"I felt like I was being watched all the time, and when I needed help, the answers were delivered so accurately. Is the host Anthony Garcia? Otherwise, how could Bobo just have a decryption program in his body? Is he still alive? And keep an eye on what I'm doing? What is the place referred to in the Kingdom of the Cracks? Munch only felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and his mind began to tumble, and one question after another made it difficult for him to breathe.

He knew that no one could answer him these questions, and he angrily looked around, looking for the eyes hidden in the space, but nothing. He clenched his hands into fists, and the more he thought about it, the more helpless he became, feeling that he was in a bottomless whirlpool, dragging him deeper and deeper...... Munch couldn't control it anymore and slammed it hard a few times towards the console in front of him.

"Little Meng, violent venting can't solve the actual problem at hand......" Bobo stopped the decryption program and appeared on the panel of the console in the form of a code combination, trying to stop Munch's self-harm.

Munch let out a long sigh and pulled up the radio station's FM control panel from his arm again, turning the control shaft until the control panel was wrong due to excessive operating pressure, and he couldn't hear what he wanted to hear.

Bobo quietly synchronized the image of the mechanical heart to Munch's arm device, "Now that we know the three key components of the mechanical heart, why don't we try it in this direction, he implants a decryption program in my body, and naturally he has his reasons." Bobo spoke in a deliberately mild tone, avoiding Anthony Garcia's name.

After venting, Munch has calmed down a lot, and he understands that there is no way back now, even if he is in the whirlpool, he can only keep trying to swim forward. He walked out of the chamber to the mechanical arm by the wall, let the cold water rinse his face, and when he came to his senses completely, he called a water drop cart and set the destination as: Cyber Recycling Center, the time showed 10:47 a.m.

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Cyber Recycling Center is the city's largest waste disposal center, set stacking, decomposition, burial, reuse and other functions in one, referred to as Cyber Center, but the people prefer to call it "waste dump".

Since the dominant wind in Tozcan is northeasterly, in order to avoid the toxic substances produced to affect the lives of the residents of the main city, it is specially located in the southwestern suburbs, about 400 kilometers from the main city, in the small town of Dahl. The city of Wari, which is close to the Cyber Center, has protested to the Totscany city government more than once, but because it only has three parasitic towers, the huge disparity in strength makes the protest sound like a floater.

The street scene on both sides quickly regressed, and the comfortable wrapping feeling of the sofa made Munch quickly feel sleepy, his eyelids unconsciously went down, and after a few minutes of struggle, he chose to give up, leaned back, and fell into a deep sleep.

After about forty minutes, Bobo woke Munch up and told him that in the room of the Watson Building, the transmission signal of the surveillance footage was malfunctioning. Munch rubbed his eyes with his hand, not paying attention. He has long been accustomed to various problems in Huasen Building due to unstable power supply and strong radiation interference from parasitic towers.

The air monitoring instrument on the water drop truck has a slight alarm sound. Meng Ke clicked on the details and found that the content of heavy metal elements, particulate matter, sulfide and other substances in the air outside the car has increased significantly, and the monitoring value has approached the critical value of safe life.

Through the car window, on the horizon in the distance, a pyramid-like complex of buildings appeared, and Munch counted them, there were nine in total. The volume was enormous, shrouded in a larger, transparent dome that almost obscured the parasitic towers of Wari City farther away.

Bobo and Munch explained: "The pyramid building is not surrounded by a physical envelope, but several different shielding fields. a layer of vacuum field to block toxic gases emitted from inside the yard; a layer of nanofiltration field to block floating particulate matter in the air; A shielded magnetic field to eliminate possible radiation contamination.

The 9 pyramid buildings correspond to the 9 waste zones of the Cyber Center, including the biological waste area, the metal waste area, the domestic waste area, the organic synthesis area, and the implant special independent ......area.

There are several transport airships in the air, with the Totzcan City Environmental Protection Agency logo on their hulls, their tawny flight trails cutting through the sky, and the shrill roar of their engines making the soundproof windows of the drop-trucks almost ineffective.

As the airship flew by, a group of ragged pedestrians on the road first danced with their hands raised in celebration, and then moved towards the Cyber Center.

A group of children next to him, unaffected by adults, surrounded an old mechanical dog in the middle. The mechanical dog curled up into a soccer ball, rolling nimbly at the child's feet. The children were chasing the soccer balls and seemed to be having a good time.

The water drop truck gradually slows down and finally stops at the entrance of the gate. Munch opened the car door, and the pungent smell hit his face, choking him several times in a row. "It's good I didn't bring Bane with me." Munch muttered to himself.

In front of him, four curved steel keels held up a pattern of two arrows, front and back, in which white liquid flowed circulatingly. In the center of the pattern, there are several large black letters written "Cyber Cycle Center".

About 50 meters to the left of the gate, there was already a queue without a tail, and Munch recognized several of them as people he had just seen on the road, raising their hands and dancing.

