Indescribable cyberpunk

Green-brown water flowed over his head, and a cold, slippery nausea spread throughout his body.

He waved his hands wildly, trying to get up. His violent coughing caused a series of blisters, and he accidentally swallowed a large amount of water, which filled his mouth with a salty feeling.

However, the control over his body was restored at this moment, and he kicked his legs violently, protruding out of the water.

The surrounding environment is not unfamiliar, with old calendars hanging on the wall, removable plastic wardrobes, and towels hanging outside the bathroom door.

But what's going on with the water that reaches the chest?

The organization's plan should start tonight. I should be staying with the captain now, so why would I show up at home?

flood?

This is Community No. 38, which is still some distance from the ground. How could there be flooding?

How could the flood be greenish-brown water?

Questions flashed in his mind one after another. The pinprick-like pain and the coldness that invaded his whole body gradually made him feel irritable. Some strange emotions clogged his brain.

"Contact the captain. I should tell her."

The confusion of logical thinking prevented him from realizing how absurd the surrounding environment was. He paddled the water beside him, wanting to leave the room and go to the street outside.

Then before he took a few steps, he discovered that the door was now covered with gray-green seaweed.

Panic struck him for no reason.

what is that?

Why does seaweed appear here?

Boom~

The sound of something falling into the water.

Frightened, he quickly turned around in the direction of the sound. It was the bathroom. Maybe the toiletries inside had fallen. He remembered that the bottle containing shampoo was indeed a bit heavy. It would not make such a sound if it fell into the water. Not surprisingly.

Bathroom door.

In front of his eyes, it slowly opened.

The shadows under the water and the ripples spreading on the water made him retreat subconsciously. There are monsters!

We must get out of here quickly!

At this time, he didn't care whether there was any seaweed on the door. He just wanted to move forward in big strides, but the range of his movements increased. After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped again, as if he remembered something, and looked down at his own eyes. chest.

The gray-green skin and uneven scales reflect a strange luster!

"Sock, Sock, Sock!!!"

Shouts rang out in the outer streets of Community No. 38. A group of people surrounded the young man who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and a look of panic on his face. One of them, a middle-aged man, kept slapping him on the face, trying to wake him up from the nightmare.

"Uh~ahem~"

Suoke suddenly woke up and tightly grasped the arm closest to him. He turned sideways and retched. His saliva fell into strands in the snow, forming several dark snow caves.

"What's the matter with you? You can fall asleep against the wall in this horrible weather and still have nightmares?"

The man who slapped Sok awake asked with a confused look on his face as he lifted the former up from the snow and patted the snowflakes on his body.

"I'm sorry, I might be a little tired. Thank you, Feeney, thank you. I had a nightmare, and the content was a little strange. Sorry, I'm a little bit tired now."

The young man who had not yet recovered from the nightmare was talking incoherently until someone on the side handed him a thermos filled with hot water. He opened his mouth and drank a few mouthfuls before he managed to return to normal. After realizing the current situation, he continued,

"How is the situation, where is Captain Kyoko."

"over there."

Feeney slapped the young man on the shoulder, moved away, and pointed to the figure on the other side of the crowd standing by the street railing holding an umbrella.

He took two steps and staggered to the other party's side.

"I'm sorry, I just"

"It's good that you're okay. I know there have been a lot of tasks recently and everyone is very tired. If you keep at it, you will have time to rest."

With a voice as clear as a nightingale, the speaker did not look back. Her eyes were completely focused on the firelight rising in front of her.

Suoke soon noticed the situation in the distance, took a closer look, his face suddenly turned pale, and he stuttered: "Is that a rail car?"

He saw the carriage in the firelight. Even if it was hundreds of meters away, he always recognized the rail car that was always circling in front of him. Only this time, it was not on the track, but overturned violently. The collision caused a series of explosions and the collapse of buildings. Even here, he could still vaguely hear the sound of rocks breaking and falling.

The rail cars in Qianfan City are not like other cities. Due to the vertical urban structure, most of the rail car operating sections are at a height of tens or even hundreds of meters, relying on transfer stations and stops between communities. Driving around the city.

This means that if nothing happens, it's okay. If it overturns and the rail car body weighs hundreds of tons falls from a height of several hundred meters, let alone a human being, even if it contains a monster that is a source of mental pollution, it may not be that easy to escape!

"Yes, rail car. A sudden power outage in the underlying community caused the rail line signal to be cut off, and the rail car lost control. There should not be many passengers at this point in time. Why do those guys dare to do such a thing!"

The palms holding the handle of the umbrella turned white. She knew that the organization's plan this time was a "big move" that had been planned for a long time, but she never knew that this so-called "big move" was actually this kind of action!

"Have you not received the information before? The sect should at least let you know about this kind of thing, right?"

The stinging pain in his brain still didn't stop, and the things in front of him were a little blurry. Sok slapped the back of his head, suppressing the nausea.

"They only gave one assembly point and asked us to wait here for new notifications from the sect. I seem to have done something wrong."

The person under the umbrella lowered his eyes, his cherry-colored lips pursed tightly, and the pain and confusion on his face made Suoke beside him at a loss.

