Cyber Heroes

"Ahahahahaha! Ahahahaha!" Willy was lying in Enoch's car, his eyes rolled up and he looked at the sky; "People! People! Hahaha... so many people... so fun... ah ah ah Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Trash." Enoch was extremely annoyed. He really didn't expect that Willy would be so helpless.

The Dyson Principles prohibit the production and sale of most addictive substances. Once violated, you will lose your protection. Ethanol is allowed for personal use, but when it is used for non-power purposes, the intake is strictly limited to no more than 0.3% of the body weight.

However, some good things that are "physiologically non-addictive" can still be sold.

For example, directly breaking through the brain-machine barrier, injecting testosterone, and simultaneously stimulating the brain with electric current.

It is said that this is also a tradition and has existed since the emergence of Dyson's Law. Traditional men would choose to play like this after playing a martial arts game or watching a competition.

Enoch especially liked this one. Before he reached puberty, he became a heavy machine. Logically speaking, he has no organs that secrete testosterone at all, and he doesn't even have many parts [such as bones and muscles] that need to be regulated by testosterone.

Normally, he should never have a concept of the "opposite sex" throughout his life.

Enoch will never forget the day when he first received this kind of service from a technician. As the tube of liquid entered his brain, he felt like he was on fire. It was a feeling he had never felt before, and he didn't know how to describe it. The chaotic currents released by his biological brain confused his mechanical body.

have no idea……

There is an urge, as if I want to destroy this body and break out of the cocoon.

He didn't even remember how he got back to town that day. He should have crashed something. At that time, Yulia scolded him. The instinct in his genes told him that he wanted to enter Yulia's database...or something else. He wanted to visit... wanted to...

It must have been that shot of medicine that drove him crazy.

Therefore, Enoch especially understood Willy's current situation. The poor guy has no money, so maybe he has never experienced anything like this?

Enoch has spent a lot of money at service stations over the years. Even when he brought Willy here this time, he didn't feel too distressed. His dream, besides "being with Yulia", is to become a "regular customer" of the service station owner. It is said that the service station owner still has some image research materials on humans from the old era. That thing is very mysterious, and only a few regular customers can see it.

He wanted to join those people...

"Bang"!

A hollow sound.

Enoch was a little annoyed. Although he has no tactile sensors, other sensing devices are quite sensitive. His driving system showed that he suddenly had about two hundred kilograms of weight on his body. Combined with that voice, there was only one answer.

He was caught again by the roller coaster.

Rollers are a group of gangsters, villains and hooligans. Most of them have nothing to do and make a living by running errands for people. Enoch never thought this was serious work. Most of them couldn't afford a serious powertrain, so they relied on a vacuum cup, a set of chains, and a bunch of pulleys to get their ride.

Every transporter hates these parasites that cling to people at every turn.

Enoch pulled up the map and began to recall the surrounding routes, trying to find a bend—preferably a sharp turn so that he could throw the roller skater out neatly.

In this case, even if the roller coaster is thrown to death, it will not violate Dyson's principle. The behavior of the roller coaster itself is "the unauthorized use of the owner's materials without the owner's consent"-here specifically refers to "fuel". Although this kind of behavior will not cause the roller skater to lose his "asylum", this kind of behavior is not worthy of asylum. If the owner's counterattack results in the death of the roller coaster, the owner will not lose his "protection".

But then, there were a few "dang-dang-dang" sounds. The suction cup seemed to have detached and then reattached itself to his body. Each time, the suction cup lands a little further forward.

——What the hell?

Enoch was startled and braked quickly. A black figure rushed in front of him. Willy's body was thrown out of the car almost at the same time and fell to the ground with a thud. Then he turned the left wheel forward and the right wheel backward, making an emergency turn.

But a suction cup was already on the front of his car.

With the sound of the winch tightening, a short silver prosthetic body with four hands approached: "Hey, dear friend Enoch, stop the car, okay?"

The man's voice was very gentle. Enoch originally wanted to swing the front of the car and hit it, but the other party's movements stopped his thoughts.

A half-meter-long gun barrel was pointed at the area where his biological brain was.

This is a modern firearm powered by electromagnetism. It can fire several rounds before the recoil pushes the muzzle away. These bullets are like an incoherent alloy spear, enough to tear open the shell of a civilian machine like his.

Enoch was so nervous that the engine made a whining noise: "Mr. Leif... I'm sorry, I... I just didn't recognize you!"

