Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

This is not aimless: all its words so far cannot be verified, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are just guesses and nonsense. And considering the cost, it is much easier and cheaper to erase a person's memory than to create a new one.

Xie Shouzhen clenched his fists confidently——

"Oh! I find that you are really good at imagining things. If you say so, I am more like a 'demon in my heart'." Tianmo sneered and interrupted Li Shouzhen with disdain. "You are so nervous, and you still want me to tell you about anxiety..."

drop!

A pale blue holographic light popped up in front of Xie Shouzhen, interrupting the conversation between the two "people". The instructions came from the holographic projection in the car, not the "employee guide" in his hand:

It was a small shop located in a deep alley, with the usual run-down appearance of a slum. The crooked signboard flickered the neon light feebly:

"Fang's Hardware Store..."

Xie Shouzhen whispered the flickering words on the sign and trembled subconsciously.

Just seeing the information about performance targets gave Xie Shouzhen an electronic withdrawal reaction: his heart rate soared and a light layer of sweat appeared on his body.

"Please complete the equity acquisition or transfer agreement for 'Fang's Hardware Store'." Next to it was a series of detailed records about the recent business activities, legal person information and equity transfer history of this small store in the alley.

“Hey! It’s troublesome, it’s really troublesome… This store is not easy to clean up, right?”

Xie Shouzhen frowned: Tianmo's voice was particularly excited.

"Do you know the details of this store?"

"I have inside information from a...netizen. I am a member of a secret organization - the 'Yanshi Club'. Have you heard of it? Our members are all big shots in the abyss of the Internet."

Xie Shouzhen did not answer, but quietly digested the secret that seemed to be revealed unintentionally.

"I'm going to make a small deal with you." Tianmo continued to mutter, "This deal is a death trap for you, but it's also a great opportunity that some people dream of finding!"

"'Fang Bailu' - the legal representative of this hardware store. I need you to use all your resources to 'thoroughly' kill his body and his soul."

"In return, I will not only extend your short life like dew, but also provide you with other assistance. For example... How about a Qigong practitioner who is a little bit demented but powerful enough to overpower everyone?"

Chapter 112: Born in the Morning and Died in the Evening (Part )

The guard room at the A Luo Street subway station was packed. It had just been taken over by the Qingyun Temple's security forces, and the zombie soldiers who had already arrived were receiving instructions from their new commander.

But Xie Shouzhen was very dissatisfied.

Now he was looking at the dark yellow smelly liquid flowing out from the trouser leg of a corpse soldier, forming a puddle of water with bubbles.

He covered his nostrils and pointed coldly at the bewildered corpse soldier:

"Where's your catheter?"

The corpse soldiers are all elderly, many of whom suffer from serious urinary system diseases - especially the prostate and pelvic floor muscles, which are even more fragile. In order to prevent incontinence during duty, they have to buy urine bags from the company in advance. It is said that diapers were originally sold to these corpse soldiers for security, but due to the high incidence of bedsores and diaper rash, other excretion utensils were finally replaced.

This is naturally what the "Employee Guide" tells Jie Shouzhen, a newly promoted middle-level cadre.

Looking at the corpse soldier who was slapping his wet crotch helplessly, Xie Shouzhen's tone became more fierce and he waved his fingers vigorously:

"Look at you! You don't even want to pay for toilet fees when you poop or pee, and you don't want to buy supplies sold at the internal price of the logistics team when you're on duty... If the company didn't force you to rent weapons and equipment, would you still have to go to the battlefield with bare hands?!"

The corpse soldiers shrank under the continuous tapping of Xie Shouzhen's finger, as if the tip of his index finger would fire bullets. Xie Shouzhen not only wanted to establish his authority, but also took the opportunity to vent his resentment:

"How can we make more money if we don't spend any money? If everyone is stingy, how can this city continue to operate? How many people can't find a job and don't even have the chance to owe money to the company!"

"Wow, I find that you are born to be mean. If I were the board of directors of Qingyun Temple, I would definitely make dozens of copies of your soul and send them to the grassroots to lead the team..."

The Hexadecimal Supreme Demon made a sound of "tsk tsk" and said "admiration" with a sincere tone.

"What are you all doing here? Are you trying to alert the enemy?! Get outside the subway first!"

The corpse soldiers looked at each other, and finally pushed out the old man who had just lost control of his bladder. He spoke in a hoarse voice, and subconsciously touched his trouser legs that were soaked with excrement:

"Reporting to the leader, we are also responsible for collecting entrance and exit fees at the subway station. If we fail to meet the standards, we will have to pay for it ourselves..."

