Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Chapter 312 Cyberpunk

After 24 hours of killing, the fortress faction proved their idea with a rock-solid fortress, and the thugs also had fun killing with prosthetics and guns.

Although the killing day has been extended this time, most of the people who survived are still satisfied with it. Of course, it is not yet known whether those who died are satisfied.

James, Johnny, and the others successfully survived the second killing day of the Gospel Plan, but when they walked out of the room after a full twenty-four hours of killing, they found that they had

That America has disappeared and been replaced by a new America.

An America that can be called cyberpunk.

The top ten companies led by the Gospel Project have completed all monopolies openly, and the former energy tycoons have been broken up and absorbed by them.

At this moment, the original federal government system has reached the full schedule of government reforms and has transformed into a dystopian country.

Everyone was at a loss and didn't understand how something that was supposed to change the world could happen smoothly in just 24 hours.

But Lincoln was very satisfied with this. Superman is not only superhuman in terms of physical fitness, he should also be somewhat superhuman in terms of action efficiency.

Night City was once known as New York, but that is already a thing of the past.

The name of this huge city has not been changed, but everyone unanimously uses Night City to call this city that was once an important financial center in the world.

The reason why those at the bottom call it so is because they live in Night City, and unless they come to the edge of the city, it is difficult for them to come into contact with the natural, warm sunshine.

The middle-class people describe it as the City of Night, because in their eyes, the City of Night is so lavish and luxurious, all of which were bound to the night in the past.

The higher-ups called it Night City even more casually, because some people liked to call it that, so it was called that.

It has been a long time since that great change, and the people who have grown up to the bottom have re-adapted to the more beastly life in Night City.

But it doesn't have to be a life of beasts. At least the body modification prosthetic limbs allow them to hardly worry about medical expenses. They can replace whatever hurts and when they don't have enough money, they can die simply and neatly.

The United States before the great revolution had a population of more than 200 million, but after the great revolution the United States had only over one million. It was not because the remaining people had been lost, but because they were either not regarded as human beings, or they were like Jack

He also completed extensive body transformation.

They do not call themselves humans, but call themselves pioneers, pioneers of mechanical transformation.

In the past, these pioneers were a group favored by monopoly companies because their active publicity made prosthetic modifications more popular, but now the situation is different.

Ordinary transformation could not satisfy the ideas of these pioneers, so they began to adopt more radical transformation strategies, and the source of materials became a big problem.

As a result, the Mechanicum set its sights on companies and groups. They believed that these companies must have what they needed. This was indeed the case, and the conflict was born.

Conflict creates demand, conflict brings market, and conflict brings death. Because everyone in the Mechanic Cult has the most sophisticated equipment, even if they are defeated by those in the enterprise, they will not suffer losses.

On the contrary, more than one of the cotton harvesters and red-necked white ghosts living at the bottom died in the struggle between the two sides.

Pioneers believe that they are the future development and the future of mankind, so they do not regard those at the bottom as human beings at all, especially those in the group. For them, the bottom has no role except to replace some machines.

Every day and night, tens of thousands of people across the United States lose their lives for various reasons.

According to company estimates, more than two million people die every year due to the war between the Mechanicus Cult and the company, and that's just one item.

If we add in cannibalism at the bottom, production accidents, and other factors, the number of people dying every year can basically remain at around five million.

What kind of concept is this? Even in the United States in the past, including the number of deaths on killing days and accidents, the total number of natural deaths from homicides was only two to three million. As a result, after excluding natural deaths, the number is already five million.

!

Killing Day has now been cancelled, because the efficiency of Killing Day is too slow.

Every night in Night City is a small killing day.

"Boss."

"What?" Johnny looked back at his subordinate Nick.

"The new batch of goods has arrived."

"Already here?" Johnny's brows moved and a smile appeared on his face: "How many people are there?"

"About a hundred or so."

"How come there are only more than a hundred?" Johnny frowned, and a fierce aura came over him: "The population gap on the other side of the spectrum is more than three hundred, and you can get half of it for me?"

"There's nothing we can do, the regulations outside are becoming more and more strict." Nick also complained: "Except for areas like Africa, people are difficult to deal with."

"Then go to Africa!" Johnny snorted coldly: "Do you know how much money Spectrum can pay for one person? Ten thousand! A full ten thousand! Your trip directly cost me two million yuan, you know?

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"Yes, yes! I will definitely get three hundred people next time, no, I will definitely get five hundred people next time!"

"Well, that's pretty much it." Johnny nodded and suddenly frowned: "The gunslinger hasn't been dealt with yet?"

"No, boss, he doesn't know what grudge he has against us. He has been staring at us. He is alone, and he is wearing high-end goods. There is nothing we can do to him. Is it possible that it has something to do with the Mechanical Cult?"

"Impossible!" Johnny shook his head, thinking of Jack, who has become more and more cold-blooded and ruthless in recent years, and his whole body became cold: "If it were those guys, we would have died a long time ago. If we continue to investigate, I don't believe he can still be

It came out of the ground."

Nick left, and Johnny frowned, holding the wine glass and lost in thought. He had offended too many people, and he had offended so many people during the killing days alone that he couldn't even remember them.

He was thinking about whether to talk to Tom. The guy turned out to be an intelligence expert and claimed to have all kinds of information for just money. Apart from the price being a bit expensive, he didn't seem to have any bad reviews.

However, who is that gunslinger? He is staring at him. Could it be that he has slept with his daughter?

What a damn guy!

Johnny thought angrily in his heart

(End of chapter)