Chapter 130

The towering spire plunged straight into the gray sky.

Outside the slender tower, flashing neon signs are hung. Some manufacturers give more money, so the signs are particularly conspicuous.

On the top layer, neon lights are even diffused through curved prisms and turned into a series of data in mid air, rolling slowly along the spire like Saturn's rings.

"Power soda! Instantly replenish your strength! Please identify the dynamic mouth and music company!"

"The new 8.0 Tianzhuo system robot companion can meet all your needs! Only 99999 world dollars!"

"Super value!! micro unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, which can penetrate through the security window with the smallest diameter, your most intimate private detective!"

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This is the landmark of wolf harbor and the only high-end scientific and technological civilization in this region.

In sharp contrast to the gorgeous colorful neon signs, at the bottom of the tower, hundreds of human beings dressed in rough clothes are busy unloading from the giant ship parked aside.

This is the port of wolf Bay.

Once a colony of the third district [Gufan firefly], it has now become a completely independent territory, not subordinate to any region.

With the outbreak of World War I caused by the shortage of resources three years ago, a player led an uprising in this colony and stole some of the most advanced nuclear technology in zone 1 during the war. No one dared to provoke Panhe again.

Everyone knows the power of nuclear weapons.

Even in the original world, it is enough to deter a country.

Moreover, with the addition of attribute forces, nuclear deterrence has multiplied.

This is the only weapon that is made only for deterrence and not for delivery.

"A total of 208 world dollars, settled face-to-face, no credit." a muscular man with wheat skin, after unloading the weight from the last batch of goods unloaded from the ship, pulled the supervisor in expensive clothes.

The supervisor's facial features seemed to grow together. As he pressed the bump on his wrist, a series of data seemed to float in the air.

Soon, he drilled along the wheat skin man's wrist.

"Happy cooperation." the supervisor moved his mouth with a smile.

"Iron leather, I wish you scrap tomorrow." after Mike walked away, he turned back in disgust and cursed.

In fact, with the popularization of intelligent machinery, more and more human living space is squeezed.

In the past, many tasks that can be completed by manpower are now replaced by intelligent robots. They often do better than humans, have more precise data, and the error rate is almost zero.

The human class is therefore extremely unbalanced.

People in the original world are divided into three, six, nine and so on.

And in the ball of the other world.

Human beings are divided into two classes.

Superior, inferior.

Human beings who are good at thinking with their brains usually invest in the R & D, maintenance and design of various new machines. In short, they are related to the R & D and manufacturing of machines.

They became superior.

The rest of the people can only sell their own strength to make a living, which is collectively referred to as the lower class.

Compared with the crushing of high-end mechanical parts, people at the top are more willing to see that the spine of people at the bottom is crushed, rather than the machinery they bought at a high price.

Even the work of supervisor is now fully managed by intelligent robot.

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With his pockets in his hands, Mike lowered his worn hat brim and walked with his back bent in the crowded civilian cave.

While walking, he reached out from time to time and slowly rubbed his back and spine.

For a long time, there has been a problem with his primary spine due to heavy handling. If he does not hurry up for treatment, his whole spine will break sooner or later when handling goods.

At that time, all normal organs in his body may be looted by his colleagues, just like wild dogs.

Of course, Mike is not old. His spine is not caused by physical aging.

On the contrary, he is still very young.

In his early thirties, he was in a strong body.

Wolf harbor brings together all the civilians in the world, with more than one billion people.

In this location of only more than 3000 square kilometers, or even less than the size of a civilized hub city, each building has to be built at least hundreds of stories high.

This is only the height. Each building has to be dug a hundred floors deep.

And the gap between buildings is not even more than 5cm. You can even open the window in Building 102 and borrow daily necessities from the neighbors opposite building 103.

Similarly, he only needs to stretch his legs a little to climb into your house.

Mike ignored the small and complicated shops selling all kinds of food on the street.

In addition, there are all kinds of girls' halls.

Of course, on the transparent glass exhibition hall at the door of the store, as long as you stand, a slightly better looking woman flirts with you.

Don't think about it. It must be a smart machine sheath.

The rest are ordinary inferior women with the same identity.

Those who look a little better will be bought by the superior as servants and playthings.

In addition, they are all categories that can only make do with the lights off.

But the advantage is that the price is cheap. Only 20 world coins can let you vent your depression and desire hidden in your body.

