Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 182 Rust Disease
This is Yang Ya's world. When Li Daosheng first entered [Thirteenth Month], the door to this world and the Yize world opened together.

Fei Zaixing, who helped Li Daosheng the most, also died in this world.

Li Daosheng recalled the situation at that time. The wedge of the Ruibin world was [The World Tree Company's encirclement and suppression is still continuing. They must be stopped from continuing to develop the crystal energy.]

News has arrived from the border between Lower Town and Upper Town: For enough money, someone can help infiltrate the World Tree branch in Lower Town.

[A new director has arrived at the branch office. He has a skill you need.]

[How to act specifically is up to you.]

Fei Zaixing...

Maybe this time I can find out the truth behind Fei Zaixing's death.

The top priority now is to find Yang Ya.

If Gu Xi hadn't lied, Yang Ya should be in extreme danger right now.

If Yang Ya died in that hacking operation, what would be the first thing she would do now that she could return to her own world?
From that first-person perspective, Li Daosheng obtained a lot of information. He knew very well how important that "sister" who might still be alive was to Yang Ya.

So, even if she died once in a hacking operation, now that she has the opportunity to come back, she will definitely take action again.

At this moment, the most likely danger she would encounter was that her consciousness would be "trapped" in the data stream of the upper city again.

Fei Zaixing's death occurred at the World Tree branch in the lower city.

Whether it is the upper city or the lower city, World Tree Company is not free from involvement.

Then... let's go there first.

Doctor, Lao Yang's clinic.

Fortunately, after reading that memory, Li Daosheng knew which way to go.

Just head towards the old industrial area south of the downtown area.

Li Daosheng glanced around and found himself on the street. He took a step forward and only then did he truly begin to understand the world.

Neon lights flickered in the humid air, dyeing the streets into a psychedelic color.

The towering skyscrapers in the upper town are looming in the fog, like a tall giant overlooking everything in the lower town.

The old steel bars in the downtown area are rusting, the glass curtain walls reflect endless advertising screens, and holographic projections dance in the air, promoting the latest prosthetic implants and virtual reality experiences.

On the streets, people shuttled in the shadows, their faces hidden by masks and goggles, occasionally revealing metallic skin or mechanical prosthetic eyes.

Rainwater dripped from rusty pipes, mixing with the smell of engine oil and exhaust fumes, and a suppressed electronic hum filled the air.

At this moment, a drone roared past in the distance, and its red scanning beam swept across the ground, as if searching for something.

Li Daosheng dodged and hid in the alley. There was a homeless man curled up in the alley, lying on a tattered blanket. His arms had been replaced with cheap mechanical prostheses, and he looked at Li Daosheng with empty eyes.

After the drone passed by, Li Daosheng straightened his clothes and was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and asked, "Old sir, is Doctor Lao Yang heading that way?"

There was a slight change in the homeless man's empty eyes. Maybe it was the word Lao Yang, or maybe it was the name "Old Gentleman" that he had almost never heard of.

The technological glory of Yunshu City is intertwined with the corruption of mankind. For someone like him, the prosperity of such a huge city has never belonged to him, let alone those decent titles.

"Who are you looking for?" the homeless man spoke, his wrinkled voice like the noise of an old TV.

"A friend of mine still owes Lao Yang some credit points." Li Daosheng did not lie about this matter.

The homeless man seemed to be able to tell the real from the fake, but what surprised him even more was that after carefully scanning Li Daosheng from head to toe, his expression turned ugly: "Get out! People from the upper city! You are not welcome here!"

Li Daosheng was stunned. He followed the homeless man's gaze and looked at his own body. Is there something strange on my body?

"I'm not from the Upper City," Li Daosheng thought for a moment, and then, following Yang Ya's memory of those people from the Upper City, he said, "If I were, it would be a state-of-the-art pulse gun talking to you right now, not me, who's being polite." This seemingly unconvincing statement actually made the homeless man lower his head and think for a moment. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Li Daosheng: "You're right, those bastards never treat us as human beings. They can't even act."

"But you don't have rust?"

The tramp's tone was still full of disbelief.

"What is that?" Li Daosheng asked in confusion.

The homeless man was puzzled by the fact that he didn't know such common sense, but he still raised his left arm and said, "This is the product of rust disease. Haven't you noticed that people in the downtown area have part of their limbs transformed into prosthetics?"

"Only the people in the upper city of Yunshu City have their limbs intact. They have precious special medicine that can resist the erosion of rust..."

"The lower town can't afford that kind of medicine, but if it's not used, the rust will eat away at it quickly, gradually damaging a certain part of the body, like rust on iron. If you don't amputate a limb quickly, it will spread throughout the body, turning it into something like iron slag that shatters at the slightest knock, leading to complete death."

"Where on earth are you from?"

The homeless man looked Li Daosheng up and down.

Li Daosheng pointed to the sky and said, "I came from outside."

Although he didn't lie, the homeless man obviously misunderstood: "Are you from another city?!"

"impossible……"

"How can this be?"

He muttered to himself.

Li Daosheng interrupted, "Can you show me the way?"

The tramp subconsciously pointed to the south.

Li Daosheng took a look and thought, well, it seems he was not wrong.

"Thanks."

The homeless man finally came to his senses. He looked up and saw that Li Daosheng was nowhere to be seen.

The person left long ago.

"I'm not from the upper city... I don't know about rust... I said I'm from outside..."

"Could it be that the Upper City wasn't lying, and there really are other cities out there..."

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Li Daosheng didn't spend much effort on the rest of the journey because he was very familiar with the surrounding environment.

Abandoned factories, sparse population, wastewater all over the ground, unbearable stench, and a very harsh environment.

However, in this haunted place where you're bound to get sick if you live there for too long, there's indeed a mysterious clinic hidden.

After walking for a while following the scenes in his memory, Li Daosheng found the clinic.

However, its doors are closed at the moment.

Walking forward, Li Daosheng knocked on the door: "Hello, is anyone there?"

"This clinic does not accept customers without appointments. Please make an appointment before coming."

It was the voice in my memory, Lao Yang.

(End of this chapter)