Light.

Sound.

“…… Patient...... Heart rate index ......"

Light.

“…… Critical value! …… Salvage ......"

sound

"Electric shock!"

Boom.

A white light flashed in his head, and Zheng Zhuo bounced up from the operating table and fell heavily on the table.

"Come again!"

Boom.

…… Didi...... Didi...... Didi......

The beep is noisy.

Boom.

Another electric shock.

Zheng Zhuo's eyes opened briefly.

He saw a lot of doctors in green surgical gowns gathered around, holding defibrillators in their hands. Behind them, there are also a lot of colorful screens.

The numbers on the screen are constantly jumping.

(Looks so advanced.) ）”

Now there is a medical device with this level of technology.

Zheng Zhuo thought in a haze.

Well?

When I thought of this, a small sense of disobedience suddenly emerged.

Already...... Got it? Right now......

No, no...... I remember......

Remember......

What to remember?

Right now......

Now, when?

……

It's December 10, 2077 at 15:34:27 PM.

Zheng Zhuo looked at the clock that was embedded under the transparent acrylic material packaging board of the wall and said to himself.

Sunlight poured in through a small opening, and through the radioscope on his body, he felt an ethereal warmth.

He briefly looked away from the bell. He looked inside.

It is a large indoor courtyard. The ground is covered with clean and neat turf.

The courtyard is circular. There are no horns. The walls around it are pure white and wrapped in thick cushions. There are some chairs on the side of the turf, which are also round.

There are a few others in the courtyard. They were all dressed in white clothes with huge Velcro fasteners.

Some people are in a daze, some people are playing something intently.

Others looked at Zheng Zhuo.

Zheng Zhuo didn't think about anything. He stood there, looking at them.

After a while, one of them walked over to Zheng Zhuo.

"Hey, the new kid."

Zheng Zhuo's gaze retracted. He looked at the comer.

It was a man with nails on his brow bone, the bridge of his nose and his ears. He stood loosely with a ruffian face.

"You're going to have to stay here for a while. Get to know you. ”

The man stretched out his hand to Zheng Zhuo.

“……”

Zheng Zhuo's head turned very slowly. He didn't move for a moment, just stood there.

“…… Ha. ”

Seeing that he didn't react, the man opposite laughed through his nose.

"Worthy of the legendary cyber psychosis who single-handedly entered the building of Fox and deleted all their most important information? This shelf is different from ordinary people. ”

What?

Legendary cyber psychosis? I?

Zheng Zhuo was not impressed at all.

However, he always felt that something was not right.

Not to say the psychotic part of the legend of cyber. But...... Single handed......

He didn't remember anything about the Fox Building, but he vaguely remembered that he wasn't alone......

Not a person what?

Zheng Zhuo frowned.

However, I still can't think of anything.

His memory went blank. It's like the fence here.

"Hey." Seeing that Zheng Zhuo had never reacted, the man was bored and turned to the people nearby, "You said yes?" ”

“……”

Those who are empty are empty, and those who play with grass play with grass. No one answered him.

"Hey."

The man with nails all over his face sighed exaggeratedly.

"Are all the guys who have recovered from cyber psychosis this virtuous? After living in a private room for three months, I wanted to finally be able to let off steam, and I could chat with the living...... What is the result? It's like damaging the brain? ”

“…… Also...... can be judged to be able to contact outsiders, and it is estimated that they are about to become wasted...... Hey, I'll just say I'm not crazy, I'm just a little bit more stumbling! Those guys don't believe it...... Now it's good...... It's even more boring, oh my god, you might as well let me go back to the 'garbage heap'......"

The man thought in pieces, circling the courtyard.

The guy lived in a single room for three months.

What about me?

Zheng Zhuo thought slowly.

He seems to have some memory...... About him being pushed into the ward after being rescued, and transferred from the ward to a single room...... About him sitting in a single room every day, only regular food delivery, medicine delivery and health check-ups......

How long have I stayed?

He did not remember the time that had passed.

The man walked around the venue for a long time. Probably too bored, he returned to Zheng Zhuo.

"Hey, Zheng. Hey—"

He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zheng Zhuo's eyes.

Zheng Zhuo didn't even blink his eyes.

"Please."

The man slumped his shoulders.

"At least tell me about your bravery. You're a fierce man who killed a whole team of guards by himself, and insisted on deleting the data in the computer room, Zheng. ”

Zheng?

It's ......

“…… You're calling...... Who? ”

“！”

Zheng Zhuo spoke slowly. He startled the man.

"Oh! You've got a reaction! ”

“……”

He stopped talking.

“…… All right. I knew it. ”

The man was deflated, and he pointed to the sign on his chest.

"We all have our names on our chests. Aren't you called 'Zheng Zhuo'? We're Luodu, I'm afraid there is only one person with this name. ”

Zheng Zhuo slowly lowered his head.

Sure enough, he saw "Zheng Zhuo" written on the badge.

His name is Zheng Zhuo?

He couldn't even remember that.

……

After the release time was over, Zheng Zhuo returned to the room according to the broadcast request. After that, he may or may not have slept.

Every day, he's the same process. Sit in the room, wait for the wind to come out, let the wind out, go back to the room, wait for the wind to come out.

It's been a long time since that. Occasionally, he could see an airship flying through the small window where the sunlight was pouring in.

The man with nails in his face is called a "coyote". Probably because Zheng Zhuo was a celebrity, after that day, he always came to talk to Zheng Zhuo.

He said he didn't have a name, which was given to him by the people of the "garbage heap". He also said how he fought bravely against the lackeys of the assessment point system and FOSS in Minato that day.

Of course, in addition to these things about himself, he also said a lot about Zheng Zhuo and about the institution.

He let Zheng Zhuo know that he and Zheng Zhuo were the last to be arrested. They were judged to be "cyberpsychotic...... A neurological disorder caused by the overuse of assessment points, and was confined to a specialized facility in Lodu for recuperation.

Zheng Zhuo also learned about evaluation points, which are numerical indicators that determine a person's ability in a certain aspect. When a natural person is born, all indices are 1 point. And if you want to improve your points and get a good job, you need to go through a special training course that takes a lot of time and energy, or spend a lot of money to buy nanochips.

"Of course, all of our points have washed back to 1."

Coyote said so.

"Hey! Before I came in, I gritted my teeth and bought the [Flesh] to level 2...... I knew I would have used it to buy a container, so I would have a place to live when I went out......"

“…… But don't worry! When I went for a check-up, I heard from the medical staff that you were very cooperative, and all the indicators were perfect. Do you know? Individuals with good indicators will be given a Level 1 to Level 2 injection, and then go to do some simple work. ”

Zheng Zhuo didn't know it at the time.

A few days later, however, several paramedics opened the door to his ward with boxes containing injections.

……

"Let's get a shot."

He heard a paramedic say.

The chest was opened. Five potions are placed in the middle of the black cushioning fleece.

"Which do you prefer?"

Can I choose it myself?

Zheng Zhuo saw that they were labeled with different names.

But for him, it's all the same.

Zheng Zhuo stretched out his hand blankly.

He was about to pick up a random ......

Suddenly.

Something is different.

“……”

Zheng Zhuo blinked.

He saw a pale green box next to the box.

On top of the box, there is text, and ......

Jumping bars and numbers.

……

【Question】

[Which injection should I choose?] 】

[Option 1]

【Flesh】

[Option 2]

【Intelligence】

[Option 3]

【Responsiveness】

[Option 4]

【Technical Capabilities】

[Option 5]

【Calm】

[Option 6]

【All hits】

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