Chapter 613: The Rebirth of Singularity City

A metro station near the old settlement.

Two rickety mutants stood at the entrance of the subway station surrounded by five young mutant warriors, holding white flags in their hands, looking at the armored vehicles and machine guns not far away, their faces full of uneasy panic.

The two old men were priests of the Qi tribe, one of them was Gomore, and the other was named Henk, a representative of the Ancestor Sect.

Unlike the secular faction, the Ancestors were the first mutants of Singularity City, and their views were undoubtedly extremely radical compared to Singularity City a century and a half ago, but they were undoubtedly conservative to the point of turning back history compared to the current Odd tribes.

Rather than hunting humans as prey, they tend to keep the parts of the pasture as animals, and the rest of the free men as slaves.

Anyway, most of the farmers in this land do the same, and there are very few villages in Hope Town that are more than half of the free people.

They are even against cannibalism, after all, there are more nutritious and nutritious foods, and they promise those who don't want to become mutants that they won't at least make them into pies...... Although this promise is meaningless, after all, the moment they triumph, the inhabitants who do not want to become mutants have effectively lost all power.

In the absence of external interference, the conservative wing of any society will eventually gradually age, and the Qi tribe is certainly no exception.

Although the Ancestral Sect has a series of "advanced technologies", including midwifery, it still cannot change the fact that there are more and more new generations in the tribe, and that the secular faction "more focused on the rights and interests of mutants" has entered the center of power.

Now, however, all the warriors of the Odd tribe who were named after Garn had been killed, and the rest were old, sick, and young men who had just learned to snore.

As a result, the "Patriarchal School," which advocated harmony with mankind, regained its power.

Although in a sarcastic way.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It's useless, they won't let us go. Looking at Henk, who was still looking forward to peace talks, Gommer sighed.

There is still some chance to survive escaping from the city while the fog has not yet lifted, but it would be naΓ―ve to think that the humans will let them go.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he was glared back fiercely by the former.

"Shut up! If it weren't for that brave idiot of Garn and you lunatics who led us into the ditch, how would we be in the field we are now! ”

Gomore closed his mouth as he wished, and closed his cloudy pupils, for there was no point in saying anything at this point.

Maybe it's because time has passed so long, that guy has forgotten how they forced the rest of the people to make a choice in the first place-

Either voluntarily become a mutant or become a farm animal.

Once they set foot on this road, they can only go one way to the dark, at least they have absolutely no chance of turning back.

It seems that the alliance has already made a decision.

An officer of no lower rank walked to the front line and said a few words to the officer in the exoskeleton.

The exoskeleton-clad officer nodded, watched the officer walk away, then pulled out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter.

Seeing that scene, a trace of panic appeared in Henk's eyes.

What exactly is the decision to smoke a cigarette first?

He hurriedly stepped forward half a step forward, and shouted as he looked at the rifles that had been raised in warning.

"Wait, wait! You may not know it, but we were human before! We've all worked towards the same goal! It's just that we're here...... Something went wrong, but it's not all our responsibility, for the sake of us all serving the Post-War Reconstruction Commission, at least it will take our lives, please, we're willing to accept all your arrangements-"

He had lost almost all of his dignity in order to survive, and the mutant lads who followed him gasped softly, struggles and hatred written all over their faces.

However, the officer in the exoskeleton did not care, but calmly finished his cigarette, threw it on the ground and trampled on the ground while waving his hand impatiently.

"Fire."

He'd given them a cigarette time to pick up their weapons and continue the fight, and if they didn't pick them up, they would die.

Negotiation?

What is there to talk about with brutes.

The muzzle of the Chimera's armored car erupted with tongues of fire, and a thick trail of light instantly pierced Gomore, whose eyes were closed.

The old fellow turned into a puddle of minced meat on the spot and fell to the ground without saying a word, followed by Henk, who was kneeling on the ground, and the group of unconvinced fellows behind him.

The battle at the entrance to the metro station ended quickly.

