Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

The sound was so subtle that if a human were to hear it, it would be easy for him to mistake it for the roaring sound of a crane outside the window.

The human ear's recognition accuracy is relatively high within the receivable frequency range, and Elliot also installed a cochlear implant on himself to prevent damage to the hearing system caused by factory noise.

Coupled with AI-level analysis capabilities, Lear can clearly understand:

This is the office building. Something is moving. There are people here.

Elliot glanced around nervously, then reached out and picked up the broken iron bar in the clearing. It looked like it had fallen from a jack. It was strong and heavy in his hand, but he could still swing it——

It is true that he is fat and inflexible, but it is not purely puffy.

Lille was very satisfied with this action, at least now he knew how to protect himself.

You must know that according to what he saw on the European Community network, 90% of people in the European Community first reacted to such a problem by taking out their mobile phones to record the screen, thinking of letting the police handle it.

There are a total of 5 level crimes in the European Community. Any fighting can be classified as an entry-level crime. This is a society that does not support the privacy of violence. If someone is beaten and lies down on the spot, there is indeed a chance to get a lot of compensation. .

But that was a normal situation, and it was clear that Elliot already understood that his current situation was abnormal: if something went wrong, he had to prioritize saving his life, and he could only think about other things if he survived.

"What should I do??"

[Liel: Come up with the stick, I want to adjust the listening range of your cochlear implant. 】

"But I can't beat him."

[Lille: I didn’t let you fight, I asked you to wait outside the door——]

[Lille: Be tough and fierce. 】

"good"

呲——

Elliot dragged the iron rod and walked slowly towards the noisy office. The stick made a harsh sound when it rubbed against the ground, announcing his approach to the people in the room.

The iron rod first dragged on the ground, and then followed him upstairs, making a squeaking sound. Outside the factory, the 24-hour gantry crane also made a rhythmic sound. It sounded like the heavy metal that the Uzumaki Gang loved most. music

Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.

Elliot followed Lear's instructions and came to the door and knocked hard!

Bang!

Wow!

There was a louder noise inside, like stacked cardboard boxes and the like falling over.

Elliot gritted his teeth. It seemed that playing the active role gave him a lot of courage. He shouted angrily: "The people inside...you have occupied the foreclosure room of a European bank."

"Get out!!! This is my house! My property!"

The man inside screamed, startling Elliot!

If Elliot's toughness was pretended, the man's voice was truly hysterical, and even reminded Elliot of Selvan, the cyberpsychopath in the factory!

When he was frightened, all the instructions in the visual system turned red, and Lille's instructions appeared in front of him:

【Smash again! 】

Bang!

"This is not your territory! This is mine! I will open the door right now and kill you, you homeless bastard!"

Bang!

Elliot hit the door continuously. He had no fighting experience and didn't know how to hold back. Under the control of adrenaline, he hit the iron door with all his strength, even breaking the tiger's mouth!

But it was this desperate slamming that made the momentum even louder. The people inside immediately changed their tone:

"I beg you, I beg you, please let me live. I have no place to go! They will drive me away!"

Bang!

"Bastard! Old bastard! I just want to live!"

Bang!

"No! No! They will exile me to the wasteland. I won't be able to survive! I just want to..."

Bang!

"Come on! Come in and beat me to death! See who can beat whom to death! You capitalist lackey!"

Wow!

The sound inside turned into the sound of a metal can collapsing. The footsteps approached the door, and Elliot's heart was in his throat——

The other side is about to rush out!

[Elliot: What to do! ! ! 】

Wow!

The door was pushed open, and an unkempt man with a ferocious face rushed out with a glass bottle in his hand! !

Elliot, who was bluffing, had a blank mind: his ruthlessness was just fake, and the opponent might not have combat experience, but he was red-eyed!

The bottle was getting closer and closer to Elliot's head, but Elliot was unable to move under the control of adrenaline, completely stunned in place!

Whoosh——

Bang!

A huge blocking projectile flew through the air and hit the man who rushed out hard on the head!

Snap.

The man's body softened, and the bottle hit Elliot's shoulder with a little force. It felt like someone had slapped him, it was neither painful nor itchy.

"Hahaha."

Elliot gasped and looked at the object that hit the man: it was a police anti-riot projectile, its purpose was to make people stop what they were doing without harming their lives as much as possible.

Obviously, this rubber projectile completed its mission and knocked the person unconscious on the spot. It may also be accompanied by a severe concussion.

"boss!"

Elliot looked back and saw three people wearing combat jackets standing downstairs waving to him. One of them was half squatting on the ground, maintaining a shooting posture:

The thing was fired from the riot gun in his arm.

Leal appeared next to Elliot and helped him to prevent his knees from weakening.

Elliot grabbed the railing: "They are"

"They are people recommended by Severns. I have contacted the intermediary in your name. No matter how strong they are, they are very capable. They came directly after receiving the news."

"Okay. I was scared to death." Elliot calmed down and shouted to the people below, "Good job!"

"Boss, who is this person?"

"I compared the data and found that he was the original user of this property. The network supervisor and the police could not find him. It turned out that he was hiding in the warehouse."

The unkempt boss was tied to a pipe by the wall, and three heavily armed mercenaries were surrounding him. This scene gave Elliot a great sense of security.

Two of them were strong men, and one was a woman—even a woman was half a head taller than Elliot and looked much stronger.

"Fortunately you came in time."

The woman smiled and said: "Of course we have to work faster if there is a job. The typhoon drove away all the refugees. We were planning to take out a loan to buy a plane ticket to Lithuania. I didn't expect that we would still get a job, and it was still a job in the city."

"Oh, you are indeed a professional." Elliot smiled back.

But soon, he realized something was wrong: "Wait a minute, you said refugees?"

The woman shrugged: "Yes, refugees, the demand in the killing zone has suddenly dropped."

Are they mercenaries who specialize in working in killing zones?

Elliot became nervous again: the mercenaries in the killing zone may have dozens or hundreds of lives on their bodies.

Those are all murderers!