Chapter 1065

Many things I don't understand. People can't understand everything when they live. Modern cyber people learn things quickly, but the cost of learning is also real. If you can do well in a certain field in your life, it is enough. I don't understand management. I don't understand economics. Human knowledge is very complex. After living for more than 20 years, I can only understand some basic common sense, the common sense that keeps people alive. The gangsters in the night city have their own survival philosophy, which is probably some ugly but reasonable words, such as money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat, don't eat yellow snow, don't knock alone, and so on. In addition, everyone knows it implicitly - if words can't convince your enemies, use bullets to persuade them.

The scavenger bastards heard my persuasion and accepted it peacefully one by one.

It is not easy to shoot scavengers. It is said that these gangs are supported by corporate forces, and these jackals sometimes unite because of danger. Behind the scavenger's ass is Yeshi company, which was established by the founder of the night city. Although it is low-key, its influence on the night city is by no means under the wasteland, and even more terrible to some extent.

I still remember a deal I made with Jack before I stole the chip. The customer entrusted us to save Sandra, a rich woman who was a platinum member of a trauma group. The girl was in the scavenger's territory and was unconscious like a pig to be slaughtered. Later, she came to me for business. On the one hand, I was amazed at her wealth, on the other hand, I was interested in the content of her task.

This is probably the case. She entrusted me to go to the scavenger's yard to find a recording chip. I did get it. This is an encryption chip. Out of the curiosity of hackers, I decoded the content. The chip is circulated inside Yeshi company. It tells about their secret AI research and development project, and seems to suggest that they are trying to modify and usurp the personality of the experimental body with AI.

Is it very similar to Mr. blue eye?

Although Sandra didn't say it clearly, the reason why she was thrown to the scavenger is probably because she stole Yeshi's company secrets. Scavenger is a good name, especially when the company needs someone to disappear silently. It's a better choice to give it to these vicious catfish than sinking into the sea. After all, the bodies of the people who sank into the sea are still there, but they fall into the hands of the scavengers. Within a week, your organs will be on the black market, and the rest of the meat will be thrown into the incinerator and turned into ash.

Night city is like this. Here, the criminal procedure is orderly and even the industrial chain. Even those who cut their kidneys can boast that they are businessmen. This is a little secret that the city doesn't easily tell people. Those who know this secret either join the industrial chain or can't escape. They can only bear it with fear.

What's more interesting is that once you get back from the panic and are captured by this bloody order and turn to support the underground society of the night city, you will quickly join in, just like many gangsters and many dead people.

My second speech was on a Colorado farm, a decaying place with barren fields. I held a microphone on a high platform in the middle of the crowd and spewed out metal words like a rock star.

"The city of night is a killing factory that eats people and doesn't spit bones. It packages itself with false hope and makes fools come in and suffer willingly. Listen to their propaganda: unlimited possibilities. Is this a mission that a city should give to individuals? It is impossible, only the times will give people unlimited possibilities, and a city and a community can only prove that it is lying! Night city does not need to give people unlimited possibilities. This is not what it should do. What it should do is to give the most people a shelter from the wind and rain, give you a stable and dignified job, and give you basic and necessary life security. This is what a city should do. That's why we humans gather - to survive! My friends, we give up too much in order to survive, but if a city even eats the last poor residue, why should we put up with it?

"Yes, I shot the bandits of the Sixth Street Gang, the villains of the street sweepers and the media. These unscrupulous media call me the murderer of the new century and the tyrant who is about to gain power. These are the nicknames they give me. It doesn't matter. Let them talk! You know what I want, you know what I'll do. That's enough. I am not a murderer, but a judge. I am not about to gain power, but I already have power. This power is given to me by all the suffering people in the night city, you who have taken the trouble to listen to me. If you need a tyrant to break this twisted and smelly world, you can rest assured to give me the task, give me your trust, and let me send you the counterattack bullets.

"In the streets of night city, people obey the rules of bullets, because metal and gunpowder are more convincing than words. You'll shoot me in the dark! Break the dark clouds and let the sun shine on the earth again. This is the possibility given to you by the city of night, and this is the only possibility you can believe! You may not believe my words, but you can always believe my bullets! "

The second speech, the third speech... I walked through every street of the night city, and more and more people followed behind us. When no one paid attention to me, I made a voice. Now I am walking on the road paved with cheers and warm tears. I like this feeling, but I feel very unreal.

"Teacher Bian, are you afraid of death?" He looked at me. "Do you think you are not good enough to meet the expectations of the people?"“ Do you all know mind reading? "“ I won't, but a friend of mine will. " The teacher shook his head, "I feel what you have experienced. This road is led by me, which can only make you relax. 5. You're a good boy. That's what I like about you. "“ Can't you help me because I'm a player? " Teacher Bian just smiled, didn't say much, and walked slowly. Johnny was smoking his stuffy cigarette again. "What's the origin of this old thing?"“ I don't know. "“ You studied with him for nine years and didn't hear anything? "“ Well, he's been busy. "“ Have you always been so stupid? " What are you talking about, Johnny! Can a rock boy maintain your respect for the mayoral candidate! Johnny just raised his middle finger. As soon as he left, I was deserted again, so I went back to my apartment and slept for two hours. Jack called me, "the vortex Gang is going to be merged with us."“ Just come. "