"Invisible prosthetic body." Wu Chen remained calm.
Four female armored warriors have surrounded the sneak attacker. With just a slight pull of the trigger, the Gauss machine gun will tear the target apart instantly.
"Optical camouflage. Who are you?" As the light and shadow changed, the sneak attacker appeared immediately.
"Wu Chen. Who are you?" Wu Chen asked.
"Mira Killian, Major of Public Security Section 9." The attacker announced his home address.
"Major Mira Killian, known as 'Major', formerly known as Motoko Kusanagi, was renamed Mira Killian after a full-body prosthetic transformation." Intelligent Brain has read from the newly obtained core database Information about the sniper: "A core member of Public Security Section 9 and the origin of the name 'Ghost in the Shell'. Public Security Section 9 is the backbone of the force that responds to terrorist attacks and protects Xingang City. The scope of functions covers: computer crime, witness protection, Felon apprehension and assassination operations.”
"Hello, Major." Wu Chen smiled with bright eyes.
"Are you a human?" A strange color flashed in the major's eyes.
"I am." Although he didn't know how the major knew, Wu Chen admitted it generously.
"Okay." The Major slowly put away his gun: "This place is full of dangers, resources have been exhausted, and there is no need to explore. Which camp are you a survivor of?"
This sentence contains a lot of information. After the destruction of Newport City, there were still human survivors and they formed their own camps. Collecting resources and going deep into dangerous situations is also the daily life of survivors. And protecting survivors is obviously Major Mira Killian's daily mission. That's how this encounter happened. Or maybe the Shao Zuo was attracted by the battle between Wu Chen and the female warriors against the giant complex body.
"How many people are there in Public Security Section 9?" Wu Chen suddenly asked.
"I'm the only one left," the major replied readily. She seemed unsuspecting when faced with humans. Then he took out another tube of nutrient solution: "Here."
"Master, you have not undergone prosthetic transformation and are not suitable for consumption." Zhinao reminded Wu Chen in his ear. Ever since Major showed up, Zhinao has been in a state of silence.
"Thank you, no need." Wu Chen refused: "I don't have prosthetic organs, so I can't absorb them."
"What?" Now it was the major's turn to be surprised: "It's rare that you are... in a naked body!"
"The original body refers to a pure human being who has not been transformed by a prosthetic body." Wu Chen could understand without the need for intellectual explanation.
"I am." Of course Wu Chen is.
After a moment of stalemate, the major blinked sharply: "Okay, Wu Chen. Which camp are you from...?"
"I have no fixed residence in the city." This sentence is not a lie.
"No wonder." Major said with relief. All the previously unreasonable things have become reasonable: "Are they your companions?"
"Yes." Wu Chen motioned to the armored female warrior to put down her gun.
"Ghosting in the Shell is great." By "Ghosting in the Shell", Major obviously refers to the deformed armor.
"Motorcycle Terminator." Wu Chen didn't hide it either: "Transforming armor."
"Okay, Wu Chen." This frank conversation gained the major's favor: "Where are you going?"
"Underground clinic, collecting prosthetic bodies." Wu Chen added: "This is actually a commission."
"Follow me." It seemed that the major was very familiar with this area.
Let the three female warriors wait where they are. Vitris protected Wu Chen and walked to the prosthetic clinic with Major.
"How could this happen?" Wu Chen asked on the way.
"After the 'Mutation Day', the entire city was reduced to ruins..." Wu Chen's pure human identity makes it almost impossible to survive in the end of the world. Whether he is an experimental subject who wakes up after the apocalypse or a lucky one who survives by chance, the young master is full of patience towards Wu Chen's questions: "Although the host died, the prosthetic body survived in another way. Over time, it became What it looks like now.”
"The prosthetic body seems to have 'self-consciousness'." Wu Chen asked the question in his heart.
"It is said that it was caused by a catastrophic mutation of the 'Foundation Project'." Major also only heard the rumors. There is no real evidence.
