Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

What major events would you like to know about?

His tone carried a hint of probing.

Lin thought for a moment.

"For example, has anything major happened in Belleburg recently that could affect the entire city?"

Sambo stared at him for a few seconds to make sure the other person was serious before clearing his throat and trying to organize his thoughts.

"If we're talking about a major event that could affect the entire city, there really is one."

"say."

Chapter 8: The Battle of Xuanwu Gate – Who Will Win and Be the Great Protector!

"The lower-level areas have been sealed off for so many years, but recently a new force has emerged."

It is said to be a force formed by robots, which has gathered many homeless people and recruited many mechanical guards.

He paused for a moment.

"It is a force that should not be underestimated."

If they decide to take any action, the lower zones could be significantly affected, and even the upper zones might be impacted.

Lin Si frowned.

Robots? AI?

Although intelligent machines are not uncommon in the universe, they are almost never seen in the Immortal Ship. Because of the Jin people's rebellion many years ago, the people of the Immortal Ship have always had a very complicated attitude towards intelligent machines.

However, this is in a game, so the appearance of omnics is understandable.

But what really made him frown was another keyword in Sangbo's words.

Upper area, lower area, locked down.

What's the meaning?

Is this game a tribute to the Battle of Two Cities?

According to Sangbo, the lower levels have been sealed off for many years.

The only person who could order the lockdown of a part of the city is likely the city's supreme leader, who is also the mother of the character he is currently controlling—the Great Guardian.

The fact that an order to impose a blockade indicates that the conflict between the two sides is definitely irreconcilable.

Lin Si's lips curled up slightly.

That's interesting.

This game faces not only external threats, such as the creations of the rifted realms, but also internal troubles, such as the conflicts between the upper and lower levels.

Difficulty is the key factor in determining whether a game is highly playable.

As a gaming expert, Lin Si is never afraid of any challenging game.

He asked a crucial question:

"Why seal off the lower levels?"

Sambo raised an eyebrow.

Goodness! It's confirmed!

Bronya has definitely lost her memory!

If you've forgotten the decisions your own mother made, what else could it be but amnesia?

However, Bronya's amnesia stirred up some different thoughts in Sambo's mind.

But we still need to keep testing her to see if she really has amnesia, or to what extent.

His eyes darted around, but his face remained expressionless.

“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “Anyway, the Great Guardian’s explanation is that it’s a necessary sacrifice to better resist the Rift Monsters.”

Lin Si: "......."

He was silent.

If there are other hidden reasons, that's one thing, such as an outbreak of plague in the lower areas, or some special reason that requires isolation.

But if this is really the idea of ​​the Great Guardian, then he feels that the Great Guardian might have had their head squeezed through a door.

Of course, it's also possible that the game planner's brain got squeezed through a door.

A single city remaining on a planet is equivalent to a small country. And what is the most important thing for a small country to grow and prosper?

population.

With people, there is productivity, which enables us to expand our territory and build a stronger army.

Judging from what Sambo said, there must still be many people living in the lower-level area.

The Great Guardian just gave up like that?

Even if there are conflicts, the Great Protector should play her role in mediating them, rather than simply throwing half the population out to fend for themselves.

"Necessary sacrifices"?

What should we sacrifice? Our own people?

Lin Si felt there was a problem with this logic.

And the problem is huge.

But then I thought, maybe that's how the game's world is set up: a paranoid ruler, an abandoned lower district, and a city waiting to be saved.

This setup may be old-fashioned, but it is indeed classic.

Lin Si shook her head.

Forget it, it's just a game setting. Taking it too seriously is just asking to lose.

However, these settings piqued his interest in what would happen next.

Lin Si touched her chin (though it was Bronya's chin), lost in thought.

If that's the case, then the plot of this game becomes very clear.

He needs to cultivate power in the lower districts, subdue the "robot force," then lead the people of the lower districts in a rebellion against the oppression of the upper districts, and finally overthrow the incompetent Grand Protector...

and many more.

Overthrow the Great Guardians?

Isn't that the same as overthrowing Bronya's mother?

Lin Si looked down at the body she was controlling: Bronya Rand, daughter of the High Guardian.

If the plot really develops to that point, wouldn't that be...?

Love you, Mom! See you at Xuanwu Gate!

A showdown at Xuanwu Gate: Who will win and who will be the great protector?!

Lin Si's lips twitched.

The game's planners have quite a taste.

At this moment, Bronya herself fell silent.

She was too young to understand these things when her mother ordered the lower levels to be sealed off.

At that time, all she knew was that the lower levels were sealed off; some people could no longer come up, and some could no longer go down. Her mother said it was a necessary measure to better protect Belloberg.

She believed it.

But now, looking back... she couldn't understand her mother's thoughts at all.

There are so many residents in the lower districts, so many children like her, and they also have the right to live and the right to enjoy everything Belleberg has to offer.

Why lock them up underneath?

Every time she went to her mother to talk about this, her mother would always say to her:

"This is a necessary sacrifice."

"As a leader, you must learn to make choices."

Choice.....

Bronya pondered those two words, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her.

She didn't know if what her mother said was right or wrong.

She didn't know what she would do if she were in her shoes.

But she knew one thing: the first reaction of that guy called the Demon King when he heard about this was to frown, to be puzzled, and to think that "this great guardian's head has been squeezed through a door."

Although it was a harsh thing to say, Bronya suddenly felt a little envious of him.

I envy him for being able to judge right and wrong so easily, without having to consider those complicated trade-offs or bear those heavy responsibilities.

In his eyes, this was just a game.

In her eyes, this is everything she will have to bear in the future.

Lin Si and Sang Bo continued walking forward through the wind and snow.

After a long while, Lin Sicai spoke again:

"What's the name of that robot force?"

Sambo thought for a moment.

"I think his name is...Swarovski? Yes, Boss Swallowski. That's what everyone in the Lower District calls him."

Lin Si nodded and memorized the name.

Schwarz, robot, lower district.

I should go and meet them if I have the chance.

He looked up at the city gate that was getting closer and closer, and then glanced at Sambo beside him.

This smooth-talking guy, though unreliable, is certainly well-informed.

It might be useful in the future.

"Okay, I see."

He waved his hand.

"You go."

Sangbo was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? You're just letting me leave like that?"

Lin Si raised an eyebrow.

"What else? Should I treat you to a meal?"

Sambo gave a wry smile.

"No need, no need. It's just...wouldn't you like to check if I have any other contraband on me?"

Lin Si looked at him for three seconds, then slowly opened her mouth.

"You really want me to search?"

Sambo quickly waved his hand.

"No, no! Absolutely not! I was just saying it offhand!"

He took two steps back and waved to Lin Si.

"Well, sister, see you again someday! I'll treat you to a drink next time we meet!"

After saying that, he dashed into the snowstorm and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lin Si watched his retreating figure, a slight smile playing on her lips. This Sang Bo was definitely more than just an ordinary unscrupulous businessman.

His eyes were so shrewd.