Munch skipped the crowd and walked straight into the login hall. The login hall is the "clean and dirty demarcation zone" of the Cyber Center. Through the login hall and a series of inspections, you will have the opportunity to enter the interior of the Cyber Center and come into contact with all kinds of garbage.

At the same time, in order to ensure the public's right to know the disposal methods, transportation routes, and final destination of toxic and harmful substances, the wall in front of the entrance of the login hall scrolls to display the real-time situation of the internal waste dump.

The screen is showing the picture of the "metal waste area" yard, and the square yards form a continuous field grid, filling the picture. Each yard is surrounded by a high-voltage grid wall, and high-energy searchlights are placed at each corner to illuminate the interior. Workers in orange and yellow overalls, like ants, shuttle back and forth among the mountains of waste pieces.

On the left side of the login hall stood a row of call devices, and Munch entered his identification code and then filled in his name in the call field. While waiting, the queue on the left side of the door suddenly became agitated.

Curious, Munch walked to the door and looked out, and found that at the front of the team, a window that was originally closed was slowly opening, activating a blue scanning area in front of the team, and the crowd stepped into it in turn. The person who passed through the scan became emotional and ran towards the transporter parked in the distance......

"What are you looking at? So energetic? A young man in a red hazmat suit put his hand on Munch's shoulder from behind, and a clear smell of rancid smell wafted over. Munch turned his head slightly, saw the unlit cigarette between the man's fingertips, and then pointed to the crowd in front of him who were queuing up to scan.

"Hey, those people are waste pickers, commonly known as garbage rats." The man's expression was as complicated as Munch's. "The Cyber Center needs to receive countless municipal garbage every day, and the ordinary stacking, decomposition, and burial work alone has consumed a lot of manpower, not including the decomposition and reuse of implants that require a certain technical content.

Seeing that Munch's face was full of doubts, the man did not rush to explain, but led him in. "Let's go sit inside and talk."

The man's name was Tyrese Jones, and he was the person Munch was looking for this time. He was tall and his facial features were as sharp as a knife. In the waiting area of the login hall, he found two places, he motioned for Munch to sit first, and he took two glasses of water and brought them to Munch.

"Tyrese, what's going on with the garbage rats?" Munch has no room for any doubts in his mind, and once they arise, he wants to solve them immediately.

Tyrese picked up the water glass, took a sip, and then said slowly: "Most of them are residents of Dahl Town, and as you know, this place is too far away from the main city to keep up with the distribution of supplies, and with the layers of exploitation, even fewer can be distributed to the residents. Many people were so hungry that they volunteered to clean up the garbage because they were not regular employees and had no protective clothing......"

Opening the magnetic ties at the cuffs to reveal a soft white lining, Tyrese continued: "A suit like mine can isolate more than 95% of harmful substances, and the internal shock absorbing layer can save life in critical moments. ”

The surface of the red hazmat suit is covered with a thin film, which reflects the light spots under the light of the hall.

"Workers without protective clothing are basically sent to their deaths, and they are often sent to the areas most at risk. When they step into the scanning area, they tacitly accept whatever consequences they take, even death. Even so, as soon as a new transport boat arrives, scavengers flock to the surrounding area, and in their opinion, it is better to survive than to starve. ”

"The vast majority of them can only do the most basic stacking and burying work, working eight hours in exchange for 10 yuan...... They are like rats living in garbage, with no tomorrow. Tyrese swirled the cigarette back and forth in his hand, his tone full of helplessness.

"For them, the Cyber Center has a special perk. After 400 hours of work, you can pick a piece of garbage from the yard and take it home for free. ”

Munch's mind immediately flashed to the children chasing the mechanical dogs, and suddenly he understood the meaning of the scavengers raising their hands to dance, and also understood the long and tailless line at the door. Because those who are in line, all trying to live, they have no choice.

"Don't be sentimental! What is the difference between us and them? It's just that we're a bunch of rats in clothes. Tyris glanced at the large screen next to her, where the worker's orange overalls blended with the trash. Say, what are you looking for me? ”

"Help me find these things." Munch pulled out of the emotions just now, and then pulled up the list of parts needed from his arm, and displayed them in front of Tyrese, including the three key parts, as well as some military-grade hydraulic bearings, high-precision gears, and so on.

After reading it, Tyrese looked nervous, and walked Moncla to a no-man's corner outside the login hall, and whispered: "Many of the consumables on this list are special consumables for the military, what are you looking for these things for?" ”

"Don't care, don't ask, just help me find it." Munch stared into Tyrese's eyes, "Like I used to help you." ”

After a short silence, Tyrese lit the cigarette in his hand that he had crumpled a little deformed, and said with a wry smile, "You are not allowed to smoke in it." ”

Taking a deep puff of smoke and staring back at the tall complex behind him, Tyrese said solemnly, "It seems that this time we can only sneak into the tenth forbidden area." ”