He knows this guy. This man's name is "Leif", and he lost his "asylum" because of murder many years ago.

Losing your "sanctuary" is a terrible thing. This means that anyone who kills you will not lose your asylum. The lord and the warriors under his command will not stop anyone from killing you.

On this basis, if you do anything that conflicts with the "Dyson Principle", the lord will issue a wanted order for you.

In other words, losing "asylum" does not mean "death", it just means that the world's most violent group will no longer prevent others from killing you.

Whether it's homomorphic revenge, blood revenge, or something else, it's all up to you.

In this situation, the thugs who can survive are all capable.

Killing someone who has lost their asylum does not result in losing the protection of civilization.

Therefore, on the periphery of the city, in various settlements, "civilization and order" still existed.

However, in the wilderness far away from the city, savagery is the theme.

After losing their shelter, the thugs came to the wilderness to escape pursuit and killed each other there.

Then, they hug each other for warmth and lick each other's wounds.

This is "thug".

Most of the thugs who could survive there were warriors, and no matter how bad they were, they knew how to use both hands of martial arts.

This is an existence that ordinary people cannot afford to offend.

Enoch even knew the thug before him. This guy's prosthetic body is very short, less than 1.5 meters tall, but very stocky. The bright red "Z" mark on his head is his license to act unscrupulously.

He had seen this man at a service station. However, Leif, who retained more biological organs, never enjoyed services with large machines like Enoch. He usually goes to another one next door. Enoch never dared to provoke these thugs. Only once, Leif had a sudden idea and went to the service station of the heavy machinery and gave his brain an injection.

"Vulgar! False! Nothing more than exciting!" Leif said after being in a trance.

Enoch was in the parking space next to Leif at the time. He bravely spoke: "Yeah."

That's all the friendship the two have, it's all in the service station. Sometimes, Leif would come to the service station here to give his brain a shot of testosterone, and then use electrodes to stimulate his brain with a few milliamps. But this was limited to Leif's own interests. Enoch was also very attentive to this strong man. If two people happen to be next to each other, while the electrical signals in the brain are still rushing around, Leif will occasionally chat with Enoch casually, talking about the murders and arson in the wilderness.

Whenever this happens, Enoch feels that he is something extraordinary. Although these thugs have lost the protection of civilization, they are still alive. Some of them are still living a cool life and are strong people.

And being able to chat with such a powerful person makes me a lot better than the townspeople.

Facing Leif, he really didn't dare to be disrespectful at all.

"Mr. Leif, what are you doing in the city this time?" Enoch desperately adjusted the parameters of his voice generator, trying to sound more obedient: "Didn't we see you when we were playing at the service station just now? ?Didn’t say hello to you?”

"Oh, dear brother Enoch, if you say this, it will make people think that I came to the city just to enjoy the service." Leif nodded his forehead: "Our boss can also check the memory. Are you doing harm? me?"

"I...I..." Enoch felt that his clutch was opening and closing abnormally, and he was very uneasy.

If it weren't for his acquaintance with Leif, he might have been scared out of his wits.

"Don't be like this, don't be like this, friend." Leif took off the suction cup affectionately and patted the front of Enoch's car: "It won't hurt to talk to people like me who have lost the protection of civilization. Don't be afraid. .”

"Losing asylum" is just "losing asylum". Human citizens have no obligation to kill these thugs, nor do they have any obligation to stay away from them. You are free to treat them how you want - this is really "whatever you want", you can kill them, deceive their private finances and not leave any negative comments, doing business with them is Yes, it is allowed to be friends with them.

Some thugs with high self-control skills will also come to the city. They do face a variety of attacks. But if others want to kill them, they must also consider the issue of "cost."

Thugs come into town for shopping, repairs and services.

Of course, they will also ask for information.

These thugs also have to follow some rules. For example, they cannot easily attack settlements protected by lords. They were able to survive only because the lords and other "warriors" believed that they were not guilty enough and that the cost of hanging them would be too high.

But once a certain limit is exceeded and the lord feels that they "should be killed," then these thugs are doomed.

They occasionally attack individuals in the wild, hiding themselves in the process. They would never attack a sheltered settlement.

But when a settlement loses the protection of civilization... haha.

"Brother Enoch, I just heard something, a very interesting thing." Leif smiled: "I remember that you are from the recycling town, right?"