"Then leave two or three behind, and the others get out of here!"

After all the corpse soldiers and security guards filed out, Jie Shouzhen held his forehead weakly:

For this operation, he had about fifty fully armed zombies at his disposal. The "Employee Guide" also kindly provided seven temporary contracts and a list of swordsmen for hire.

This Fang’s Hardware Store… He looked at the equity transfer records and felt even more annoyed.

According to my common sense, no self-employed person in this shabby slum can resist this force...

"But you still feel something is wrong and unsafe, but you dare not make a deal with me." The demon's voice appeared in the left ear and then in the right ear, like some kind of surround sound; "Don't forget how much time you have left in your life?"

Xie Shouzhen hit the bracket that extended from the bridge of his nose hard.

How could he not know that there was a Qigong practitioner behind this hardware store! And judging from the Heavenly Demon's requirement to kill the store owner, there must be something fishy going on with that man who looked to be only in his twenties.

But Tianmo's so-called deal was too simple and generous, which made him feel uneasy.

"Warning: To avoid meaningless disputes, please do not alert the other shareholder of the store before completing the transfer agreement. Note: If you come into contact with this shareholder, the Human Resources Department will withdraw all promises."

The “Employee Guidelines” even downplayed the warnings, and the attitude of not caring about the matter made Xie Shouzhen even more depressed:

"How are you going to prolong my life? And what's the purpose?"

"The mountain man has his own clever plan. As for my goal, it is none of your business..." Tianmo stretched out his tone to enhance the absurdity of his words; "If you don't help me with the work, do you expect me to help you for nothing?"

Tsk!

Xie Shouzhen, who was fidgeting, spat hard and opened the door of the guard room. He had seen a fortune-telling machine before, and now was the perfect time to tell his life in this one-day period.

If you can't make the decision yourself, leave it to a greater being to guess.

A few anxious illegal immigrants huddled in a corner, huddled around an iron box with some simple patterns painted on it that Jie Shouzhen could not understand.

It was the demon who exclaimed in surprise:

"Huh? That's rare... That's an Abrahamic shrine."

They were dishevelled and basking in the light of the old-fashioned display screen while tapping on the keyboard extending from the iron box, muttering to themselves from time to time.

"I heard that the box contains a replica of their creator. But it seems that the core is just a random number generator that uses the Bible or something as a seed, and can respond to some oracles that no one can understand."

Xie Shouzhen didn't have time to care about these strange things. He just used the self-service fortune-telling machine at the door of the guard room to ask for a fortune - this low-end machine didn't have many divination options.

He pursed his lips and looked at the message on the screen, feeling a chill down his spine:

"There are rivers and mountains, who knows this road ahead is so difficult. No matter how he changes his mind, he will never be able to settle the right and wrong."

"A bad luck, no, a dead luck! It's all over, it's all over! There are so many hardships and difficulties ahead, and the road ahead is full of dangers... and it can't be changed!"

"Shut up!!"

Xie Shouzhen slapped the screen of the fortune-telling machine hard, and skipped the various insurance policies regarding accidental death that popped up afterwards.

The panicked stowaways rolled and crawled away to get away from this strange man who suddenly went crazy.

Xie Shouzhen quickly walked back to the guard room to avoid attracting more attention to his abnormal behavior.

"Don't worry! Without my help, your life will be short. What are you afraid of?"

……

Xie Shouzhen hesitated for a while, and finally lowered his voice:

"If I agree to your request... in addition to force, I will at least need the information and real-time location of the store owner and the shareholder. Otherwise, I won't be very confident."

"Okay, okay!" Tianmo saw that Shouzhen finally gave in, and his tone was filled with joy; "Information and anything else are fine, I have a lot of channels, and someone can handle it. But oh——"

It added word by word, solemnly:

"You have to lend me your body."

Borrowing a body?

After hearing what Tianmo said, Jie Shouzhen felt as if an electric current ran through his brain for a moment.

…It turns out this thing actually wants to take over my body!

Xie Shouzhen suddenly realized that everything was connected - from the moment he woke up to now...

He put his hands in front of his face and looked at the light cast by the lens. He gritted his teeth:

"Is this your goal? To take over the magpie's nest?"

"Ah? Don't worry, I have no interest in taking over your body. It's just that I can't use some tricks without a physical body."

