Chapter 142 The Abnormal Community on Linden Street.
“Currently we have learned that among the abnormal community members who are against [Thirteenth Section], the most radical ones have direct contact with [Red Branch]. Every time they act, they are surrounded by at least Followed by a member of [Red Branch].”
After Wendell controlled his emotions a little, he brought the topic back to the topic again.
“This combination seems to have been fixed. We found that every [Red Branch] member will follow these abnormal community members who create panic. There is a high probability that these guys are [Red Branch]. Zhi]’s employer.”
After listening to Wendel’s words, Xia Xiu couldn’t help but ask:
"Who is the member of [Red Branch] following Elian?"
Wendel looked at the blond and golden-eyed young man who asked the question. He took out a photo from the file in his hand and used a thumbtack to give the photo to pinned to whiteboard.
"Rat King O'Brien."
The blond young man squinted his eyes and stared at the person in the photo: O'Brien is a handsome middle-aged man with a lush head The blond hair is mixed with some white hair, and the man in the photo gives the overall impression of being gentle and elegant.
The target appears. Xia Xiu secretly thought in his heart.
Wendell continued the theme of the meeting.
“We no longer want to tolerate what the abnormal community led by Elian has done.”
Wendell said with a gloomy expression:
"Now is a necessary moment, and we are allowed to take some more radical measures."
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The meeting lasted for almost an hour.
When the meeting ended, Xia Xiu left the meeting room alone.
When Xia Xiu walked out of the basement of [Thirteenth Section: Foreign Affairs Department] and came to the gallery door on the surface, he saw Wendel puffing away at the white stone pillar in the distance. As if aware of his gaze, he also shifted his gaze.
"Captain Wendell, you seem to have been waiting for me here for a long time." Xia Xiu came to the other party and said to him with a smile.
“Would you like one?”
Wendel took out his cigarette case, shook out a cigarette and handed it to Xia Xiu.
“No, thank you.”
Facing the blond young man’s rejection, Wendell didn’t care. He continued to puff on the cigarette in his mouth.
“Captain Wendell, you’re waiting for me here and you don’t just want to ask me about boring topics like whether I smoke or not. If I’m not wrong, do you have any information you want to tell me? Me." Xia Xiu narrowed his golden eyes and stared at the middle-aged man surrounded by smoke.
Wendell once said in the conference room that some radical measures can be taken, but he did not describe the degree of radicalness in detail, so the appropriateness needs to be controlled by the individual.
[Thirteenth Section] has more or less internal connections with the abnormal community, and as a member of the Heavenly Kingdom pedigree, he will not act as timidly as [Thirteenth Section], so he is in Wendell's eyes. It should be the best "revenge prop".
Xia Xiu can guess Wendel's heart, and Wendel never intends to hide his intention to "use" Xia Xiu.
“The Mitte district in Berlin is the place where the abnormal community gathers the most, especially the Linden Street in this district, which is the favorite of the abnormal community members. You should know that [artificial humans] and [Realistic Writing] Right?”
Xia Xiu nodded noncommittally, of course he knew this.
[Artificial Man] Of course, there is no need to say anything more, you already know what this thing is from the literal meaning. The Sarkic BIO species can also be regarded as a kind of [artificial human] technology to a certain extent.
[Artificial human] technology is a regulatory technology, which can easily lead to many complex moral and ethical issues.
However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this kind of control actually does not have much effect.
Not to mention the BIO technology of the Sarkic lineage, there are still many [artificial human] products on the extraordinary market today.
Many of those abnormal artists are enthusiastic fans of this technology.
Xia Xiu had seen the other technique Wendel mentioned [realistic writing] in the core thesis journal of Luyuan.
[Reality projection writing] is also a meme-like application technique to a certain extent. Its function is to write virtual personalities for virtual creations.
For example, the [artificial human] product mentioned above.
[Artificial Human] Most products only have the appearance of a human being, but do not have a soul.
Unless it is a high-end work created through the [Philosopher's Stone], the intelligence level and behavioral logic of most [Artificial Humans] will be very mechanical and rigid.
[Realistic casting writing] is a special technology created by some abnormal artists in order to create a lifelike and perfect version of the doll. By setting [character design], and then using special technology to put the virtual personality into When it comes to [artificial humans], you can create "husbands/wives" that match your own XP.
Hmm, it sounds much more advanced than the "automatic doll" made by the old woman of Kladashina.
“There are many guys who are unhappy in reality and like this kind of thing. This is a subculture belonging to the younger generation of abnormal community members under the curtain.” Wendel said unabashedly in front of Xia Xiu Express your disdain.
“After [Reality Projection Writing] became popular, cats and dogs of all kinds tried to add stuff to the Berlin area. None of these things can escape normal society, but they will cause us a lot of unnecessary trouble. ." Wendel continued to say to Xia Xiu while blowing out smoke.
