Hosoda Yoshiyuki followed Miying, looking for the person who asked for help from the cyber monster.
They shuttled through the dry and bleak woods, where abandoned advertising signs were everywhere, rusty vehicles and damaged building materials could be seen everywhere. The self-rescuers relied on these heavy materials to live, and many of them lacked real hands-on ability.
Natural shelter is needed to provide protection from wind and rain.
Yoshiyuki Hosoda doesn't like self-rescuers because they are too lazy.
Here, the poison master controls a distribution terminal and is directly connected to the public warehouse. There is a cheap artificial intelligence in the terminal that can provide self-rescuers with 1,000 to 3,500 grams of grain and meat every day based on their weight, gender and age.
groceries, vegetables and clean water, while distributing necessities more or less equally. If you want other things, you need to apply, and it also allows all self-rescuers to openly vote on major issues.
Now, the living conditions of the self-rescuers are very special. In the past few months, they have been freed from the heavy labor in the city. They no longer work or repay loans. They are decoupled from the corporatist society. They have food and drink. They have been suppressed for a long time.
The need for reproduction skyrocketed.
Hosoda Yoshiyuki could scan dozens of men and women at will, entangled with each other out of innate need, as if there was no tomorrow.
He has observed that a virgin, whether male or female, will end her virginity here in an average of half a day. There are happy, decadent and idle people everywhere.
Drink, make humans, vote on public affairs.
The prosperity of this community relies on new members, who must donate all their family assets to enter this marginalized place. Yoshiyuki Hosoda has been waiting for it to collapse, but it has never happened. On the contrary, people keep fleeing Yasu City, believing that they can
A way to be saved is found here, and among them there are also slightly wealthy people who have lost faith in the world and donated tens of millions in one go, or even tens of millions of dollars.
Yoshiyuki Hosoda believed that an exiled witch was hiding in this place, but he could not confirm it.
Many people do nothing all day long, sitting on dry wood, fishing, patiently mending clothes with primitive needles and threads, singing, or cultivating chlorella for drinking.
More people come in because they are unemployed and unable to stand on their own. They heard that there is food and drink here, so they choose to join. Most people are as depraved as slackers. Everything here is unbearable for Hosoda Yoshiyuki, so he behaves extremely meanly.
.
Every coward who does not swing his sword at the beast is a potential servant of the beast.
"You still maintain this community." Yoshiyuki Hosoda couldn't help but said, "Why?"
"Train emotions." Miying strode forward, "I can learn and I can grow. This place allows me to taste a lot of complex emotions, most of which are negative, but I can digest them. Remember, you still have
I am alive because I guard the entrance and exit of the self-savior association and block the scoundrels."
"Obviously he was worried that I would fight with the mercenaries and burn this place to ashes." Yoshiyuki Hosoda sneered.
Miying stood on the road, looking at Hosoda Yoshiyuki with cold and mechanical eyes, which made him feel a little afraid.
"You can't continue to be so arrogant." She turned around and continued to move forward, "because the cyber monster is placing its gaze on top of your head."
Cyberdemon Yoshiyuki Hosoda felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, his heart sinking to the bottom. What should he do in the future? He was implanted with a Trojan horse and was at the mercy of others.
Miying found someone in the self-rescuer association who fit the description. They were a brother and sister, both of whom were named Shaba. The elder sister was called Shaba Chiyuki, and the younger brother was called Shaba Jiro.
The original meaning of "sheba" is a place where garbage is piled. Most of the children born near the garbage mountain have this surname to enhance their cohesion. It means that they have been associated with garbage since they were born and have nothing to do with the prosperous Anjiu City.
Chiyuki Saba looks very anxious. She has black hair and looks young and immature. She has undergone a few modifications. There are traces of metal cuts and stitches on her face, and there is a black brain-computer interface behind her ears.
At this time, she was using her right hand to repair an old terminal with a white casing.
Yoshiyuki Hosoda carefully observed this broken terminal. It was hung with as many things as they thought were good-looking, including stainless steel iron sheets, glass balls, red ropes, old bomber jackets, etc., making it look particularly delicate and with some kind of
sacred meaning.
It's like a "statue" of a cyber monster.
"I heard they all hate the company," Hosoda Yoshiyuki said.
"Yes, there are many people in the waste pickers' association who believe that cyber monsters are the end of corporatism," Miying said. "They hate companies so much. If there weren't those companies that are crazy about discharging garbage, maybe their lives would be easier.
Some. They used to live in villages and have nothing to do with the world, until the garbage mountain was spread over their heads."
