Chapter 7 It has been a hundred years since one defeat

EDM lasing.

This high-energy stun baden is worthy of military supplies. The electrical sparks it emits are even visible to the naked eye.

If the person using the stun rod is a natural person, then he is even in danger of being eaten by the electric current when attacking the enemy - the attack range of the electric stun rod is too short, and the electric current still retains a strong energy after penetrating the atmosphere or traveling across the earth.

Only such an electric shock can cause effective damage to cyber people.

Will's claws were already on the "torso" of the mountain. The blasted air separated the two. However, in that short moment, a powerful electric current still ran over the nerves of the mountain at the speed of light.

Suffering.

Thinking organs trembled, and neurons trembled as if in the midst of an electric shock.

Xiangshan fell to the ground.

- This is ......

The feeling of the battery being detached from his body, the feeling of life and death, and the pain of the moment sparked more memories for him.

He recalled the images of the fist and palm, and recalled the pain of the trauma.

He recalled...... Recalled......

——"Difficult to cross the mountain"...... This title ...... I......

- I used to ......

He seemed to remember something.

Huge emotions crushed Xiang Shan's thoughts. His mind was so chaotic that his brain didn't even give the right instructions. He. The man fell to the ground like this, his body trembling.

But he had no weapon in his hand.

At the same time, the dog named Will also fell to the ground. The stun rod was stuck in the air intake on the left side of his body. The mountain is deep enough. When he fell from mid-air, the stun rod didn't break away from the canine-like prosthetic. The stun rod is still discharging. The nerve signals in Will's spine are covered by electric shocks.

Yaningping looked up at the projection.

It's only a minute and five seconds now. In theory, Will Granddoug still has three minutes and fifty-five seconds to beat the hillbilly.

But he felt that there was no need for a countdown. This piece of waste doesn't look like it's able to get rid of an electric shock on its own.

[Do you see the number of his paths?] 】

The secretary responded: [Even between life and death, there is still no sign of forming martial arts. It doesn't look like it's a disguise. It may be that the external talent is better. 】

Yanimpin felt like his brain was synthesizing dopamine on its own. This is a rare phenomenon. Sometimes, Yanimpin has to use an auxiliary program to stimulate the brain to carry out this type of chemical synthesis. He was somewhat surprised by the result.

There's no need to time.

In this way, Yaningping walked into the circle drawn by the bullet and walked towards the hillbilly called "Mountain".

"Hey, people......" Yaningping accosted the mountain. But the appearance of the mountain is very strange. His whole body trembled, and the sounder was synthesizing some kind of white noise.

Xiang Shan's eyes kept opening and closing. He felt that his eyes were wrong. It's not a bug in the prosthetic eye. He was accustomed to using "crying" to vent the pathos in his heart at an earlier age. But now he can't cry - he doesn't have tear ducts, and the voice generator can't understand such complex emotions and synthesize such complex voices.

There are no tears, and the eyes always feel that something is wrong.

It's not just that. He even felt pain all over his body. It's phantom pain. The body doesn't have tactile nerves or anything like that. The body that had grown up with him was long gone.

- Why did I come back to life......

- No, am I really alive?

Xiang Shan couldn't handle such emotions. Instinctively, he raised his right hand and struck it on his torso.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It seems that this is the only way to feel that "the heart is beating".

It's as if that's the only way to feel like you're alive again!

Although I understand that this is just a bad habit of myself as a human being of the old times, I ......

You have to do it.

Why did he come back to life?

Why did he wake up in such a twisted world? Why do you have to live in such a hellish world even if you have forgotten your own name?

Because......

"I lost ......"

I can't shed tears, and I want to smash my eyes.

Xiang Shan looked at the person in front of him and roared, "I lost...... I lost! I lost! I lost! I! I lost! ”

He lost.

This must have happened many years ago, right? How many years did he sleep?

Before he fell unconscious, he lost a duel – perhaps the most important "warrior duel" in human history, right?

He still hadn't remembered all the details of the past. But all the weirdness of this world may have something to do with it.

- How many years have I been asleep? How did the world develop when I lost consciousness?

- This is a hell that does not become human...... Does it have anything to do with me?

Confusion, fear, anger, confusion.

All he could do was shout: "I've lost!" ”

"You ......" Yaningping didn't know what Xiang Shan really meant. He didn't know that Xiang Shan was referring to another battle that he didn't know how many years ago. He just thought that this hillbilly was stupid, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly admitted defeat.

- What does it look like...... Was he really once a warrior?

Yaningping shook his head, and swallowed back the words of solicitation that he had already thought of.

Whether as a subordinate or as a temporal lobe, this guy is unqualified.

