Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The performance of the laboratory airtight door is indeed excellent. Once it enters the locked state, it becomes stronger than the wall. The ghost energy bullet can only leave a tiny dent, and the area of ​​​​the dent can not even accommodate the fingerprint of the index finger.

"Morgana, stop, don't expect the gun to stop. It will never penetrate, and it will make you more tired." Ge Gongdao shook his head and said, "Let's look for other ways."

"Actually, there is another way out, which is to climb over the wall from the courtyard." Morgana took off her gun ring, shook her arms, then bent down and pressed her knees to take a few breaths. "Use sheets and clothes to make a rope that can climb to a relatively gentle hillside. The only problem is that monster in the courtyard... He keeps dying, but keeps resurrecting, so we must solve it first."

"That's Anzu, the most powerful warrior in the company. Don't try to fight him. He can kill you before you react." Ge Gongdao looked down at the prosthetic limb and began to beat himself up again. : "It's all because I'm too weak. If..."

"There are not so many ifs. Stop saying anything that does not improve morale, and think more about the good things." Morgana put her hands on her waist, raised her head and looked at the door again, and said: "Zhuang Xuteng has helped us eliminate all threats. If it’s gone, we have to work hard for the rest. Alas, I don’t know about other people... Brother Dao, listen, is there a ring at the door over there? "

"It seems... broken! Anzu has regained his senses and may want to chase after him. Morgana, you hide quickly! I can't hide, I will distract him..."

Before Ge Gongdao finished speaking, he saw that the door nearest to them opened automatically. He immediately tried to stand up, but failed halfway and fell back into the wheelchair. He quickly pushed the wheelchair forward, at least to block Morgana.

What appeared in the doorframe was not Anzu, the stitched-up zombie, but Zhuang Xuteng, who hurried over and stared at Ge Gongdao. Although his heart was almost filled with surprise, the mercenary's vigilance never really disappeared. He looked up and down and immediately exclaimed: "No! This is not Naike, they are different!"

Zhuang Xuteng smiled for a moment, then with tears in his eyes and a depressed mouth, he seemed to have been wronged in many ways: "Brother Dao, why are you like this? Morgana, are you okay?"

Morgana was very excited and at a loss. She used the shadow gun to ring Zhuang Xuteng and asked: "Tell me who you are first! Why don't you have surgical threads on your body? You..."

"I... to put it simply, I was killed by Anzu once and then resurrected, so the shadow slaves and implants on my body are gone. However, I can still use high-speed and high-explosion skills and use super-computing martial arts and dormant martial arts. , so the combat effectiveness is not greatly affected." Zhuang Xuteng thought for a moment and said, "I know there are thousands of juvenile versions of me downstairs, and Anzu seems to be mass-producing me. I am an original, not made by Anzu. Yes. By the way, I will open the door for you first. You go and let the others out. I will also deal with Anzu."

Zhuang Xuteng stretched out his hand forward, and a moment later he held the armor-breaking hammer in his hand. This weapon will not really be lost, let alone be mastered by others. It will be returned to Zhuang Xuteng when he needs it. The next moment, Zhuang Xuteng launched a short, high-speed burst towards the sealed door, and hit the door with a hammer, directly breaking it. A longer corridor stretched forward in front of the three people, and more dead people lay on the road.

"All dead? Are all the people in the company dead?" Morgana glanced over and asked.

"Many people have died, far more than you think." Zhuang Xuteng handed the armor-breaking hammer to Morgana and said, "Turn right at the intersection ahead, use this to smash the door lock, and you will see..."

Morgana shook her head and said: "If the people who are imprisoned are not in danger, then I will follow you to deal with Anzu. We have to deal with that threat, and he has been living life and death. He..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely eliminate him completely." Zhuang Xuteng turned around and walked back the way he came. Morgana and Gongdao looked at each other and decided to follow immediately. But before Morgana put her hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, the wheelchair moved on its own.

"Don't be afraid, it's me who is dragging Brother Dao." Zhuang Xuteng turned around and said simply: "You all know that I have some shadow follower magic abilities, but you have never seen them, right? The company is finished, I can show it to you ”

After saying that, the Wraith Tentacles and Wraith Servants appeared in front of the two of them. These strange gray-black, aerosol or gel-like things startled them both. Zhuang Xuteng also summoned the sick lady and ordered it to bow to the two of them.

"This is the mysterious bandage killer in the news!" Morgana pointed at the sick lady and said: "I have always wondered if you secretly joined some organization outside, but I didn't expect you to summon this one too! Wait, you A corpse rider?"

"No. Corpse control is a thing of the age of gods. Mine is indeed a shadow follower spell."

