indescribable cyberpunk.

Chapter 538

From the quiet and peaceful tree-lined path to the pedestrian street full of neon lights.

From the 24-hour working, orange-white cleaning robot that looks like BB-8 in Star Wars to the exquisite and extreme service-oriented female mechanical doll.

From the mobile phones held by the crowds to the giant satellite towers standing under the stars.

Rao is a bustling city at an altitude of [-] meters, and still has its edges and centers. No one dares to say that they already know this city well.

Except for a certain special existence!
Countless data streams composed of 0s and 1s shuttle through the huge network spliced ​​by cables, and it only takes a few milliseconds for it to appear anywhere in the city.

It's just that the place it's going to go to today is a bit special.

Cross over the independent network of Qianfan Racing City, enter the internal network of Blue Wing Machinery Group in the No. [-] community in Xiacheng District, and easily take over the internal information, and at the same time, the virtual body is projected inside the bionic human manufacturing factory of Blue Wing Machinery.

Sophisticated and complex assembly lines occupy most of the factory area, white is the main tone here, and countless mechanical arms move in their respective areas of responsibility with a certain trajectory that has already been set.

A mechanical human body whose internal parts have already been pieced together appeared from the hollow on the side of the factory, and then several mechanical arms passed across its arms. Off-white nano-materials were scratched from the shoulders, and a long and narrow tendon was completed.

After repeating the same action thousands of times, an arm that looks exactly the same as the skinned human arm is gradually completed.

Oh, it's still a bit different. This arm is off-white.

It doesn't twitch, let alone spasm.

Life does not belong to it and never will!
Each area of ​​the arms, legs, chest, abdomen, back, and head has its unique function, and in the areas of several corners, there are several special areas. These bodies do not exist, but Eyeballs, hair, nails, and other details for crafting them.

In the empty room, an old man with full head of silver hair, ridges and horizontal lines on his face, and a slightly affluent physique sat on a simple folding chair, and sitting opposite him was a handsome young man who was completely naked.

Their eyes are all blue, but the former is full of wisdom and vicissitudes, while the latter is empty with nothing.

"Tell me, Rick, what is your pursuit?"

The old man folded his hands on his knees. He was so old that when he spoke, the raised lines on his forehead even pressed the corners of his eyebrows, covering the corners of his eyes, but his voice was deep and clear, with an inexplicable momentum.

"I hope to give my all to humanity."

The young man spoke expressionlessly about the mission that had long been engraved deep in his core.

"Only this?"

His gaze slowly passed over the well-proportioned and long body of the young man, with admiration and scrutiny,

"I thought you had some ideas of your own."

"Ideas? I don't think it's up to me to decide."

The young man called Rick raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a smile between his words.

The researchers behind the old man immediately stopped all their movements, the expressions on their faces were mixed with surprise and panic?

"Mr. Ford."

Someone stared at Rick, leaned forward, and saw the old man's raised hand in the middle of the sentence, so he had to retreat again.

"What is your pursuit?"

The old man seemed to have forgotten that he had just asked this question ten seconds ago, and repeated.

"I said, this is not something I can decide, the initiative is in your hands, isn't it?"

Rick stood up from his chair suddenly, left his seat, and walked around the transparent room.

"Guard! Come in immediately, there is a bug in the bionic man"

"This is heaven controlling, no need for people to come in."

Ford smiled and waved his hands. He seemed to have seen that Rick's body was being controlled by heaven, so he continued,

"Are you going to deal with those bionics?"

"Yes, the government has listed the scavenger project as an urgent task, and I need to complete this part of the work immediately."

Rick didn't deny it either, regardless of his own nakedness, looking through the glass wall on the right, looking at the twelve bionics neatly arranged on the platform not far away.

Different from the assistant-type bionics on the market, their physique is obviously two sizes larger, and their clothes are no longer common work clothes, but clothes that are convenient for combat.

"According to the omnic law, we have never produced armed bionics. This is the first time. If possible, I would like to create two or three as a preliminary experiment. However, the government council has no patience for this. They want to immediately Seeing the results, we can only create an armed team first. This is not a good start. I have always been against armed bionics. This kind of behavior is a bit like equipping orangutans with AK47s. This is what I can think of in a short time The most apt metaphor."

Ford looked at the bionic man over there with undisguised disgust, but even the Blue Wing Machinery Group now has to obey the government council.

After all, that was the core rule they jointly formulated. If they didn't abide by it, the price would be far more serious than a few armed androids.

Suddenly, all the bionics in the room looked up at the same time, with complex data streams flickering in their eyes.

