Life Copy Game

"Guys, you should probably check this out."

The fiery red twilight shone into the window. Skate glanced at Si Enzi sitting in front of him and the woman in the corner, and placed the file in his hand on the old desktop.

The disaster that destroyed everything has passed. With the help of the Nolanka mercenary group, the city has restored power and network.

From St. John City to the Federation, everyone was fiercely describing the vision that happened last night.

After a fierce battle last night, the city defense army regained control of the high wall. Most of the mercenaries of the Kjet Group chose to surrender. The remaining small number of die-hards were being surrounded and suppressed by the mecha troops.

The main force of the Nolanka Mercenary Group has entered the city in the morning, working with the FBI to clean up the potentially contaminated items left by the Kjet Mercenary Group and Virent.

At this moment, the remaining people gather here to exchange the results of the first stage.

Faith, the leader of the Nolanka Mercenary Group, should actually be here, but he doesn't want to get involved in these non-combat details.

Another key figure, Yin Xiya, is still in the hospital because she was too seriously injured and cannot come.

"What's this?"

Si Enji, who was wrapped in bandages, picked up a document and flipped through it, and then his face gradually darkened.

"Preliminary Findings of FBI Investigation at Kjet Group Plant,"

Skate sighed, "In the past, the Kjet Group would never let us enter these factories, but last night's incident allowed us to legally enter the factory to investigate, and they have no power to hinder us. "

In the other corner of the table, there sat a beauty with chestnut hair and a single ponytail in professional attire. She listened to Skeet's words, took a piece of information, and flipped through the title page of the information. After a brief pause, she raised her head and looked at Skate,

"So, this is the core of the 'food production' technology that the Kaijit Group is proud of?"

"Yes,"

Skate nodded slightly.

This was actually the first time he saw the woman in the corner. She called herself Lina and was a representative sent by the Nolanka Group.

Although Skate didn't know how the old gentleman contacted the Noranka Group, the arrival of the Noranka Mercenary Group last night did play the most critical role.

And after the incident, the city government was basically abolished and the city defense army was half disabled. The Nolanka Mercenary Group also became the core force to stabilize the entire city.

Now the other party also has the right to know everything that happens in St. John City.

He also organized his language, opened the file, and showed a photo that took up a whole page. It was a photo of a 'machine' with fine purple lines carved on it, and continued,

"Our agents went into the deepest core of the Kjet Group factory and discovered these things."

"This is..." Lina stared at the photo, "carbon dioxide enrichment equipment?"

She is responsible for part of the Nolanka Group's grain business, and she has a certain understanding of grain production.

The Federation's primary source of food is artificial food produced through artificial carbon sequestration.

That is to fix the carbon dioxide in the air into different types of starch such as amylose and amylopectin, then mix these different starches according to a certain ratio, add synthetic vitamins and other other substances, and then go through certain processes to form artificial of food.

For example, by mixing amylopectin and amylose in a ratio of approximately one to three, and adding some water, enzymes, fats, and vitamins, you can prepare flour with a simple taste.

Ordinary flour made from a rough mix has a bad taste and is very cheap.

Some artificial flours can taste as good as natural wheat flour, or even better in some aspects. The price of this kind of flour may even exceed that of natural flour.

Of course, the blending method can only determine the taste, and the efficiency of carbon fixation is the core that affects food production.

At present, in federal food production, the two biggest factors affecting the efficiency of carbon fixation are the utilization rate of carbon dioxide by the fixation medium and the degree of carbon dioxide enrichment in the region.

The reason why St. John City has become a grain-producing city is that the concentration of carbon dioxide near St. Jon City is relatively high. Due to the terrain and air flow, it can be quickly replenished after loss, and the carbon dioxide concentration can be maintained at a relatively high level throughout the year. stable state.

At present, the main R\u0026D investment of Nolanka Group's grain industry is in the enrichment and utilization of carbon dioxide, so Lina knows a lot about these two aspects.

Although the carbon dioxide enrichment equipment of QJET Group is different from mainstream equipment, its general shape is similar.

"Yes,"

Si Enji glanced at Lina. Lina could recognize the name of the machine at a glance, which proved that at least she was not a layman, and he could explain it more easily.

He turned the document to the next page and showed the diagram on that page,

"According to the food engineers at the KJIT factory, their machine's carbon dioxide enrichment efficiency is 200% of the federal's usual enrichment machines, and its carbon dioxide utilization rate is also higher than that of other large consortiums. Currently, their food output is It is 167% of the grain output of normal equipment.”

"So, what's the price?"

Si Enji, who was silently looking through the information, suddenly asked.

He doesn't understand food production, nor does he understand enrichment and utilization, but he knows that many people work in the factories of the Kejit Group, and these machines with strange patterns don't look very 'technical'.

In this world, any extraordinary power comes with a price.

"The internal information of QJET Group does not say what the price will be,"

Skate shook his head, "But we found some data like this in the factory's files,"

He continued to turn the document down, revealing a new page.

