I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 117 New Act, New Goals

Whether Tang Ji is willing or not, the whole world seems to have started a new round of changes. Just before the smoke from the fire in the Lily Flower Sanatorium has not cleared, the Federation finally introduced the first official registration bill for superhumans.

In fact, the registration of superhumans has been going on all the time, but this time the federal officials officially informed the public of the existence of superhumans, and clarified the rights and obligations of superhumans.

It was once suggested that superhuman beings be divided into several major categories such as spiritual system, energy system, and material transformation system according to the type of ability, but this classification method was quickly abandoned along with the endless emergence of superhuman beings.

Two superhumans who can also manipulate flames, one can create flames out of thin air, and paint in the air as they want, just like painting.

The other needs to rely on a lighter to ignite, and then change the gas composition around the flame to control the size and trajectory of the flame.

The external performance of the two parties is almost identical, but the inner core is very different, and the latter is even better in the field of flame control by relying on its superb chemical knowledge.

That flame controller can even gather hydrogen in the air in a small area to create an ultra-high temperature flame with a temperature as high as 4300 degrees in pure oxygen bubbles.

The former was a street magician before, and the only change after awakening was that he became a well-known local street magician, and because of an accident caused a fire, he is currently in jail.

The official name of the bill is "Federal Superhuman Registration Temporary Act". In addition to requiring all superhumans in the Federation to report to the special office in their area, it also specifies related benefits.

Superhumans who have been certified by the Federation can receive a special subsidy of [-] federal currency per month with a valid certificate. Although this amount is not much, it is enough to feed people and prevent them from going astray due to hunger.

This subsidy will increase as the superhuman certification level increases, and the federal superhuman level certification system is currently only divided into simple SABCD levels.

This is a large amount of additional expenditure. According to incomplete statistics, there are more than 120 million superhumans in the federal territory, and the existence of superhumans spreads across all social levels.

As a standard small government, the power of the federal government was compressed to the limit. During the second corporate war, it 'lost' the taxation rights of sixteen states, and 'lost' one after another during the period after the war Eighteen were dropped.

These states that have 'lost' their taxation rights do not no longer pay taxes to the federal government, but that the Federal Taxation Bureau no longer has the right to investigate in these states, and the tax amounts of these independent tax states are completely collected and handed over by the state governments themselves.

And this basically means that the federal government's tax revenue in these states is completely begging. The big business alliances that really rule these states pay some money to the federal government when they are in a good mood, and let the state government run a fiscal deficit to disgust them if they are not in a good mood. federal government.

Of course, all of the above are inside stories, and even if most federal people knew about it, it would not affect their lives at all.

But this time, along with the introduction of the "Federal Superhuman Temporary Registration Act", there is also a tax increase of the Federal Special Security Tax.

"This is the Voice of Night City, it is 7:30 in the morning, I am very happy to share today's morning news with you here, the federal government has officially promulgated the "Federal Superhuman Temporary Registration Act", we have invited relevant experts to share with you Read it in detail."

"Hi everyone, I'm your old friend Stan! Did you hear that? As soon as you opened your eyes this morning, you're going to pay taxes for your superhuman neighbors!

Yes, your miserable life has new burdens!Not from your wife and kids, not from your unpaid credit card, but from the superhuman who detonated the atomic bomb in our place last year!

I bet there's going to be a wave of armed protests from the hospitable Nightsiders, but the director won't let me say that, so, who knows?The best selling item in Night City isn't aspirin, let's see! "

Tang Ji was listening to the messy broadcast in the car. He and other members of the team were driving to the remote state of Baja California. Alia stayed up all night last night but failed to find any more information about Snow Princess.

No threatening phone calls, no ransom demands, the kidnappers just disappeared out of thin air, and no news came out.

In Wu Qianying's analysis, the most unfortunate thing may be that other people also noticed the special ability of Ice Princess and acted first.

