The night before the promotion

Chapter 76 Justice
"I have thought about the day when I will arrive at Cloud City."

As Huo Daochuan pushed Zhou Si, Zhou Si lowered his head and muttered to himself, "But in my imagination, I should be leading a group of armed avatars to raze this place to the ground, instead of being pushed around by you like a trophy like now."

"Good idea, Dr. Zhou."

Zhou Si tried to move his neck and asked, "Then Huo Daochuan, why did you join them? To become an immortal?"

Huo Daochuan said nothing, and Zhou Si continued to ask, "What about your previous love story? Was it also a random scam?"

This time, Zhou Si heard an inaudible snorting sound in the silence. As if Zhou Si had touched a sore spot, Huo Daochuan's breathing suddenly became heavier.

Zhou Si said, "Oh, isn't that a scam?"

Huo Daochuan said slowly, "How could that be? Just like your praise for me just now, a perfect lie is to modify the real event."

"Then how did you..."

"Doctor Zhou, you can't even take care of yourself, why are you still concerned about me?"

Huo Daochuan lowered his head and looked at the wounded Zhou Si.

Zhou Si was in a miserable state at this time. The large area of ​​burns had not yet healed, and the entire skin was glowing a bright red. The slightest touch would cause unbearable pain. There were suture scars everywhere, crisscrossing and splicing, and it was a mess.

When Ucchusmo was destroyed, the impact of the explosion brought unimaginable damage to Zhou Si. Even after a series of emergency treatments such as the medical cabin, Zhou Si's condition was still not good.

After Huo Daochuan pulled Zhou Si out of the medical cabin, the medical staff gave some simple bandages to his wounds, hung up an IV bottle, and connected a urine bag... Zhou Si tried to resist, but it was obvious that his resistance was very weak.

Zhou Si was naturally aware of his current condition, and a helpless expression appeared on his slightly pale face.

"How long was I unconscious in the medical bay?"

"Three days."

Zhou Si looked at Huo Daochuan doubtfully, "Are you sure?"

Huo Daochuan said calmly, "There is no need for me to lie to you on this point."

Zhou Si narrowed his eyes and calculated the time. At the same time, many mysteries and coincidences were solved.

Huo Daochuan came to my house a few days ago, not to see me for a follow-up consultation, but just to set bait for me and lead me into the trap in the hidden alley.

Huo Daochuan pushed Zhou Si, and the two of them walked one in front and one behind in the silent corridor, passing through one security door after another.

An open space appeared in Zhou Si's eyes.

Dim lights shine through the lamps embedded in the steel ceiling, casting mottled light and shadows, giving this cold metal space an eerie and sacred atmosphere.

In the corner, various strange statues were piled up randomly. They were either mechanical limbs with too many joints, or statues of unknown creatures that integrated electronic components.

Yellow talismans were pasted everywhere, just like the ones Zhou Si had seen on Ucchusmo, engraved with a mixture of complex binary codes and ancient spells, covering the cabin walls like active electronic veins, seeming to whisper some kind of power beyond the mundane.

The strange sound of chanting became clearer and continued to be heard.

Zhou Si perked up and tried to make out what they were reciting. It was a melody composed of low mechanical hums and the Taoists' whispers, echoing in the steel-constructed space, creating a surreal tranquility and solemnity.

Looking into the darkness where the light could not reach, one could vaguely see many figures in gray or white Taoist robes scattered throughout the cabin. Their clothes were embroidered with complex circuit patterns and mysterious symbols. These figures were kneeling or meditating in an orderly manner.

"Your structural form is much crazier than I thought."

While commenting, Zhou Si questioned, "Huo Daochuan, you don't really believe in this damn cult, do you?"

"What's the difference between believing and not believing? Even if you know it's fake, as long as it can make you feel at peace, what does it matter?"

Huo Daochuan gave a series of answers, which made Zhou Si fall silent.

The two continued to move forward and came to a dark blue space. In this deep and quiet place, time seemed to have frozen into a strange picture.

Countless water tanks, like sunken cargo, are carefully placed on the iron racks on both sides, stacked layer by layer, extending to the end of the sight. A faint blue light shines through the water tanks, exuding a mysterious and cold atmosphere.

In this dark blue light, human bodies curled up like sleeping insect eggs, gently wrapped in these water tanks. Their shapes appeared blurry and strange under the refraction of light, like strangers in time and space, frozen in a quiet place.

The thick cables are like intricate veins, connecting these sleeping bodies to each other, forming a huge and complex network.

In this cemetery, there is no noise of life, only dead silence.

"Is this your slave labor market?" Zhou Si was not surprised by this. "Tell me, how long do they usually have to work on average to redeem their bodies?"

"Random? No, they don't intend to redeem their bodies."

Huo Daochuan introduced indifferently, "The people who sank into the water tank are all patients with advanced stage of Li Zhi disease. Their consciousness is shattered and they are simply unable to live in the real world."

"In order to heal them, we put them in water tanks and connect them to the Paradise system. Each of them will sink into the harmonious dream constructed by their own Lizhi disease and get complete satisfaction."

He added, "When necessary, we will temporarily activate the consciousness of these people and project them into their evolved bodies to do some work for us."

Zhou Si realized, "Those incarnation killers..."

Then, Zhou Si said, "So that's how it is. This is how you win people's hearts."

"Winning over people's hearts? We just share the same aspirations."

Huo Daochuan commented disdainfully, "Besides us, who else would care about these patients, and who would help them?"

"Are you talking about yourself? But you are only one person, Doctor Zhou. How many people can you save in a year? How many people fall into the abyss of unconsciousness every year?"

Zhou Si was speechless. What Huo Daochuan said was right. He was the only one who was struggling to hold on.

Huo Daochuan growled, "This is our mission, a mission to save all patients with dementia!"

Zhou Si sarcastically said, "Using despicable means such as assassination and hostage-taking?"

"Why not?"

Surprisingly, Huo Daochuan did not refute Zhou Si.

“Are we going to protest under government and company buildings with banners like those people in the news?”

Huo Daochuan stretched out his hand and gently fanned Zhou Si's face, "Doctor Zhou, you don't really think that kind of ridiculous behavior can really change anything, right?"

Zhou Si took the example of the "524 Draft" that he actively promoted, but he also thought of Shan Jun's series of ideas about the draft, which was a possibility full of darkness, but also the most realistic possibility.

There has never been any goodwill from the world, only competition and interests between companies.

But even knowing all this, Zhou Si still clung to the beautiful expectations and visions in his heart as if to defend himself.

Zhou Si stared into Huo Daochuan's eyes and asked, "Do you think you are righteous?"

Recalling the death and bloodshed he had caused as an incarnated killer, Huo Daochuan admitted it frankly.

“We are not righteous.”

But then, Huo Daochuan said again with great determination.

"But we are justice for those suffering from cognitive impairment."

(End of this chapter)