“The average age at which employees leave their jobs?”

Lina glanced at the content of the page and asked with some confusion.

"Or,"

Skate paused and said, "It's called the average age of employees."

Then he continued in the eyes of Si Enzi and Lina, "The average age of ordinary employees working on the front line of the Kejit Group is about forty-three years old, and after these employees leave, they basically leave within half a year. Will die of illness.”

Speaking of this, he had an unnatural look on his face, "In addition to these resigned employees, Kejit also has a large number of missing employees every year, and these cases will eventually be passed by the city government and the employees' families." Private'.

Such large-scale disappearances involving cross-city consortiums have actually fallen within the scope of the FBI's jurisdiction.

However, the FBI in St. Jon City was basically ignored by the Kjet Group. The FBI did not even have any news about such missing persons.

And Skate could guess that the so-called "private" method would not be very "glorious". There are also a large number of underground gangs in St. John City.

"Missing······"

Si Enji slowly closed the information in his hand, his face as dark as water, "The information Nighthawk once left said that the pollution monster was actually a mutation of a 'human being'."

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became a little dull.

The twilight outside the window shone on everyone's cheeks.

"Speaking of which, are you investigating so quickly?"

In the end, it was Lina in the corner who broke the silence. She looked at Skate, "It stands to reason that these information should be hidden deep in the ground. You found it in one day?"

"Actually, in a sense, we didn't find this out. We got some kind of 'hint'."

Skate sighed and sat on the chair. He turned his hand over and a playing card appeared in his palm. He slowly placed it on the table. "This is the main console of the factory where we found this information." Found in the cracks.”

Lina and Si Enji looked at the playing card at the same time.

It was a plastic playing card that was very common in the Federation. The card surface read,

King of hearts

At this moment, Lina's bracelet vibrated. She glanced down, then looked up at the other two people, "There is news from Chenxi City. Maybe we can take a look."

——

Chenxi City

The bright sunshine calms the earth.

The streets are full of people coming and going.

Many people looked down at their bracelets and discussed various topics that were on the federal hot list.

"Did you hear what happened last night?"

"That sacrifice last night in St. John's?"

"Yes, yes, it is said that the mercenary group of the consortium was involved in last night's incident. There were killings everywhere. I have a friend in St. John City. He said that the whole sky was filled with lightning last night, and it was flashing. ”

"So scary?"

"Yes, let me tell you..."

······

There were soft discussions coming from the corners of the street, people going to and from get off work hurriedly, and the huge advertising screens standing on the high-rise buildings were still playing gorgeous advertisements.

The city seems to be the same as always.

However, after someone's footsteps passed by, the huge outdoor advertising screen suddenly stopped, and then all the screens in the entire street flickered, turning into a room with a completely white background.

Pedestrians who were walking in a hurry subconsciously stopped and looked at the screen that had undergone strange changes.

Although time will fade memories, seeing familiar scenes can always remind people of some buried time.

Looking at the pure white room background on the screen, some people seemed to remember something.

As more and more people stopped, a figure shrouded in a black hood and cloak, wearing a strange black and white smiling face mask slowly appeared on the screen.

He is looking at the camera and seems to be looking at the people outside the screen.

When they saw this familiar mask, most people finally reacted. There were soft noises and exchanges in the crowd, but it quickly became quiet again.

People stared at the huge advertising screen and the figures on the screen.

They were waiting, waiting for the figure inside to speak.

At this moment, in every corner of Chenxi City, from the bustling Eighth Avenue to the dirty Aston neighborhood, almost all outdoor advertising screens are showing this figure.

More and more people gathered under the screen and stared at the people on the screen.

After a brief pause, the figure on the screen slowly raised his hands, and a calm and slow voice came from under the strange smiling mask,

"Everyone, long time no see,"

He paused. "Maybe I should introduce myself again. I'm 'K'."

There was a commotion in the crowd again, but it quickly became quiet again.

The 'K' on the screen seemed to have anticipated the commotion. He paused briefly and then continued,

"I stand here today to share something I have experienced recently,"

He turned his hands gently, and a piece of bread was taken out from his sleeve and fell into his hand. Then he opened the bread from the middle, revealing the red filling inside to the camera.

Then, he continued in a calm voice, "This bread looks like it has some kind of strawberry jam filling, but in fact, it is not strawberry jam, but 'blood'."

Then he put the bread on the table behind him, "What I am sharing today is an experience about food and blood, and this experience is related to a small city called St. John City located in the southwest of Chenxi City. ,

“I believe that everyone is no stranger to this city, and many people should have seen what happened last night about the ‘Evil God Sacrifice’ in St. John City.

"But our main topic at the moment is not the sacrifice last night, but the 'Evil God Sacrifice' that happened in St. John City and lasted for more than ten years and was buried in the curtain."

He raised his hands, and a huge photo was projected behind him. It was a picture of people locked in cages, as skinny as animals.

