"That's it, please confirm and authenticate your personal account." The Metropolitan Police employee who arrived with the ambulance handed the tablet in his hand to Yuanye and asked him to sign.
Yuanye confirmed that the above statement was exactly what he said. He took a photo and signed it for the record, then handed the tablet back: "I've done it."
The Metropolitan Police employee in front of him looked quite old. He came with the ambulance. Seeing Yuanye rescuing the injured, he took the opportunity to record a confession.
"You can leave, but be careful on the road." The old employee waved his hand, indicating that Yuan Ye could leave.
"Can the injured person be saved?" Although Yuan Ye noticed that the injured person's heart had stopped beating before he was put into the ambulance, he still asked with a glimmer of hope.
"It should be dead. Of course, it can be saved. It can be directly dissected on site, the brain is taken out, and it is placed in a maintenance device. After that, whether it is directly transforming the whole body into a prosthetic body or directly using biotechnology to reconstruct the body, it should be done You can survive." The old employee said calmly, "But the person who lives here, do you think he can afford to pay?"
"When those private hospitals see the area where you seek help, and then see that you have not purchased relevant medical insurance in your personal account, or registered as a member of a medical association, they will not even send an ambulance." The old employee taught as a veteran Zhu Yuanye said, "Today you are still exposed to the light of this explosion. If it hadn't been for such a big accident, neither the ambulance nor I would have come."
"Let's not talk about whether the child has parents. Even if he does, he will probably complain that his child will not be able to survive even if he dies, leaving them with a high bill." The old employee said the reality in a cold tone.
"What about the person who caused this accident? Doesn't he need to be responsible? At least he has to pay some compensation, right?" Yuan Ye is still a little hard to accept. Although he has traveled through time for a while, he is still very concerned about some of the rules of this world. Difficult to accept.
"Oh, yes, you saw that person." The old employee patted his head and said, "I forgot to delete those words. People's brains become less bright when they get older. I really envy those upper-class people. , those who retain pure flesh can perform cell-level physiological maintenance once a week, and those who have integrated whole-body prosthetics don’t have to worry about this problem.”
"Although due to the news control, for you young people, extraordinary beings are just urban legends. The daily explosions in Tokyo's non-core six districts are just explosions caused by gas that can never be repaired." The old employee said As he opened the tablet, he skillfully retrieved Genya's confession and deleted all the parts about Tomohiko Uesugi in his confession, "But for older people, it has long been a semi-public secret, but knowing that What's the use? If I report it, I will be scolded and asked, 'Why do I write these reports that are obviously nonsense at a glance?' It's better to delete them directly. Ignorance is bliss."
"How could this be?"
"What era do you think this is? The 1960s?" the old employee said with a look of disdain. "It is already 2077. Even according to the theory of the bearded thinker, the current bottom class can no longer afford it. The upper level provides value, but the lower level itself does not represent advanced productivity and has not mastered the ultimate violence. It is natural for me to be reduced to this point." "I am more than a hundred years old and should have been buried long ago. It can only produce negative value, and the current job that can be completely replaced by AI is just a reward given by the upper class out of inertia and empathy. How can you say that you are being exploited?" The old employee said sadly, "Go home and do your homework, you are a righteous idiot who has never been beaten by society."
Yuan Ye was a little surprised. Although the old employee used swear words, he didn't feel offended. He just didn't expect that the old employee was so old. According to the old employee, he might even have participated in the Ying Dynasty. Zhou was a famous sport before Yuan Ye crossed over, and he was a real centenarian.
Inexplicably, Genya remembered her conversation with Arisu Kawaharu, that beautiful girl who only met her once at the station. She also discussed similar issues with her, but in the end she still didn't get any constructive answers. .
The vast number of people at the bottom suddenly no longer represent advanced productive forces after time travel. This fact made Yuan Ye, who grew up under the red flag and received corresponding education, feel a little uncomfortable, so much so that he wanted to ask the old employee, a possible "predecessor" Some thoughts about related matters were also extinguished, so I had no choice but to take this depression and set foot on the way back to the hotel.
——Speaking of which, what was the last thing the injured man shouted before he died.
As Yuan Ye walked, this question suddenly popped into his mind.
——By the way, he shouted "Help me, Mom".
——How could I even forget this?
Yuanye asked himself.
——Is it because I am subconsciously avoiding the word mother?
——It’s definitely a lie to say that I don’t miss my relatives, but I also know that the hope that I can return to my original world is slim. After all, I died saving people in my original world.
——That's why I pretend to be so generous. After all, the seniors in time travel are like this and adapt quickly. I should be like this too, at least I can't lose the face of the time traveler.
——What a strange mentality. You want to save face and suffer.
——But in the final analysis, this is just escape in another sense.
Yuan Ye used self-deprecation to adjust his mentality.
"In the end, what made me most uncomfortable since time travel was not the difficult reality or the threat of death, but just a simple call of mother." Yuan Ye smiled and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
——I am also a young person in the new era who has a strong sense of justice. Otherwise, how could I have died saving people in my previous life?
——I was able to die to save people in my previous life, but why did I become a coward after time travel? I still want to use Uesugi Tomohiko’s power to accumulate resources.
——How does that song go, "Without food and clothing, the enemy will come forward! Without guns or cannons, the enemy will make them for us!"
——If you want resources, kill the Black Dragon Guild's gang and then rob them from them. Why are you talking so much nonsense?
——Where did my decisiveness go when I killed the mechanical white clothes? Just because the mechanical white clothes are enemies that can be defeated casually, and the black dragons are huge monsters, are they timid? Just want to take a look at it?
——What a joke! I want to burn the Black Dragon Society to ashes!
Yuan Ye took a deep breath and gradually strengthened his thoughts.
——It is said that a villain takes revenge from morning to night, so let me be a real villain for once.
"In my hometown, there is a custom called the first seven, which means that the soul of the deceased will be reincarnated seven days after death." Yuan Ye murmured to himself, "Although I still don't know the existence and existence of the soul. No, but at this time, I am still willing to believe in its existence."
"So, within seven days, I will take off the head of Tomohiko Uesugi." Genya made this promise word for word.
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