Reborn As a System

Communication failed? !

Shi Qing was startled suddenly, how could the system message fail to be sent?

He resent it a few times without giving up, but it still indicated that the communication failed, without explaining any reason.

Shi Qing's complexion turned ugly for a moment. Many thoughts went round in his mind, and his heart was seized by the worst one in an instant. Could it be that something happened to Qin Mo?So can't communicate?

What happened?

Thinking about it for a while, he felt a little flustered in his heart.

But quickly, he forced himself to calm down again. In this unknown world, he couldn't mess around. If anything happened to Qin Mo, he still needed his help!At this time, I lost my sense of proportion and threw myself into it, but what should I do?

What's more... Shi Qing's heartbeat gradually calmed down, he believed in Qin Mo and his host, everything would be fine!

After calming down, Shi Qing's mind turned quickly.

Excluding the worst thoughts, there are other possibilities for communication failure, for example, the distance between him and Qin Mo is too far, which is beyond the range that the system can maintain, or it is the reason of this world.

The system task itself is an exception, and more restrictions are not out of the question.

After thinking about it this way, Shi Qing became calmer, but he still hoped to find Qin Mo as soon as possible.

Precisely because of this unexpected incident, he was distracted, and an angry shout brought him back to his senses.

The person who came was a tall and thin young man, about 30 years old, dressed similarly to Huang Sanbian, except that he was much thinner, but the so-called thinner was also compared with Huang Sanbian. Compared with the absenteeism here, he He is really healthy and strong, his face is smooth and smooth, and he is overnourished at first glance.

At this moment, he was savagely swinging a two-meter-long horsewhip at a trembling and hunched old man, cursing: "Can you do it, huh? If you can't, hurry up and die, don't fucking occupy The place is still wasting food! You old man...?

After listening for a while, Shi Qing couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, quickly stretched out his hand, grabbed the whip, and staggered the young man.

The young man seemed to have never thought that there would be people resisting him here, and he was stunned when he was whipped.

Shi Qing frowned, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it in detail.

And the next moment, the young man exploded, his slender face was ferocious, his brown eyes were full of disgust and disgust, he picked up the whip and waved it at Shi Qing unceremoniously: "Damn, you trash, how dare you resist?" ! Damn, you don't want to live anymore?"

Shi Qing was bending over to support the old man, only tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and stared dangerously at the young man, he saw him slightly lift his finger, and a thin emerald green streak hit the young man's forehead directly, How could the young man avoid it? He was slapped squarely, his eyes widened in an instant, and his eyes were split open.

It hurts... It hurts... It was like being bitten by a poisonous snake. The pain spread from the head and spread all over the body in an instant.

Shi Qing didn't even want to look at him. He doesn't know how to kill people, but he doesn't know that the Holy Mother would let such a disgusting scum go. Letting him eat bones is indispensable!

He helped the old man up, the old man was full of white hair, his face was full of wrinkles, his body was skinny, and he was as light as a child.

The old man was rescued by Shi Qing, but his eyes were full of fear and despair. Looking at Shi Qing, he made a trembling voice: "Child...child, you...you are..."

Before he could finish a sentence, he suddenly coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up half of his internal organs. Shi Qing couldn't bear it, and quickly drew out a trace of spiritual energy, which wandered in his body, relieving him of the pain.

The old man stopped coughing, and was still panting vigorously, his eyes were tightly closed, and he gradually calmed down.

His eyebrows stretched, as if he was far away from the pain, but Shi Qing froze all of a sudden, this body had lost its vitality, the old man stopped breathing...

Death, even he, was helpless.

In the next moment, a scene that shocked him even more was born.

The thin old man was still leaning against Shi Qing, his eyes were closed, he was not breathing, he was already dead.But then, the old man's body began to slowly melt from his limbs. It was obviously flesh, but it seemed to be ignited, and it turned into thin gray smoke, which rose lightly, hovered in the air, and then disappeared completely.

