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Chapter 439: Why bother?

The girl with glasses pursed her lips tightly and said after a long time: "I will slowly change it, as long as I have enough power... Isn't that how you did it step by step? Why were you addicted to illusions? Don't you know?

"

"Ha... I am Gongsun Jiu in reality, but not only Gongsun Jiu. Because there are many checks and balances in the real world, but there are not here... There are only a few people who understand the truth of the world, and the whole world is their plaything." Xiao Xiao

Jiu slowly said: "Maybe you don't know everything, but he is your father!"

The girl with glasses opened her mouth, wanting to refute something, but Xiaojiu waved her hand: "No need to refute, I am you. Before refuting, ask yourself if you can deceive yourself."

The girl with glasses was silent.

As night gradually falls, the neon lights of Donglin City begin to flash again, the roar of the locomotive echoes faintly, and the noise and heavy metal music in the bar are heard again. Everything is like the familiar Donglin City, but at this moment everyone is silent

, because we know that behind this superficial similarity, there is a completely different core.

Xia Guixuan looked at the familiar hotel lights in the distance and lost interest in Room 404, which he had been looking forward to.

Xiaojiu turned around and walked into a branch road: "There is a slum city on the planet Donglin, and there are also slums in the main city. The problem of rich and poor has not been solved in the entire Great Xia. But in reality, Donglin is relatively better, because this is the front line, and the economy

It must not get worse. The original fat city lord was evacuated by Mo Xue and I. General Yue and the Soul Abyss Priest once rebuilt the system here, and the atmosphere was much better... Let me take a look at the slums in the game. What will happen after they are made real?

What kind of virtue has it become... I hope I guessed wrong."

Xia Guixuan followed silently with the maids on his left and right. Everyone knew why Xiao Jiu went to the city to go shopping.

Others' shopping is just shopping, while her shopping is like a politician observing the world.

After turning a few forks, the scene in front of you is like entering another world.

The loud music disappeared, the dazzling neon lights disappeared, and even the steel buildings changed.

Under the dim street lights, the dirty streets looked like bricks and shanties from hundreds of years ago, and the numb pedestrians looked like zombies under the night.

It's only a few streets away...

Not far away is a middle-aged man rummaging through rubbish in the trash can. His hands are both robotic arms, but they are not shaped like human hands. One hand is a drill and the other is a pliers.

So much so that he struggled to even dig through the trash. He pushed things away with his drill hand and picked up a beverage bottle with pliers.

Xiao Jiu walked up to him, and he seemed to have just discovered it. Looking at Xiao Jiu's military uniform, he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down: "Jun, Jun Ye..."

Xiao Jiu silently looked at the wrinkles on his face and asked in a low voice: "Did your hands get injured on the battlefield?"

"No, it's not..." The man swallowed and said carefully: "There are many people, but I..."

"What's going on with you?"

"The factory forced us to modify it for the sake of efficiency."

The air was quiet for a while, and Xiaojiu asked again: "Aren't there robots for this type of work? Why do we force people to change their hands like this?"

"Because robots are more expensive."

There was another awkward silence.

Xiaojiu continued to ask: "Are you retiring now or being laid off?"

"Layoffs."

"Because I'm older?"

"Because the production line has been changed, our transformation is no longer suitable. If we want to re-renovate, it is better to find younger people."

Xiaojiu clenched her fists tightly: "I forcibly modified your hands and drove them away because they didn't fit."

"Yes." The man answered one sentence after another. There was no fluctuation in his emotions and he was already numb.

"Why aren't you angry?"

The man looked at Xiaojiu's military uniform and said nothing.

Xiaojiu asked: "Are there many like you?"

The man suddenly laughed and looked around the streets: "Isn't it all? Including the soldiers who were injured in the war as you asked just now, they also live here. So the military master doesn't know everything, so why bother to do interviews every now and then?

, after asking this question, what kind of report will be published when we go back? Are laid-off workers optimistic about their lives? Veterans are full of vitality? Let’s build our home in Donglin together?"

Mawei Yan Wuyue in the distance stopped her emotional exchange with Sister Yu, and suddenly punched Sister Yu in the face: "Fuck you, you deserve to be called Yan Wuyue!"

Sister Yu covered her face and said nothing.

You Wu crossed his arms and said, "It seems like Zelt is much better than here."

Arguments suddenly came from the nearby building: "It's this time to go out again, don't think I don't know what you are going to do!"

A young girl's voice replied angrily: "I make more money than you, do you care?"

"...You should find a real job, there are many places hiring people."

"Like my mother, who got tuberculosis in the factory and was kicked out and coughed to death on the bed? Then I would rather choke to death while giving mouth to a stranger!"

"Bang!" The girl slammed the door and walked out.

My father shouted from behind: "You are trying to become a sex doll, you are worse than a prostitute!"

"As long as you have the money to give me a genetic injection, I can look better and don't need to wrap it in silicone to make a doll! Is it useful to fight for someone and lose my legs?"

The girl cursed and walked out of the corridor. She saw a few soldiers standing silently outside. She shrank and said with a sorry smile: "I, we... are not open today... there are so many people, I will die... Um, female

of?"

Xiao Jiu looked at this girl who was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and stretched out her hand to the side with an expressionless face, grabbing the girl with glasses: "You should be choked to death."

Xia Guixuan took out the cauldron and lit a fire underneath: "Destroy this world."

Ling Moxue also said: "Bake it, this idiot."

Naohua struggled fiercely in the cauldron: "I don't care about such details. Don't tell me that you will pay attention to the slums in Canglong Planet. What is the difference between you and me?"

"I can use people, but look at the stinky fish and shrimps you use?"

"Then what can I do? The only people I can deceive are those rich people who want to live forever!" Naohua struggled: "Besides, this is a virtual world, why are you so serious..."

"Now do you admit that this is a virtual world?" Xia Guixuan sneered: "You are the only one who still wants to replace our reality."

The bespectacled girl was being held by Xiao Jiu. She looked at Xiao Jiu's angry face and whispered: "Don't you have this in your world? This world is formed because a few people control it. He is also your father and what he represents.

After more than two hundred years of capital control, the so-called cyberpunk future that mankind in Daxia will create is just not as intense and prominent as this world."

"With this tone, are you giving up?"

"I haven't, I'm trying my best."

"But I'm already doing it." Xiaojiu unfolded the virtual light screen of his watch, which showed the intersection of the two worlds, the group of "coffins" under the Gongsun family's ancestral temple.

Gongsun Hui was shot in the shoulder and was bleeding gurglingly. He was guarded weakly by the soldiers. A group of soldiers swarmed in and were arresting other people involved in the Gongsun family.

"I have been hesitating when to start this change... Now this is the lead, there is nothing to wait for." Xiaojiu connected to the war command and whispered: "Gongsun Hui, Yin Yi rebelled, and will be imprisoned."

Additional interrogation, how many accomplices are there..."

Opposite me, Yue Guihong was silent for a moment and asked hesitantly: "Fellow party members?"

There is no partisanship in this matter... Your Majesty wants to expand it and implicate who?

Xiaojiu whispered: "You know what I mean by comrades."

Yue Guihong was horrified and moved: "Your Majesty... no, Marshal, this matter..."
Chapter completed!
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