From star abyss

Chapter 737 442. Frost Plated Past

It started to rain outside, icy freezing rain.

There was once a joke. A group of scholars seriously discussed why raindrops falling from the sky could not kill anyone.

When a group of people quoted classics and various calculations, including wind resistance, mass, and hardness, they tried to explain this.

Then a farmer came over and said to them abruptly: "Haven't you been wet in the rain?"

Snapped!

The red and black night was torn open by lightning, and the brief silvery thunder illuminated the frost-plated flag fragments on the ground.

The freezing rain fell quickly, and ice flowers bloomed with drops.

Du Zexin was waiting in the cave, with shadows surrounding his broken body. The micro-reactor had turned down its power to the lowest level, which was just enough to maintain the body's functions.

The sound of rain rose and fell steadily on the oscilloscope like an old melody. It's not harmonious, but it evokes memories of the past.

……………………

40 years ago, the Frost-Plated Republic, the Medway Era.

Li Ozi drove the train and left the frost plated territory gracefully. In order to find out his destination, the Law Three Agency brought out Du Zexin, who had just recovered from cerebral hemorrhage, from the ward.

The deputy agent of Law Three is named Francis Epost. He has oily hair, pink face, cold white skin, and is obviously of outsider descent. With such a background and taking such a position, it can almost be said to be inspirational.

Looks like that guy Li Ozi. But Du Zexin had a completely different feeling.

Li Ozi has a casual and unrestrained personality, while Freesie is a flattering guy who must always say "according to the rules" in everything.

"According to regulations, Level 3 Special Agent Du Zexin, after completing the material support for Mingji Humanity, you should immediately report the situation to your superiors and then come back to report on your duties."

Felixi had a dead face, and no one knew how much hair oil he had used on his meticulously combed back hair.

Du Zexin always suspected that even if a fly landed on his head, his feet would be sprained.

"Are you listening to me? Special Agent Du Zexin."

Foglisi taught him a lesson with a straight face.

"Yes, sir."

Du Zexin nodded.

"Then please explain why you didn't come back to report on your work? According to the records, your team's report changed from every 12 minutes to every 15 minutes after entering the underworld, and several information reports were synthesized by AI. News, if you like to use AI so much, why don’t you just give the AI ​​the system and just go back to the factory to screw in the screws.”

Frixi clicked his tongue and said:

"Not only that, as an elite member of Law Three, you have actually become a hostage of terrorists. Now the entire secret service is laughing at us - Du Zexin, you don't really think that you have a relative in the capital. Are you being complacent?"

"I didn't mean it, sir."

With his hands behind his back and his whole body covered in bandages, Du Zexin's attitude was always relatively docile, which made it difficult for Felixi to find fault.

No matter what the other party asked, Du Zexin just answered honestly and rigidly, no different from a robot.

"You're lucky, you stinky guy." Felici said dissatisfied: "Be careful, you will make mistakes sooner or later - there are many people who want to join this position."

"Thank you for teaching me."

Du Zexin ignored the opponent's threat of involution and said calmly.

After a series of scoldings and two months of bonus and salary deductions, Du Zexin was finally liberated and walked out of the office.

As he strolled through the office area of ​​Law Three's headquarters, he keenly felt the gazes cast by his colleagues around him.

"That's that guy, right?"

"After making a fool of himself, as a secret agent he was actually held hostage by terrorists."

"Having said that, that terrorist is also terrifying. He single-handedly defeated the powered armor with his bare hands. Isn't he no longer an ordinary human being?"

"I saw that terrorist. Don't tell me, she is really a handsome beauty. If it falls into the hands of Law Four, it will be terrible..."

"Are you crazy! That guy named Li Ozi may be a spy of Red Arrow. Regardless of his identity, that bastard killed more than a hundred defenseless women!"

Du Zexin has long turned a blind eye to these things.

Should I say it was luck? From the first day he joined the company, all kinds of unlucky things happened to him, including the partial disbandment, the transfer of the leader he was optimistic about, the cheating of his colleague's wife and taking the blame out on him...

Like this time, there was just one more 'secret agent kidnapped by terrorists', which seemed like nothing compared to what he had experienced along the way.

As an outbound special agent, Du Zexin did not need an office seat. He filled out a few forms, then packed up his things, took the subsidy from the Human Resources Department, put on regular clothes and went home.

Humans are strange creatures.

Du Zexin was wearing a brown leather jacket and sweatpants. After taking off the uniform, to outsiders he looked like an ordinary young man with a shoulder bag. With a baseball cap on, he blended in with the crowd and no one could see him.

While rejecting individuals who don’t fit in with the mainstream, they actively seek out individuals with strong individuality.

In the first half of life, human beings will squeeze their heads to join a group and pursue recognition. In the second half of life, they will waste their life energy on independent careers and pursuits.

I really don’t know what is more important to humans.

collective? individual?

