Ember Gun

  Chapter 609 Carrier

  In the morning, there are constant noises. An adult complains endlessly in his ears, then there is a slight noise in clothes, and then the iron bed starts to shake.

  Lorenzo closed his eyes and tried not to let this messy thing disturb his exquisite meditation. He lay flat on the bed with his hands folded, like a deceased who was bathed in holy light and died.

  After a brief shaking, Lorenzo could hear a panting sound. This guy may have slipped and stepped on the wrong position.

   stepped on the air and exclaimed, and this exclamation completely broke Lorenzo's tense nerves.

  "Kestrel, can't you just roll and go to sleep?"

  Lorenzo red eyes, glaring at his new roommate.

   "Huh? But only the warehouse is left."

  Kestrel was wearing pajamas, one hand was on the railing, the other hand was still reaching his back and scratching his back, his face was not awake, his hair stood up, and he didn't understand what Lorenzo was talking about.

   "Are you praying?"

  He pointed to Lorenzo's folded hands, wondering if there was something wrong with these religious believers, and they were still praying after lying on the bed.

  In Kestrel's view, the bed is a rare haven. In addition to sleeping, everything is sacrilegious to the bed.

It's a pity that Lorenzo didn't know the Kestrel's inner thoughts. If he knew, he would cry and cry and complain that the cleansing agency had turned people into ghosts. The Kestrel had been numbed like this.

  Actually, Lorenzo sighed, wanted to scold but couldn’t.

  Kestrel completely ignored him, opened the closet on the side, put on a change of clothes, and scratched his head hard to make himself look pretty good.

  Lorenzo also got up and got out of the quilt. Only then did he find that the guy was already dressed, which made the Kestrel startled and couldn't help asking.

   "You are like this at home?" Kestrel was surprised again and again, "Is this Mr. Holmes? Even sleeping is fully armed."

   "Are you worried about being embarrassed in your pajamas when you are attacked?"

   Hearing the Kestrel’s voice, Lorenzo only felt a headache. He had known that he would be thrown at the Maruri port.

   "I got up early!" Lorenzo replied, "I just want to lie down quietly."

  He sat on a chair beside him, looked at the **** bunk, and then at this not too big dormitory. There was a rustle of fans above his head, which made Lorenzo's mood even more irritable.

  This is the dormitory arranged for him by Arthur, the perpetual pump located deep underground in Old Dunling.

  Lorenzo strongly requested that he be given a private room, but Arthur said that in this horrible place, there is a lot of money, so that he should not pick too much...Lorenzo suspected that he was targeting himself.

   "What are you doing today? Also check those large Geiger counters?"

   Lorenzo asked.

This is the third day he has lived in. With the arrival of the Nine Summer Anonymous, they began to further transform the old Dunling. On the old Dunling’s large Geiger counter, when excessive erosion is detected, the antimemetic weapon will be triggered to reverse the erosion of the entire area.

  I don't know how effective it is, but it is much more efficient than the previous method of eliminating organs.

  Lorenzo still remembers the cumbersome steps of cleansing the organs, the areas left by erosion will be judged by them as contaminated areas, and isolations of varying lengths will be carried out.

   "Well, idle is also idle, I have to find something to do."

  Kestrel has completely turned into a toil, and when it comes to words, he himself has begun to get used to it.

  Looking at the conscientious Kestrel, Lorenzo was deeply moved for a while, and then said, "Can you please stop me? I am not your employee."

   "No, you must go!"

   "Why! Just because you work overtime, do you find it uncomfortable to see me idle?" Lorenzo cried, and it took him three days to realize that he didn't need to do this.

   "Anyway, you have nothing to do in your spare time. Rather than wandering around here, you might as well do something meaningful, okay!"

  Kestrel pulled Lorenzo, in line with his own bad life, and the idea that he couldn't make others feel better, he acted with due diligence, and said that he had to take Lorenzo with him.

  In the midst of their dispute, someone knocked on the door of the room.

  The two stopped fighting, arranged their clothes, and then opened the door with serious faces.

   "Yeah, good morning," Eve leaned against the door, glanced at the Kestrel who was opening the door, and then at Lorenzo sitting in the chair in the house. She asked, "So who of you won?"

  The soundproofing of the dormitory is not good.

  ...

  The elevator slowly moved up, the shadow of the drop fell on the face, and there was a burst of light and flickering.

   Eve sneezed, and the old dust floated back and forth in the air with the movement of the machinery.