So this time Tang Ji and the others brought enough ammunition, no matter whether the other party was a kidnapper for money or a group of unscrupulous corporate mercenaries, Tang Ji planned to take it down.

Tony Levins would join them in Baja California. The restless commando took advantage of this gap to make a deal for a certain drug lord in South America, but only got half of the commission.

The other half insisted on paying with coffee, but there is really no market for this thing now, even if those veteran drug lords in South America advertise on TV that this thing is pure natural, green, pollution-free, non-GMO, and hand-processed by virgins. to no avail.

Except for a few old guys who are old and want to miss the past and occasionally buy a little, they have basically bid farewell to the ranks of high-value crops.

The new generation of addictive compounds is completely synthesized by industry, and the only reason to limit its production is market saturation and the speed at which the compounds are constantly updated.

As for Shadow, he is still out of contact, and no one knows where the usually taciturn sniper is now.

Tang Ji had to consider recruiting a sniper again, but this position had always been in short supply in the mercenary industry, and there was too much difference between the upper limit and the lower limit.

The old man introduced a few people, but just looking at the information Tang Ji knew that those people could not do his job. Compared with the existing personnel in his team, those people were too conservative.

No prosthetics, no implants, average age over 45, Tanguy doesn't want to take these guys to the grave, they can't fight modern warfare.

Not everyone can spend more time on the training equipment than in bed every day like Anthony.

And Anthony strictly relies on technology for a living. Like Ethan's drug addict, he is a non-combatant. His military technology is a buy-one-get-one-free surprise.

Tang Ji didn't know where else he could find a helper with superb medical skills and proficiency in driving various vehicles. Maybe it would be a good choice to continue to dig people from the trauma team?

Tang Ji and the others set off in three cars this time. Anthony and Tang Ji drove one car.

Filled with various weapons and protective equipment, and then the front.

In the middle are Saints and Ethan, because Ethan is still recovering, the second half of the car had to be modified, almost equivalent to an ambulance, and even simple surgery can be performed.

Martin is still at the end, driving a truck. Although their team is small in number, they have a lot of technical equipment. Ethan's drone and Martin's heavy firepower are all on this car.

Backed by the Lazarus Group before, they could fly around the world with their equipment, but now that Tang Ji is semi-independent from Lazarus, this treatment is naturally gone.

Based on the Prophet's right to speak in the Lazarus Group, the Lazarus Group is still supplying blood to Tang Ji's team, but many remunerations have still changed, not to mention that this time it is purely private work.

"You should take a break. You haven't relaxed since I met you." Anthony adjusted the seat to make himself more comfortable: "This is a long journey, look at the scenery outside the window , a little sleep will do you good."

"Why, you are already a psychiatrist now?" Tang Ji made a rare joke. Anthony is the kind of person who can make you completely relieved in just a few hours.

"Speaking of which, I have indeed finished self-study introductory psychology, and I am taking the online examination for the certificate of junior psychological counselor." Anthony's deep voice mixed with the roar of the car engine made people drowsy: "I have a lot of free time, Reading and studying are my pastimes."

"If everyone was like you, I'm afraid those players would not want to come to us." Tang Ji really relaxed a lot around Anthony, so much so that he even forgot that Anthony was an uninformed person.

"Player?" Anthony frowned, he didn't know what the word specifically referred to.

Tang Ji was silent for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth to a limited extent: "Players. They come from another world, and it is difficult to explain their existence. If you want to know something theoretical, you can ask Dr. Wu to explain it to you in detail later. .”

"What I can tell you is that they can occupy the body of a superhuman at will, but killing the shell can't kill the player, they can be resurrected infinitely, and they regard our world as a kind of game." Tang Ji Leaning back in the chair: "This is our enemy, and their latest work is to further bring our world closer to the background of the story they wrote."

"Sounds bad." Anthony's voice was as steady as if Tang Ji had just introduced him to a street food stall.

"It's really bad." Tang Ji pressed the car window to let the natural wind blow in: "You don't seem surprised at all."