Oh, by the way, those exquisite and gorgeous leather covered robots charge up to 200 world dollars at a time.

It's almost all Mike pays for moving goods back and forth.

In the past ten years, the noble nobles have washed away the lead and used the most advanced technology to maintain their appearance in their twenties and their physical strength at their peak.

Almost all of them are handsome men and beautiful women. Except for a few people who ask to keep their appearance, the real age difference of human beings you see in any high civilized area, even a pair of young men and women hugging and kissing on the street, can even exceed 40 years old.

Mike resisted the temptation, even though he hadn't touched a woman for months.

At this time, even if he was given a sow, he felt he could do it.

Unfortunately, there are no live pigs in wolf harbor.

In addition to the five poisons such as rats and cockroaches, there are no live poultry in Yelang port.

But for that thing, he felt it necessary to bite his teeth again.

Bypassing the narrow alleys and standing in an old gray building, he compared the addresses provided in the light curtain.

"Siyuan street, building 98421, floor - 78."

Without hesitation, he lifted his legs and stepped into the elevator on the floor.

The old elevator seemed to have insufficient functions, but it still wobbled all the way down, making Mike worry about whether it would stop at any time.

It's good to stop. I'm afraid the elevator cable in disrepair will suddenly break.

Well, Mike will go straight from underground to hell.

Finally, he drew a diamond pattern on his chest all the way and recited the blessing of the Lord in his mouth.

The elevator arrived safely on the 78th floor underground.

The elevator door opens and is surrounded by a strong smell of soil and rocks.

Under the dim corridor lights, Mike could clearly see the surrounding yellowish walls.

Even the feet are simply mixed with water. With one foot, you can step on a footprint. It's really that no steel has been added to it.

"These builders are cutting corners again," he spat and scolded angrily.

It's really making money with the lives of ordinary people.

The floors on the ground must need walls, otherwise you can't build higher floors at all. This is common sense.

But not necessarily underground.

According to the provisions of the world security law, in terms of current technology, the maximum underground depth of any high-rise building can only allow the construction of negative 50 floors.

Further down, due to the long-term inability to penetrate the sun, the soil is wet, and all kinds of rare bacteria will emerge one after another.

Moreover, due to the atmospheric pressure of the mantle, it will be very unfit for human habitation.

As long as we live for three or five more years, humans living in this environment look like mutants who have been "cared for" by nuclear radiation.

And those greedy real estate developers in Yelang port, in order to maximize their interests.

A building. On the surface, they only build the negative 30 floors.

But they will dig deeper down the path of the elevator.

The construction team can take the elevator to get through the 31st floor, the 32nd floor... And so on.

Dig the open compartments a little, make them look like a room, and they can clap their hands.

Regardless of whether these mud rooms will cause landslides.

However, there are more humans living in the wild wolf port who will compete for such a cheap place.

Sleeping on the road is a very dangerous thing. No one can guarantee whether your body organs still exist when you wake up the next day.

Soon, Mike found the shop he wanted.

There is a small plaque hanging at the door of room - 7801 on the 78th floor underground.

Looking up, the neon plaque reads "mechanical transplantation".

The word "mechanical shift" is no longer on, but the diode behind "Zhi" is still working hard, so the word "Zhi" becomes bright and dark.

Mike doesn't bother to think whether it's due to insufficient power supply or aging lines.

He knocked symbolically and then pushed in.

The house was full of all kinds of rotten smell. Everywhere Mike looked, there were abandoned human organs and rusty iron mechanical parts.

It's like a garbage dump here.

In front of a table in the middle of the dump, he saw a bony old man in a white coat.

The old man was concentrating on writing and drawing. In the papyrus picture on the table, Mike saw countless design concept sketches about human anatomy.

Mike didn't dare to talk too much, so he had to stand aside and wait for him to finish his work.

Meanwhile, Mike caught a glimpse of the water cup that the old man put aside and instinctively licked his lips.

He was a little thirsty as he went all the way here.

But after glancing into the water cup, he suddenly had a nausea.

The bodies of various flies, mosquitoes and insects were floating in the water cup.

The next moment, the old man's action made his scalp numb.

He gently picked up the glass and drank it without even looking at it.

Along with the bodies of the flies and mosquitoes.

"Vomit..." although it's impolite to vomit in front of others, Mike almost couldn't help it.