This time, his excitement also subsided by half.

The young master turned to Will Granddog. He pulled a stun baton from the dog's body. The dog was already in shock from the electric shock. The chip in my brain is being forcibly restarted. The prosthetic body is trying to awaken the biological brain.

But in the next second, Yaning Ping stabbed with an electric shock baton.

The electric stun rod pierced the dog's chest. Silvery-gray slurry splashes.

That's where Will's biological brain is located.

"Shameful dog." Yaningping flicked the stun baton, and then threw it to the secretary: "Take eighteen babies as a genetic tax this time." ”

"Eighteen ......" Mayor still wants to argue. But Yaning Ping glared: "If you dare to talk nonsense, I won't accept these eighteen either!" ”

The soldiers walked over in silence to check the newborn's weight and other signs. There was a baby who seemed to be in shock because of the noise at the beginning and was knocked out. They selected the eighteen most robust babies and re-boarded the ground effect aircraft.

Dusty.

The mayor fell into a new sorrow. The gene tax was not paid in full, and the old men didn't know what they were thinking. But one thing is for sure, there may be a crisis in the town.

Soon, another thing caught the mayor's attention.

The carcass of a dog.

Will Grande Doug's body, Yaningpin did not take away.

This is a warrior's professional-grade prosthesis!

Mayor Mare's mouth swallowed.

At this time, it seemed that the overheated chip had finally cooled down, so Xiang Shan groped for the battery on the ground, took it back to his body, and stood up. He picked up the dog's carcass, turned his back to the group, and walked step by step into the town. The legs of the hydraulic transmission do not run at all. From the moment he started, he had to fight Will GrandDoug in a predictive way.

If he had a ...... that could play to his strengths No, even the worst warrior-type prosthetic can easily kill this pet!

A loudspeaker suddenly sounded: "Hey! Didn't that guy lose? Why does he still want to monopolize the loot? ”

In most people's eyes, Xiang Shan seemed to rely on luck, twisting his body to avoid the attack, and finally collapsed in fright. The speed towards the mountain is not faster than that of a dog, and the strength is only weaker. In fact, in addition to Will himself, only a martial artist who is very familiar with external skills can see Xiang Shan's "prediction".

In the eyes of the public, Xiangshan has no victory.

There was a slight commotion in the crowd. How valuable is a martial artist-type professional prosthetic? You don't know the exact amount, but as you can imagine, it must have been crazy.

However, the mayor suddenly yelled, "You idiots! Stop! Idiot! Idiot! ”

…………………………………………………………

The town of the Recycle Station quickly emerged from the tax storm and into the festive atmosphere.

Well...... It's a bit strange to say, but the town does celebrate Tax Day. A tax collector is in charge of a large area, many towns. On Tax Day, the tax collector's route depends on his own mood. It is precisely because of this that on Tax Day, the townspeople are not allowed to work, but can only line up to welcome the tax collector.

And the days when you don't have to work all day together are not a few times a year

The townspeople work every day.

So, every year on Tax Day, after the tax collector leaves, the townspeople start to gather together to celebrate.

Celebrate another year, then eat, drink, chat, and relax.

The ornaments used to welcome the tax collector were also taken down the next day and put back in the village storehouse.

Although this year's tax process has not been smooth, and even the results have not been satisfactory...... But the old man has collected taxes!

And the process is so thrilling, it's a lot of talk! At least there's a lot more to talk about than usual happens.

As for the situation of "one less than the predetermined share...... That's something the mayor is worried about. This kind of thing, no matter how much they worry, it won't help, right?

Why don't you inject yourself with some ethanol and opioids?

Soon, some people boasted to themselves, saying that the man called "Yog" was indeed extraordinary, and he was still as wise as a torch, and he could see through this person's power at a glance.

Of course, there are also people who express jealousy of the "Yog" who has received a whole body of warrior prosthesis. In their opinion, "Yog" must be going to get rich.

On this basis, some people sourly said that "Yoge" was just picking up cheap, and the workers in front of him greatly consumed the dog's energy, which made "Yoge" successful. The dog's prosthetic body belongs to everyone, so it should be sold for everyone's money.

But the first group of people said that you farted and talked nonsense with your eyes open.

Soon, the two gangs began to fight - which is also a common occurrence.

As long as he doesn't fight and can't work, even the mayor won't stop him - after all, the only doctor in the town is his nephew, which can increase the income from selling parts.

Yuki doesn't like the chaos at all. He avoided the crowd and walked towards where he lived.

He knocked on his door: "'Yog', you are inside......"

The door opened, revealing a silver face: "Boy, don't call me that in the future." I said it, not my name. Plus, this is your house and you can come in directly. ”