Zhi Nao immediately had the answer: "Hanhua Machinery: Nitiate Project 2571."
Needless to say, the "Mutation Day" mentioned by the Major must be related to the players. It must also be the disastrous consequences caused by turning on the reaper rules.
"Today, all contact with the outside world has been cut off, and there are not many humans left in the city." When opening the secret door of the clinic, the major said in a heavy tone: "You can do it yourself, I will keep a lookout for you."
"Thank you." Wu Chen was worried about how to avoid being noticed and complete the shooting.
"Don't touch the second-hand prosthetic body." the major reminded.
"Okay." Wu Chen brought Vitris inside.
This underground prosthetic black clinic is bigger than Wu Chen thought. The generator also works fine. When the lights come on, other intelligent systems come online. Zhinao has immediately obtained administrator rights and set up the firewall early.
The target object is in the prosthetic storage room.
Not surprisingly, Wu Chen completed the shooting with ease.
The white light dissipated, the walls were empty, and the "Prosthetic Body Storage" card was successfully ingested. This is a "flash card" without a star rating. Also known as "flash card". The shutter flashed and captured instantly. The card will disappear after reading. So flash cards also have the meaning of "fleeting away".
According to players’ understanding, according to the value assessment standards of the plot world, the more plot-like people and things are, the higher their value is. Similar to the prosthetic body storage warehouse, although it can barely be regarded as a high-tech creation, it is a "dead object" after all, and the plot clues it carries are almost negligible. So just treat it as flash memory.
Next door to the storage warehouse is the second-hand warehouse. There are piles of disassembled second-hand prosthetics. There are also piles of colorful prosthetic eyes in the corner. Like all second-hand prosthetics, the eye stacks have long been integrated into disgusting complex bands. As the previous giant complex was absorbed into the card, the signal from the remains of the prosthetic body in the surrounding complex belt was weak. It’s as if the collective has lost its vitality. Or to put it unscientifically, it has lost its "soul".
This is also consistent with the settings of network nodes. As an important node in the Death City complex network, the giant complex has the highest authority in this area. And all the surrounding prosthetic body remains are its secondary links.
"Found it?" the major asked from behind.
"Found it." Wu Chenzheng didn't know how to explain the empty walls. But he found that the major didn't care. It seems to be a matter of course, it just looks like this.
"Memory." The brain calculated the answer fuzzyly: "Being absorbed into the card is equivalent to erasing the proof of existence. Therefore, as a plot character, the Major has no memory of what this place used to be like!"
"That's right." Wu Chen understood.
"Where are you going?" the major asked again when he was leaving.
"Go back to base." Wu Chen replied casually.
"You have a base?" It was the major's turn to be surprised.
"Yes." Wu Chen pointed his head: "Floating base."
"Okay." Because what Wu Chen said was completely true. So no matter the expression or tone, there are no flaws. Even though Major read countless people, he could not find any flaw. What's more, Wu Chen is a human in a physical body. The camp is naturally hostile to mutant prosthetics.
"By the way, I'll give you a gift." Before leaving, Wu Chen opened the mini trailer. A brand new Honda NM4 motorcycle was unloaded on an automatic loading platform.
"Wow..." Major Zuo's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up. It was her exclusive car during the ninth class of the Public Security Bureau.
"It's also a deformed motorcycle. It can be transformed into an armored shell." This is what Wu Chen asked Zhinao to completely use the technology of this world and the materials collected to build it. The deformation posture and method are similar to those of the Motorcycle Terminator. Because the car body is different, the difference looks obvious. Major's full-body prosthetic body is powerful enough. It is said that the electronic assistant brain he carries can connect to all the networks in the city, which is enough to easily control this transforming motorcycle.
Major got on the motorcycle eagerly.
Wu Chen raised his stand-up camera and smiled with white teeth: "Then, how about taking a photo?"