Finally, when the CG animation was finished, the players who were already gearing up and couldn't wait rushed into the subway station one after another and began the final cleanup work.

The VM's task panel clearly reads-

None of the remnants of the Qi tribe remained.

And they had intended to do so, especially after seeing the exploits of the brutes......

"Who has worked hard for the same goal as you?"

After kicking the bloody corpse, the player who approached it spat on it with a cold look in his eyes, and continued to walk forward with his rifle in his arms......

……

Just as the corps were advancing from the entrances of each subway station towards the underground transportation network of Geumhe City, the 1,000-man team under the 1st Corps of the Alliance had arrived in the eastern suburbs of Geumha.

In order to accommodate the survivors rescued from the Odd Tribe, as well as to house those who had been liberated from church rule, the Coalition needed to expand the Pinecone Farm, and renamed the expanded Pinecone Farm Singularity.

There is a ready-made telepathic interference device available there, which will help to help the poor people in captivity integrate into human society as soon as possible.

According to the agreement reached between Chu Guang and Frost, it will be responsible for the management of Singularity City, and the alliance will only be responsible for defense and safety.

Until the local survivors completely quit Naguo and become individuals with full behavioral capacity, Chu Guang does not plan to merge Singularity City into the Alliance as the sixth settlement of the Alliance for the time being, and the cooperation model between the two sides will refer to the current cooperation model between the countries of Luoxia Province and the Alliance.

Although both the enterprise and the academy were desperate for him to take over this mess immediately and completely, Chu Guang certainly couldn't agree to them.

He didn't know what the academy was thinking, those people liked to play back room politics, and it was hard to figure out what they were thinking, but the council's thoughts were very clear.

Once the Coalition has taken over the colony completely, everything that happens here will be an internal affair of the Coalition, and the Council will be able to wipe out the responsibilities of more than a hundred years ago, and even the frost will be turned into a job for him, and they will have room to retreat when the time comes to poke out any baskets.

At least until the council wipes its own ass clean, it is impossible for Chu Guang to take the fruits of the labor of the citizens of the alliance to pay for their past mistakes.

Only by uniting one's own people can one unite others, and any alliance that sacrifices the interests of one's own people in exchange will always be short-lived.

After all, both the recipient and the donor know in their hearts that this good for no reason will not last long.

And what is destined to not last long has no maintenance value.

The north entrance of the Pinecone Farm.

Not long after the sign of Singularity City was erected, a group of people with black pressure appeared in the north, and the long line looked like a long snake.

Some were carrying a bulging backpack, while others were driving several two-headed ox carts, and they had come from the direction of Hope Town, as if they were fleeing.

The centurion on duty here was named Zheng Liushu, and when he saw the group of displaced people, he immediately led people to meet them.

Before he could ask, Mayor Ma Hechang, who took the lead, took the initiative to confess his identity, and then grabbed his arm, crying with a handful of snot and tears, about how the Torch Church united those mutants to persecute them.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The land of Hope Town is no longer able to grow food, and I heard that you are willing to take in the people who are oppressed by the torch, so you can take us in too! ”

Ma Hechang didn't tell the whole truth, and the reason he fled here with the townspeople was certainly not because the land contaminated by Naguo could not grow food.

Although this is indeed true.

In fact, only Master Kong's farm and a few yeoman farmers actually farmed in Hope Town, and his choice was largely a kind of speculation.

The fog outside had lifted, and the morning artillery had stopped.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the Alliance has emerged victorious from the conflict with the Torch Church and has become the new owner of the land.

Unlike the Torch Church, which allowed the plantations to be laissez-faire, the Coalition intends to rebuild Singularity City, focusing on restoring the soil that has been corroded by Nago.

Hope Town is still a little far away from Singularity City, and when the alliance comes to alleviate poverty, I don't know if the year of the monkey will be met, and what if he is tried as an accomplice?

Now is undoubtedly the best choice.

