After talking to Joanna on the phone with his watch, he had been able to buy an extra two hours of library time, and now half of the time had passed, and Jonny was still as thick as he had been when he arrived, shrouded in a thick fog before the truth he had discovered.

"Have you never signed up for reading privileges?" A girl's voice rang out from behind, and Jonny turned to find the good-looking girl standing behind him. Her big eyes with data glasses stared at his face without blinking. Jonny remembered those eyes as his classmates, who sat by the window in the second row, speaking actively in class, but usually silent.

"I'm Luna. Sorkins, in the same class as you, your name is Jonny. Kent, right? The girl looked at the panel in front of him that he had messed up and said to him with interest.

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"From here, enter the registration window of the information management center, skip the legal statement, agree to all the points, submit the fingerprints to the Information Management Bureau of the Security Committee for verification, and then take the next step, and pay the registration fee." Luna helped Jonny expertly navigate the panel.

"One kronor or fifty student credits, and the whole registration is complete." She clicked on a bouncing pay sign.

"But I don't have any money...... "Jonny couldn't help but be embarrassed.

"And what is this?" Luna looked at the balance of the deposit in the personal credit column after Jonny entered his fingerprint. "Five kilograms, you're really not ordinarily rich, Joni-san." She squinted behind her data glasses.

Jonny didn't expect to have a lot of money in his account, Joanna must have saved all the family expenses in her son's account, God knows why she did it, maybe to avoid taxes or something, maybe because of security, anyway, the former Jonny would never spend any money himself, he could bet with anyone,

"How do I pay?" He stared at the screen for a moment, dazed.

"Have you paid before?" Luna looked at him with her eyes and crooked the corners of her mouth playfully.

"Never." He answered honestly.

"Turn on the speaker switch and say yes to the panel to pay."

"Agree to pay...... Agree to pay. Jonny said it twice at once, but the panel didn't respond, which made him frown.

Then Luna reached out in disbelief and helped him flip the speaker switch in the bottom left corner of the screen.

"Agree to pay." Jonny had to repeat aloud again in embarrassment.

This time, the panel clanged and the interface for successful registration appeared.

"Thank you for your help, Luna, thank you very much." Jonny said heartily.

"You're such a weirdo, Jonny, you know? You're like a newborn baby, but what were you doing before? The girl asked.

Jonny couldn't answer, so he could only keep his head down and be silent.

"See you in class, then, mystery man." Luna. With a wave of his hand, Sorkins walked away from him with a blank face, and went to another reading table far away to open the holographic terminal.

Jonny shook his head helplessly, continuing to clumsily operate the holographic screen, starting his first step in understanding the world.

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After several consecutive library hours, Jonny finally got a sense of the birth, development, conflict, and taboos of this world, and after logging in with his second-level civilian privileges, most of the reading assistants provided him were some frieze news and sports event recommendations from the entertainment industry and variety shows, while almost all of the works on human history, humanities, and politics were in the restricted category.

In the authoritative encyclopedia search, there is a vague black box about the war hundreds of years ago, and the only part that can be read is mostly pieced together to whitewash the peace, singing the praises of the federal government at that time.

Jonny eventually gave up his attempts to obtain official information about the Cyber War, which was not only meathetic, but also mostly required scholar access. However, once he became familiar with the operation interface, these electronic data, which carried hundreds of millions of materials, writings, and various records, gradually formed an endless ocean of information in front of Jonny.

Among them are ancient, time-honored texts; There are also commentaries on history by today's people, and of course, the large footprints left by countless citizens of the Union, who have died or are still alive, since the opening of information channels hundreds of years ago. The exaggerated praise and biting criticism in them are as freewheeling as the world that Jonny once knew.

Much of it was useless to Jonny, but it wasn't long before he was able to pinpoint some clues hidden within, revealing only the sharp horns. Like a paranoid and patient archaeologist, he found several relevant accounts that interested him in a fragmented and incomprehensible body of information.

Psychiatrist Ronald Murray, a psychiatrist at Montmarie Hospital in the city-state of Samael. Johnson, in his neurological writings, writes: "...... To sum up, we condemn the sick people who sympathize with the mechanical soldiers and try to help them against humanity as 'traitors' and 'cyber lackeys'. The majority of the felons I have dealt with are mechanical engineers and participants in the Chilian Renovation Project, who spend more time with mechanical monsters than the average person and are more affected. They can't take it into account that the source of the evil that flows from these alloy shells is still protecting rather than controlling humanity, and most of them naively believe that the reason why the cybers are hiding the secrets of the starship is that they don't want humanity to discover the truth about their own destruction......

Mecha Soldier, Chilian Transformation Project...... Then the war took place after the colonization of Chilian...... Jonny deduced silently in his heart.

Starship ...... And the secrets therein? What's the secret? Could they be the cause of the scourge of war? And what was the relationship between cyber and humans?

With these questions in mind, he constantly changed the field structure of fuzzy queries in search of answers in search of answers, and soon found the city history of the famous city-state of Azazle in Proviston, where an academician named Montuas wrote down the definition of the war.

The Honored Academician of the Federal Academy of Sciences hundreds of years ago wrote: "This devastating victory was a brave step taken by the 'master' who could not be deceived in driving out the 'servant' who was in a hurry, and breaking the whole old pattern." Roger. General Clark accomplished this almost impossible task at a fraction of the cost, and while the machines betrayed their oath and began slaughtering humanity, they delivered a brilliant blow to the insidious and cunning leader of the enemy. To this end, the city-state of Azazel will erect a statue of General Clark in the prosperous area of the city to record the glorious exploits of the cybers who were driven out of Azazel as a whole. ”