Fortunately, he tried to cover his mouth with his hands to suppress the idea of vomiting.

"Don't vomit. This glass of water is very fresh. I filled it three days ago. These are all protein." Nick looked up and smiled. His face was thin and almost had no fat. His thin cheekbones stood out when smiling, like a zombie in a horror film.

Mike Gan smiled and said respectfully, "Dear Mr. Nick, I'd like you to replace my prosthetic limb. Here is 3000 world dollars. I'll transfer it to you now."

He pressed the bump on his wrist and a series of data drilled into Nick's wrist.

Although the environment of this mechanical transplant shop looks very bad, it is better because it is cheap.

In the market, regular mechanical transplant shops, even the simplest finger prosthesis, need at least five digit world currency.

Even in an illegal transplant shop, if his condition requires the replacement of a whole mechanical spine, it will take at least 8000.

And here, in Old Nick's private clinic.

Only three thousand.

Removing the most basic food and housing expenses, he only needs to save half a year.

Mike doesn't know how long his spine will last, but he can only do this now. His spine will increase wear and tear.

But Mike knew that he certainly didn't save enough money to go to a regular transplant shop to replace a mechanical spine.

He won't live that day.

"Old Nick always takes money to do things. Old Nick pays most attention to integrity. Just leave it to Old Nick." Nick slowly gets up holding the table. He is as thin as a bamboo pole and looks like he will fall at any time.

If he didn't really want to step into the pile of rotten human organs, Mike would like to go up and help him.

"Come on, lie down on this chair... Don't worry, this chair is the cleanest equipment in the store. Old Nick will consider the infection of bacteria, so old Nick will clean up when performing prosthetic surgery for patients."

Mike looked down Nick's fingers at a recliner.

Indeed, although old, it looks clean.

Mike lay down with his back bent.

"Lie straight," Nick said.

Mike endured the biting pain caused by his tight spine and clenched his teeth to keep his back straight.

Nick pressed the button on the couch.

Several mechanical arms went down and pressed Mike's limbs tightly.

Now Mike is the fish on the chopping board and can be slaughtered.

The eyes could not see the situation behind, but Nick could hear the sound of metal collision as he searched for the surgical instrument.

Just listening to this sound is really frightening.

Here, just the two of them.

If Old Nick makes a little crooked thought, Mike has almost no ability to resist in the position fixed by the robot arm.

However, it's all death, just sooner or later.

He can't change his spine today. Sooner or later, he will die suddenly at the dock in the port.

Mike chose to bet.

"You know, young man, I was doing this as early as ten years ago. It would be the steam age. I was loyal to the former Saint magari, Lord vikder." Old Nick put on his fairly clean gloves and bent his fingers to play the syringe.

It seemed that no one had spoken to him for a long time, and Old Nick seemed to chatter.

"I bet you that I was definitely the first person in the world to develop the combination of human biology and machinery at that time."

"Even the so-called Holy Lord, at that time, the technology of biological transformation lagged behind me."

"But then something happened..." Old Nick gently pushed the syringe and squeezed out a trace of hemp liquid to ensure that the syringe was in a vacuum, so that air would not be injected into the veins of the human body.

If air enters the vein by mistake, it will cause air embolism, block blood circulation, and cause death in a short time.

Old Nick was still talking. Mike chose to ignore his broken thoughts and simply closed his eyes.

Now everyone wants to have some relationship with the Lord, as if it was the supreme glory to have a one-sided relationship with the Lord in that era.

But the Lord has been dead for ten years.

"You know, I was..." Old Nick was about to inject anesthetic into Mike, but his voice didn't fall.

At this time, the muzzle of a black gun stretched out along the door opening.

"Bang!!!"

The deafening sound of old-fashioned shotgun.

Old Nick's head broke into rotten watermelon in an instant.

His arm was still in a position ready to be injected with anesthetic and fell slowly.

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I skipped the electrical age and the information age. Although these two ages have the greatest impact on our mankind, they are also the most familiar times of our generation.

Because everyone has seen so much, there is nothing too brilliant in writing. Cars, planes, ships and high-rise buildings are nothing new. I'm not interesting to write, so I just skip it directly.

The current era is the cyber era, that is, the future era of science and technology.

The next stage will enter the era of cosmic science and technology.

It indicates that the book will soon enter this stage and is expected to be completed next month.

You will see and cherish it.

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