But to be honest, Ma Hechang has no choice, he himself is a fruit addict. If the Alliance does not allow them to grow Naguo on this land in the future, even if he can endure it, the other residents may not be able to quit.

Since Hope Town is already a mess, it would be best for yourself and the villagers to sell it for a good price with the new lord of this land before it rots.

Of course, it was not easy to convince the townspeople to leave their homes, and it took him a lot of effort to complete their ideological work.

Zheng Liushu listened to his bitter water for a while, and finally waved his hand to let them go.

Although the original intention of this settlement was not for them, the orders of the administrator were there-

Anyone who feels they need to be contained is a target, and anyone who leaves the place on their own initiative is no longer contained.

Maybe when they're fed up with life here, they'll leave on their own.

"You've figured it out before you go inside, this colony is actually an AI-managed containment facility, and its function is to help rescued survivors gain the ability to support themselves, as well as to help those who can't quit Nago on their own...... It's best if you can get rid of that stuff on your own, you don't have to be here. ”

Looking at the survivors walking towards the gate, Zheng Liushu reminded him out of duty.

Hearing this, many people hesitated, and after a while, the crowd hesitantly raised a hand.

"Do you care about the food here?"

Zheng Liushu nodded.

"Tube, but you have to work every day."

Immediately there were people again.

"Do you want money?"

Zheng Liushu shook his head.

"No, you don't."

When the survivors heard that there was such a good thing, they all smiled with relief and walked towards their new home in the future.

On the contrary, Mayor Ma, who had pleaded for a long time with a handful of snot and tears, was still lying here and did not leave, holding a round package wrapped in linen cloth in his hand, with a flattering smile.

To be honest, Zheng Liushu doesn't like this guy.

He didn't know much about Hope when he first arrived, but he had heard that most of the settlements here had worked with the Torch Church.

But he couldn't make it difficult for a poor man who had fled, so he said in a businesslike tone.

"Anything else?"

Ma Hechang nodded hurriedly and said with a smile.

"Yes, my lord, I have something to offer you!"

When Zheng Liushu heard this, he immediately became serious, and thought that this guy wanted to bribe him, so he immediately took a step back.

"I don't want your stuff, put it away!"

"No, no, no, this must be given to you." Ma Hechang reluctantly stepped forward and untied the package in his arms.

The moment he saw the contents of the package, Zheng Liushu subconsciously held his breath, and the same did the soldiers next to him.

I saw that the sackcloth was wrapped in a bloody head.

With a slight frown, he looked at Ma Hechang and asked in a serious tone.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What do you mean? ”

Seeing that the adult didn't see it, Ma Hechang hurriedly wiped the blood from the head with his sleeve and explained.

"My lord, this, this is a mutant child."

Zheng Liushu was stunned, and his brows tightened.

"How can you have mutant children?"

Ma Hechang continued tremblingly.

"It's, it's not like other mutants, it's hybrid...... Occasionally, there will be mutant cub heirs with a little more blood, like mules born of horses and donkeys. We used to allow it to trade with us, but now it's different, and we've completely distanced ourselves from them. ”

The main point he wanted to make was really the last sentence.

But it seemed that the head was too impactful, and he seemed to be pushing a little too hard......

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Well, we got it. ”

Zheng Liushu glanced at the bloody head, and finally didn't say anything, twisting his chin towards the soldiers on the side.

"Bury it."

He has no power to evaluate the hatred between the locals and the Qi tribe, but they do have the qualifications to do it.

Not to mention the mutants, he has no interest in distinguishing between a half-breed and a non-half-breed.

This stinks.

I guess I've been dead for a few days.

The soldier nodded, and stepped forward to take the head.

Seeing this, Ma Hechang was stunned and hurriedly said.

"Your Excellency...... Don't you hang it up? ”

Zheng Liushu replied impatiently.

"We usually only hang the mastermind and hang it for public display, and after the body stinks, it is taken down and burned, is there any point in hanging it?"

Ma Hechang nodded, thinking that it made sense, but he was still a little uneasy, and couldn't help but admonish the officer in front of him.

