Eradicate the Axis Regiment!
The blind and fanatical crowd had gathered and marched mightily on the streets. A leader at the front of the team shouted slogans loudly, and the crowd behind them followed with a loud roar.
Eradicate the Axis Regiment! .
Violence breeds more violence, and madness breeds greater madness.
When the first group of mobs were given the power to exercise violence by the magistrates, and they were allowed to judge freely and find out the members of the Axis Group and anti-human elements around them on their own, people's uncontrollable malice expanded infinitely. , started to get out of control.
Find out the anti-human elements!
The crowd was excited and responded in unison, and their fanatical shouts echoed through the silent night.
As long as you use the banner of anti-humanity, accuse the other party of committing anti-humanity acts, and act together with the group, no matter how humble your status is or how low-level a worker you are, you can enjoy the pleasure of violence at this moment. .
Let the fire cleanse these sinners!
The leader's eyes flashed with fanatical emotions. He picked up a glass bottle with burning cloth in his hand and threw it into a shack on the roadside. The sound of the glass bottle breaking was heard, and a raging fire suddenly broke out in the house. .
The crazy crowd swept through shack after shack like locusts passing through. They pulled out the worker hiding inside and forced him to admit that he was a sinner of the Axis Regiment. They beat him to death and even tore his torso alive. The limbs freely vent the depression and violence that have been accumulated in his heart for a long time.
Energy tower.
The capable clerical staff walked into the chairman's office holding a folder.
Chairman, there is an emergency that needs to be reported to you.
The chairman of the throne, who put most of his computing power on the control energy tower system, heard the call from the outside world and slowly opened his eyes.
What's wrong?
Riots by mobs in the slums of Night City have become increasingly violent. The civilian staff straightened up, handed over the report materials in their hands, and replied immediately.
This kind of thing happened. The chairman took the document and glanced at it casually. All the text on the report was scanned into his system. He immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter. After pondering for a moment, he said: Then activate Response No. 3. Make a plan.
yes! But the civilian personnel who came to report to the chairman were hesitant. I would like to ask if it is necessary to send a security team to intervene and suppress?
No need.
I understand, now I will carry out your order
The chairman sitting on the governing throne watched the civilian staff get the order to retreat, and he whispered as if to himself.
It would be a good idea to take this opportunity to let the untouchables vent their accumulated pressure.
Night City.
Skid Row, Hammer Street.
Many poor workers had already gathered in the square where the Axis Regiment held its first large-scale donation.
The rebellious mob has not yet marched here, but the workers living on this street have been panicked. Many workers have left their homes on their own and rushed towards the place where the Axis Regiment once protected them. .
Of course, none of them came to support and support the Axis Regiment.
Sir, please, please save us.
save us
The poor workers knelt on the ground and made humble begging.
These poor workers did not have the guts to violently drive Christina away. Not to mention these poor workers, even the mob on the next street did not have the guts to bring to justice the big criminal named by the magistrates.
Even if the other party is a noble who has violated the law and is about to be arrested by the security team, he is still a noble and is not someone they can offend.
So they can only crawl on the ground like bugs, begging for a response from the other party.
Runtu was one of the people who fled here with many poor people, but he never knelt down from the beginning to the end.
Master Wu Ming
His cloudy vision passed through the crowd in front of him
He glanced around, hoping to find the familiar figure, but he only saw the figures of Acha and Miss Christina who were trying to stabilize the situation. He didn't even see the figure of the blue-haired girl who liked to sing.
Everyone, please calm down, please calm down!
Christina raised her voice, and her voice even broke: Don't worry, as long as the Axis Group is here, you will never be harmed!
The Sheriff said that as long as you are willing to plead guilty, our punishment can be reduced or even waived.
Somebody in the crowd shouted loudly at first, and then the workers who gradually became bolder began to beg.
Miss Christina, you are an aristocrat and the Sheriff dare not do anything to you.
Please, please come forward, otherwise the Sheriff will definitely kill us.
Miss Christina, please, please get out of here.
please help me
Only you can save us
Christina listened to these people's begging, and her pretty face suddenly turned pale.
The crowd just knelt here, begging her as humbly as ants, but they still made her feel extremely heavy pressure.