Tianmo paused after answering, as if surprised by Jie Shouzhen's sudden "enlightenment".

I have exposed you!

Seeing Tianmo's hesitation, Xie Shouzhen became more convinced of his guess. But he was not a lamb to be slaughtered:

"Don't think I can't do anything to you... It's this, you're hiding right here!"

Xie Shouzhen suddenly dug his fingers into the gap between the lenses, and then - tore them out with all his strength.

After experiencing the immense pain of losing electronic bliss, the mere physical stimulation has become easily bearable. A bright red stream flows across the vision, and the creaking friction resounds throughout the mind through bone conduction.

flutter!

Xie Shouzhen tore the lens and the bracket off his face. There were several bundles of fine wires connected to the back of the lens - judging from the liquid on it, the wires had passed through the gap between his eyeball and eye socket and directly connected to his brain.

He wiped the blood off his face and suppressed the throbbing pain. Judging from the speed of recovery from the previous broken nose, this torn wound would soon be as good as new:

"I had these glasses implanted as soon as I woke up, but the Employee Guide didn't mention anything about them... I guessed you must be hiding in this thing. Why are you suddenly mute? Mr. Ten-Six-Advanced-Control-Extreme-Shangtian-Mo?!"

No answer: the demon was silent.

Xie Shouzhen felt extremely refreshed - not only did he become the host, but his mind also finally returned to peace.

"What should I do with you next? I advise you to take care of yourself and cooperate with me... First, I will ask you to tell me how to prolong your life..."

He remembered the ancient story: if one could control this so-called "celestial demon", it would be like controlling the genie in a magic lamp.

Next, you need to find the right equipment and software.

Xie Shouzhen suddenly raised his hands slowly and mechanically: with one hand he opened the wound that had just been torn, and with the other hand he put his glasses back between his brow bone and nose bridge.

Fuck? I fuck?

He wanted to curse, but his lips and tongue didn't move. And the movements of his hands didn't come from his own will...

Xie Shouzhen's body was moving on its own.

"You are such a smart-ass guy, and you like to have wild thoughts." The familiar voice echoed in my mind again; "You are a little smart, but you are a little smart: I was indeed in these glasses 'in the beginning'."

The hard metal bracket once again embedded itself into the flesh, making a splashing sound. Due to the clumsy movements, blood smeared on the forehead.

"As for me... I used to be called a 'rogue software'. It's a pity that you are less than a day old, so you don't usually get a chance to go online, right?"

Xie Shouzhen's body gripped the wires tightly and pushed them around his eyeballs.

"What a hassle. I wanted to use these glasses to chat with people, but you ripped them off. Let me tell you: there is no other way to delete me except to blow your head off."

Chapter 113: Born in the Morning and Died in the Evening (V)

Xie Shouzhen felt that the most bizarre and strange experiences in the world had been experienced in the first few hours after he was born.

As time went on, the "Employee Guide" continued to inject more knowledge into Xie Shouzhen's brain through the spiritual orifice. This was a simplified version of the initiation operation, and was only used within Qingyun Temple to avoid copyright disputes.

He found some fragments that might be related to the "Hexadecimal Supreme Devil" in "The Buddha's 81 Methods of Architecture Debugging":

"The Buddha told Subhuti: All number systems, whether binary, octal, or hexadecimal, should be subdued by Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas in this way!"

Jie Shouzhen had no Buddhist cultivation, so these scales and claws were of no use. Not to mention that he had agreed to the deal proposed by the demon, which included offering his body to it and letting it command him.

After experiencing all kinds of hardships and torture, Xie Shouzhen no longer wanted to resist.

"I've told you, it's not painful. I'm not going to take over your body, so why make it bloody..."

Xie Shouzhen had to admit that it was right.

At this moment, he was using his fingertips to pick away the dried black blood on his face, and then shaking it off on the ground. In his imagination, this would be like being imprisoned, watching his body do things he couldn't control - just like what happened after he violently removed his implanted glasses.

Unexpectedly, Xie Shouzhen's control over his limbs was even smoother than before the demon entered his body.

Why? My body is moving according to my will... Didn't I say I should hand over my body?

"Well...did you know that some people say that free will is just an illusion?"

Xie Shouzhen's thoughts turned, and he immediately found the answer in the data sent from the "Employee Guide": Tianmo's argument had nothing to do with determinism or indeterminism, it was just talking about an experiment that people in ancient times conducted in order to seek the ultimate truth of the body and mind.