Cyber Heroes

Viewed from a distance, Jayhawk City even looks a bit like a giant bonsai.

Yes, that's right, bonsai - a small number of tall plants in a small pot, and then the soil surface is covered with a thick layer of moss. Other than that, there is no clutter.

There are only "plants" and "moss", but no "plants in between".

In the entire Jayhawk City, there are five giant buildings with a height of more than 3,000 meters and an area of ​​more than 100,000 square meters. Apart from this, there are no buildings over ten meters in the entire city.

From a distance, it seems that only these five super buildings exist in Jayhawk City. The things above the ground are just garbage dumps.

Looking towards the mountain from a distance: "Oh, this is Songying City."

From the memories of those government officials, Xiang Shan also had a general understanding of the composition of these five buildings.

Among these five buildings, one belongs to the Grand Knight Commander of the Scientific Research Knights. Its nominal owner is Morgan Libeskind, a paladin of the Galapagos Temple. Although the paladin has never visited here, many of the laboratories bearing his name are located in such buildings.

The remaining four buildings are nominally the private property of the local lord Amilcare Zhao. More than 100 floors of these four buildings are for private use by the lords. In these buildings, there are vertical factories, giant fusion reaction equipment, weapons depots, barracks, and a large amount of personal living space.

The buildings below the 100th floor are open to public use, which is also the generosity of the lord.

Among these four buildings, the ground floor of one is used as a "government hall" for handling various civil activities.

Basically, they are things related to the grassroots such as "distributing welfare materials", "reporting someone for violating Dyson's principles" or "volunteer allegiance to the lord".

There is no real law in this era anyway.

The lower floors of the remaining three buildings were reduced to slums.

The reason is very simple. Although the lord opened the ground floors of these buildings, he was not essentially obliged to lay electrical circuits, water pipes, or even elevators in these places.

Of course, on the premise of not damaging the load-bearing structure of the building, people on the lower floors can lay it themselves.

But those people may not have the skills to be able to do such a thing.

The higher the floor, the more troublesome it is to go up and down the stairs, and the more expensive it is to transport supplies.

It can be said that there are still ordinary residents living below the twentieth floor. As you go up to the 20th floor, you get poorer as you go up.

Only people who are desperate outside would think of coming here to make a living.

Unfortunately, in this era, such people often belong to the "low transformation rate" group, or even "natural people".

People with low transformation rates have a fatal flaw compared to prosthetic people with high transformation rates - they will excrete a large amount of metabolic waste.

And the sewer pipes on the floor...maybe they were still useful a few decades ago.

In short, the higher you go, the more miserable it becomes.

Until after the ninetieth floor.

Zhang Xianchong mentioned vaguely in his memory that there were many gangsters and civilian martial arts stars living between the 90th and 100th floors of the three buildings.

These people have a high transformation rate and require very few resources other than electricity.

And living closest to the "protector" makes them feel infinite glory.

But these floors only maintain a superficial "order". The chaos inside is even worse than that of a fifty- or sixty-story super slum.

"A gangster..." Xiang Shan shook his head, cutting off Zhang Xianchong's "emotions".

As a person who yearns for "order", Zhang Xianchong has a strong hatred for these people. It was even difficult for Xiang Shan to tell how much of his contempt for these low-level gangsters came from his old-generation concepts, and how much of it came from Zhang Xianchong's "arrogance".

In Xiangshan's view, Zhang Xianchong's "order" is nothing more than a certain kind of "becoming strong" mentality. The naked ape's brain instinctively expects a powerful hero to appear.

His view of the chaos and evil of the lower classes was perhaps filled with the same prejudices which have persisted from primitive times to the present day.

Xiangshan often warned himself that this was a wrong idea. This idea is not correct. After all, morality can be defined by the strong. When "poverty" is considered a "virtue", the strong will even automatically take on the title of "poor" - after all, scientific knights are considered a symbol of "the virtue of poverty".

"After all, the strong now control the mouth of the weak in a physical sense..." Xiang Shan murmured in a low voice.

Cui Mu said: "Senior, what are you talking about? Do you have any orders?"

Xiang Shan shook his head: "No. According to the original plan, you go to the area around the Jayhawk Building first... I will leave for a while."

Xiang Shan said this and separated from the others.

The matter of "entering the city" is actually not difficult at all. The city does not have any walls or sentries. There are only a few patrolling warriors. The real security forces are all placed on the "private area borders" of lords and paladins.

