The attack on the psychic signal tower of the border hospital was actually a temporary incident, or it could be said to be an accident.
It turned out that Dakini and his party of three arrived in the city on a high-speed train at less than two o'clock in the afternoon, disguised as a flight attendant who could not see any flaws.
The three people are all dressed in ordinary clothes.
The Dakini wore a white peaked cap. She looked like a mature beauty in her late twenties and less than thirty years old. She wore a gray hoodie, slim trousers, and was holding a suitcase in her hand.
Dr. Jin Meng, who was being escorted by her, was wearing a shirt, trousers, and a windbreaker. He wore black-rimmed glasses, a short gray beard, and his hair was messy, and the length of his hair hung down to his neck.
The two of them walked together, looking like a father and daughter, but Dr. Jin Meng, apart from his older appearance, still had bright eyes and high energy. After leaving the station, he looked around.
"Hey, I haven't been on a high-speed train in many years. Sure enough, no matter what era, train meals are always delicious."
Dr. Jin Meng said, "Let's go look for any food shops and make up for lunch before leaving."
Dakini chuckled: "We are already here. In another hour at most, we can go to the other side of Burma Mountain. By then, what kind of gourmet food doctor can't eat?"
Dr. Jin Meng smacked his lips and turned to look at the other person: "Mr. Leo, you two each have a rich background and a good status. Now the two of you together, walking with me, are still connected to the coalition government." In the fringe area, there’s no room for lunch?”
This Mr. Leo has high eyebrows and deep eyes, a hooked nose, and thin cheeks. His hair is shaved very short and close to the scalp, with only a layer of yellowing stubble. He is tall and wearing a blue sportswear and white. thick-soled sneakers.
From the looks of it, he could be in his twenties or in his thirties.
But his temperament was very calm, and he smiled easy-going and said: "Having lunch is not a big deal. Miss Dakini does not need to hold on to such a thing, and the doctor does not need to think about it because of such a thing. We don’t have enough strength.”
"Actually, the situation has changed in the half century since the Cataclysm. Now, the three parties in total can be said to be the most powerful forces in the world. The coalition government has expanded rapidly and has a large population, but compared with either of us, it cannot be said that It is a real advantage. With a doctor's perspective, he should have known it for a long time, so why bother asking for confirmation again and again?"
Mr. Leo waved his hand and said, "No more, it's just common sense. There's no point in emphasizing it too much."
Dr. Jin Meng laughed: "Mr. Leo is so calm, but it seems that I have lost my normalcy."
Dakini said at this time: "Doctors are first-class talents. To be honest, in addition to research on our own territory, we at Baye also have many talents who invest outside. I believe that Mr. Leo's organization's style of conduct is also Almost, among so many talents, only the result of your research, Doctor, is worth a trip for the two of us."
"The potential value of your achievement can be said to be immeasurable. Making any decision is extremely difficult for normal people. The doctor is just a little uneasy, but his self-cultivation is already very deep."
"Okay, let's just go and make up for lunch before leaving."
Dakini said, and added indifferently, "Mr. Leo, my surname is not Dakini, just like your surname is not Leo. You like to reveal only two words, but our customs are about our own The full name is more important.”
Mr. Leo didn't feel dissatisfied and nodded calmly: "I know, this matter is because my attitude is not correct enough."
The more he lost his temper, the more cautious the Dakini became.
Because this can only show that Mr. Leo is too confident in himself. Even if he is about to step into Baye's territory, he feels that he can escape at any time.
Only with this kind of confidence can we assume such a posture of not caring about everything.
If you just rely on your own identity and the power behind you, you think that Baye will not rashly break up with each other. Such calmness is actually still superficial.
The difference from Mr. Leo's self-confidence, which comes entirely from himself, can be seen at a glance.
With a calm face on her face, the dakini walked slowly with her suitcase in hand, letting the two people around her discuss where there might be delicious food. In fact, she was full of thoughts in her heart, just like the drizzle that bothered people.
Hachiyein has indeed invested in many talents outside its own territory. In fact, according to their original intention, it is best for these talents to be directly plundered on their own territory.
However, real talents have their own temperaments. If they are forcibly taken away, they will inevitably have some rebellious emotions, so they have to be half-monitored and half-supported to let them continue their research in their respective places.
