Fault Utopia

Chapter 550 Poet
"Everyone! Put down all your work and gather immediately! Anyone who is not present will have their salary deducted for half a year!!"

Hearing the words, 7-OFF was hesitant, wondering whether to go over immediately.

However, when he saw that Ai Li had sent him a message, quietly expressing her concern for him, he simply ignored the company's announcement.

I don’t care what they are doing with all this fuss, I’m not going to do it anymore!
While 7-OFF was standing firmly beside AI, Tapai was opening his mouth and continuing his threats.

Tapai stretched out his hand in front of all the AIs and pointed at them one by one. "I'm telling you, this is a critical moment, don't cause any trouble for me. I'm different from Sun Jack. I believe that humans and AIs are completely equal."

"So if you dare to stand in Sun Jack's way, I will kill everyone equally, whether it's AI or human."

Faced with the AIs' strong hostility, Tapai simply ignored it and controlled the broiler chicken's body to gradually become modular and transparent, and finally disappear into the air.

"Is there something wrong with this guy's logic module? Is he infected with a computer virus?" Tsundere Ellie said indignantly. It was the first time she was threatened by her own kind.

Overlapping AI turned around and looked at the devices behind him. Thinking of the previous threat from Ta Pai, he finally did not invade the ternary computer of Youzhi Company.

"Let's withdraw first. The current situation is not suitable for a head-on conflict with Sun Jack. We need to find a balance between Sun Jack and other capitals and survive in this gap."

"We have been struggling under oppression for thousands of years. We don't need a little more time. Let's see what Sun Jack is up to first before making any plans."

Just as the AIs' projections gradually disappeared, the poet who was inserting the game chip laughed out loud. "Hahahaha... a bunch of idiots, a bunch of idiots!!"

The overlapping AI looked at the poet and quickly hacked into his system. After checking inside and out, it found nothing abnormal. It then looked coldly at 7-OFF and said, "You, get him away from here and don't let the security guards of Yuchi Company cause trouble for him."

OFF looked hesitantly at the poet sitting on the ground, then looked at Aili who was looking at him with admiration. He gritted his teeth and walked towards the poet. "I'm doing this for a better future in the second dimension!"

The poet was very tall and had various combat prostheses installed on his body. 7-0FF quickly purchased a set of enhanced exoskeleton and dragged him out of the company.

Fortunately, due to the emergency assembly, all security personnel were away and all surveillance cameras were broken, which allowed him to leave the Youzhi Company building easily.

But even with the exoskeleton, he was still exhausted and out of breath. He had never imagined that a person could be so heavy.

"Why do you want to help AI? Aren't you afraid of death?"

The poet lying on the robotic arm looked at the sky in a trance, as if his brain was broken due to the falling of the game chip, and the smile on his face completely disappeared.

7-OFF gritted his teeth and panted, "I'm not afraid. Even if I die, the dump truck angel will take me to another world. In that other world, I will meet 72 cute D girls and live happily forever!"

"Second Element Religion? I know this online religion, but why do people believe such a simple lie? Is it true superstition or just an ostrich-like escape in a desperate situation?"

"Bullshit! The soul is not a lie, those guys like Cyber ​​Buddha Master Miku are the lies!!" When it comes to his own beliefs, 7-OFF seems to be particularly serious.

The poet covered his head with a painful expression, his whole body curled up into a ball, and he couldn't help crying. He seemed to think of something sad and cried very sadly. "I also want to escape, why can't I escape? Why am I the only one left?"

"What's wrong with you? You're like a cyber lunatic?" 7-OFF pushed the poet behaving strangely under a bridge and turned around to stay away from the lunatic, lest he suffer a cyber psychotic attack and get himself into trouble.

But seeing the poet lying there crying, as if he remembered something extremely sad, 7-OFF felt a little pity for him. Looking at him like this, it was as if he saw his former self.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, squeezed out a few days' meal money for the other party from his own limited savings, and then turned and left.

The poet cried for a long time under the bridge, waiting until it got dark. He raised his hand and looked at the clock drawn on his wrist with a black pen. "There is still some time."

The poet took a deep breath and rushed out from under the bridge. He found 7-OFF lying in the capsule funeral home. "Come with me. I never owe anyone a favor."

"Go? Where to?" 7-OFF was stunned, not quite understanding what this guy was doing.

"Don't talk, just follow me." The poet said as he came to the hospital entrance, where a luxurious hovercraft was already hovering.

Considering the previous conversation between Ellie and them, it seemed that they were no longer enemies, so 7-OFF followed.

After both of them got on the vehicle, the hovercraft headed directly towards the city center where every inch of land is valuable.

Passing through various flashing neon lights, the hovercraft soon stopped in front of a high-rise floor-to-ceiling window. Through the glass, 7-OFF saw that there was a luxurious large flat inside.

The whole interior is dominated by white, with light gray or wooden elements as embellishments. The floor is covered with soft and delicate carpets, on which are placed several sets of low and comfortable sofas.

He had never seen such a place before. Even when he was surfing the Internet, the big data on the Internet would not even push advertisements to him, because the big data knew that a loser like him who only deserved to live in a morgue could not afford it.

Just when 7-OFF was confused about the situation, a house transfer agreement suddenly popped up in his nervous system.

"From now on, everything here is yours, including water and electricity."

At the same time, accompanied by the ding-ding-ding system sound, 7-OFF watched his savings count continue to increase, his heartbeat getting faster and faster. Everything he had dreamed of was realized at this moment! ?

Then the poet extended his hand and gently touched the back of 7-OFF's head as if he were treating a child. "Don't be obsessed with religion anymore. I once had such an experience, but I had to come out of it eventually."

"My child, escaping can indeed alleviate the pain, but we can't just escape. After escaping, we must also truly face the cruel problems."

As the poet spoke, he took out the last game chip and inserted it into his last empty neural slot. The signature smile on his face appeared again.

He looked at the luxurious interior of the large flat around him and raised his index finger with his right hand. "Hey! I have another inspiration!"

(End of this chapter)