Now is not the time to explain in detail. Anzu was filled to death with resentment again, and then began a new round of resurrection. Every time Anzu dies, his body explodes, turning the entire courtyard into a pool of blood and a slaughterhouse. Looking at the mess on the ground, Zhuang Xuteng suddenly thought of the corpses that were chopped up into safety blue raw materials in the underground bunker factory. Now that Anzu has become like this, it is really retribution.

Shadow energy from all directions continued to gather, and Anzu was trying to be reborn again. In fact, he has completely lost control of his own abilities, unable to achieve precise and selective reorganization, and can only guarantee a minimum "survival". This is thanks to his long-term use of his superpowers to create clones of Zhuang Xuteng, which has led to his superpowers becoming more and more familiar with fighting corpses instead of sticking to and protecting himself.

Such abilities are more like half-finished clones, and the situation is not stable at all.

Zhuang Xuteng observed for a moment, and roughly analyzed the mechanism of this power based on the flow and changes of the shadow energy. Then he took action and used the disintegration effect to cover the resurrected Anzu inside. He waited quietly, searching around with his sensing tentacles, first confirming that there was no longer another resurrection ability anywhere else nearby. Then, he began to compress and disintegrate, completely enveloping, immersing, and swallowing Anzu. After a while, there was no more Anzu's cell in the world.

Zhuang Xuteng still retains the habits he had during his mercenary days: when victory is imminent, don't talk nonsense with your opponent; you need to hit last.

"Wait a moment, I have to confirm again." Zhuang Xuteng expanded his sensing tentacles, searched the crumbling computing power network, and looked at all corners of the world. Death was everywhere in his sight, but there was no Anzu.

Zhuang Xuteng withdrew his gaze and then focused on Morgana. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "A tragic victory is also a victory. We are safe, let's go and rescue the others together!"

"Yes!" Morgana nodded, and she asked Zhuang Xuteng to go ahead.

Half a year later, Morgana held Zhuang Xuteng's arm and rested her head on his shoulder, sharing his sorrow with him. This day is the funeral of Zhuang Xuteng's parents, and they are buried next door to his master, The Famine Stranger. The three elderly people were imprisoned, tortured and exploited by the company and their health and spirit were exhausted. Although Zhuang Xuteng tried his best to treat them, it only reduced their pain and could no longer prolong their lives.

"They met and got acquainted again during the journey, and they evaded the company's pursuit together. They went to jail together, and suffered the pain for my matter." Zhuang Xuteng lowered his head, and then said after a while: "They can finally rest in peace and no longer bear the pain. Pain and suffering.”

"May they rest in peace." Morgana leaned on Zhuang Xuteng's shoulder. She tilted her head slightly and could see the continuous graves. Only Zhuang Xuteng was left in her family, and everyone else was killed by Zhuang Xuteng. This fact made her very conflicted and painful, but she could only accept it.

Not many people in the world were directly killed by Zhuang Xuteng's spells, and the general collapse of social order eliminated most of the remaining people. Especially children who have no way to take care of themselves. Except for a very few who are rescued and raised, the rest will not survive at all.

Bad guys will not become good because goods and resources suddenly become relatively abundant. They will still stick to their previous behavior: bullying the weak. Fortunately, none of the survivors will have a transformation rate exceeding 6%. Ordinary people can resist the bad guys as long as they unite or work hard. Anyway, all cities are basically well-preserved-except for the damage caused by traffic accidents or associated fires-Shadow Gun Rings and chemical energy-propelled weapons can be found everywhere. Transformation rates no longer create a combat power gap, and the world is rebalanced in a rather primitive way.

"How much time do I have before I can see them?" Zhuang Feifei asked, looking at her parents' graves expressionlessly. She was sitting in an electric wheelchair, with a haggard face and thin body, looking like she might die at any time.

"Cheer up and take good care of yourself. You still have forty or fifty years..." Zhuang Xuteng touched his sister's bald head and said, "This is the most painful period. After this period of treatment, you will get better and better." . As you can see, Meteor's withdrawal reaction is getting lighter and lighter, and she is almost successful."

"I guess you also use me as an example to encourage Meteor?" Zhuang Feifei is always in a bad mood under the influence of drugs. In addition to today's occasion, it was impossible for her to say anything nice - Zhuang Xuteng was used to this. "Brother, where did Ge Gongdao go? Isn't he coming today?"

"There was a problem with his prosthetic limb, and the risk of rejection increased. He had to go to Dr. Sen for emergency treatment, so he didn't come here."

"Then let me go and see him!" Zhuang Feifei looked at the grave and said: "Dad, Mom, if you don't feel comfortable living here, just ask your second brother for trouble. I can't protect myself now, so it's good if I don't cause any trouble. I'll run away. So that your bad mouth will be annoying.”

Seeing his sister driving the electric wheelchair out of the off-road vehicle, Zhuang Xuteng could only smile bitterly and explained to Morgana: "Anyone who eats rice porridge for half a year and has to overcome the withdrawal reaction of Safe Blue will have a bad temper. ”

"It's good to be alive." Morgana said: "Recently, the radio station has been unable to recruit people. We still don't have enough people here to stabilize the ecological environment. Do you want to go out and recruit people?"

