Ide looked at Mawson's fist, then looked back at the entire street behind him, and couldn't really equate the two.

Although reason told him that this was not possible, in the end, Ide chose to believe.

"You don't need to mention Victor on purpose, in fact, I don't have much affection for Qilian anymore, she has always felt that I killed Alita, and she has never forgiven me."

"In the midst of endless quarrels, we have long since parted ways."

Ed sighed, and he glanced at Mawson.

"Who the hell are you? What exactly do you want to do? ”

With his knowledge, he can't see the origin of Mowson, and as for the purpose, it is impossible to analyze.

"Would you believe me if I was just a passer-by and it was all a coincidence?"

"How is that possible?"

Ide shook his head.

"Tell me, what do you want to know?"

"Everything, everything about Salem." Mawson replied.

"Okay."

Ed agreed.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, though, because I know very little."

Ide stood up, closed the door to the clinic, hung up a Do Not Disturb sign, and walked over to the couch.

"Salem is indeed a beautiful place, rich in materials, advanced in technology, and people can enjoy almost everything that material things provide, and this is very costly."

"From this point of view, Salem is indeed heaven."

"But ......"

"In a sense, Salem is hell as well."

"The people of Salem are divided into different areas according to the rank of their inhabitants, and the various areas are heavily guarded and cannot be easily entered. Even high-level residents who want to enter low-level areas need to go through layers of vetting. ”

"Do you think this system is familiar?"

"We all think of Salem as paradise, but in Scrap Iron Town, we hardly see the real Salem people."

"I mean the real Saleem."

"Like me and Qilian, we only have the lowest level of citizenship, and Salem is extremely large, it seems that the area is only 110 of the scrap iron town, but its upper and lower structures are extremely widely distributed, and in the longitudinal direction, it can be much larger than the scrap iron town."

"Even after living there for decades, I don't know exactly how many floors Salem has."

"As low-level citizens, Qilian and I have limited access to the area, and although we have great material satisfaction, we are poor in spirit and freedom."

Id didn't seem to have a good impression of Salem, and there was no remembrance in his words.

"How's the armed forces there?"

"Arranged?" Ide frowned.

"I don't know."

"There are few disputes in Salem, and there are no murders and robberies, after all, there is so much material abundance that almost anything can be obtained at their fingertips, so what reason does the people there have to commit crimes?"

"On weekdays, you can see patrolling mechanical police on the streets, but their symbolic meaning is far greater than the actual effect."

"Oh, by the way, there's a sport in Salem that everyone admires."

"That's the Death Ball game."

"In Scrap Iron Town, the winner of each Death Ball tournament gets a chance to enter Salem, where he is treated like a hero."

"And then he was killed in an official match."

"The people of Scrap Iron Town thought their champion was living a paradise life in Salem, but in reality? They will only survive for a month at most in Salem. ”

"If you want to get into Salem, then going through the Death Ball game and winning the championship should be the most convenient way."

Ide suggested.

"Death Ball game?"

In the movie, it is in this way that Alita gets the opportunity to enter Salem.

It's just that the plot of the movie ends here completely, and Alita raises her knife and points it at Salem in the sky, sending the ultimate challenge to Nova.

However, Mawson thought about it, but rejected this suggestion in his heart.

Nova had seen his destructive power, and unless he was fully prepared, he would never have put Mawson in Salem.

Even if Mawson can be killed in the end, the aftermath caused by the fight between the two is estimated to bring irreparable damage to Salem.

So this path is destined to be unworkable.

"Is there any other way?"

Ide shook his head.

"Now that Salem has closed the passage with Scrap Iron Town, and opened all defenses, monitoring the entire Scrap Iron Town in all directions, it is absolutely impossible to get close to Salem quietly."

"Is there really nothing you can do?" Mawson was still a little incredulous.

"Now that Salem has cut off the connection with Scrap Iron Town, and without the resource supply of Scrap Iron Town, he shouldn't be able to last long, right?"

Mawson thinks differently.

"No, it's not."

Ide shook his head.

"The need for scrap metal in Salem is not absolute, and believe me, it is completely self-sufficient if necessary."

"You don't have a chance."

"It's a real iron bucket, and it can't be breached!"

This time Mawson didn't say anything more, and then he carefully asked a few more details about Salem, and after checking it again, he made sure that Ed was not lying on some issues.

Although I didn't get the news I wanted, I didn't get nothing either.

Seeing that he could no longer ask anything else, Mawson got up and left, and when he reached the door, he glanced at Alita and handed her a meaningful look.

"If there's a problem, I'll come to you anytime." Mawson pushed open the door and walked to his clinic.

There, the villains who had been beaten half to death by him had long since disappeared, and even the blood stains on the ground seemed to have been cleaned by others.

It's good that way, and it saves a lot of trouble.

After sorting out the contents of the clinic and making sure that Gruishka and the mantis woman's heads were not missing, Mawson set off for the city center again.

Victor's mansion sits atop a tall building on the edge of the Death Ball.

From there, you can not only overlook most of the scene of Scrap Iron Town, but also watch the scene of the Death Ball game from a high vantage point.

Ping Pong!

There was a chaotic sound in the room, and a woman with a pure face and a beautiful figure was rummaging through the room.

"Where's the thing?"

"Damn, where the hell did Victor hide it?"

"As long as I find that thing, I can go back to Salem again, the air here is filthy, I hate Scrap Iron Town, I hate everything here."

After learning of Victor's death, Qilian rushed here as soon as possible.

"What are you looking for?"

A voice came. Qilian, who was concentrating on rummaging through the cabinets, was coldly frightened.

"Who is it? Who's where? ”

Qilian picked up her gun and shouted at the shadows in the darkness.

Mawson walked out of the darkness and saw Mawson, Qilian was so frightened that she almost dropped the gun in her hand to the ground.

She had seen Mawson's hologram before.

Not long ago, Victor was still plotting here, but now that Victor is dead, the object that should have been hunted has appeared here alive, and the result is self-evident.

"What do you want to do?"

Qilian asked a little nervously.

Mo Sen raised his eyebrows, and from Qilian's reaction, he deduced something.

"You know me?"