  Lorenzo breathed. The surroundings were quiet. No one spoke, waiting for the elevator to reach the ground. After a while, the iron fence was pulled to both sides, the iron door opened, and the dazzling sunlight poured in.

   "Let's go."

  Kestrel pushed Lorenzo from behind, but Lorenzo still failed to catch him and was forced to work.

"Good morning!"

   A crisp voice sounded, and in the dim light, Lorenzo could see someone waving at them, and the other person was speaking non-standard Western language, which sounded quite interesting, just like a child learning English.

  Sao Liangxi and Shao Liangye have been waiting here for a long time. The work these days has been assisted by both of them. Therefore, Lorenzo and the two unfamiliar Jiuxia people are more or less familiar.

  Rod stood beside them. As an interpreter, he didn’t need to do much. Sometimes he felt like a dispensable passerby. He felt very bad about it.

   "She said good morning."

   Rod said timely.

   "I know, I know." Lorenzo responded with a smile. He did not understand some of Liangxi's words, but for reasons such as context, Lorenzo could guess what she said.

  Kestrel looked at the silent Shao Liangye and saw the iron box he was carrying.

   "Is this today?"

   "Hmm." Shao Liangye responded simply. Like Zuo Tang, he didn't talk much.

  Don't do much small talk, the iron snake has already stopped aside, a few people boarded the iron snake, rumbling, and marching towards the target.

The expressions of everyone in the carriage were different. Lorenzo was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. Eve sat on the other side and looked down at the mission report. She became more dedicated, and seemed to be ready to accept it. Arthur's training has become the next generation of cleansing institutions.

  I don’t know if she should congratulate her on finding her way in life, or if she strayed into the den of thieves.

  Kestrel stared, he was actually very sleepy, and he was ready to make up for it on the road. Shao Liangye put his hands on his chest, bowed his head and kept silent.

  Lorenzo opened his eyes slightly, observing Shao Liangye.

  After a few days of getting along, he thought that Shao Liangye, like Zuo Tang, was a guy with indifferent personality, but soon he discovered that things didn't seem to be the case.

This is like an anonymous code. They make their behavior like antimemetic, completely closed, making it difficult for ordinary people to pry into their thoughts and judge their behavior, so these guys have a cold face, as if they have no emotions. Same.

  This is their disguise.

  But there are also some anonymous names that don’t seem to care much about them, such as the chattering guy.

   "Hey! What is Rod!"

   "Rhodes! What is that again!"

  卲liangxi is completely unnamed as it should be. Everyone in the carriage is full of murderous aura, as if going to Xiacheng District to make a day, but she is the only one who seems to be really traveling and has been calling the tour guide.

  Rod also looked helpless. He, the translator, didn’t say that there was no use for him. He trained so hard for so long, but in the end he wanted to be a tour guide? What's more sad is that he doesn't seem to have the right to refuse.

   "This is... that is..."

  Rode explained to Miao Liangxi, looking at her curious eyes, sometimes Rod felt that all this was not so bad.

  I think of myself when I was in school. Like her, I am full of curiosity about a foreign country.

  The two of them have become outliers in this small team. When others are carrying antimemetic weapons with serious faces, they are traveling, and when others are putting defensive measures, they are experiencing local customs.

  Well, in fact, Lorenzo doesn't hate this. Thanks to this kind of existence, the team has a little bit of anger, rather than a pool of silent stagnant water.

  More importantly, Lorenzo also likes this. He likes the way it is not very serious now. If he can, he hopes that this will continue.

  The more leisurely, the more it means that there is no disaster, everything is peaceful, not beautiful.

  But everyone knows that this is just an illusion. The storm is gathering in the depths of the clouds, waiting for the day when it detonates completely.

  The iron snake stopped, the door opened, and the slightly cold wind rushed into the carriage, waking up the sleepy Kestrel, causing his body to tremble.

   "There are not many tasks today, just install the large Geiger counter here with antimemetic weapons." Eve said with the task list.

  Lorenzo walked out of the carriage, the gloomy sky collapsed, and the sun fell from it, just flashing in front of him, making him unable to open his eyes for a while.

  The line of sight soon became clear and became a familiar appearance.

   Dilapidated buildings, **** everywhere, and homeless people hiding in the corner, peeping at a few people, the familiar smell floating in the air, and Lorenzo actually felt like going home in a trance.

