Chapter 4 Genetic Tax and Tax Collectors
On the day when the eldest lord came to collect the genetic tax, the entire recycle station town made the most solemn preparations. The mayor hung up the banners of plastic sheeting, these brightly colored decorations can be stored for hundreds of years without deterioration or fading, which is one of the few "recreational items" in the world. And all the townspeople put aside their work for the time being, and gathered in the square on the west side of the town.
All the large construction machinery is lined up. In front of the construction machinery, there are senior workers with higher transformation. Further on, there are the general residents. Some of the senior workers had long since fallen to their knees. Their steel frames ensure that they don't feel uncomfortable on their knees. I don't know when the "big man" will come, so they simply keep kneeling.
And the man took Yuki and stood in the middle of the crowd.
He saw the front line, including the mayor, holding the baby. The degree of modification of these babies is generally very low. Among them, the most modified is that the throat is connected to the nutrient delivery pipe. This frees up the labor force of the parents and allows the family to earn more.
Men always feel a little uncomfortable. He knew two months ago that those babies were "taxes". In order to enrich the diversity of the "human gene pool", the lords would take the babies as taxes. If the settlement is not able to provide a newborn baby in good quality, then the lord can consider the settlement to have no existence. He would no longer have to provide shelter to the settlements.
This is also stipulated by the so-called "Dyson Principle". The lord cannot be further punished for "not paying taxes", and no punishment will be allowed at all.
However, if the lord does not shelter the inhabitants, then the uncivilized and uncivilized thug "knights" can ravage the settlement at will.
It is still difficult for men to accept the reality of using humans as taxes. However, he can't change anything now. His prosthetic body is made of scrap products, which is too weak, not to mention large construction machinery, even laborers with a high degree of transformation can crush him.
He can't cause trouble for the town.
"How long will it take......" Yuki closed her eyes. The gray ground reflected the sun, which was a test of his natural eyes, which had not been strengthened. And his natural skin can't stand the sun for so long.
At that moment, there was a commotion in the crowd.
"It's coming!"
Thunderous sounds from far and near. Three ground effect vehicles are rapidly approaching.
Ground effect aircraft is a dynamic vehicle that uses the ground effect to provide support and fly. Ground effect aircraft are equipped with fixed wings and can fly close to the ground (or water). The lower surface of the wing is very close to the ground, creating a blockage of the airflow, providing lift and holding the aircraft close to the ground.
The three aircraft present a triangular formation, led by a white base, supplemented by a golden pattern, which is very luxurious and has a bit of classical beauty. The two in the back are painted in pure black.
Three aircraft stopped moving at the edge of the square. The ejector activates and jets down the airstream, kicking up dust several meters high.
All the giant machines honked in unison. The loud sound made the man feel his skull vibrate faintly.
The babies were crying. Their fragile eardrum simply can't stand this irritation. I'm afraid that after this day, these babies will have their ears wasted. But no one cared. Artificial hearing organs are not worth much in this day and age. In addition, in terms of sensory organs, natural organs are simply not comparable to fortified prosthetics. Even if it is for work, a person should try to replace their natural sensory organs as much as possible.
Nobody cares about this little thing.
It wasn't until the dust had fallen that the construction machinery slowly stopped honking.
After that, the hatches of the three ground effect vehicles opened. On the two black flying machines, fifteen transhuman soldiers came down from each. Their makeover should be more thorough, with a completely square camera on the head and long limbs, presenting an industrial streamlined aesthetic.
And on the flying machine at the head, a ...... came down
A person who is very much like a natural person.
It's a bit rude to say that. No one likes to be a pure natural person. Natural evolution retains too many irrational designs that are not aesthetically pleasing. But he really looks like a natural person. He was dressed in a yellow-green military uniform, with a towering collar, a pair of high military boots at his feet, and even a dog in his hand.
If he is a man of steel under his military uniform, then the appearance of this face can be said to be "personal aesthetics".
The mayor had already come up when the old man came down. But after seeing the other party's appearance, his bright smile gradually froze.
Half a second later, it was replaced by a more flattering smile.
"This big man, the first time we met, may I ask who you are ......?"
"My name is Apennines." The officer smiled and took two steps forward, then frowned.
Behind him, a cyberman dressed as a secretary scolded, "Why are you so rude? How dare you stand to greet the arrival of the Apennines? β
The mayor hurriedly knelt down. Behind him, the residents of the town of the recycling station were also busy kneeling.
The man hadn't reacted at first, but luckily Yuki pulled him so he didn't stand out too much.
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The man felt twisted again. But then comes a mood called "fear."
