Chapter 2 The Failed Guy
‘So that’s it, the mechanism technique in this world has actually developed to this extent. ’
In the narrow medical room, Wang Jixuan read Mu Liang's short life of twenty-two years in detail, gained a preliminary understanding of the current world, and began to think about how Mu Liang died.
His knowledge of the world is in line with the upper limit of knowledge that a third-level ordinary citizen can master.
What is the third level of ordinary people?
This is quite complicated to say;
It is also related to Mu Liang’s suicide.
Mu Liang began receiving systematic education at the age of six and watched many educational films depicting the once glorious human civilization.
Through these videos in his memory, Wang Jixuan saw tall buildings and various instruments that could fly into the sky and escape into the sea without any talisman restrictions, such as airplanes and submarines.
It was a beautiful era before the catastrophe;
It is also called the golden age by humans today.
Just as mankind began to turn its attention from the disputes on the surface to the deep space, a disaster broke out simultaneously around the world.
This is a premeditated invasion of civilization.
Mimic blade beasts appeared strangely in various cities, releasing large amounts of poisonous gas and wiping out 50% of humanity overnight.
Thanks to human beings who have been actively fighting among themselves and maintaining abundant martial ethics.
The humans who survived the initial disaster were divided into different regions, but they still fought tenaciously. The arms stocks in various places were finally used to protect the lives of ordinary people.
Various types of bladed beasts continuously emerge from the poisonous mist;
They hardly need to eat, and are covered in hard armor. Some special bladed beasts can continue to evolve by devouring human corpses;
When The 'Special Pterosaur', which could catch up with hypersonic missiles and was covered in alloy-like biological armor, flew out of the poisonous mist, and the only air superiority possessed by mankind disappeared.
"Strong and surprisingly numerous monsters."
——Wang Jixuan simply summarized.
After more than ten years of fierce fighting, humans were finally driven out of the surface world by the blade beasts.
But the fire of human civilization still burns tenaciously in the fortresses underground and in space.
This young man Mu Liang lives in Fortress No. 76 in the Medieval Basin area.
The fortress is a typical second-generation industrial fortress. It was originally designed to accommodate a maximum population of 150,000 people. Twelve years after the fortress began operation, the upper limit was exceeded. Today, the fortress has been in operation for more than 150 years and accommodates a population of 890,000.
There is actually an error in the number 890,000.
The fortress intelligent management and control center can only effectively count the population of the middle and upper cities of the fortress. The center only makes conservative guesses about the population of the lower city of the fortress, which has long been out of control.
The resources generated by the fortress itself are no longer able to feed all the humans in the fortress.
Fortress No. 76 has launched the 'overload social system' in the 25th year of its operation. All resources are allocated by the governor who changes every ten years and the fortress intelligent management and control center. Each citizen of the fortress receives corresponding rewards based on his or her contribution to the fortress. 【quota】.
The [quotas] owned by Mu Liang, a third-level ordinary citizen, are divided into three types:
General quota, food quota, and medical quota.
The three types of quotas cannot be converted into each other and cannot be circulated among people. They can only be used by themselves.
Mu Liang is a skilled worker who does prenatal check-ups on a machinery production line. He gets a salary of no more or less per week - a general quota of 25, a food quota of 35, and a medical quota of 5.
A shirt or trousers requires 5 universal quotas, and a pair of underwear requires 2 universal quotas. The holographic music player that Mu Liang regarded as a treasure cost him a full 185 universal quotas.
The price for buying that thing is that he only has a few pairs of old underwear to wear for half a year, and these pairs of underwear have holes after being washed...
To make yourself feel full twice a day, you need about 6 food quotas;
Except for medical quotas, which can be accumulated indefinitely, general quotas and food quotas can only be accumulated for a maximum of three months.
In Mu Liang's memory, Wang Jixuan saw that this young man was diagnosed with moderate depression six months ago.
Wang Jixuan doesn't quite understand what is depression or not. His intuitive feeling is...
Mu Liang was starved to death.
There are seven days in a week, and the average daily food quota is 5. If Mu Liang takes these food quotas as food for himself, Mu Liang's body is probably quite healthy.
But in fact, Mu Liang's daily food quota for himself is only 3. Long-term malnutrition has made his body very thin and his mental state deteriorating.
Where did Mu Liang's food quota go?
This has to be mentioned...
Click.
The door lock of the adjacent medical room was opened. A female doctor wearing a white coat and a tube top and hot pants stretched herself and closed the alloy door.
Wang Jixuan opened his eyes with some vigilance, and then immediately turned his head to the side.
He complained secretly;
Women in this world dress a little too boldly!
His senior and junior sisters usually want to cover the backs of their hands, but the women here always like to expose their snow-white thighs and bud-like collarbones.
Sexy is sexy, good-looking is good-looking, but...
What to do with Tao Xin?
This medical room is only about four square meters, with a narrow bed and several conventional medical instruments taking up most of the area.