Shi Qing had never seen this scene before, so he couldn't understand it at all.

When the few teenagers who followed Shi Qing saw this scene, they first showed deep despair and then turned into a completely opposite sense of relief. They closed their eyes, clasped their hands together, and murmured softly.

It wasn't until the old man disappeared completely that Shi Qing couldn't help asking: "Why... why him?"

Why do human beings spontaneously turn into ashes when they die?This...how is this possible?

The girl who Qing had talked to before said, "Xiaoqing, you go, go quickly, if you can leave, run away quickly! They will not let you go, live as long as you can, go out and see , even for one day, it’s worth it.”

The girl's voice was trembling, as if she was very scared, but at the same time, there was some expectation and longing.

Shi Qing frowned, looked at the row of teenagers, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you stay here?"

The shortest boy at the end suddenly raised his voice: "Where can we go but here? Isn't we born to work here?"

Shi Qing looked at him, and suddenly a not-so-good premonition rose up.

He passed these people and strode forward. Every five to six hundred meters, there was a guardian similar to the yellow three whips. The difference between them and the miners was that there was no mark on their foreheads.

After catching a man in yellow, Shi Qing's voice was as cold as ice: "Tell me, where is this place?"

The man in yellow's eyes first fell on Shi Qing's forehead, and after seeing it clearly, his anger rose, and he was about to curse. Shi Qing stared at him, his eyes deepened, and the majestic coercion was released, instantly calming him down.

With his spiritual consciousness released, Shi Qing's black eyes lingered with a bewitching vortex, the man in yellow stared blankly, and then began to speak obediently.

"This is the No. 8908 mine of the Mia Empire, with a daily output of 23 tons of ore, covering an area..." After the lengthy mine introduction, the last sentence made Shi Qing's pupils constrict, "There are a total of 650 black replicants. [-] eight people."

clone? !

Black clone?

Shi Qing guided him to speak, and he didn't really know the specific situation of this world until now.

Duplicants are far less beautiful than he imagined.

The research and development of this technology has made up for the declining fertility rate of human beings year by year. The available labor force has expanded crazily again, and more and more resources can be mined. With the rapid development of society, people's lives are getting better and better, but the other side of the world is also It's getting darker.

Replication technology has developed to this day and is very mature.

Almost every human being can copy his own body at will. The operation is simple and the cost is extremely low, but it is quite useful.

The grading system for replicants is also very strict.

White is the most respected, followed by yellow, then red, green, blue, and purple, and black is the lowest replicator.

Duplicants have inverted pentagrams between their eyebrows, and the so-called color classification is the color of the pentagrams.

The white clone is completely attached to the master and is the master's right-hand man. It will share memories and experiences with the master every day, and is generally used for more important and personal work.

The yellow duplicants are second only to the white ones, and most of them are used for learning and recording. They are pretty decent. Although they don't follow the master all the time like the white ones, they are superior in that they can fuse with the master every week. The master needs what they have learned.

Red, green, blue, and purple are lowered in turn. Red will have some missions, green and blue are very low cost, and generally stay at home to do housework and other trivial matters. Purple is a level that ordinary civilians can copy at will. Slightly lower, will do some street sweeping jobs.

As for the black replicants, the cost is beyond imagination, they are strong and able to endure hardships, but their intelligence is extremely low, and they are not suitable for any logical work. All they can do is coolie labor.

Black replicants cannot be regarded as human beings, because they have been thrown into the dirtiest place and engaged in the hardest work since they were created.

They were born, but they were discarded without seeing their masters at all.

And until death, it is impossible to merge with the master, no human being would want the dirty, boring or even breathless memory of the black clone.

So black replicants, no past, no future, they don't even know who they are.

Does it exist?

Without being able to merge with their masters, they would not be human beings, empty with independent consciousness, but without any sense of existence.

No one treats them as human beings, cheap, ignorant, or even ignorant, and even their masters would not want to see their own black clones.

They were born because the master needed to sell them for money.