Who the hell am I? How long have I been asleep? What happened during my slumber?
Why......
Officer Yaning Ping saw everyone kneeling on the ground, and then showed a gentle smile: "Don't worry, I won't blame you." It was all the fault of my predecessor, His Excellency Bernini. He was too lax with you to take on the duties of a tax collector, which is why he is like this. β
"Two months ago, a group of knights broke into Bernini's mansion and killed him, completely destroying his biological brain. Subsequently, as the youngest son of the lord, I took over the job and will become your tax collector from now on. I hope you will obey my affairs well. I believe that during my tenure, we will get along very well. β
The mayor put the baby aside, kowtowed, and said, "Listen to the old man's orders." β
"Good." Yaning nodded: "According to the data, your town is very good, and the fertility rate has increased for ten consecutive years. It's really good. β
"It's all the blessing of the lord." The mayor did not dare to take credit.
"No, it seems to me that this is most likely the fault of His Excellency Bernini, right?" Yaning Ping frowned: "According to the data, you should pay nineteen babies as taxes this year, but ...... The mortality rate in your town is a bit high. β
"This ...... After all, this is the ancient battlefield of the Sublimation War, and there are many dangerous metals underground, so it is indeed easy to ......get sick," the mayor said in a low voice.
"No, no, no, no." Yaning Ping shook his head, walked up to the mayor, and rubbed the crying baby with his boots: "Is the population quality of your town good?" β
"It's really good!" The mayor exclaimed, "We send recyclables to the city every day, which shows that our workers are awesome guys!" All the top of the best! β
You can't afford to fail to pay taxes!
Everything about these officers can be seen by the lord, or even greater. They are not the ones who provide protection directly, but simply the ones who are responsible for collecting taxes. As long as they collect taxes, they can't deny them.
However, it is up to the tax collector to decide how many babies to take based on the quality of the population.
While the human gene bank wants to ensure diversity, it still prioritizes the acceptance of genetically good individuals.
"This kind of thing, you said it doesn't count." Yaningping crouched down, patted the mayor on the face, then walked over to a soldier, took a loaded gun, and shot at the mayor.
Countless bullets fell, leaving the ground dusty. The mayor screamed. After a while, the dust slowly fell.
The mayor was unharmed, except for a bullet on the ground that drew a perfect circle with a radius of three meters.
"That circle is the field." Yaning Ping tugged at the leash in his hand: "You choose a representative to come out and compete with my dog, as long as you can support it...... Just five minutes! β
He took out a thumb-sized projector and threw it on the ground. The projector automatically projects a stereoscopic image in the air.
It was a "05:00:00" countdown.
"When one person is defeated, you can replace another. No matter how many of you come up, if you give me five minutes, I'll recognize the quality of your town's population and allow taxes to be collectedβcan it? β
The mayor stared blankly at the dog. The dog wagged its tail and looked harmless. But the mayor knew that what looked like a creature from the old days was mostly artificial. I don't know what kind of weapon this dog is. He just didn't want to do that kind of thing.
However, if you can't pay your taxes......
Yaning Ping shook his head and pulled out a short stick from his waist: "Tsk, high-energy electric shocker, how about I lend you an extra weapon?" β
The old mayor gritted his teeth and kowtowed, "Please allow me to discuss with the townspeople." β
"Go ahead." Yaningping smiled and waved his hand.
While the mayor and a few other old men were talking, Yaningping's secretary came over, crouched down, and unleashed the dog. In the process, the infrared signal transmitter in his palm shook at the dog's pupil camera: [Don't kill too much, the young master was just kicked out by the master to do things, and he wanted to find something to vent. If everyone is really dead, there is no good for the master. In the end, it took five minutes to get these guys to pay their taxes. γ
The dog's nose squirted.
A few minutes later, a worker with a height of four meters walked out. Although his body is a large-scale humanoid form that is multi-purpose for transportation and rough processing, his head is still the size of an ordinary person, and his face is full of fear. Despite the huge difference in size between the two sides, the mayor of the town has already made his interests clear. He didn't dare to hold it up, and after entering the circle, he put his fists away and aimed them at the dog.
He didn't pick up the weapon. His hand couldn't hold the stun rod at all.
"Let's go!" The secretary gave the order, and the countdown began.
The worker's fists catapulted violently under the action of the hydraulic press. In this way, the steel scrap can be hammered into shapes that are easy to transport.
However, the dog jumped up unhurriedly and stretched its limbs. The steel fist slid down his belly. The dog ran effortlessly on the worker's half-meter-wide arm.
At the same time, the man blurted out: "Bionic boxing? β