Carrying weapons is no big deal, since the Dyson Principle does not prohibit anyone from possessing anything - as long as it is not stealing or robbing other people's belongings.

There is no inconvenience for these people in the city.

Xiangshan is not a nanny, so he is not responsible for everything.

Cui Shi nodded and said: "Okay senior, leave Junior Brother Youji and this little girl to us for the time being."

Xiang Shan waved his hand to let them leave, but then he remembered it and said, "One more thing, if you can find a family that is more... capable of fostering this child, just... write it down."

Cui Gu was a little embarrassed: "But...senior, none of us are locals. It's hard to find someone in such a hurry..."

"Just try your best to find it." Xiang Shan waved his hand.

To be honest, he was quite conflicted.

The little guy's brain defect may indeed require the help of rehabilitation therapy that has the same origin as internal strength. But Xiangshan is not sure whether there is any opportunity to legally perform this kind of rehabilitation therapy in this era.

Because it is difficult to distinguish this therapy from "cultivating internal strength" - the difference between the two lies in the thinking activities of the brain after the drug is injected.

Practicing internal strength is almost synonymous with "becoming a knight" and "giving up asylum".

But Xiangshan is not willing to take a child who knows nothing to fight.

Whether this is for the sake of the little girl or for myself. If you don't think deeply about the situation between yourself and the world, and just stay in the world like this, you will inevitably be shaken if you encounter any nonsense.

Zhang Xianchong is an example.

This is indeed a big problem.

Fortunately, this problem has not yet been resolved.

"Ah, one more thing. If you discover a large-scale mobilization of government power, or if you don't wait for me after three days, then don't wait." Xiang Shan waved his hand and walked alone in the city.

Xiang Shan was walking in the shadow of a super building. The building's shadow stretches across the entire block and beyond the city.

Xiangshan, on the other hand, lowered the priority of vision and felt the ubiquitous signals in the city.

These signals can be for civilian use, or of course for lord military use. The purpose of these signal base stations all over the place is to allow the entire city's army and warriors to form a huge military formation to surround and kill the knights when necessary. When necessary, the protectors can also paralyze the prosthetic bodies of most civilians with a command, ensuring that operations targeting powerful individuals will not cause accidental damage.

All civilians have the potential to become the eyes and ears of the government.

Xiangshan's will is rushing. A large amount of data is written into the chip, the registry is reset, and the MAC address is forged.

His consciousness sank into a space he had imagined. In this virtual space, network information will emerge in concrete form.

Online meditation room, open.

He is meditating, changing his way of thinking, transforming a corner of his thinking into the form of hypertext, incorporating it into a part of the network, and inserting the "abstract" feeling into the network supported by Boolean operations.

This is the "World Wide Web Meditation Method" - a more advanced internal strength training method than the HTML meditation method. In the interaction with the world's information, the practitioner's consciousness will change faster, closer to the form needed by a "hacker".

The "Internet Meditation Room" can be seen as an auxiliary program for meditation on the World Wide Web, which can play a certain protective role.

But Xiangshan is worried that the version of the online chat room he remembers in his consciousness is something that has been "completely eliminated."

This technique is definitely not "the older it is, the more powerful it is." The older the "Internet Meditation Room" is, the easier it is to lock its characteristics and the easier it is to crack.

Xiangshan was even worried that if he opened an online meditation room, the lord would directly know his exact location.

Therefore, he had to try it alone in a safe state.

Xiangshan felt his mind gradually become active. Saussure's domain, which had been dormant for a long time, was reactivated.

More internal skills emerged from the memories.

But in the next moment, an indescribable feeling arose in his consciousness.

It was as if there was an "invisible hand" blocking the transmission of his signal.

Immediately afterwards, a message cluster is sent. Everyone around Xiangshan was shocked at the same time, and then ran away screaming.

Xiangshan also blended into the crowd.

Because just now, everyone felt the same thing.

An idea appeared inexplicably in their minds.

"Why are you still using this ancient version of an online meditation room? Listen, if I weren't here, you would be dead!"

This matter may soon be known to the government. One has to be careful. Xiangshan wanted to respond, but he didn't know if this was a "bait" - if he responded, would he be further targeted?

Judging from what happened just now, the other party did not accurately send the information cluster to his prosthetic body.

But in the end, Xiang Shan cautiously replied: "Who are you?"