"Don't be merciful enough to let those people go, they have done us so badly."

"Rest assured, our managers have their own arrangements."

"You can make a shelf, hang them up, drill a little hole in the top of your head, stick the cotton core in and light it, and burn it slowly for a few more days."

"We will advise the management."

"It would be nice to hang that shelf here...... Of course, I'm just suggesting. Sensing that the officer was a little impatient, Ma Hechang was embarrassed to ask if he needed help here, so he quickly shut up and left.

Seeing the guy go away, the soldier on duty next to him couldn't help but snort.

"Why is this guy so problematic, let's just build him a theater and set up two chairs, and invite him to sit on it and have a good time."

His name is Yang Gaoshan, and he is also a homeless person who survived the Bone Chewing Rebellion.

However, unlike Lao Zheng, who was already a centurion, he had been making bullets on the assembly line of a military factory before, and he joined the First Corps a few months ago.

"Maybe his loved ones died in this disaster?" The slightly taller soldier next to him said casually.

His name is Wu Pangfei, his original home is near the Fallen Leaf Ridge, and he was later captured by the legion, and he joined the army after being rescued by the alliance.

Yang Gaoshan looked at him incomprehensibly.

"But what did he do himself? Waiting there? When it's all over, begging us to take it in? And then point fingers at us? I'm not saying he's pitiful enough, I'm just trying to ask him what qualifications he has to make a claim? Did he fight with us, or did he provide us with food or ammunition? Or is he a citizen of the Union? ”

He was in favor of helping these poor people out of moral interest, but he hated the way the guy took it for granted.

This is not a conflict.

Zheng Liushu glanced at the two subordinates and said casually.

"Everyone is like this, you are good to him, he wants you to be better, but if you do not meet the standard of the saint in his mind in the slightest, he thinks that your previous kindness is a prostitute's archway. Don't worry, we didn't come here because we were helpful, although we ended up helping some poor people. ”

Whether it's for the end of the wasteland or for the safety of the Alliance, it's far from helpful.

Yang Gaoshan was still a little angry.

"Poor man...... I really don't feel sorry for them at all, and I don't think they are innocent, it seems that they don't have a choice, but what thing has not been chosen by themselves since a hundred and fifty years ago? If it were me, I would let them fend for themselves, and we still have mountains of problems in our own homes waiting to be solved! ”

Zheng Liushu sighed.

"You're too extreme, and if our managers do, their trouble will become our trouble sooner or later."

Yang Gaoshan immediately said.

"I didn't say that the manager did a bad job, I will always be loyal to his decisions, I just feel that these people are not worth saving."

"There are guerrillas fighting alongside us in Xizhou City, there are rebels in the desert who will not surrender, and the workers of Boulder City have stepped forward, but what about them? They regularly supply slaves to mutants! Beg us to give them back the little princess! As if it were all our fault! ”

"The only tower that is still resisting is from the neighboring province to the south! How is the mayor so embarrassed to make demands on behalf of his townspeople? ”

Zheng Liushu didn't speak, to be honest, he didn't like that Mayor Ma in his heart, and the veteran on the side coughed lightly and said.

"So we just do what we have to do, and the managers don't ask us to get used to them, they don't take them back to raise, they let them rebuild their homes here. Okay, that's all for that...... It's just that I'm still a little skeptical about androids, is that thing really that reliable? ”

He was a mercenary in Boulder City in his early years, initially fighting for the Alliance because the Alliance gave him bargaining chips, and actually joining the Alliance and transferring to the regular army because of a funeral.

He had lived in Boulder for a long time, and was more worried about the potential risks of android technology than the survivors of Dawn.

Ibs is a android, and that guy was a scourge when he was an accomplice to the nobles.

The Dragon's Blood Potion is that guy's creation.

In order to have more awakened people and greater economic benefits, he did not hesitate to tap the awakening potential of users at the cost of the disability rate of users. And until the bankruptcy of the Bank of Boulder City and the chips it issued, many people were saddled with huge loans and struggled to survive in a terrible environment.

