"It seemed like I was being watched all the time. When I needed help urgently, the answer was delivered so accurately. Is the host Anthony Garcia? Otherwise, why would Bobo have a decryption program in his body? Is he still alive? And he is always paying attention to my actions? What does the Crack Kingdom refer to?" Munch felt that the hairs all over his body stood up, and his mind began to overflow, and one question after another made it difficult for him to breathe.
He knew that no one could answer his questions. He looked around angrily, looking for the eyes hidden in the space, but there was nothing. He clenched his fists with both hands, and the more he thought about it, the more helpless he became. He felt like he was in a bottomless whirlpool, dragging him deeper and deeper... Munch could no longer control it, and smashed hard against the console in front of him. A few times.
"Xiao Meng, venting violence cannot solve the actual problem at hand..." Bobo stopped running the decryption program and appeared on the console panel in the form of a combination of codes, trying to stop Monk from harming himself.
Monk let out a long sigh, pulled out the radio's FM control panel from his arm again, and kept turning the control shaft until the control panel made an error due to excessive operating pressure, and he couldn't hear the sound he wanted to hear.
Bobo calmly synchronized the image of the mechanical heart to Munch's arm device. "Now that we know the three key components of the mechanical heart, how about we try in this direction. He implanted it in my body." The decryption procedure naturally has its own reasons." When Bobo spoke, he deliberately used a gentler tone and at the same time avoided Anthony Garcia's name.
After venting, Munch has calmed down a lot. He understands that there is no way out now. Even if he is in a whirlpool, he can only keep swimming forward. He walked out of the secret room and came to the mechanical arm on the wall, letting the cold water wash his face. When his mind was completely restored, he called a water drop truck and set the destination as: Cyber Recycling Center. The time showed morning 10:47.
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The Cyber Recycling Center is the city's largest waste disposal center. It integrates functions such as stacking, decomposition, burial, and reuse. It is referred to as the Cyber Center, but the public prefers to call it a "waste dump."
Since the dominant wind direction in Tozcana City is northeasterly, in order to avoid the toxic substances produced affecting the lives of residents in the main city, the site was specially selected in the southwest suburbs, in the small town of Dal, about 400 kilometers away from the main city. The city of Wari, which is close to the Cyber Center, has protested to the Tozcana city government more than once. However, because it only has three parasitic towers, the huge disparity in strength made the protests sound like the wings of mosquitoes.
The street scenes on both sides receded rapidly, and the comfortable wrapping feeling of the sofa made Munch feel sleepy quickly. His eyelids unconsciously lowered. After a few minutes of struggle, he chose to give up, leaned back, and fell into a deep sleep. Go to sleep.
About forty minutes later, Bobo woke up Munch and told him that the transmission signal of the surveillance screen had failed in the room in the Watson Building. Munch rubbed his eyes with his hands and didn't pay attention. Watson Building often has various problems due to unstable power supply, strong radiation interference from parasitic towers, etc. He has long been accustomed to it.
The air monitoring instrument mounted on the water droplet car sounded a slight alarm. Monk clicked on the details and found that the content of heavy metal elements, particulate matter, sulfides, etc. in the air outside the car had increased significantly, and the monitoring values were close to the critical value for safe living.
Through the car window, a pyramid-like building complex appeared on the distant horizon. Munch counted nine buildings in total. It is huge and is shrouded by a larger transparent dome, almost blocking the parasitic tower in Wari City further away.
Bobo introduced to Monk: "The pyramid building is not surrounded by a physical enclosure, but just several different layers of shielding fields. A layer of vacuum field is used to block toxic gases emitted from inside the yard; a layer of nanofiltration field, Used to block floating particles in the air; a layer of shielding magnetic field to eliminate possible radiation pollution.
The nine pyramid buildings correspond to the nine major waste areas of the cyber center, including the biological waste area, metal waste area, domestic waste area, organic composites area, and special independent area for implants..." It has not been completed yet. After the partition introduction, Munch impatiently chose to skip it and stopped listening to Bobo's nonsense.
Several transport airships appeared in the sky, with the logo of the Tozcana City Environmental Protection Bureau affixed to their bodies. The yellow-brown flight trails split the complete sky, and the harsh engine roar made the water-drop truck's soundproof windows almost lose their effectiveness.
When the airship flew over, a group of ragged pedestrians on the road first danced and celebrated with their hands raised, and then moved towards the Cyber Center like a tide.
A group of children nearby, unaffected by adults, surrounded an old mechanical dog in the middle. The mechanical dog curled up and turned into a football, rolling flexibly under the child's feet. The children chased the football and looked happy.
The water drop car gradually slowed down and finally stopped at the entrance of the gate. Munch opened the car door, and the pungent smell hit his face, making him cough several times. "It's a good thing I didn't bring Bain here." Munch muttered to himself.
In front of him, four curved steel keels lifted up a pattern consisting of two arrows, front and back, with white liquid circulating in the arrows. In the center of the pattern, "Cyber Loop Center" is written in large black characters.