"I just didn't express it." Anthony turned his head, and every line on that resolute face seemed to be a straight line: "But to me, there is actually not much difference. Before I had time to be surprised by the appearance of superhumans, they had already Be part of this world."

"I'm just an old antique who lives in a military camp and is unwilling to face social changes. Superhumans and players are all the same to me." Anthony continued to look straight ahead: "I'm used to a life where someone gives orders, and the rest The only question is how to accomplish the task."

"Dude, has anyone told you that your life is a mess?" Tang Ji could understand Anthony's state, he stretched his waist and looked at the rising sun in the distance: "You haven't even experienced the colors of this world. "

"My officer said so. He was shot and killed by a 14-year-old mugger on the street after he retired." Anthony's tone was as steady and terrifying as his speed: "The colors in this world are not so bright."

"You should try to find a woman." Tang Ji squinted his eyes. He didn't know how long it had been since he had such a relaxed chat with someone. Almost all his old friends were buried with that disaster.

Along with Angelina and his heart.
Tang Ji didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, the car had already parked on the side of the road. The sun had set outside, and the entire sky was reflected in orange.

He could hear Ethan complaining about how bad the roadside restaurant's hamburger was, he could hear the sound of Saints checking their guns, and he could hear Martin gobbling, apparently the hamburger wasn't as bad as Ethan complained about.

Tang Ji pushed open the car door. Here is a road restaurant that looks old. Behind the restaurant is a desolate town.

With the advancement of federal urbanization, the population between cities has become more and more sparse, and a large number of small towns have been abandoned.

This road restaurant seems to be the only place in the whole town that is still open. In addition to the restaurant, they are also charging stations and gas stations.

Including Tang Ji's three cars, there are seven cars parked here, and one of them is a dilapidated Tingwei Big McNaughty with the sign of a law enforcement officer printed on it.

"Are you awake?" Anthony handed over two big burgers: "This only provides this kind of food, synthetic meat, margarine, but it's better than our compressed food."

"Thank you." Tang Ji just leaned on the car door and wiped out his own dinner in three or two bites. Although the synthetic meat tasted a bit like plastic, it didn't look so bad under the cover of various seasonings.

Ethan barely ate a hamburger, his face was terribly pale, he was in a withdrawal reaction, Anthony prescribed only a quarter of his usual medication, the kind of addiction drilled out of his bones made him even walk It's all strenuous.

But the last time he almost killed himself, Ethan managed to maintain his sanity. At the same time, he also knew that even if he wanted to go crazy, anyone in the team could let him know what it means to be cured by punching.

Anthony looked at the time and patted Ethan on the shoulder. Ethan, like a victim who had been thirsty in the desert for three days and finally saw the water, followed Anthony onto the remodeled truck.

On the other side of the charging station, four or five drivers, about 30 years old, wearing plaid shirts and baseball caps, were also eating hamburgers, but their eyes were always on Tang Ji and his group.

They are considered locals, and their only job is to run freight, and occasionally get smuggling jobs from organizations like the Chaos Knife Society.

There is nothing they are afraid to transport, from living people to corpses, from addictive compounds to arms, anyway, they don't enter the city, they don't need to go through security checks, as long as they pay them, they don't care.

At the same time, they are also the eyeliners of those forces. Organizations like the Chaos Knife Society are more than happy to act as robbers on the road.

Under normal circumstances, Tang Ji and his group's armed squad, which is not easy to mess with at first glance, are not within their hunting range, but when Anthony opened the truck, these drivers saw a lot of professional medical supplies.

In addition, Ethan's appearance of a drug addict was too conspicuous. These people thought that Tang Ji and the others were a smuggling team transporting addictive compounds. With just a few glances, they sent the news of this big fish to the upstream organize.

Where Tang Ji and the others could not see, a convoy targeting them had already begun to gather.

　PS: post it first and then change it, come back later to check for typos~
　　
　
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