Zheng Liushu thought for a while and said.

"That guy isn't reliable, but it's just right for them."

The veteran wondered.

"Just right?"

"Hmm."

Thinking back to what he had heard at the work meeting before leaving, Zheng Liushu continued.

"Kangmao Group's special bionic people provide them with a step-by-step life, they will get up at 6 a.m. every morning, start work at 7 a.m., take a one-hour lunch break at 12 p.m. and continue to work until 5 p.m., have two hours of reading classes after work, and go to bed at 10 p.m. They will do a fixed thing at a fixed time, and there will be a corresponding penalty if they violate it. ”

Although the punishment is not severe, it is just a small black house.

Yang Gaoshan counted his fingers and said in a daze.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ How do I feel like this worksheet sounds pretty good? ”

Wu Pangfei was also stunned.

"And what about them grinding foreign workers? Are our workers feeding them for nothing? ”

"Raised for nothing? How is it possible, we are not wishing machines," Zheng Liushu said with a smile, "We will build a railway here, we will supply them with the materials needed for production, and help them clean up those green things, but they also have to grow some cash crops for us, or what do you think I am talking about?" ”

Yang Gaoshan couldn't help but ask.

"But what if they're lazy?"

Zheng Liushu said with a faint smile.

"Don't think androids can't see this little cleverness, that guy is actually very smart."

Although they don't need to be involved in the management work, his superiors mentioned it in the previous work meeting about Singularity City.

In order to ensure the enthusiasm of production, the AI called Hanshuang has delineated three levels of living standards, the lowest level is basic livelihood, and it is aimed at players who continue to fail to meet the KPI assessment. The middle level is nutritional, while the highest level is abundance.

If there is a surplus in Singularity City's trade with the Alliance, Frost will deduct the portion used to improve productivity, and purchase a portion of the consumer goods to improve the lives of the mid-range and highest-end residents to encourage production.

Yang Gaoshan thought for a while, but still couldn't help but say.

"How do I feel like it still sounds a little too good......"

Zheng Liushu shrugged.

"Let's see in a while, it's too early to say that."

This guy just thinks the problem simple at first glance.

The survivors in this settlement are not ordinary people, but Naguo addicts who will enter a "fugue" state from time to time.

Among them are 10,000 "primitives" who have just been rescued from their cages.

In order to prevent everyone from entering into a withdrawal reaction and completely stagnate production, Singularity City will remove the restrictions on the use of psychic interference devices to a certain extent, and grow a small amount of Naguo to supply some addicts in a decreasing manner, until the Alliance's biological research institute finds a medical cure.

Due to a number of special circumstances, Union law does not fully apply here, and they do not acquire Union citizenship.

Wu Pangfei: "Is there no specific deadline?" ”

Zheng Liushu thought for a while and said.

"I don't know, at least until the troubles in Haiya Province are resolved, I guess we'll all need such a buffer...... However, the administrator said that if anyone wants to get out of here, register their biometric information and let him go, but don't come back after they get out. ”

Essentially, Singularity City is a large, AI-managed containment facility that prevents the influx of Nago-infected people from disrupting the existing order of the Alliance, while reducing the resource requirements of local survivors to an acceptable minimum.

The restriction of entering only once is necessary, lest someone use this place as a nursing home and come to eat for a few days if they are unhappy.

But to be honest, even if he believed in the manager's decision, and believed that such an arrangement would be the best choice for those huge babies, he actually had a slight doubt in his heart.

Having lived in Dawn, he really didn't know what Ebs was, but Frost did......

……

The former site of the town of Hope.

The whole street was empty, there was not a single human population in sight, and there was no sign of living creatures at all.

However, judging from the situation on the streets, the people here did not walk in a hurry, and carefully searched everything they could take before leaving.

Apparently they had no intention of coming back here.

The town has been completely abandoned.

However, at this moment, there were two uninvited guests standing at the gate of the town.