About 50 meters away from the left side of the gate, there was already an endless queue. Munch recognized that several of them were people he had just seen on the road, raising their hands and dancing.
Monk skipped the crowd and walked directly into the login hall. The login hall is the "clean and dirty zone" of the cyber center. After logging into the lobby and going through a series of inspections, you have the opportunity to enter the interior of the cyber center and come into contact with all kinds of garbage.
At the same time, in order to ensure the public’s right to know the treatment methods, transportation routes and final destinations of toxic and hazardous substances, the real-time situation of the internal waste dump is scrolled on the wall in front of the entrance of the login hall.
The screen was showing a picture of the "Metal Waste Area" stockyard. The square stockyards formed a continuous grid, filling the screen. Each yard is surrounded by high-voltage grid walls and high-energy searchlights at each corner, illuminating the interior. Workers in orange work clothes shuttle back and forth like ants among the mountains of scrap.
There was a row of calling devices on the left side of the login hall. Monk entered his identification code and then filled in a name in the calling column. While waiting, the queue on the left side of the door suddenly became restless.
Curious, Munch walked to the door and looked out, and found that in front of the team, a previously closed window was slowly opening. A blue scanning area was activated in front of the team, and the crowd stepped into it one by one. The person who passed the scan became emotional and ran towards the transport truck parked in the distance...
"What are you looking at? Are you so excited?" A young man wearing a red protective suit put his hand on Munch's shoulder from behind, and an obvious sour smell wafted over. Munch turned his head slightly, saw the unlit cigarette held between the man's fingertips, and then pointed at the people queuing up in front for scanning.
"Hey, those people are all scavengers, commonly known as garbage rats." The man's expression was as complex as Munch's. "The Cyber Center needs to receive countless amounts of municipal waste every day. Just ordinary stacking, decomposition, and burial work consumes a lot of manpower. This does not include the decomposition and reuse of implants that require a certain level of technology. The heavy work has caused huge losses. There is a manpower gap, and garbage rats emerge as the times require.”
Seeing the confusion on Munch's face, the man did not rush to explain, but led him inside. "Come on, let's go inside and sit and chat."
The man's name is Tyrese Jones, and he is the person Monk is looking for this time. He was tall and his features were as sharp as a knife. In the waiting area of the login hall, he found two seats. He motioned for Munch to sit first, and he took two glasses of water and brought them to Munch.
"Tyrese, what happened to the garbage rat?" Munch couldn't tolerate any doubts in his mind. Once they appeared, he wanted to solve them immediately.
Tyrese picked up the water glass, took a sip, and then slowly said: "Most of them are residents of Dal Town. As you know, this place is too far from the main city, and the distribution of supplies cannot keep up. Exploitation, even less can be distributed to the residents. Many people are so hungry that they have no choice but to survive, so they voluntarily participate in garbage cleaning work. Because they are not regular employees, they do not have protective clothing..."
Opening the magnetic ties at the cuffs to reveal the white soft lining, Tyrese continued: "The protective suit like mine can isolate more than 95% of harmful substances, and the internal shock-absorbing layer can At the critical moment, save your life.”
The surface of the red protective clothing is covered with a thin film, which reflects little spots of light under the illumination of the hall lights.
"Workers without protective clothing are basically going to die, and they are often sent to the most risky areas. When they step into the scanning area, they tacitly agree to bear any consequences, even death. Even so, once a new transport boat arrives, , the surrounding scavengers still swarmed in. In their opinion, surviving is better than starving to death."
"The vast majority of them can only do the most basic work of stacking and burying. If they work for 8 hours, they can get 10 domain yuan... They are like rats living in garbage, with no tomorrow." Tyrese handed over his hands The smoke was turning back and forth, and his tone was full of helplessness.
"For them, the Cyber Center has a special benefit. After working for 400 hours, they can select a piece of garbage that has passed the inspection from the yard for free and take it home."
Munch's mind immediately flashed to the children chasing the mechanical dog, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the scavengers dancing with their hands raised, and also understood the endless queue at the door. Because those people in line are working hard to survive and they have no choice.
"Stop being sentimental! What's the difference between us and them? It's just that we are a bunch of rats wearing clothes." Tyrese glanced at the big screen next to him. On the screen, the workers' orange overalls blended in with the garbage. "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
"Help me find these things." Monk pulled away from the emotion just now, and then pulled out the required parts list from his arm and displayed it in front of Tyrese, including the three key parts and some military-grade parts. Hydraulic bearings, high-precision gears, etc.
After reading it, Tyrese looked nervous, pulled Monk to an unmanned corner outside the login hall, and whispered: "Many of the items on this list are special consumables for the military. What are you looking for these things for? "
"Don't worry about it, don't ask, just help me find it." Monk stared into Tyrese's eyes, "Just like I helped you."
After a brief silence, Tyrese lit the cigarette in his hand that was slightly deformed by rubbing it, and said with a wry smile: "You are not allowed to smoke inside."
Taking a deep breath of cigarette and looking back at the tall buildings behind him, Tyrese said seriously: "It seems that we can only sneak into the tenth restricted area this time."