The crowd watching below became noisy again, but K in the picture continued to narrate,

"These are a 'breeding farm' in St. Jon. Of course, the people seen in the photos are not 'livestock' being raised, they are just 'feed.'"

This sentence was like a depth charge, making the people already in the hustle and bustle even more confused.

"And these feeds, the 'livestock' fed are,"

The figure in the picture raised his hand again, and a twisted and terrifying monster image appeared on the wall, "Like this."

Then he didn't wait for people to react and continued, "This monster looks like an alien beast? Is this an incident of using humans to raise alien beasts? But unfortunately, this is not the case,"

He turned his palm over, and an anatomical diagram of a monster appeared on the wall again, revealing the humanoid skeleton inside. "This kind of monster called a 'pollution monster' is actually a 'human being.'"

"vomit--"

This anatomical diagram covered up a lot of details and wasn't that disgusting, but someone in the crowd thought of something and started retching.

Immediately, more and more people understood the core of what the figure on the screen had just said.

The essence of this so-called ‘feeding’ is actually ‘people eat people’.

The 'K' on the screen waited for a while, and after many people digested the information, he continued, "So, why did these 'people' turn into monsters?"

He raised his hand, and the photo behind him turned into a factory hall covered with various lines, "because they are the 'blood' in the bread.

"The Kjet Group, the consortium that controls all the food factories in St. Jon City and even the entire city of St. Jon, claims to have the best efficient food production technology in the federation and can produce the most food at the lowest cost."

A huge chart animation appeared behind ‘K’,

“The price of this efficiency is the lives of factory employees. Working in a food factory in Kejit requires a little extra ‘price’ in addition to low wages and semi-mandatory high food consumption.

“That’s their ‘life’.

“The average leaving age of employees at KJT Group’s factories is 43 years old, but in fact, no employee can work for KJT Group for a full ten years.

“In the later stages of their careers, these employees often develop various occupational diseases and physical discomforts, and their bodies will be unable to withstand the fourteen-hour labor intensity of the factory every day.

“Then they will be ‘fired’ by the KJET Group in various ways. After leaving the factory, most of their lives will not last more than half a year, and then they will die of diseases.

"In fact, these people who survived until they resigned are actually lucky, because of the special 'machine' of the QJET Group, all the factories under the group are actually huge altars, which suck the lives of factory employees away. , in exchange for efficient 'production efficiency'.

"During this process, the altar will naturally release the power of the evil god. Some people who have been in the factory for a long time will be contaminated by this power and transform into twisted 'monsters', which is the 'pollution' we just saw. monster'.

"Part of these pollution monsters will be dealt with by the organizations under the Kjet Group and become a means for them to threaten and control key personnel. The other part will be raised and let them kill each other to cultivate twisted and powerful power.

"Of course, the feed for raising these monsters is 'living people'."

"These people who become pollution monsters will be registered as missing, and most of these disappearances will be ended with 'private compensation' by the KJET Group."

‘K’ raised his hand again, and the image behind him turned into a data table. His tone paused,

"The average price of each human life is 1,300 federal coins.

“In St. Jon, a city completely controlled by the Capjet Group, the only jobs that most people can choose are factory employees of the Capjet Group.

“But Kjet Group will not hire all workers, even if they have the ability.

“They will let one person do the work of two people and keep a large number of workers unemployed forever, so that the employees who are working will not think about escaping, and this will also keep the employees from asking for the minimum wage, because there will always be Cheaper employees are available to them.

"In contrast to the low wages, they control the price of food in the entire city, so that St. John City, the largest food-producing city in the eastern part of the federation, has the most expensive food prices.

"The higher the consumption of St. John's citizens, the lower their wages, the poorer they are, and even their credit cards are overdrawn, the higher the cost of leaving their factory. Even if the employees know that their lives are weakening, they do not dare to leave their jobs easily.

"Theoretically, they have freedom, but in fact they are burdened with invisible and heavy shackles. They are dragged by the chains. In the end, they can only become the fuel in the altar of the evil god of the Kjet Group and the raw material for the Kjet Group to obtain excess profits."

He put down his hands, lowered his eyes behind the mask, and stared at the people outside the screen,

"But is it all right?

"I want to ask all of you in front of the screen, can you accept the choice between this bad and worse, the fate of certain death?

“Do they want us to die, so we can only watch them die and become fuel for them to make profits?

"Why can the consortium decide our fate?

“We work, we produce, we create products, but the consortium takes away the biggest profits, and even spends our lives to obtain excess profits for them.

"We are not slaves, we should have the right to control our own destiny and break our shackles.

“He who wants to use the lives of others to anoint himself should be prepared to lose his life and everything.

"Those enslaved by the Kjet Group, and those who are also enslaved, unite,

“Break the chains and we can change the world.”

The figure on the screen stroked the mask on his face, his voice was calm and clear,

"Everyone, time can erase the color of masks, change the colors of mountains and rivers, and make memories become hazy.

"But K never left."

The screen flickered and returned to the original advertisement.

And people stopped here and never left for a long time.