Cyberpunk: My system is divided into good and evil

Chapter 108 Alsace Town

Central City Monteson Institute, "Core."

Jiang Shu, who was wearing a white coat, was sitting on a chair, lying in front of his own desk, flipping through a journal in boredom.

Although words in journals that he understands when singled out merge into sentences that he can't read.

The shocking kiss between him and Anna in the staff cafeteria three days ago seemed to have stimulated Kelin, so he was pulled out of the neural interaction experiment team by Kelin the next day, and he was stuffed into this head with a huge human brain on top of it. Projection, entry and exit channels are stuffed with the "core" of the 20mm caliber heavy machine gun.

After being stuffed into the "core", the task assigned by Kelin to Jiang Shu was just to sort out scientific journals day after day.

It seems that the last time Jiang Shu brought back the "soul core" technology from the industrial area, he had inexplicable fear.

Perhaps, he had begun to wonder if he was once just a simple policeman... Jiang Shu turned over the page in boredom, with neither happiness nor anger on his face.

This may be good news... This shows that the research on the "control chip" is progressing smoothly, and perhaps the task of "Symphony of Destiny" can be completed by itself in the near future.

Jiang Shu rubbed the water glass with one hand, and with the other hand, under the cover of his white coat and desk, he picked out an electronic chip the size of a grain of rice from the belt of the small liquid robot.

The "core" is surrounded by signal jammers, which prevents Jarvis from hacking into the central computer of the "core" through network signals.

This requires Jiang Shu to bring a program copied from Jarvis's body into the "core" and create a Jarvis II in the "core".

In this way, the progress of the technology can be monitored at any time, so that when the technology is successful, it can be intercepted and destroyed.

After all, the harm this technology brings to society is far greater than the benefits it brings.

After placing the electronic chip the size of a rice grain in the palm of his hand with his index finger, Jiang Shu frowned while looking at the journal, and at the same time made an unconscious sound in his mouth. Then he picked up the journal and ran to a gray-haired old man opposite and started. The performance was interrupted, "Old sir, what do you mean by this character? I can't see clearly, I..."

While speaking, Jiang Shu flicked his fingers the moment the two got close, and the chip, the size of a grain of rice, was thrown into a computer mainframe beside the old man.

In the pitch-black space that no one can see, a microchip the size of a grain of rice is firmly attached to a diode in the main unit, emitting an imperceptible red light.

Into the soul!
Jiang Shu's eyes were slightly happy, and then he thanked the old man, turned around and returned to his desk, and sighed again to flip through this not too thick journal that he had read for three days.

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Badlands, Alsace town.

The heavy snow day and night in the past few days has covered this devastated land with a silver coat, making it look much more beautiful.

The town of Alsace is said to be a town, but its area is actually not small—it is as large as half of the urban area before the thermonuclear war.

But Adam Alsace, the first patriarch of Alsace, once said that in the devastated surrounding area, only the Emerald City deserves to be called a city.

Because there is enough food to keep everyone hungry, wine to drink to their heart's content, and children to go to school.

Looking at the town of Alsace from afar, you will find that it is more like those medieval cities depicted in western novels.

Low black bricks are piled up to form houses that are neither high nor low, and elongated signal poles stand on the arc-shaped roofs to steal the distant space for the surrounding residents to serve the Emerald City. satellite signal.

Watch entertainment in the Emerald City - one of the few entertainments that wanderers have.

In the center of the town is a castle called Alsasta.

It is towering and occupies a huge area, where the patriarch and his relatives live, as well as the most elite centurions of the Alsace tribe.

In the bad land where human life is the least valuable, it is their existence that makes Alsace still the overlord of the bad land—although the position is occasionally provoked, it has never been replaced.

At this time, on the top floor of Alsa Tower, in a large room with simple decoration but a warm stove, a man sat on a half-faded leather swivel chair, staring seriously at the uninvited guest in front of him.

The man has slightly brown eyes, sparse eyebrows, dark brown to black hair, a straight nose, slightly thick and even a little fat lips.

The man was wearing a gray fluffy leather jacket with lapels, and his exposed skin seemed to be slightly sickly flushed due to his long-term residence in the bad land.

His brown pupils are well-hydrated, and he seems to be no older than 30 years old.

But if you look at his face, you will feel that this man is at least fifty years old.

His face was haggard, and his skin was obviously shriveled and wrinkled due to lack of moisture.

The wrinkles on his face are like the mottled and raised bark of an old tree, making it difficult to look directly at.

And this man is the current patriarch of Alsace - Mick Alsace.

With his only young eyes, Mick stared at the dangerous woman who was walking around the room casually, as if she had returned to her own home, and said, "You came here just to see my office. ?”

The tone of the voice is calm, and there is no emotion.

But anyone who is familiar with Mick will understand that this is when Mick is the most angry.

"of course not."

Osaka Reiko, who was still wearing the knee-length skirt, shook her snow-white swan neck, her voice was gentle and pleasant, and her eyebrows were curved: "I came with a lot of questions..."

As she spoke, Reiko Osaka paused, her brows and eyes drooping suddenly, "But I know that no matter how earnestly I ask you, you still won't tell me the answers to those questions... Tell me, if you meet How do you usually handle things like this?"

Mick twitched the corners of his mouth, and the folds on his face opened and closed, looking a little creepy, "I usually wake her up with urine, so that she can recognize the reality."

In the official language of the Emerald City, "she" and "he" are pronounced differently.

So when these words were spoken, Reiko Osaka's eyes that had been smiling all the time began to slowly lose their disguise, gradually becoming icy cold.

"Bastard!" Kokiko Noriko, who had been standing silently behind Reiko Osaka's face changed, she immediately drew out the pistol at her waist and pointed it at Mick, with a chill all over her pretty face.

"Kill me!" Mick twitched his lips, "Then you will be submerged here, and there will be no bones left."

"I just want to know what kind of deal Rafael made with you... so that you dare to betray my grandfather's orders!" Reiko Osaka gently pressed Kokiko's wrist with her hand, signaling her to close the gun, Then he looked into Mick's eyes, his voice was cold, no longer as soft and tender as before.

"Hanghei Osaka has been lying on the hospital bed for a long time."

Mick's pupils shrank and returned to normal again, "The rules he set are no longer rules."

"Besides, you appear here, could it be that old man who can't even speak on the hospital bed asked you to come? I can't see it..."

Mick's eyes were neither happy nor angry, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Man is born, and will always be, a selfish animal." Mick's eyelids drooped slightly, and his voice sounded like the temptation of the devil, "You just ask your conditions, if you give more than Raphael, I will naturally fall for you .”

"As for the treaty signed with Raphael, I will naturally tell you all about it."

"Finally, I would like to advise you, don't try to get the secret out of Weierjia's mouth. His loyalty to the tribe is unparalleled."

　Man is by nature, and always will be, a selfish animal. --Adam Smith, The Wealth of Nations

　　PS: Thanks for the recommendation tickets of "Song of the Prodigal Son", "Wayne of the Batman", "Book Friends 2020...079"

　　


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