The begging sounds struck the girl's heart like a heavy hammer. The shadows of the past overlapped with the begging sounds of the present, pushing her spirit to the limit step by step.
Wu Ming, where were you at this critical moment?
Night City.
Ghetto, Sickle Street.
A group of mobs, driven by blind and passionate emotions, wantonly crush and persecute all individuals who do not belong to the collective in the name of justice.
Wu Ming looked at the mighty crowd advancing like a tide and sneered.
But this kind of passionate, blind emotion is exactly what I need most at this stage. He stretched out his hand to the blind and fanatical crowd, and asked the blue-haired girl who was standing aside obediently, Elizabeth, I remember that you were able to do it before. Connect two things at a conceptual level
So, is there any way for you to connect the blind and fanatical emotional thoughts of these mobs, or even all mankind, with a blank spiritual corpse?
The blue-haired girl tilted her head and looked thoughtful: Hmm, I haven't tried this before. It might be a little difficult, but I can give it a try.
Don’t force it, and stop immediately if something doesn’t feel right.
The good girl had a bright and sunny smile on her face, so she agreed that she would buy me a box of Xiao Wan Neng Gan noodles when she got back!
Well, it’s settled.
Elizabeth closed her eyes, and her mental power began to spread.
Imagine the sea of collective unconscious
For Elizabeth's connection ability to be effective, she needs to recognize the existence of both parties in order to continue. She recognizes the existence of spirit and consciousness, and knows what she wants to connect, so that she can establish a bridge of spiritual connection.
On the other hand, if it is something that she cannot recognize or understand, she cannot connect to it.
So she first had to figure out what the target she wanted to connect to was.
My eldest brother once told me about the sea of collective unconsciousness. I also helped him dive into it. Let’s imagine the existence of the sea of collective unconsciousness.
The depths of human heart are connected to the boundless deep sea
dive, dive, dive
The reality of the material world faded away from her at some point, and Elizabeth felt a strong falling feeling. When the falling feeling gradually subsided, the girl opened her eyes and found that she was already walking on the dark and lightless abyss.
The dark and waveless sea of death, the shining island of light, twisted and chaotic like a child's graffiti, and like the starry sky in an oil painting, as if a picture scroll was slowly unfolding in front of Elizabeth's eyes.
If Wu Ming could see this scenery, he would immediately recognize it as the scenery of the sea of collective unconsciousness.
arrive.
A flash of surprise flashed in Elizabeth's eyes, but something suddenly changed.
I don’t know how many years it’s been peaceful, but it’s still dark.
The sea of death and silence shook violently the moment she arrived, with ripples and tides.
The whole ocean boiled.
This pitch-black, waveless sea of death is actually made up of countless shadow monsters!
save us
Goddess
we don't want to die
The surging masses of ooze squirmed and changed, and the shadow monsters groaned in pain. Their ooze-like bodies changed, gradually turning into images that were sung and recognized by people.
Sacred and solemn gods, evil and cunning devils, weird goblins, intriguing monsters, cognitions that are remembered by people, cognitions that are forgotten by people. After a while, the entire sea of collective unconsciousness turned into a chaotic dance of demons, The scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night.
I'm not here to find you. The cute and silly smile on Elizabeth's face disappeared without knowing when, and was replaced by a maturity and stability that is almost impossible to see on weekdays. The real you have long since ended with the end of the old era. Today, you are already living in cognition. Phantoms in the world, you are just repeating the echoes they made before they died.
There was a little nostalgia and love in her eyes, but more of it was regret.
This kind of expression is completely unlike what the usually heartless Elizabeth would show.
I can't save you, sorry.
The sacred and solemn gods, the evil and cunning devils, the weird goblins, and the intriguing monsters all let out painful wails, and then countless cognitive images born out of fantasy collapsed into pieces and turned back into writhing shadow monsters. The silence merged with the dark sea beneath her feet.
Okay, now it’s time to get down to business.
Elizabeth sighed.
The blue-haired girl elegantly brushed her hair away from her ears, and her emerald green eyes seemed to be filled with lightning surging with extraordinary power.
bring it on! Let’s help Brother Wu Ming connect to the sea of primate thoughts!
The first is to find the tributaries of fanatical emotions.