The female doctor skillfully opened the folding chair. After sitting down, she crossed her legs and squeezed out a small swimming ring from her slightly fat belly.
Her wavy hair swayed slightly as she quickly read Mu Liang's information.
"You're only twenty-two and you can't think about it anymore?"
The female doctor's voice was a little hoarse, the corners of her mouth turned down slightly, she took out the stylus at the bottom of the tablet, and began to scribble down the file records that no one had checked, and asked casually:
"You were diagnosed with a mental illness half a year ago. Have you received any medication during the past six months?"
Wang Jixuan nodded and replied: "No."
The female doctor clicked her tongue: "If you don't use the medical quota, do you want to save it to choose a cremator with a temperature that meets the standard?" "No," Wang Jixuan responded calmly.
This woman speaks so unpleasantly.
Do you really think he doesn't understand the sarcasm here? His current control over words and language is much stronger than the original owner of this body.
The female doctor suddenly asked: "How does it feel when you are on the verge of death? Isn't it very pleasurable?"
Wang Jixuan: Huh?
Okay, he takes back his arrogant words above.
He didn't quite understand what this sentence meant.
The female doctor moved her relatively slender body, sat on the edge of the hospital bed, and touched Wang Jixuan's wrist with one hand.
Want to check your pulse?
Wang Jixuan restrained his instinct to dodge, but he soon discovered that the female doctor's fingers began to slide gently on his arm.
Wang Jixuan's whole body was covered with chills.
"You're still very young... Do you like that feeling of suffocation?"
The female doctor asked softly:
"Did you see a wonderful world inside? Although the mechanism of action is due to lack of oxygen in the brain, it's really cool, isn't it? Your skin is really smooth. You are still a virgin, right?"
"Witch! What are you doing!"
Wang Jixuan finally couldn't help but withdraw his arm, and with his still weak body, he forced himself to sit up and glared at the female doctor.
They were very close at this moment, and the female doctor's face, which was over thirty years old but still delicate due to makeup, had a somewhat ambiguous smile.
She blinked her left eye lightly: "Sir? Are you saying I'm enchanting? It's a great title."
"No one will come near here, and the sound insulation effect is also very good. No one will come here within two hours. They are all at work."
The female doctor talked to herself, took out a small mirror in her white coat, picked up some foundation with her fingers, and touched up her makeup.
“Mu Liang, you don’t seem to understand quite yet.
"Young people with self-destructive tendencies are usually sent to the medical center for partial brain tissue removal surgery to ensure that you can continue to contribute to the fortress and not let down the resources that the fortress invested in you in the previous twenty years.
"You will lose most of your emotions, you will still have headaches from time to time, cry for no reason...it will be extremely painful, believe me.
"I can help you issue a certificate, a certificate that does not require you to go to the medical center, and then... help you get out of the haze with happiness."
Her white coat slowly slipped off, and she secretly breathed in to make her plump breasts stand up more and her abdomen to become flatter.
How can such a young man with no experience and who has given up on himself resist her charm?
The female doctor thought so, and she let out a gentle hum from the tip of her nose, and the red lips spread by the tip of her tongue accepted the touch of her white teeth.
The female doctor has already planned her next move.
She wanted to turn around, kneel on the bedside with her left knee, lower her head and get close to the young man, unbutton the first and second buttons of her blouse, and start attacking from his lips...
'He's so cute. ’
The female doctor thought so, turned around, knelt on her left knee beside the bed as expected, moved her body forward, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her lips were lightly parted...
boom!
A muffled sound.
The female doctor stared at the young man in front of her in astonishment, a little blood dripping from her fair forehead.
"You hit……"
She lay weakly on the hospital bed, rolled her eyes and passed out.
Wang Jixuan calmly put down the heavy iron box in his hand and shook his painful wrist.
'what! ’
‘With this little beauty, you still want to take away the Tao Master’s Yuanyang? ’
‘The old masters of the Hehuan Sect are not as dissolute as you! ’
Then, Wang Jixuan looked at the figure of the female doctor lying on the bedside and began to frown and think.
The threat the female doctor just made was not false. Brain tissue removal surgery...
The body of the Tao cannot be damaged. This is the prerequisite for one to be able to embark on the path of cultivation again.
What's more, he is now weak and frail, and this second life is really hard-won.
When the female doctor wakes up, there may be another trouble.
The feeling of weakness in the limbs came again.
Wang Jixuan touched the bruises on his neck, lowered his head, picked up the female doctor's white coat, and rummaged through it to find several items.
Thirteenth level Class C pass;
Quota card;
Fourth level ordinary citizen certificate (junior doctor).
Wang Jixuan felt that no matter what he wanted to do next, he had to eat well first, as this woman would not wake up for a while.
Food is to mortals what spiritual energy is to monks.
Therefore, Wang Jixuan cannot accept the fact that the original owner of the body, Mu Liang, has been bullied by his co-workers for a long time and that the food quota has become a matter of others' reputation.
He will avenge Mu Liang and have the right to settle the cause and effect.
(End of chapter)