"Is this village deserted?"

"It should be."

"It's a pity, there are so many cultivated fields." Seeing that the place where he fought before was deserted, Xinghe's sleepless face was somewhat embarrassed.

Luo Yu standing next to him was the same, but he could understand the choices of the people here.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, until it's treated, this field can't grow normal crops...... Everything that grows will be eroded by the mycelium of Nago. ”

Xinghe looked at him puzzled.

"Hasn't the brood been destroyed?"

Luo Yu nodded.

"That's right, but those mycelium don't disappear out of thin air, they just degenerate from the third stage to the second stage."

Xinghe sighed.

"When you trample on a cockroach, are your eggs scattered everywhere?"

Luo Yu said.

"But on the bright side, at least it won't grow any further, and if enough camu trees are planted and the land is burned with synthetic oil, the remaining ash may still be used as fertilizer...... Like those lands that have been rolled over by flame weeders. ”

"Yes......" Xinghe nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly looked at him curiously and continued, "Brother, what are you looking for here?" ”

I happened to meet him on the airship, and he followed him without asking.

Luo Yu scratched his head.

"One man...... Well, in fact, it can't be counted as a person. ”

Xinghe was stunned.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What's that? ”

I don't know where to start, Luo Yu thought for a moment and sighed and said simply.

"When I first came here, I thought of that brother as a mutant, but when I think about it, he's actually a poor man who has been scourged...... I want to at least apologize to it or something. ”

Maybe there are any side quests?

Like the treasure of mutants or something.

If you can, it's good to take in and be a sidekick.

He doesn't really like teaming up with other players, preferring to explore the wasteland alone. If it weren't for Xinghe's insistence on thanking him for his help before, he would have planned to come quietly alone.

didn't know that this guy was disgusted with himself and got in the way, and Xinghe was still racking his brains to help him come up with ideas.

"Do you remember its name?"

Luo Yu: "I didn't ask at the time. ”

Xinghe sighed.

"That's no problem, the town of hope is gone, it's hard to find an NPC to ask, mourning...... Why don't you go to the forum and ask? ”

Luo Yu thought for a while, shook his head and said.

"Forget it, don't bother him with this kind of personal matter."

Maybe it was just a small episode in the way of the 100,000 silver mission, or maybe he missed a branch that might be rewarding.

RPGs that can't be archived are just that.

To miss is to miss.

Anyway, he was quite satisfied with the adventure, and miraculously survived in the end.

Although he almost died.

Although there are no additional medals for clearing the level in one life, he still has a sense of accomplishment.

After all, death is the norm in this land, and it is unusual to live.

"Give me some time."

Looking at Luo Yu, who pulled out his dagger and walked towards the gate of the town, Xinghe was stunned and asked.

"What are you doing? Convenient? ”

"Tsk, don't worry about it, you wait for me here."

Walking alone to the gate of the town and stopped, Luo Yu thought for a moment and carved a line of words in a conspicuous place with a dagger.

Because it's reserved for NPCs.

He used the language of Renlian.

"You must have alerted the people here that day, right? Thanks to my friends, even if we catch up, I'm afraid few people will survive. ”

"My name is Luo Yu, if you see this line, can you leave your name next to it? I'll take a look next time I pass by here. ”

As soon as he carved this line, Luo Yu suddenly regretted it again.

He dared to say that if this was seen by other players, the next time he came back, it would be a transliteration of some strange person's name.

For example, Xiaochuan-kun visited here or something.

Crossed out that line with a wry smile, Luo Yu thought about it and wrote later.

"When I didn't say it, I'll see you again in the future, I'll still ask in person."

Putting away the engraved dagger, Luo Yu nodded with satisfaction, which can be regarded as an end to this adventure.

When this year's wave is over, he plans to go to the tavern again to take on a new mission, to see it in a more distant place.

Picking up the rifle leaning aside, he stepped on the rut marks left by the wheels at the intersection in front of the door, and joined the galaxy that was waiting not far away.

(End of chapter)