Such investment has received some returns, but in the past few decades, the returns obtained from everyone else are far less than the value brought by Dr. Jin Meng.
After the people of the Eight Leaves Academy discovered that Dr. Jin Meng had researched the crystallized virus and was preparing to create a virus attack, Su Jialuo, the leader of the four mountain masters, immediately formulated a series of plans.
Secretly sending dakinis, openly sending envoys, visiting the coalition government for other reasons, raising additional troops, seizing the opportunity to occupy the five cities of Burma Mountain, etc.
It can be said that the preparation work just to obtain the talent of Dr. Jin Meng has already consumed a huge amount of resources, and they have also prepared the psychological expectation that after obtaining Dr. Jin Meng, they may start a local war with the coalition regime.
With such heavy expectations on his shoulders, Dakini suddenly discovered that there was another organization that had invested in Dr. Jin Meng, and had also received the news and sent important people to respond. Dr. Jin Meng.
At that moment, one can imagine the murderous intention and fear in the Dakini's heart towards Mr. Leo.
However, from the first second of meeting, she never found any flaws in Mr. Leo.
There has been no accurate information about the depth of this old antique who is rumored to hold an important position in the Promised Land for many years.
Dakini was not sure to take action, but Leo was very cooperative, giving in step by step, and seemed to have no objection at all to Dr. Jin Meng's visit to Baye.
This evolved into a situation where the three of them were traveling together.
However, the closer to Baye's territory, the more wary Dakini becomes about Mr. Leo. If he really wants to take action, this last stretch of the journey is the only chance.
"...Why, I think this restaurant is magnificent, why is it that the doctor didn't even go in to take a look, so he just shook his head?"
Mr. Leo smiled and said, "There is no problem with our identity. Since we have to make up for lunch, we should make up for it as much as possible."
Dr. Jin Meng shook his head: "You just want to have fun, so you can't go to a place like this."
"I know what kind of occasion the Doctor is looking for," said the Dakini.
She led the way, and the three of them went further and further away, gradually approaching the area on the edge of the city.
At this place, there are finally fewer three-dimensional projections criss-crossing the sky, suspension bridges and stairs, and even tall buildings.
Many of the surrounding buildings looked like they had been dilapidated in disasters. After simple repairs and stabilization, they were renovated and used to provide free accommodation for newly relocated people from other places. .
Wherever there are people, there is business, especially restaurants.
"Haha, you really know where I'm looking for."
Dr. Jin Meng smiled and pointed to a noodle shop, "Mr. Leo, the food in the restaurant may not be delicious enough. When people go there, they just buy the service and the price. We only come to eat, so it is better to be more arousing in a place like this. Human appetite.”
"Gene Era"
Mr. Leo looked at the spicy beef noodle sign surrounded by small colorful light bulbs. The fonts were all made of colorful cheap light bulbs. He nodded and said, "Then this one?"
The three of them walked into the store.
Not far from the door, there is a counter with several large pots containing offal, beef, sauces, and noodle soup. Next to the pots are several plastic boxes filled with stacks of tableware.
There are seven or eight robotic arms installed on the wall. They are not driven by psychic energy, but are just ordinary electric machines. Whenever the noodles, beef soup and side dishes are ready, there will be a robotic arm to pick up the bowl of noodles. , extending from near the ceiling to the guest table.
The stainless steel palm drooped and placed the tray with noodle bowls and side dishes firmly on the guest's table.
There were several customers in the store, but there was only one busy shop owner. He looked to be in his thirties. One hand was disabled for some unknown reason. He replaced it with a psychic mechanical arm. The mechanical structure was exposed, but he was very flexible and could roll out the dough. There is no mess when cutting meat or wiping sweat with a towel.
Dr. Jin Meng and the three of them ordered three classic set meals and sat down at a table near the inside.
Dakini shook his head: "After the establishment of the coalition government, the conquests in other regions were always made with high-sounding slogans such as civilization, human rights, and the rights of grassroots people to live, etc. In fact, today's science and technology are so advanced that the lives of their grassroots people have been reduced. It’s the same old tone.”
"That's actually because technology is not that advanced."
Dr. Jin Meng said, "Since the emergence of psychic technology, human science and technology has made explosive progress in many fields, but not many have truly spread to the field of life."