The reason why they exist is to undertake these hard and tiring jobs.

But until they die, they have nothing.

Just like the old man just now, he turned into a wisp of smoke and completely disappeared from the world.

Shi Qing saw himself in the eyes of the man in yellow, and saw the black pentagram with a strong sense of irony between his brows.

clone?

Why would he be a replicant?

All of a sudden, he remembered the initial time, when he just traveled over, he felt in a daze.

Could it be that he was really copied?

And now, he is a clone of himself?

It's ridiculous!

Shi Qing was stunned for a while, and the expansion of his consciousness made him see very clearly that torture and death were happening all the time in this mine.

The dead black replicant turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared lightly. The guardian's indifferent face showed no trace of pity, which naturally made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

This world is so abnormal.

Shi Qing withdrew his thoughts and gradually calmed down.

Slowly, he calmed down the storm in his chest, and he had his own opinion.

The black clones, whether they are human or not, at the end of the day, they are all living beings.

And all life deserves the respect it deserves.

This mine is code-named 8908. He doesn't know how many places like this exist in this world, but now that he has seen one, he needs to solve one.

The scale of the mine is very large, there are so many black replicants, and at the same time, a large number of humans are guarding it.

But these human beings are ordinary people, not to mention only a few thousand people, even if there are tens of thousands of people, Shi Qing doesn't care.

But he won't start a killing spree. Although these people have countless murders on their bodies, Shi Qing doesn't think he is a law enforcer, he just wants to liberate this place.

With his consciousness released, Shi Qing closed his eyes, and the coercion suddenly exploded, covering everything in it quickly. It is a waste of time to break through such scattered places one by one, and extinguishing them all at once is the most shocking.

There was almost no resistance at all, and under the pressure of such a powerful aura, all the supervisors in the 8908 mine passed out.

The exhausted replicants were all stunned.

Then a crisp, deep voice between a teenager and a young man sounded above their heads.

Falling from the sky, it seems like a god.

"Get out of here and choose your own life, whether it's survival or death, it's all up to you!"

After a brief silence, it was complete chaos!

Shi Qing used his spiritual sense to check one by one. The final effect was beyond his control. He opened the door and showed them the way to go out. Whether they can move forward can only be determined by themselves.

Withdrawing his consciousness, Shi Qing looked at the dozen or so teenagers around him.

Fear and awe were mixed in the eyes of the teenagers. Such a powerful force was simply unheard of. Don't say that this is a low-level black clone, even the highest human beings would never have such abilities.

He is simply... a god that only exists in legends.

The God who descended from the sky and rescued the world!

The teenagers all knelt down in a panic, kowtowing non-stop because of their timidity.

Shi Qing looked at them and didn't stop them. Some things couldn't be explained and there was no need to explain them, but he relented in the end and took out a large amount of food from the bracelet and put it on the ground.

Then, without saying anything, he turned and left.

He wants to find Qin Mo, he misses him very much.

The uneasiness in my heart gradually expanded because of the imprint on my forehead.

Duplicant, is he really a duplicant?

Then he... where is he?

After leaving the mine, he flew with his sword and spent a lot of spiritual power to maintain the high spread of spiritual consciousness, so that he could find Qin Mo in the shortest time.

It took ten days to travel across half of the continent.

He encountered dozens of mines, hundreds of farms... and saw countless black clones.

He opened the door in the same way, causing unprecedented chaos.

Just when Shi Qing thought he was going to search the world, the familiar fluctuation appeared.

His heart was suddenly grabbed, he felt it, and finally felt Qin Mo's breath.

The excitement in my heart was hard to describe, Shi Qing almost rushed over quickly.

The moment he saw Qin Mo, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, as if the haze of so many days would be swept away.

But when he was only five steps away, Shi Qing froze.

Beside Qin Mo... there was a person.

A man exactly like him.

The only difference is that 'Shi Qing' has smooth brows without any marks.

At that moment, Shi Qing felt that his heart stopped.