Chapter 9: Attitude and Scum

Coming back from the dead is called Su/Su.

In the long course of history, many people have died. The resurrection of the dead, strictly speaking, has only occurred in the last 200 yearsβ€”if your religious beliefs have not compelled you to assume that someone died and rose again in 33 C.E.

Even in the true sense of the word, there is only one person.

Because very few people convert their memories into data. Some people who do this may not upload it. And after uploading, no one will necessarily read it, let alone brutally train themselves on these memories.

Takezu was the only one who met these conditions. In order to pursue the further development of the brain, he used the enzyme Huandanase many times. To combat the side effects, he had already transferred most of his memories to the hard drive. And after the assassination at the end of the Sublimation War, the Father of Ten Thousand Machines made public the memories of his captured Martial Ancestor. And the identity of Wu Zu has made a lot of people pursue his memory.

This is the only soul that reappears in the world over and over again.

[Is it really the rebirth of the Martial God? Are you sure? Not an ordinary Martial Ancestor follower? 】

[Followers of Martial Ancestors will not imitate Martial Ancestors' behavior in full. In Wu Zu's own thoughts, this practice of expressing a cult of personality was meaningless. Dai Jiu Tai'a said calmly: [However, the knight I faced before is completely different. He reproduces the 'behavior' of the Takezu – I can conclude that his spirit is highly consistent with that of the Takezu. You know, I can be sure ......]

While speaking, Dai Jiu Tai'a had already transmitted part of his memory to Bai Changkong. 、

[This...... This pattern of behavior...... This demeanor ......] Bai Changkong closed his eyes: ["The Way of Justice"...... This song did appear in the favorites of a music website account in Wuzu. It's close. 】

After the end of the Sublimation War, many of the servers in the old world were managed in one place. In the process, some groups within the asylum revealed the information about Wu Zu's personal accounts on many websites - the ostensible reason was to "provide historical materials for Wu Zu's research".

The intelligence in Wuzu's social account was also dug deeply.

Many people know Wu Zu's hobby.

[With a loud voice to promote high righteousness, guerrilla warfare and propaganda warfare are coordinated, which is also a typical Wuzu style. But...... But ......]

[I think you can feel it too, Bai Sanren.] Dai Jiu Tai'a's eyes burned: [This is the gathering of the soul sparks of the Martial Ancestor - this is the Martial God!] 】

Although strictly speaking, only after being certified by "acquaintances of the information source individual" can an individual be judged to be "the personality of the information source individual". However, the personality overlay and the source individual are by default the same personality, so those who are familiar with the martial gods, including historians, can actually make a judgment.

Of course, so far, no one has done this "confession" indiscriminately. Those who are recognized as "Xiangshan" by the world are still only Wu Zu and the ten martial gods.

Bai Changkong reset the parameters of his prosthesis to avoid unnatural shaking of his prosthesis due to excessive emotional fluctuations.

[Well, this may be the Martial God...... Which one? Or brand new? It's true? Or is it fake? 】

[He has signs of using internal force, so it should be a true personality overlay.] Dai Jiutai said: [But at that time, it was suspected that there were other internal masters on the side to assist, so it is not ruled out that it is a fake personality overlay. 】

[So what is the purpose of his appearance here?] 】

[According to the information I have gathered now, this Valkyrie suddenly appeared in the New World a few months ago. No other prior movements were recorded. 】

Bai Changkong thoughtfully: [What do you mean......]

[Tao Enhai bar. His purpose must have been Tao Enhai. Dai Jiutai said: [Wu Zu recreated Tao Enhai Tong. Although this is the same as the father of all machines. But after the father of all machines said goodbye to the way of chivalry, Tao Enhai was one of the core supporters of Wu Zu. 】

Bai Changkong nodded: [Makes sense......]

[This martial god is still very weak. The capacitors he used were probably not up to the most sophisticated standards. And Tao Enhai is now in danger. We can now think about whether the appearance of a martial god at this point in time is a good thing or a bad thing for 'us'. Should we push in this matter, or should we ...... the other way around]

Bai Changkong lowered his head: "I have to think about this matter." ”

Every Martial God is destined to set off a shocking wave - even the weakest Eighth Martial God was killed by King Ajuni by despicable means just before he could grow up.

And the tide means variables.

Variables are opportunities.

- Which big man is the Valkyrie God planning to assassinate now?

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Congreve was now on the ground, terrified.