"Let's talk about the simplest topic of chef robots. More than three hundred years ago, someone wanted to create an intelligent robot with the level of a chef. But today, even your eight leaves have bionic prosthetics and intelligent machines. So high, if you ask them to cook, how many of them can orderly complete the entire set of banquet dishes from the raw materials to the color, flavor and aroma?"
While they were talking here, the guests next to them were unknowingly affected and ignored their specific topics.
No matter what Dr. Jin Meng said, it would not attract anyone's attention.
Mr. Leo said: "Actually, if there had been no catastrophe, doctor, do you think the current national technology would have developed to the level of comprehensiveness?"
"That's also impossible."
Dr. Jin Meng sneered, "Even after the catastrophe, human resources, technical foundations, and talent levels in all aspects are sufficient to support the rapid growth of scientific and technological levels in many fields. However, the popularization of psychic energy has caused extreme bias in human science and technology. division."
"Psychic energy is too mysterious, too unpredictable, and too powerful. It comes from the power of the soul and spirit. Once this kind of thing becomes popular, who wouldn't be interested in it, from a three-year-old child to a three-hundred-year-old man? But they can understand it clearly. Do you think that because of your mediocrity, you should study and use this kind of power in your boring life day after day?"
"No! They just think that since they already have this kind of power, they should urge scientists to develop technology that allows the public to become stronger. Everyone is mediocre, but their desires are very high-end."
Dakini deeply agrees: "These technologies with huge potential should only be in the hands of the elite, and let people like us make decisions."
Dr. Jin Meng said: "Elites are just self-perceived elites. If they only rely on resources obtained from birth and connections, they may appear to be outstanding, but they may not be stupid in reality."
Dakini seemed a little surprised: "Did the doctor not approve of our eight leaves?"
"Whether you agree or not is always relative. At least your ideas are much stronger than those of the coalition government who are determined to have their own way."
Dr. Jin Meng was pitiful, "Even if you have shortcomings, you are just repeating history. At least you will not create greater disasters. Like the coalition government... I will definitely stop them. The public should not hold dangerous things like psychic energy. They are harmless lambs, so why let swords and guns be put around them."
Dakini said calmly: "When the doctor reaches Eight Leaves, he will understand that we are by no means repeating history, we are creating myths."
Mr. Leo suddenly laughed.
The other two looked at him together.
Dr. Jin Meng said: "What is Mr. Leo laughing at?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I remembered something happy."
Mr. Leo glanced at the two people, coughed slightly, and said, "You two are very interesting. Well, the noodles are ready, let's eat the noodles."
As expected, three bowls of beef noodles were delivered. Dr. Jin Meng didn't ask any further questions and just immersed himself in eating.
The dakini picked up a quickie and looked at the other side.
Mr. Leo took two mouthfuls of noodles, looked at the garlic on the tray, threw the garlic into his mouth happily, frowned slightly, and soon relaxed it, revealing some surprise, and ate the noodles with big mouthfuls.
Dakini felt a little annoyed.
The owner of the noodle shop took a break, crossed his arms and looked around at the customers in the shop with a smile on his face.
I remember that six months ago, he was still disabled. Not only one arm, but also two legs hidden under the trouser legs were broken. He was about to die in the town, but suddenly their town was taken over by the coalition government.
The disabled people, orphans, and women in the town were all gathered together. After a while, he still had new legs and feet.
Although the nurse who gave him these legs and feet for free complained that they were just old and obsolete models, he can run and jump again, and his hands and feet are very strong. Not to mention how happy he is.
Later, he used these new legs to answer the call and came to the big city.
The city's restoration and expansion plan is carried out stage by stage. The immigrants in the past six months can only live in the fringe areas, but when the new area is expanded, they will be allocated housing.
The noodle shop owner has recently developed a crush on the girl next door. If he can get married before the housing is allocated, the house allocated by then will be much more cost-effective than the one allocated individually.
After a few more years of hard work, maybe I can get legs and feet of flesh and blood, and then I can have two more babies.
The noodle shop owner thought about it and touched his face a little shyly, unable to stop smiling.
Anyway, since the popularity of psychic energy, when Mars was developed and the second-generation liquid chip was replaced, the average life span of those implanted with the chip in infancy was more than 115 years old.
The noodle shop owner is only sixty now. He is still in his prime and can still live in good times.
Just when I was thinking about the girl next door, the girl next door came.
"Old cow!"
