The explosion in the Lower Ninth District has aroused far less social concern than the explosion itself.

The community did not show up that night, but two fire engines were dispatched to quickly extinguish the fire and then left in a hurry.

The crowd of onlookers blocked the block.

The crowd was full of lively eyes, and some people went to gossip about the cause of the explosion, and all they got was some joking statements.

Ji Yunfan knew that there were 50 families living in this small building, including the elderly and children, a total of 178 people.

Since Ji Yunfan came to this world, although he has rarely had contact with these people, he has never even seen many people.

He knew why these people died, and he also knew that if he didn't fight with Yang Daxia, he was afraid that he would also die in this explosion.

The layer of fear that lingers in my heart is not worried about myself, but more about feeling the sickness of the world.

That kind of sickness makes those fresh lives too late or simply unable to bloom their own flash.

I saw the crowd gather and disperse, disperse and gather.

For one night, the thought in Ji Yunfan's heart was clear after witnessing the sick baptism ritual in the Mechanic God Cult, and it became deeply rooted.

Spanning a hundred years, Ji Yunfan wanted to really do something.

Do something that will change the world.

"I've heard about things here." At 8 o'clock in the morning, Ji Yunfan saw No. 93 in advance.

"Your breakfast!" Number 93 handed over a torn paper bag.

"I'm not that fragile, I don't have to tear off the logo of Roselle Foods."

"Humph!" No. 93 snorted coldly, "That's how it was when I bought it. ”

Ji Yunfan smiled, took the bag and took out the food inside, a piece of bread.

The taste of synthetic starch is quite delicious, and the cream on top is similar to what I have eaten in my previous life.

It's not delicious, but it's much better than a protein bar.

"Thank you!" Ji Yunfan said.

"Hmm!"

"Then let's go, we can't ruin the matter of old K."

Number 93 nodded, then walked over to the motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

Ji Yunfan sat behind him, and skillfully wrapped his arms around No. 93's slender waist.

A faint fragrance drilled into Ji Yunfan's mind, different from the smell of Miss Coco, which he liked, this faint fragrance was difficult to detect, like a cold plum blooming in the snow.

Ji Yunfan's mood was much better.

The motorbike sped down the road and arrived at its destination in a short time.

In Lao K's underground base, Ji Yunfan saw Lao K again.

"0893 told me about last night, and your performance really surprised me."

"I'll think you're praising me." Ji Yunfan poured himself a cup of tea.

This is a rare commodity, many people do not have enough to eat, and the amount of these cash crops is pitifully small.

"There was still a lot of time before the mission began, and we got a sample of the V3's security protocol. From now on, you have plenty of time to crack and practice.

At 4 p.m., Number 93 will come and pick you up, and then you will be in charge of breaking the security protocols, and my men will cover up. ”

"The ultimate goal?" Ji Yunfan asked.

Old K showed an embarrassed expression and said, "I'm sorry, I can't let you know about this for the time being." However, please be assured that this mission will not be too dangerous.

At least, it's not worth mentioning what happened to you last night. ”

Ji Yunfan smashed a sip of tea and said, "Since you say so, then I won't ask."

Yesterday 93rd could help me and I am grateful. ”

Old K smiled and said, "It's a good effort." ”

The two old foxes began to play officially, testing each other's minds.

In the end, neither of them got the answer they wanted, but No. 93 on the side was a little embarrassed.

The room was left to Ji Yunfan, who picked up the virtual sample loaded with the V3 security protocol and used the local mode to decipher it on a virtual computer.

This time, the decipherment was much slower than the previous cracks on the billboards.

Ji Yunfan spent more than an hour researching, and also figured out several ways to crack it.

In the hours that followed, he explored new methods and consolidated them.

In the whole process, Ji Yunfan showed the learning ability of an old programmer to the fullest.

Someone came in to deliver food on the way, Ji Yunfan didn't realize it, and logged out of the virtual computer again, and the time was already half past three in the afternoon.

After moving his muscles and bones, Ji Yunfan checked the guns and magazines, and after confirming that everything was fine, he ate the already cold lunch.

No. 93 appeared on time, and Ji Yunfan followed her out of the basement.

The engine roared, and the motorcycle carried the two men towards the outskirts of the city.

"Where are we going?" Ji Yunfan asked, "This doesn't need to be kept secret!" ”

Number 93 thought for a moment and replied, "Wilderness." ”

"Wilderness?"

"The Heavenly Sin Family camp in the wilderness, where the mission is located."

"It's a bit of a middle two." Ji Yunfan complained.

"The patriarch's name is Chen Tiandrunk, and he may think it doesn't sound good."

No. 93 intimately passed over the three words Chen Tiandrunk.

……

Out of the city, crowded complexes are replaced by scattered small patches of buildings.

Many of the buildings were converted from shipping containers, surrounded by an iron fence with tattered flags with heraldic coats of arms.

In Ji Yunfan's eyes, these pictures are like cottages in film and television dramas in his previous life, like a trend, another cycle unfolds.

At 4:43 p.m., the two finally arrived at the destination of the trip.

In the crowd, Ji Yunfan recognized Chen Tianzui at a glance.

After all, in the whole crowd, he was full of alcohol.

The network between the prosthetic eye and the brain-computer interface has been interrupted, and Ji Yunfan can't judge the prosthetic body on the other party through pop-up ads.

Chen Tianzui was much more enthusiastic than Ji Yunfan imagined, and as soon as he saw Ji Yunfan's new face, he guessed that this young man was the protagonist today.

"Little brother is really a talent, what is the code name?"

For this kind of self-acquaintance, Ji Yunfan has always liked it, and briefly introduced himself at the moment.

"Ji Yunfan? This name has clouds and sailboats, and the one in Shanghai on this day is actually better than my name, you kid, you can! ”

He stretched out his hand and slapped Ji Yunfan's shoulder heavily, his prosthetic body and Ji Yunfan's exoskeleton collided together, making a thumping sound.

"Sister 93, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you look better again."

No. 93 didn't answer, but just asked, "Has the boss arrived?" ”

Chen Tianzui asked the person next to him, and someone replied: "It's already on the way, and at the current speed, they will arrive on time."

"That's good, that's good." As he spoke, he pulled Ji Yunfan and walked towards the camp, "Ji Yunfan, this time the matter depends on you, after the matter is completed, our Heavenly Sin Family will always be your friend!" ”

Ji Yunfan squinted his eyes and asked, "Patriarch, don't worry, I've always prided myself on being safe in doing things." I don't know if there's anything I need to pay special attention to this time. Ji Yunfan paused, and then added: "I also have a discrepancy in information that has ruined you." ”

Chen Tianzui nodded, looked around and said, "I don't know if you know about the Chaoyuan plan?" ”

"Super Dollar Project?"