When the teacher arrived, he briefly inquired about the situation. Scott, who was a guest of the Flaco family, destroyed public property, Faraki was fined full damages, and Scott was punished for one day's duty. Zhang Xiu, as the other party to the contradiction, was punished for one week.

Although this matter has nothing to do with Zhang Xiu at all, it is completely caused by Farachi's active provocation, but Zhang Xiu has no opinion on this "fair" punishment.

He just silently lowered his head and listened to the teacher's criticism and Farachi's justification, and did not say anything.

It's just a day of duty, it doesn't matter.

It's not that Zhang Xiu really doesn't care about being treated unfairly, but in the past sixteen years of his life, he has already understood a truth: the opinions of untouchables are not important.

When he was still in elementary school, Zhang Xiu had a conflict with a classmate in his class.

The classmate said that Zhang Xiu was the son of a pariah, and said that he would never be successful. He also relied on being the first awakened psychic medium in the class, throwing Zhang Xiu to the ground with his mind and taking off his pants in front of the class.

Zhang Xiu stood up and smashed a bench over, and the classmate who smashed it was covered in blood. That classmate had never seen this kind of posture, and in the panic, he couldn't even exert his spiritual energy, and was chased by Zhang Xiu for an entire corridor, and finally pressed against the door of the toilet.

It's very relieving, it's really relieving, but what can it do? When the parents of both sides were called to the school, there was a mother dressed gracefully and luxuriously, and her gestures were elegant and noble. What about your own side? It's my father, who had just returned from the mine and had oily hands.

In the end, the other aristocratic mother expressed her generosity and generosity in line with the dignity of the aristocracy, and declared in a gentle but proud tone that it was just a child playing at home, and it had nothing to do with it. His father apologized again and again, and almost knelt down.

In the end, Zhang Xiu was ordered by his father to go to the hospital to serve the classmate tea and water well, for fear that others would ask for medical expenses.

The so-called arrogance, or self-esteem, is simply worthless in the face of life.

。。。。。。

After the duty work is completed, there are basically few people on campus, and there are many fewer vehicles coming and going at the school gate.

Just as Zhang Xiu was about to go home, Xiao Zuo suddenly said in his mind:

"Sensing the positron AI activation band of three synthesizers."

Synths! This is the most evil of machines, positron brain robots with emotions. How can there be synths in the territory of the Human Federation Empire, where all artificial intelligence is banned?

Could it be a spy sent by the Earth Council?

Looking at the direction of Xiao Zuo's reflection in his brain, there was a Zege beverage shop. Zeg is a drink that incorporates zeg gas into light alcoholic beverages, and it is said that drinking it will increase the depth of meditation and facilitate the contact between the spirit medium and the divine body.

Zege gas is very expensive, Zhang Xiu once saved half a year, and then used a full two months of living expenses to try to consume it, hoping to use it as a medium to open up the connection with the divine body, but unfortunately it turned out that Zege gas was useless to him in the end.

"Synths in Zeg's Beverage Shop?" Zhang Xiu was puzzled, not only was this expensive consumption useless for synthesizers, but he had heard that Zeg gas, which has a strong permeability ability, would also be harmful to the positron brain.

"Go and have a look." Xiao Zuo proposed.

Zhang Xiu was surprised, Xiao Zuo had never made a similar proposal: "What's wrong?" Is there anything you care about? ”

"Due to the corruption of the database, I lost the target established program. The positron bands of the three synths were found to be 11.32% likely related to my source after my chaotic calculations. Xiao Zuo said.

"In the words commonly used by humans, I felt quite familiar in the bands emitted by those synths." Xiao Zuo paused and added.

"So those synths are likely to have something to do with you and the cyber civilization of 600,000 years ago?" Zhang Xiu asked.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiu prepared to go over and take a look. After all, now Xiao Zuo is his left hand, Xiao Zuo's business is also his business, and it is also Zhang Xiu's task to help Xiao Zuo find the database it lost.

After walking into the Zege drink shop, Zhang Xiu found a seat and sat down. The cheapest drinks here are also as high as more than 2,000 credits, which is more expensive than Zhang Xiu's living expenses for two months, of course he can't really order, so Zhang Xiu pretended to be waiting for someone to come and order together, sitting in his seat and looking out the window idlely.

The three synthetics mentioned by Xiao Zuo were sitting in front of Zhang Xiu's seat, and Zhang Xiu secretly glanced at it, and there was no difference in appearance from humans.

At this moment, a crisp and loud voice came from the door of the drink shop: "Hey, Xu'er, don't you know what happened in our class today, that Faraki actually connived at his own people to commit murder in the classroom, and almost killed people, and I was reprimanded by the teacher." ”

Following the voice came two girls, one was a silver-haired girl wearing a short skirt and over-the-knee socks in Zhang Xiu's school uniform, and the other was wearing a sleeveless white shirt and canvas skirt, and her long black hair was tied in two bundles and hung down on her shoulders, very quiet.

These two girls are Ye Zina and her best friend Zhou Su.

Ye Zina and the two walked past Zhang Xiu's seat while chatting, and did not notice Zhang Xiu who deliberately lowered his head. But when they walked to the seat in front of Zhang Xiu, the three synths suddenly moved.

When Zhang Xian was trying to make himself appear more inconspicuous to avoid Ye Zina's attention, a great alarm suddenly sounded in his heart, just like when he was punched by Scott before.

Before Zhang Xiu's brain could react, his body had already taken the first step, and he sat on the ground with his ass.

At that moment, one of the synths' arms suddenly morphed into two turntable pulse machine guns, and fired at the entire Zeg Beverage Store.

The 30,000 rounds per minute of fire from the Rotary Pulse Machine Gun rained down on .50 caliber steel-resistant bullets in a frenzy, and in less than two seconds, the entire Zeg Drink Store was shattered with shattered concrete, glass, blood, and shattered human parts, as well as faint wails of undead people writhing in pain on the ground.

The two Turn-Tube Pulse Machine Guns stopped, their burning red barrels still turning, and it was these two terrible weapons that had turned the luxurious and elegant aristocratic resting place into a bloody Shura hell.

The only two humans still standing were Ye Zina and Zhou Su, not because they used their powerful psionic powers to block the bullets, but because the synth who fired deliberately avoided them.

The two girls had never seen such a bloody scene before, and they froze in place, their eyes shrunk to the tip of a needle, and they seemed to forget even the screams.

The other two synths quickly stepped forward, one of them hijacked the two girls from behind, then walked to the elevator door, tore open the elevator door, and climbed up the elevator shaft in turn.