That night, as if Pandora's box had been opened, in more than one place, the sound of 'jingling bells' sounded on the streets in the middle of the night, like someone walking on the road in iron shoes, and the ringing interval was exactly the same.

Again and again, it happened again and again, and it was naturally heard, but in the middle of the night, there was a strange sound on the street, and most people's reaction was to be afraid, and then ran back to the bed, hiding in the bed, and the bolder ones would secretly open a crack in the window and look out through the crack.

There are also people who claim to have learned the essence of science and are not afraid of any feudal superstition, and they have the courage to go out carefully with flashlights, wondering who is strolling on the street in the middle of the night and making such a disturbing noise.

Either they didn't notice it, or they saw a tin man walking around in a very stiff position, so that the whole world knew he was a robot.

If a piece of white cloth floats on the street, it can definitely scare people to faint, but this is a robot created by science at first glance, and the fear suddenly disappears.

No one would think that this was a robot that ran out of the research institute, but that it was a prank made by someone, and a few curses if it was bad-tempered, but the robot with heavy steps and stiff movements turned a deaf ear and continued to walk forward step by step according to his frequency, until it disappeared into the dark street.

So, what you see and hear at night naturally becomes the next day's talking point, spreading in the market, but it's just a conversation, laughing off, and turning to busy your own work and life, no one cares, in this fast-paced era, just running around for life exhausts people's energy, and there is really not much energy to explore.

The reporters and media who heard about this didn't have much interest, but in the era of great changes, there were too many urban legends, such as angel legends, demon legends, vampire legends, Obik legends, monster legends with only shadows...

In contrast, the legend of the 'Mask of Steel Plate' is really unattractive, and it has just become a topic of conversation, and no one has gone into it in depth, because no one will be so bored that they stay up until midnight and go to the street to look for the 'Mask of Steel Plate' that they don't know where they are, let alone what they look like.

As for TPC, it is natural to know all kinds of urban legends that have been passed down by word of mouth in the streets and alleys, but they have not stopped them, but they have just ignored and dealt with them, and they are treated as if they do not exist.

It's not that TPC doesn't want to do anything, it's really can't do anything.

People who are full of uncertainty about the future and life are full of anxiety, and they can't find a sense of security in the real world, so they want to entrust their hearts to ethereal religions or gods, and the chaotic era is also the time when all kinds of ghost legends are born the most.

And many times, the more the TPC is negative, the more people will arouse curiosity, the more they think it is true, but if you don't ask, soon this urban legend will disappear or be replaced by a new urban legend.

To this end, a staff officer transferred from Europe devised a new plan, which was to fuel the urban legends, that is, to make up more urban legends, the more outrageous the better.

Because people's curiosity is limited, when they hear about urban legends for the first time, they will naturally be extremely curious and express their opinions about it, but when they hear about it for the second time, it is only curiosity, and the third and fourth times...

Again and again, all kinds of urban legends that have not been made, will make people completely lose interest, of course, listen to it or listen, after all, it's boring, there is always something to do, but after listening, it's over, basically the left ear out, the right ear in.

TPC's strategy was very successful, and the sudden explosion of urban legends minimized the possibility of causing mass incidents, and the new mask of steel plates did not cause any fluctuations, as if a stone was thrown into the sea, and it did not cause turbulent waves at all.

Therefore, Makoto Chiba of Kisarazu still lives a peaceful life, getting up early every day to run ten kilometers, then having breakfast, and then jogging into the forest, continuing to kick the wooden stakes inserted in the ground and the wooden blocks hanging from the branches.

Take a half-hour break at noon, use a bento to solve lunch by the way, and then practice boxing and swordsmanship in the afternoon, and stay until the evening, then carry firewood down the mountain to the elderly, and then go home to rest, eat, sleep...

Simple and repetitive!

'Whew! Call! ’

Chiba Makoto strode and ran, breathing very regularly, big drops of sweat flowing down his face, although it was morning, but it was summer, the temperature was still very high, and he would sweat all over his body if he moved a little, so that Chiba Makoto had to bring two water cups to replenish water.

was running, and suddenly saw a few children pushing and shoving on the side of the road, as if they were making a conflict, so they ran over and continued to run in place, saying: "No, good children can't fight, hurry up and go to school, I'll be late for a while." ”

"Ah, it's Uncle Weirdo."

Makoto Chiba immediately emphasized: "It's my brother!" ”

A kid wearing a baseball cap stubbornly said, "What's weird about him, I see more robots than him." ”

"The robots are all in the science museum, and they can't be on the streets late at night," the other sturdy kid scoffed, "You're lying." ”

"That's right, my mother said that those who don't sleep in the middle of the night are bad guys."

"I'm not a bad guy, I really do." The child wearing the baseball cap loudly refuted the ridicule of several children, but the circles under his eyes were not angry, and he just held back his tears.

Makoto Chiba stopped running on the spot, crouched down, made eye level with the child, and asked; "What do you mean by a robot on the street in the middle of the night?"

"You won't believe it, will you?" The stout child was very surprised, and immediately a child next to him hurriedly followed and said: "Yes, this is completely fake, and only children will believe it if it scares children." ”

"Weirdos, weird kids, weird robots." These children immediately began to shout and slipped away, making the children wearing baseball caps angry, and finally couldn't help but raise their sleeves and wipe their eyes, Chiba Makoto got up and coaxed these children away, they ran and shouted, so that the children wearing baseball caps lowered their heads, their shoulders were shaking, and big tears fell on the dry road.

Chiba Makoto walked over, took out a towel from his backpack, squatted down, wiped his tears, and said: "Boys don't cry even if they bleed, just like me, no matter how painful it is, they won't cry, so they are strong men, you have to be a strong man, you won't be afraid or care about their ridicule." ”