   "Where is this...?" Biao Liangxi asked, and she never thought that there would be such a filthy place under the light of the old Dunling.

  "Xiacheng District," Rod explained, "you can understand that this is the garbage dump of Old Dunling."

  For the Xiacheng District, he could not give a proper explanation, so he could only make Shao Liangxi understand it reluctantly.

   "It's been a long time, it's still like this here."

  Kestrel also stepped out of the carriage, and said with a bit of nostalgia.

  Unlike the rapid development of the old Dunling, a place like Xiacheng is unattended. No matter how the city is iterated, it still looks like a rundown.

  I’m back here now, it feels quite strange, Kestrel got up in such mud.

   "Let's go, Lan Jade is waiting for us." Eve said.

   "Blue Emerald?" Lorenzo was taken aback, "Isn't this under the control of Shrike?"

  "Shrike is still lying in the hospital, and it was temporarily handed over to Lan Jade to take care of it." Eve explained.

   "Wait a minute, the shrike in the dignified down town area has become a woman like this. Is it really reasonable?" Lorenzo said quickly.

"Do you really think that in the entire Xiacheng District, apart from Shrike, there is no person who cleans the organs?" Eve looked at him helplessly, "Do you think Shrike was going to Jihai with you during this period of time. In the past?"

  "The entire Xiacheng District has always been under the control of the decontamination agency. The forces of the Shrike here are not so much a gang, but rather a decontamination outpost disguised as a gang."

  Kestrel also explained at this time.

  Lorenzo no longer speaks much. Since encountering a monster, he has rarely come to Xiacheng, let alone touch these things.

After going round and round, a few people came to the outpost along the dark roads all over the lower city. It is also located underground. The upper area is the Shrike’s casino and office. Lorenzo did not expect that he was in contact with this secret organization. The distance is so close.

The number of people in the outpost is not large. Most of them are scattered in the Xiacheng District, monitoring the movements of the various gangs in order to prevent them from causing any major disturbances in the Xiacheng District. In the center of the underground space is a large Geiger counter that operates quietly. It's like a giant mechanical copper pillar that runs through the entire space.

  A steady and gentle ticking sound can be heard. It seems that everything is normal, and it is the first time that Lorenzo has observed this thing so close.

   "Can I touch it?" Lorenzo asked.

   "Whatever you want."

  Lan Jade, who had been waiting for a long time, said that her arm injury was not healed, and she was tied with a thick bandage, but compared to the bedridden Shrike, she was already lucky.

As a qualified overseer, Eve stood by, watching and recording something. Kestrel fell aside and was lazy. Only then did Lorenzo understand why this guy had gone through such a high-intensity work and he didn't die suddenly. reason.

  Sao Liangxi and Shao Liangye also showed their due professionalism at this moment. They clanged around the mechanical copper pillar, opened the heavy iron box, and took out the precision objects.

   "Is that an antimemetic weapon?"

  Lorenzo stroked the cold copper pillar expression and asked them.

   "Well, to be precise the carrier of antimemetic weapons."

Shao Liangye finally stopped being silent, explaining the principle of this weapon to Lorenzo.

   "So... what started it?"

  Lorenzo is very curious. For many people, this thing is considered a black box technology. After the encounter with the sea of ​​silence, Lorenzo became more and more curious about this thing.

   "'Trigger'," Shao Liangye said, "The carrier is a firearm, and antimeme is the weapon among them. To make it trigger, we also need a trigger condition, which is also the'trigger'."

  "There are many types of'triggers' we can set, such as the one set now. When excessive erosion is detected, if the erosion intensity does not decline within a certain period of time, it will be triggered."

Shao Liangye explained, putting the precision metal in his hand into the copper pillar.

   "Type? What other trigger method?" Lorenzo asked.

"Many, but they need to be used according to different situations. For example, antimemetic bombs, which are antimemetic weapons that continue to operate, have no trigger conditions, but their range of influence is very small, and they can even be easily isolated. So it needs to be shot into the enemy to be effective."

  Lorenzo raised his eyebrows. "It sounds interesting."

   "In fact, there is more interesting."

  Shao Liangye raised his head and glanced at Lorenzo, his icy expression became a bit slack, as if he was looking at the same kind, and said.

   "The anonymous name is actually very similar to the Demon Hunter."

"what?"

   "The Demon Hunter is the carrier of secret blood, and the anonymous name itself is also the carrier of antimeme."

  (End of this chapter)