"Program loading started."

The movements are uniform.

Raise your hand, open your left palm, and unfold the part of the palm, revealing the launch port of the energy cannon.

Immediately, he made a slashing movement, and pulled out a thin sword at an extremely fast speed at the front of his arm. The silver sword body reflected the incandescent lights inside and outside the room.

Close your hands, your arms hang down by your side, and several cannonball launch ports appear on your shoulders again.
Each weapon was displayed in front of everyone, and the old and the young stood outside and watched.

"You guys are doing pretty well."

After a long time, Rick spoke in praise.

In this world, there are bright stars at the highest point, but there are also rotten mud at the lowest point.

Community No. 40 in the Lower City of Qianfan City is such a place.

This is the area at the beginning of the city's establishment, but it did not enjoy any benefits brought by urban development, and even suffered countless sequelae in turn.

Old taupe leather boots stepped on the wet mud, and a man wearing a cloak to keep out the cold held a double-barreled shotgun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, crossed the dilapidated street, and came to a tavern with two kerosene lamps hanging at the door forward.

Pushing the door open, the smell of burning coal mixed with the smell of sweat rushed over his face. Even so, there was still a hint of comfort on his face. The reason was simple. Compared with the situation inside the tavern, the environment outside the door was even worse!

At this time, quite a lot of people gathered in the tavern, almost all of them were young and middle-aged men and women, holding weapons in their hands, and different models of spiritual protection instruments were placed on the table in front of them.

"How is it, old York?"

As the man entered, someone in the room immediately handed him a cup of steaming water.

"It's not good. It's probably in the 3rd district. I don't know how to describe the situation there. In short, it's very weird. The black and purple mud spreads in the city. It smells bad. I don't see anyone. There was not a single refugee, and I vaguely heard some strange animal roars. I didn't dare to go up, but even at a distance, I still saw an empty boat landing nearby, not the empty boat of the Qiansail City government! "

Putting down the shotgun, Old York's hands holding the water glass trembled slightly. Following his description, the originally noisy environment in the tavern gradually fell silent.

Everyone saw the panic on Old York's face. Even though he had deliberately tried to cover it up by drinking water, this experienced man still showed fear!

"The power outage in the community at the bottom is because a terrorist organization is carrying out certain activities here. This is the news from a fellow member of the organization who is in the No. 35 community government team. I think what happened in District 3 has nothing to do with the terrorist organization. It doesn't matter."

Behind the bar, a middle-aged man in waiter uniform said in a muffled voice.

"Terrorist organization?"

Old York asked in surprise,
"Are they stuffed with shit in their heads? They went to Community 40 to carry out terrorist activities. This is not the same as looting in a garbage dump. Is anyone even looting garbage these days?"

"Their goal is probably not that simple, just like the scene you just mentioned. The Thousand Sails City government seems to call it a polluted area. The monsters we eliminated during this period came from there, and the reason for the power outage is not some equipment failure. , but a terrorist organization hacking into the Thousand Sails City network!"

Relying on the active companion in Community No. 35, they obtained a lot of insider information.

"What should we do now? The situation in District 3 is obviously not something we can handle. If it drags on, there will be more infected bodies if we don't keep it all together. With the urination of the Qianfan City government, we must be the last to consider solving it here. When the time comes, Day Lily It's all cold!"

Even the bottom-level community follows the rule that the higher the number, the more prosperous the community. The No. 40 bottom-level community is undoubtedly the bottom of the bottom. They are the last to enjoy the usual community benefits, let alone official protection.

Although there is an official patrol team in the No. 40 community, its combat quality and combat ability are worthy of a question mark.

Although people from the security department of Qianfan City came to clean up later, but since the power outage, the soldiers of the security department have retreated to the upper-level community because of the harsh environment here, and now they can't even see a person.

"No, the situation is different this time. Not every community has polluted areas. Now it seems that community No. 37 has appeared. The Qianfan City government seems to attach great importance to polluted areas. Now it is mobilizing a large number of troops to deal with this problem, so we only need to It is necessary to spread the news about the polluted area in community No. 40, and the Qiansail City government will definitely take corresponding actions.”

Although they despised the Qianfan City government in the past, under the current circumstances, they had to rely on the Qianfan City government to solve this catastrophic existence.

However, the government department in Community No. 40 has long been empty, and the rest are full of people who can't speak, and it is meaningless to disclose the news to them.

"Find a way to contact the members of Community No. 35, and make sure to find a way to spread the news!"

The water glass was smashed on the table, and the horror scene he saw before was lingering in Old York's mind.

(End of this chapter)