A woman in her forties with her shirt cuffs rolled up entered the store, "Are you free?"
"Today, a new group of people came to our district. They said they came from the south of Burma Mountain. Now they will be checked at the medical area first. The district discussed it and held a simple ceremony to let them have a meal. If you are free, then see how many more bowls of noodles your store can provide?"
The noodle shop owner thumped his waist and responded quickly: "Whenever I have time, I'll do it right away. I'll send it all to you if I get any extra."
"Okay, I have to inform the others, you... pay attention, don't be too tired."
The woman walked faster and hurried out the door.
Noodle shop owner: "Hey!"
In the store, the dakini put down the tachyon.
"South of Burma Mountain?"
There was fire in her heart, and she said angrily, "Tian'er and the others are doing whatever they want to eat, and they actually let people escape."
Dr. Jin Meng had already finished a bowl of noodles, sighed comfortably, shook his head and said, "Is he originally a resident of the five cities of Burma Mountain? Originally, as long as he stayed well, he could get it with a painless and minimally invasive surgery." To lose the psychic chip, you have to leave your hometown for this psychic power that can only be used to light a light bulb, so I say that if psychic power is given to the masses, it will be a disaster."
Dakini's eyes flickered and he said: "There should be a finished product of the crystallized virus beside the doctor, right?"
Dr. Jin Meng nodded: "Yes, there is, but we no longer have the kind of bionic robot you used to release the medicine around us."
Dakini said: "In this marginal area, there are too many opportunities to release medicine, and there is no need to sneak into those important occasions in human form."
Kaba!
Dakini broke one of his fingers.
The liquid metal surged and regenerated from the severed finger. The bionic skin covered it and it recovered instantly.
As for the severed finger, it just shook and swelled up. Many cavities appeared inside, and the outer film gradually shaped and changed color.
In three or four seconds, a severed finger turned into a little black cat.
Mr. Leo was surprised. In terms of bionic prosthetics, Baye was indeed the best.
The black cat swung its tail and meowed softly.
A severed finger can be transformed into a living creature. This method would have been an incredible magical power three hundred years ago.
This is the magical power created by technology.
Dr. Jin Meng took out a small glass bottle from his coat pocket, about the size of a knuckle of his thumb. Inside the rubber stopper, there was a little bit of brilliance sealed inside.
Like a group of tiny blue-purple fireflies.
The black cat bit the glass bottle with moderate force and walked out of the store.
All the customers and the owner of the noodle shop turned a blind eye to this elegant black cat.
This noodle shop is actually very close to the psychic signal tower behind the border hospital. The straight-line distance is not even more than two kilometers.
And after that bottle of crystallized virus is released in the psychic signal tower, through the resonance effect, people within a radius of three kilometers around the signal tower can be slightly affected.
The most terrifying thing about the crystallized virus is that as long as you are infected, even if the symptoms are mild at first, as long as the spiritual energy in the body continues to exist, the virus will continue to grow and the symptoms will deepen.
Unless the speed of psychic energy impact is far faster than the speed at which the virus can receive psychic energy, divide and reproduce, the virus can be expelled and annihilated in the air.
In other words, the current virus has almost no effect on psykers of the fourth level and above.
But enough is enough.
Even in this era, only about one in 200,000 human beings has reached the fourth level of psychic ability.
After the crystallized virus was released, the group of people who escaped from the five cities of Burma Mountain would definitely not be spared.
After the black cat left, Mr. Leo and Dr. Jin Meng each ordered another bowl of beef noodles. They ate it happily before paying and leaving the shop.
They continued walking toward the edge of the city.
Two minutes later, just when they were about to leave the city completely, Mr. Leo suddenly raised his hand and stood in front of Dr. Jin Meng, blocking the way.
'He really wants to take action!
'
Dakini suddenly pinched her knuckles and almost raised her hand to fight back at Mr. Leo, but within 0.01 second, she noticed another strangeness.
The gaze that was originally directed towards Mr. Leo suddenly stopped and turned forward.
In the old and uninhabited street ahead, some residential buildings had been broken off from the second floor many years ago, the tiles peeled off, and the walls were covered with moss.
A person emerged from the shadow of the broken building.
"Originally, I wanted to wait until you walked into the primitive jungle."
Guan Luoyang held a black cat in his hand and asked with a smile, "Is this your cat?"