"They should worship capital, find a legitimate job, and move to the city." Yoshiyuki Hosoda sneered.
In fact, he hates those corporate people and corporate dogs the most, who are dependent on money and power. He knows that joining this system will bring more oppression, but he behaves so unhesitatingly.
So he kills company people, company security guards and mercenaries without mercy.
Hearing the conversation, Chiyuki Saba put the finger screwdriver back into her palm and turned to look at them uneasily. The original biological flesh on her hand had been hollowed out, and the empty part formed a miniature storage space.
Many people perform this kind of treatment on their arms, thighs, etc., so that they can keep things inside the body, thereby preventing theft.
Yoshiyuki Hosoda saw that she was using the cheapest implant, which could easily produce adverse reactions and induce muscle degeneration. He wanted to give some guidance, but he thought he was not welcome here, so he kept silent.
"It's the messenger of the cyber monster! It heard it." Shaba Qianxue said with surprise when she saw Miying, "We are saved!"
Miying went into the house to check the situation.
She saw Chiyuki's younger brother Jiro Sheba lying on the plastic tarp. His right leg was injured, swollen and eroded, pus was leaking out, his body temperature was very high, he couldn't open his eyes, his face was extremely pale, and his lips were pale.
"It's very serious." Miying said, "How did it become like this?"
"I got cut while climbing the garbage mountain." Chiyuki Saba burst into tears, "...I...I don't want to watch him die, but there is nothing I can do about it, outside..."
She glanced at Yoshiyuki Hosoda uneasily, and then quickly looked away to avoid being seen by him.
Yoshiyuki Hosoda noticed this little move, but still didn't say anything.
"It was you who disturbed them." Miying stared at Hosoda Yoshiyuki, "It was you who walked around in the self-rescuer association and acted arrogantly, making them feel extremely troubled and unable to even take a good rest."
"What this child needs is antibiotics, not ghosts." Hosoda Yoshiyuki sneered, "I have to walk here, I have to walk fast and powerful! I have to scream, like chasing ducks, so that everyone can
Wake up from this state of confusion. The entrepreneurs we want to kill are still roaming around in the city, but you are doing nothing like ants."
Miying took Shadow Kill and blasted Hosoda Yoshiyuki out of the door in one breath, leaving him to stay far away. Then he went back inside, closed the iron door, and put away his sword.
She looked at the packaged terminal. They really followed the cyber monsters as a ritual target. What a foolish move, but it was also permeated with their powerlessness.
Shiba Jiro struggled to open his eyes and was almost relieved to see Miying present.
"We did it." Jiro said softly, "It responded to us..."
"The reformer just now is right," Miying said, "What you need are antibiotics, not worship. It's too late now. There are no medicines in the self-rescuer association, and there are no automatic doctors. It takes at least two days to go to the nearest hospital in the city.
Hours, he missed the best time for treatment."
"...How come we don't know," Chiyuki Saba sighed, "But how can we afford medical treatment? As soon as our mother fell ill, she immediately threw herself into the sea and died. I don't want to see my brother do the same."
Stop and look for shadows.
"There is only one way to save your brother." She said, "But once you witness it, you will have to join the confidentiality agreement. You may have to give up your past and shoulder an ancient inheritance. You know, this means a huge sacrifice.
, effort and responsibility.”
Shaba Qianxue gently caressed her younger brother's cheek.
"If we give up, we will only die." Her voice trembled, "We are not afraid of anything and are willing to accept anything."
Miying stood there, seeming to be recording something and accepting documents sent from afar.
"Follow me." Miying guided Qianxue to perform a kind of witchcraft, which is a medical content in the spell book and belongs to the miracle of the moon.
Synths can't summon energy and cause resonance in the air, but humans can.
"This will consume your mental and physical energy and will make you very tired." Miying warned.
"I will never give up." Qianxue said.
She tried to recite Miying's recitation and imitated her movements. A slight buzzing sound appeared in the air, and moon-white runes faintly appeared, releasing the power of miracles.
A bright moonlight appeared from the runes and shone on Jiro's ulcerated right leg. Soon, septic was discharged from the wound. Jiro sighed lowly and endured the pain, but soon he felt that the pain was being removed from his body.
Pulled out, the injury slowly healed.
She looked pale, but in order to save her brother, Qianxue was willing to do her best until her physical strength was exhausted.
"Miracle", let it happen. She prayed silently. After she completed the entire spell, the scars on Jiro's legs gradually faded, leaving only scars.