Uncle Min heard Wu Mian's question, and while helping him reset his spine, he responded without thinking: "What kind of problem are you, haven't natural people always been fighting against synths, under their blows, synths have no room to live, otherwise we wouldn't be characterized as thugs." ”

"You misunderstood me, I'm not talking about ideological confrontation with race, but physical confrontation."

Wu Mian sorted out the language: "After the synthetics are equipped with weapon mods, their abilities in all aspects will be strengthened, so is it possible for ordinary people to defeat synths without transformation?" ”

"You should be referring to the kind of physical competition that does not use guns and weapons, and is one-on-one."

Uncle Min quickly understood Wu Mian's intentions: "This possibility still exists, after all, the human body itself can be regarded as a weapon, and there are strong individual differences, if it is a talented boxer, there is still hope to win against a synthesizer equipped with a body enhancement module below the third level." ”

Wu Mian knew very well that this was not the case, and his ability to withstand blows was obviously beyond the scope of a boxer, so he asked unwillingly: "If the module exceeds the third level, the natural person can't deal with it?" ”

"Not necessarily, as far as I know, the military and police will have some wearable equipment that enhances individual abilities, which can enhance the abilities of natural people, but it is definitely not as convenient as synthetic people, and it cannot provide the strength of prosthetic weapons."

Uncle Min thought for a moment: "It is said that in the past, there were many mutants with supernatural abilities and known as demon seeds roaming this land, but they were actually a kind of diseased body that had been purified. In this day and age, without wearing equipment, I am afraid that only warlocks and witches can fight against synths, but their group is beyond the scope of natural people to be precise. ”

It was the first time Wu Mian had heard this kind of thing, and a touch of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "Uncle Min, I'm talking about reality, not this kind of legend of strange power." ”

"I'm talking about reality, but the kind of warlock I'm talking about is not the kind of Taoist priest you see in the movies."

Uncle Min's injured movements did not stop, and he explained in a low voice: "Today's warlocks are not the same as the Taoist priests of the past, or the cultivation of Taoism is itself a scientific research system, their cultivation is divided into kung fu and Taoism, kung fu is very easy to understand, and it is itself to strengthen the body, as for the so-called Taoism, I think it is more appropriate to describe it as a formation." ”

Wu Mian tilted his head slightly: "Formation? ”

"We can combine various electronic components into mobile phones and bracelets, so that it can play a certain ability that these originals do not have, and its principle is similar to the Taoist formation, if you look at it from the perspective of Taoism, the circuit diagram is a certain formation driven by electricity, but their formation is driven by other material micro-energy."

Uncle Min answered Wu Mian's question in simple words: "Whether it is a warlock or a witch, you can see them as scholars who study scientific systems outside the mainstream, so it is more easy to understand." ”

Wu Mian asked, "Have you ever seen this kind of person?" ”

"Back then, when synths were not characterized as thugs, I received a request for help, a synth captain of the military strayed into the opponent's formation when he was arresting a criminal, and was seriously injured by the explosion, and the captain was a fully synthetic person equipped with a level 5 weapon module, and later the warlock was arrested, and it was confirmed that he was just an ordinary person."

Uncle Min completed the spinal reduction and helped Wu Mian stitch up the wound: "At that time, I was very curious about how ordinary people could do this, so I participated in the interrogation, and the other party said that he was a warlock, he would use some special materials to make explosives, and arrange the formation in advance, this formation can exert great power, and the subsequent interrogation was taken over by the military, so I couldn't continue to participate." ”

Wu Mian felt his legs regain sensation and sat up from the bed: "So, the formation is real?" ”

"You can think of it as a minefield fueled by supernatural substances, precisely calculated, although the profession of warlocks and witches is real, but nowadays the number of people is becoming more and more scarce, although they sound mysterious, but they are not worth mentioning in the face of technology, if years of penance are not as real as a rifle, who will spend so much energy?"

Uncle Min patted Wu Mian on the back: "Now there are cracks in the fourth and fifth sections of your thoracic vertebra and the second section of your lumbar vertebrae. You only have one set of ceramic spine, there is no spare parts, once it shatters, it means that you will be completely paralyzed, if you continue to toss like this, I will have to prepare a wheelchair for you in advance. ”

"I'll take notice." Wu Mian moved his shoulders: "Where is Nanci?" ”

Uncle Min pointed to the depths of the tunnel: "At the end, she is cooperating with Jonny to dissect the corpse." ”

Wu Mian came to his senses: "Is it the corpse of that assassin?" ”

"It's my own people." Uncle Min sighed: "The materials of the worker bee organization are too scarce, and we have to recycle all the intelligent machines that can be used." This kind of recovery is a painful task, you have to cut open the corpses of your companions who were talking to you alive a few hours ago, remove their internal organs, and make them a blur of flesh and blood for the last time you remember. Nanci is in a very irritable mood every time she arrives, and if there is no urgency, I suggest you don't bother her. ”

"Thank you."

After listening to Uncle Min's explanation, Wu Mian hesitated for a moment, but still walked over there.

The survivors of the worker bee base were all sitting in the corridor in twos and threes, everyone's face was full of sadness, and only a few children who were ignorant of the world were playing and playing, but they quickly quieted down because of the adult's scolding.

As soon as Wu Mian approached the curtain at the end of the corridor, he smelled the smell of blood coming from inside and reached out to lift it.

In the gap between the tunnel splices, a ray of sunlight shone in from the outside and was falling on Nanci's body.

Wu Mian saw her sitting against the wall, holding her knees with a vacant gaze, squatting beside her and asking, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Dust."

Nan Ci stared at the floating dust floating left and right in the sunlight, and his voice was hoarse: "These dusts are like us synths, insignificant, and I don't know where to go. ”

"Like you said, the Resistance is a light, and when there is light, dust is easier to see."

Wu Mian blocked the sunlight, and the dust in the air also disappeared in the gloom: "The bandit I killed, did you bring back the body for examination?" ”

"I brought it back, I haven't checked it yet." Nan Ci pointed inside: "You can go and see for yourself." ”

Wu Mian looked at Nanci condescendingly: "Your emotions are more lost than I imagined, you must know that emotions are contagious, you have to cheer up." ”

Nan Ci buried his head in his knees: "Xiaojie is dead, he is my brother's best friend." ”

Wu Mian's lips moved, and finally he didn't say anything, and walked into the darkness ahead.