is also stipulated by the so-called "Dyson Principle". The lord cannot impose further punishment for "not paying taxes", no punishment will do.
However, if the lord does not protect the residents, then the uncivilized and uncivilized thugs "knights" can ravage the settlement at will.
It is still difficult for the man to accept the reality of treating human beings as taxes. However, he can't change anything now. His prosthetic body is made of scraps and is really too weak. Not to mention large-scale construction machinery, even if it has a high degree of modification
All the workers can crush him.
He can't cause trouble to the town.
"How long do we have to wait..." Yuki closed his eyes. The gray ground reflected the sun, which was a test for his natural eyes that had not been strengthened. And his natural skin could not withstand such a long period of exposure.
At this moment, there was a commotion among the crowd.
"coming!"
The thunderous sound came from far to near. Three ground-effect aircraft were approaching quickly.
A ground-effect aircraft is a dynamic vehicle that uses the ground effect to provide support for flight. The ground-effect aircraft is equipped with fixed wings and can fly close to the ground (or water surface). The lower surface of the wing is very close to the ground, forming a blockage of airflow and providing
Lift keeps the aircraft close to the ground.
The three aircraft are in a triangular formation. The leading aircraft has a white base and is supplemented by golden patterns. It is very luxurious and has a somewhat classical aesthetic. The two following aircraft are painted in pure black.
The three aircraft stopped moving at the edge of the square. The jets started, spraying air downwards and raising dust several meters high.
All the giant machines sounded their horns in unison. The loud sound made the man feel his skull vibrate.
The babies cried loudly. Their fragile eardrums could not bear this kind of stimulation. I am afraid that after this day, the ears of these babies will become useless. But no one cares. Artificial hearing organs are not valuable at all in this era. In addition, in terms of sensory organs,
In fact, natural organs cannot be compared with enhanced prosthetics. Even for work, a person should try to replace his natural sensory organs.
No one cares about this little thing.
After the dust settled, the construction machinery slowly stopped honking.
After that, the hatches of the three ground-effect aircraft opened. On the two black aircraft, fifteen modified soldiers came down each. Their transformation should be relatively complete. Their heads were completely like a square camera, and their limbs were slender, showing an industrial look.
The beauty of streamlines.
But on the leading aircraft, someone came down...
Much like a natural person.
It's a bit rude to say this. No one likes the appearance of a purely natural person. Natural evolution has retained too many unreasonable designs, and there is no beauty at all. But he really looks like a natural person. He wears a yellow-green military uniform with a tall stand-up collar.
He was wearing a pair of high military boots, and he even had a dog in his hand.
If he has a body of steel under his military uniform, then the look of his face can be said to be a matter of "personal aesthetics".
The mayor had already approached the elder when he came down. But after seeing the other man's appearance, the bright smile on his face gradually solidified.
After half a second, it changed to a more flattering smile.
"This great gentleman, this is our first meeting. May I ask who you are..."
"My name is Apennine." The officer smiled and took two steps forward, then frowned.
Behind him, a Cyberman dressed as a secretary scolded: "Why are you so rude? How dare you stand to welcome Lord Apennine?"
The mayor hurriedly knelt down. Behind him, the residents of Recycle Bin Town also hurriedly knelt down.
The man didn't react at first, but fortunately Yuki pulled him so that he didn't appear too conspicuous.
——In this era, have social and humanistic things regressed to pre-modern levels...
The man felt distorted again. But what followed was an emotion called "fear".
Who am I? How long have I been sleeping? What happened while I was sleeping?
Why……
When officer Yaning Ping saw everyone kneeling on the ground, he showed a gentle smile: "Don't worry, I won't blame you. This is all the fault of my predecessor, Mr. Bernini. He was too lax with you.
, failed to shoulder the responsibility of a tax officer, that’s why this happened.”
"Two months ago, a group of knights broke into Bernini's mansion, beheaded Bernini, and completely destroyed his biological brain. Then, as the youngest son of the lord, I took over this job, and from now on I will
I am your tax officer. I hope you can obey my affairs well. I believe that we will get along very happily during my term of office."