In his impression, Captain Kyoko should be a very smiling person. Although her personality has become more reserved in recent years, he has never seen such a heavy expression on her face.

Sock didn't realize the hidden meaning behind the crashed rail car, so he couldn't even say words of comfort.

Fortunately, someone still thought of it.

"Captain, I think you should have noticed that the sect has been deliberately alienating us from a long time ago, and now it doesn't even make any cover-up."

Feeney stood behind with the rest of the team members, his brows furrowed. As an older man, he was somewhat of a counselor in the team.

"Since half a year ago, we have sent people over every time to issue missions and give out some weird potions. On the surface, it is because our mission is special, so for the sake of safety, we cannot have too much contact. Most of the lies begin with The same routine, 'I'm doing this for your own good'!"

Such an important action did not give them any information.

for safety?

Perhaps most of the people in the team would think that this was the sect protecting them, but in Fenni's ears, it was clear that they had complete distrust!

Thinking about it on the other hand, if what the sect is doing is as aboveboard as it was three years ago, why should we worry about the judgment of others?

"There are differences within the sect. This was something that was put on the table after the failure of the march three years ago. The split after that was irreversible. It's just that we may lack the idea of ​​​​our people. It is very simple. Punish gang leaders, drugs The traffickers were right to create chaos after chaos, but what was planted in them at the end was too weird. I have to admit, it gave us the power to come to terms with the dark reality. Fighting has helped me get through the most difficult days, but to this day, I still doubt its authenticity as the 'god-given thing' talked about in the sect!"

Perhaps stimulated by the situation in front of him, Feeney did not stop speaking. He took a few steps forward, pointed at the sea of ​​​​fire in front of him, and said in a low voice,

"Now the patrol team is investigating us, and the security department also regards us as the first target. Public opinion is doing its best to discredit us. But those people are busy with their own 'big actions'. The underlying communities are cut off. Net, who will be hurt the most, and it’s not the people we once swore to protect!”

There is nothing wrong with the idea of ​​punishing rape and eradicating evil. There is too much filth and evil hidden in Qianfan City. No one can criticize what they do.

The crux of the matter is that what they do is likely to be used as a smoke bomb to attract outside attention.

"The Goddess of Thorns has given us guidance. Perhaps it is time to part ways. Some people in the sect are abandoning their beliefs. If they cannot inherit the will of the Goddess of Thorns, it is up to us to pass it on."

When he looked back, all the negative emotions on his face were gone, leaving only his firm eyes.

"So are you planning to leave the organization?"

From behind the crowd, a voice suddenly sounded.

All eyes turned to that man.

He held a big black umbrella and wore a long silver-gray windbreaker with a very high collar, completely covering the lower half of his face, while the upper half of his face was mostly taken up by a pair of sunglasses.

People wandering around wearing sunglasses on this dark night.

Either he is blind or he is crazy!

"Who are you?"

Feeney pushed aside his companion in front of him, and his left hand hung casually by his side. He was left-handed, and that was where his gun was.

"I am the one who is here to contact you. The organization has entrusted me to convey some things."

Standing alone in front of the alleyway, even though he was wearing sunglasses, the way he raised his head still made it known that he was looking at the captain behind him.

"What's the matter? Just tell me here."

Kyoko put away the umbrella in her hand and turned it upside down. The small metal cone on the tip of the umbrella penetrated the snowdrift in front of her. Kyoko replied loudly.

"Actually, it's nothing. Haven't you all guessed it? You are the smoke bomb outside the organization. Now the plan is smoothly launched. The smoke is always a bit annoying, so it is not too difficult to ask you to take other positions."

"What if we say no!"

This should be a question, but it came out of Kyoko's mouth without any doubt.

"It doesn't matter. When I came, I thought that you would refuse, so I had already prepared a way to get you to nod and agree."

He waved his hands as if he had expected it, his collar swaying in the night wind, and his tone gradually became colder.

"You have this time, why not think more about how to explain to the person above you after the mission fails."

Feeney lifted up his rainproof cloak to reveal the firearm underneath. He took two steps forward to the man and said in a deep voice.

"Failed? It's a little early to say this now. I think some people are still willing to accept my proposal. Looking back?"

He raised his hand and pointed behind Feeney, and several screams of pain echoed from the crowd as he moved.

Sok knelt on the ground, and his whole body began to tremble crazily. Looking around in a daze, Sok unexpectedly found that there were several people with similar symptoms to him around him!

Boundless fear and horror flooded into his mind, as if a claw covered with gray-green hair was clutching his heart, making it extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Everything in front of me gradually became blurry.

Suddenly he lowered his head.

The last scene in the nightmare is repeating itself in reality!

"The heart of evolution is really a good thing. While it gives you strength, it also tests you. Those who are not religious will be punished. Oh, I may have forgotten to mention that the 'faith' here refers to But that bullshit goddess of thorns is the great creator, Gadamon!"

He took a step back and looked at the people falling one after another in front of him and Feeney, who had an equally gloomy face. He spread his hands and made the same posture as when Jesus was preaching. The expression on his face was infinitely fanatical, and he raised his head to face the falling sky. Snowflake, shouted,

"Come on, accept divine punishment, and your sins must be repaid in endless chaos!!!"

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