Du Zexin was thinking about this issue while walking home.

In the eyes of others, he can be regarded as a moderately accomplished person.

He came from a humble background, both of his parents died. He relied on correspondence education and work-study studies to take exams and become a national civil servant.

Although it is said that he is doing dirty secret service work that cannot be seen in the light, he is still within the system and is a public servant. In this world, it is much more stable and safer than other industries.

But for people, is it more important to integrate into the group, or is individual feeling more important?

He passed through the family compound in the old industrial park. This was just a residence where he slept, not really a home.

The real ‘home’ is at the back.

Squeaky--

The smart doorman recognized his face, and the door of the abandoned factory slowly opened, revealing a new world.

"I'm back." Du Zexin said.

Scrap iron, residues, and minerals were arranged in an orderly manner, and crawler robots shuttled back and forth. With the assistance of drones, each assembly line operated on its own in an orderly manner, producing Du Zexin's exclusive ammunition, armor, and parts.

Frost Plating is not a powerful nation in the [Mechanic] path. In this regard, the Red Arrow Empire has a significant advantage.

Even if Du Zexin invested all his income in these production lines, he could only barely catch up with the gap between him and the Red Arrow machinists.

Originally, given his ability, perhaps immigrating to Red Arrow would be a good choice.

However, Du Zexin had no such idea.

Even after contacting Li Ozi, the other person's free and easy attitude did not attract his heart.

He loved the land, not the Medway government that controlled it.

Yes, it is true that this country is in such bad shape now, but Du Zexin believes that it is precisely because the frost coating is not good enough that more useful people are needed to stay and build it.

On the one hand, he worked diligently, used his savings to build his own factory, and used his personal efforts to make up for the gap with foreign mechanics.

But on the other hand, Du Zexin also knew that there was definitely something wrong with the current situation.

Otherwise, he would not have helped Li Ozi, and would have even risked his life to accompany the gentleman.

Maybe Li Ozi is really a Red Arrow, but letting Mingji Humanity come up with such anti-human things... This kind of common enemy is enough for him to abandon the concept of nationality and fight.

He walked to the workbench, took off his uniform, put on a work apron, protective clothing and gas mask, and began to operate.

Frost plating has no restrictions on personal armament. Theoretically, you can hide mechas in your own home, but your home is not airtight. You have the right to hide heavy firepower and armor. Rules 3/4 also have the right to hide heavy firepower and armor in your own home. When you fall asleep, just enter the room and investigate.

What era has it been? If an individual wants to resist the frost-plated government, it is not enough to rely on a few guns or even a few mechas. At least an aviation brigade is needed.

——By the way, Frost Plate has the most powerful air force combat force in the four countries.

Du Zexin does not intend to rebel against the government, but in any era, individuals must learn to live out the value of united front for themselves.

With an identity like his: male, single, childless, young, powerful, unsocialized, a military and political elite, and a government official, it is difficult to handle in the eyes of the upper class.

Not having a family means that he has no weaknesses and no worries about his actions. Not having a social life means that he is not interested in politics and social groups. It is completely impossible to know his political leanings.

In addition, he also worked as a military police officer, was extremely familiar with the law and administrative agencies, and his ability to exploit loopholes was much better than ordinary people. In the end, there was no way to catch him.

If he wants to have something in his heart, the destructive power he can create is far greater than that of ordinary people.

While Du Zexin was operating the machinery, he was thinking about his future.

In fact, when Felicie came to see him today, he already expressed doubts about his loyalty.

Li Ozi is not a Beta level (2). He is an orthodox Beta mechanic, but he is taken as a hostage by Li Ozi. Even if he writes a flawless report, a normal person will find it outrageous.

From then on, his future was basically interrupted.

So, what should I continue to do?

Du Zexin thought.

Li Ozi revealed a lot of information to him, such as the whereabouts of David Lin.

But if you really make up your mind to support David Lin, it is basically the same as supporting a coup.

If he fails, everything he has now will disappear completely...

——But what if it’s successful?

This thought suddenly came to Du Zexin's mind:

Even if it succeeds, it will only extend Shuang Plating's national rule for decades.

As long as Mr. Entropy is still here, he will be finished sooner or later.

Everything is doomed, people are just deceived and concealed by the government, and hate each other for the benefit of those three melons and two dates.

The end is approaching and destruction is destiny.

When Du Zexin thought of this, he felt a little ridiculous.

"So, are you disappointed in human society?"

"More or less."

Du Zexin replied subconsciously.

After saying that, he immediately picked up the Magnum pistol on the table, turned around and pointed it behind his back, and said coldly:

"come out."

A chuckle came from the shadows.

"Why so serious? (English: Don't be so serious)"

This chapter begins with an explanation of the plot from Du Zexin's perspective, and the timeline starts from the end of the Frost Plated Scroll.