The mayor put the baby aside, kowtowed and said, "All you will do is follow your orders."
"Very good." Yaningping nodded: "According to the data, your town is very good. The fertility rate has increased for ten consecutive years. This is really good."
"It's all thanks to the lord." The mayor didn't dare to take credit.
"No, in my opinion, this is probably Mr. Bernini's mistake, right?" Yaningping frowned: "According to the data, you should hand over nineteen babies as taxes this year, but... your town
The mortality rate is a bit high.”
"This... this is, after all, an ancient battlefield of the Ascension War. There are many dangerous metals in the ground, and it is indeed easy to get sick..." the mayor said in a low voice.
"No, no, no, no." Yaningping shook his head, walked up to the mayor, and rubbed the crying baby with his boots: "Is the quality of your town's population good?"
"It's really good!" the mayor shouted: "We transport recycling materials to the city every day, which shows that our workers are all great guys! They are all great!"
You can never fail to pay taxes!
Everything about these officers can be seen by the lord or a greater big shot. They are not the ones who directly provide protection, but are only the ones responsible for collecting taxes. As long as they collect the taxes, they cannot deny it.
However, the tax official can decide how many babies to take away based on the quality of the population.
Although the human gene pool must ensure diversity, it still gives priority to individuals with excellent genes.
"It doesn't count if you say something like this." Yaningping squatted down, patted the mayor's face, then walked to a soldier, took out a loaded gun, and shot at the mayor.
.
Countless bullets fell, causing dust to fly on the ground. The mayor screamed. After a long while, the dust slowly fell.
The mayor was unscathed, but a perfect circle drawn by a bullet appeared on the ground with a radius of three meters.
"That circle is the venue." Yaningping pulled the leash in his hand: "You choose a representative to compete with my dog. As long as you can support it...just five minutes!"
He took out a thumb-sized projector and threw it on the ground. The projector automatically projected a three-dimensional image in the air.
That's a countdown of "05:00:00".
"After one person fails, you can replace another person. No matter how many people come up, as long as you give me enough time for five minutes, I will recognize the quality of the population of your town and allow tax collection - it can be done
?"
The mayor looked at the dog blankly. The dog was wagging its tail and looked harmless. But the mayor knew that these things that looked like creatures from the old era were probably artificial creations.
The dog finger might be some kind of weapon. He really didn't want to do such a thing.
But, if you can't pay the tax...
Yaning Ping shook his head and pulled out a short stick from his waist: "Tsk, high-energy electric shock device, how about I lend you an extra weapon?"
The old mayor gritted his teeth and kowtowed: "Please allow me to discuss this with the townspeople."
"Go." Yaningping waved his hand with a smile.
While the mayor and several other elderly people were discussing, Yaningping's secretary came over, squatted down, and untied the dog's leash. In the process, the infrared signal transmitter in his palm shook at the dog's pupil-shaped camera.
After a moment: [Don’t kill too many people. The young master was just driven out by the master to do something, and he wanted to find something to vent about. If everyone is really dead, it will be no good for the master. In the end, it took five minutes to let these guys
Just pay the tax.】
The dog snorted.
A few minutes later, a four-meter-tall worker came out. Although his body was in the form of a large humanoid for transportation and rough processing, his head was still the size of an ordinary person, and his face was full of fear. Despite the size difference between the two parties,
It was huge, but the mayor had already stated his interests. He didn't dare to exaggerate, so after entering the circle, he put away his fists and pointed them at the dog.
He didn't pick up the weapon. His hand couldn't hold the electric shock baton at all.
"Start!" the secretary gave the order, and the countdown began.
The worker's fists are ejected fiercely under the action of the hydraulic press. This time, the steel scrap can be beaten into a shape that is easy to transport.
However, the dog jumped up leisurely and stretched its limbs. The steel fist passed under his belly. The dog ran effortlessly on the worker's half-meter-wide arm.
At the same time, the man blurted out: "Bionic boxing?"