He was suddenly touched by two people who were too high in martial arts to speak, and then he was knocked on the head and lost consciousness. When he woke up, his hands and feet were dismantled, leaving only an unprosthetic arm.

And the two prosthetic people sat across from him.

A man sits cross-legged with his upper body leaning forward slightly, making himself look more oppressed: "Ah, Mr. Congreve. Are you awake? I'm going to ask, you once robbed the capacitor of Little Luther's house on Third Avenue, do you remember? ”

Congreve trembled: "Good man, you were invited by the Luther family......"

"Snap" twice, the man patted his face, "Ask you." ”

"Remember...... Remember......" Congreve trembled: "I can return ...... if I need it again"

"Ah, that's a matter of waiting. And then there are the twelve nameless men in the slums north of the city – you seem to have beaten them three months ago and then caused at least two people to die on the spot? ”

"They...... They don't have asylum, so the asylum won't sanction ......"

"You just have to answer 'remember' or 'don't remember'......"

"Yes...... I remember! I remember! ”

And then ...... Tsk, it seems like a long time ago. When you are not prosthetic enough, you seem to be acting violently. You are clever and careful in picking women who have lost the protection of civilization. ”

"I'm here to perpetuate genetic diversity......" Seeing the warrior raise his slap, he shouted frantically, "There is this!" There is such a thing! ”

"Well, that's good. You are honest. I like honest people the most. So one last question. Do you have any help with the Fierce Hands to store supplies......"

Congreve understood: "You guys...... Are you the asylum? No! No! This can't! I didn't join the Fierce Hands Party! I didn't! You can't take away my protection! ”

Congreve immediately struggled wildly. He knew that in the past week, the asylum has been frantically searching for members of gangs such as the Macho Hand and the Capacitor Gang. Although he only collected money to maintain some spare resources for them, he ......

The key is "how the asylum seems"!

Congreif didn't think he was a member of the Mamhurs, and when the Mamhurs were there, they only thought that he was hired to look at the warehouse. But as long as the asylum seeker believes that he is a member of the Mamtiah Party, he may be revoked asylum.

In a sense, this is something more terrible than death.

"Aha." Xiang Shan nodded: "It's really yours." I ask you, where is that thing now? ”

"It's in the outermost cupboard...... The one at the door! You can take it! I was wrong! I'm sorry! Congreve screamed.

Xiang Shan sighed: "Don't worry, it won't hurt." ”

Then, a finger was placed on the back of Congreve's head.

Congreve stopped struggling.

And Matsushima Hiroshi also got the large unit battery and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

Xiang Shan looked at Congreve, who had died, shook his head and said, "This guy is really ......"

"No way." Hiroshi Matsushima: "He is clever and only overdoes it to those who have lost the protection of civilization. Everyone knows he's a scumbag, but few think he's going to go too far with themselves. ”

"'Abolish asylum' is a joke. For the powerful individuals of the wilderness and green forest, it doesn't matter whether they have shelter or not. But for those poor people who have no force, if they are not protected, they are disqualified from being human beings, which is worse than death. Even if they did do something unforgivable, why not kill them in the first place? ”

"'No act of repayment for a crime should exceed 'death'...... Is it? Matsushima Hiroshi thought for a moment: "I don't hate that kind of era. It's a pity that there are no knights who have re-established that kind of order yet......"

Xiang Shan was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

Hiroshi Matsushima was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?" Is there a problem with my statement? ”

"No, no, no, not at all." Xiang Shan shook his head: "'Chivalry violates the prohibition with martial arts', but I didn't expect that in this era, the power to uphold the spirit of the law is actually a chivalrous man." ”

"Huh? Wasn't chivalry the way it used to be? ”

"Wu Zu Xiangshan just randomly selected a set of words that can trigger perceptual cognition from it to package this set of 'resistance'." Xiang Shan raised his head: "Shall we go back first, or go to the next target?" ”

If Xiang Shan wants to go to the south, the most important thing is power reserves.

The sandstorm didn't know how long it would last, so they had to have plenty of energy.

Xiangshan's three vehicles originally accumulated some solar energy in the north, but on the way back to Songying, they were almost consumed.

Now, Xiang Shan must find a way to get enough batteries to store energy in Songying City.

Thankfully, there's no shortage of this stuff in the city.

For some people who are a bit of a bit ongoing, having a few high-capacity batteries at home is a must.

And in this city, there is no shortage of scum who acquiesce in the Dyson principle.