"Forget it, it will all be over in a hundred years." At this time, Zhuang Xuteng had already told Morgana about the situation of the two worlds. He just concealed the existence of the Lich Master and only said that the research on the destruction of the world came from the top of the company - he created a theory that no one else could refute to explain what happened: "The company wants to unify the will of the world's population , and then artificially create divine consciousness, try to use divine power—or world will—to save the world, and then I ruin this opportunity.”

"You made the best choice within your capabilities," Morgana said.

"Is this the right choice?" Zhuang Xuteng asked: "The cost of eliminating the company is almost the entire population, plus ecological collapse and world destruction. It doesn't matter whether this exchange is good or not, the key is that you can say that I made the right choice Choose?”

Morgana thought about it carefully. On the list of people killed by Zhuang Xuteng, her entire family was on the list, and there were countless ordinary people who were bullied by the company instead of the profits and the company, and so many innocent children. Morgana couldn't say "You did it completely right". She had to comfort Zhuang Xuteng as much as possible: "Even if it's wrong, it's not your fault. The company is responsible, you have to remember this."

The dead may be full of resentment about death, and the living are not feeling well. Everyone has lost a lot, and the world has lost the company. Due to the company's monopoly and strict confidentiality laws, the only intelligence spy in the world, Meteor, could not crack the company's database, resulting in the direct destruction of the Shadow Cong industry, and no new Shadow Cong products can be manufactured.

At the same time, Zhuang Xuteng's spell destroyed all the execution puppets, and most of the highly integrated Shadow Cong equipment was also directly destroyed, and the remaining ones were forced to shorten their lifespans. The conclusion is that the original characteristic Shadow Cong technology is dead, and all production is either stagnant or technologically regressed.

Fortunately, there are steam engines and electric motors, and perhaps internal combustion engines can be reproduced. It would be fine if Zhuang Teng was still alive, but he didn't even last until Zhuang Xuteng destroyed the world, and he had already died of organ failure.

The current ending... Everyone can only endure the pain while trying to live. Zhuang Xuteng comforted himself with constant admonitions: When the company is so strong that it has successfully built an absolute power gap, there is no hope of success for changes from the inside out and from the bottom up. This world is material, and a strong consciousness cannot make up for the actual material differences. Resistance that can only have a chance when the company makes a mistake cannot be called resistance, it can only be regarded as a struggle at most.

"It's lucky to have the opportunity to destroy the company." Zhuang Xuteng often said this to himself.

He kept staring at the world and searching everywhere. On the one hand, he really wanted to find survivors he knew, even if they hated him like his left and right hands. On the other hand, he was also searching for the remnants of the company, and not a single cell could be allowed to survive. Fate is fair, and neither of these exists.

Ten years have passed, and the ecosystem has not collapsed, but the decay source has collapsed. The power of Ying Cong faded, and naturally found a glimmer of hope again. Although the vegetation outside is extremely monotonous and there are very few animals, the entire food chain is so fragile that it can hardly be called a "chain". But Zhuang Xuteng likes this change very much. He often takes his wife and children to camp, and then smiles at the wild grass all over the mountains.

More than a hundred years have passed, and people of the same generation as Zhuang Xuteng have died, but he is still alive and doesn't look old at all. The lich's life box must have had a strange effect on his life span - he doesn't know how long he can live, and even the lich master doesn't know. It is becoming increasingly difficult to wake up the lich master. Zhuang Xuteng doesn't want him to disappear, so he always tells him, "The world is going to be destroyed, wake up and see."

The last time the lich master woke up was one hundred and ninety years later. At this time, the Wall of Sighs had collapsed for seventy years, but the world still did not end. He looked at Zhuang Xuteng, who hadn't aged a year, and said, "You bastard. You destroyed the world and cheated my world. You are a bastard..."

"You said the world has no will. How can it be cheated without will?"

"I am the last person in my world, and I want to see your world destroyed - my will is the will of the world." The Lich Master said, "You fulfilled my wish with the death of nearly 8 billion people, the complete destruction of the company, and the pain you dare not share with others. All my rationality combined cannot suppress the satisfaction deep in my heart. Goodbye, Zhuang Xuteng. I actually died with satisfaction, so I will give you a final piece of advice: I am afraid you will have to live for a long time, think of a way to leave..."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Zhuang Xuteng sighed and said to himself, "There is only an agricultural society left outside, and industry depends entirely on maintenance... Where can I go? Do you think I am a rich man who can come and go as I please?"

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There is no good cause or good result in the cyberpunk world.

Its existence is just to repeat a truth: don't become like that; don't become like that while there is still a chance.