Xia Xiu shrugged and expressed his opinion to Wendel with a smile.
“Most [artificial human] products implanted with virtual personalities will become abnormally decayed within seven days once activated. This is an extraordinary iron rule. It is the authority of the gods to create life with a soul out of thin air. . Those subculture dolls are just more flexible toys, otherwise the subculture under these curtains will never survive.”
"Captain Wendell, if you came to me to discuss issues related to the subculture of young people in the new generation of abnormal communities under the curtain, then I can only say sorry to you. I am neutral towards this subculture. Yes, as long as there is no clear instruction from above to interfere, I will not cross the line to interfere with these subcultures."
Wendel was not surprised by Xia Xiu's answer. He continued to speak to Xia Xiu:
“O’Brien is a master of [realistic projection writing], and we know that he has a special [module] called [Doublethink]. This [module] can make enemies simultaneously The act of accepting two contradictory beliefs, in other words, is an alternative [reality control technique], through which he can temporarily control the actions of others."
"And this. If this technique is applied to the hands of [cyborgs], then he can create more agile combat dolls."
As the middle-aged man finished speaking, the blond young man began to narrow his eyes slightly. With golden eyes, he stared at Wendell's amber eyes full of cunning.
The blond young man smiled brightly and replied to the middle-aged man in front of him:
"Captain Wendell, you are also very keen."
Xia Xiuzi entered the [Thirteenth Section] After entering the conference room, he has never concealed his interest in the members of [Red Branch], especially his interest in [Rat King O'Brien], and Wendell came here just to please him.
“O’Brien and Elian most likely hang out near Linden Street, and those young people from the abnormal community who like subculture more or less know O’Brien’s clues, but those young people are just like It might be a bit troublesome to get information from them."
Wendell has made no secret of his desire to kill with a knife, and for the obvious bait of the middle-aged man in front of him, Xia Xiu bit it without caring. After all, his primary goal during this trip was O'Brien.
"Thank you for the information you provided, I will keep those thorny heads quiet for now."
The blond young man pressed the top hat on his head and said with a smile.
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Mitte · Linden Street.
A fluffy and huge orange cloud, growing full and wantonly, almost filling half of the sky, like a cotton field with a rich harvest, each cotton flower is decorated with gorgeous gold edges, and a A huge and silent wildfire is slowly spreading in the fields. High-rise buildings stand on both sides of Bodhi Tree Street. Various colorful special Meimei paintings that can only be seen by extraordinary people fill the original white and gray plain color of the buildings. These buildings contain well-known abnormal community enterprise clusters.
Here, you can see the various activities of members of the abnormal community.
Believers of [Gear Orthodox Church] (non-wild believers of the Daevite Empire) gather to meditate and upload each other’s consciousness to the genealogy think tank terminal they built to communicate with soul data and express their respect for the great god [McCaan] They just look like drug addicts who are high on drugs; or fans of [Vortex Music] mix classic and modern music to make electronic music to preach, and the noisy and exciting electronic sound is used in a kind of way. The arrogant and abnormal posture spread wantonly.
Performance artists among abnormal artists perform bloodletting rituals in dark corners. This kind of personal behavior that flaunts oneself is very popular among the younger generation of abnormal community members behind the curtain.
Abnormal sculptors are providing tattoo images with Meme pollution to the young people wandering here. Most of these tattoos contain uncivilized insults, and some are provocative to the normal giants. Patterns: such as black angel wings, angels crucified upside down, skulls with burning flames raising sickles to kill angels...
In the Bodhi Tree Street area, these believers and enthusiasts of various abnormal religions who were suppressed by the Kingdom of Heaven in normal society were finally able to express their enthusiasm and respect for the things they believed in with an almost unscrupulous attitude.
"Brother, do you sell this mask?"
An abnormal socialite with a colorful cockscomb hair, wearing white short-sleeves, and a moving flower arm tattoo engraved on his exposed arm. A group of young people stopped a "weird" person in front of them.
Bryce licked his studded lips and stared unscrupulously at the tall man in front of him: The man in front of him was wearing a black windbreaker with a white lining underneath. Wearing a black top hat, there is a mask with special symbols on its face.
You can tell that this mask is an abnormal work of art at first glance, because it automatically fits on the man's face without any ropes, and the symbols on the mask will also change. At this time, the symbols on the mask are like this Zi’s:
【￣へ￣】
“You want my mask, it seems you are very discerning.”
Xia Xiu, wearing [Kaomoji Mask] couldn’t help but look at On the cockscomb hairstyle in front of me.
The comb-headed hair in front of me is changing color and flashing like a lantern next to a hair salon.
To be honest, he really wanted to dye the thing on his head green.
"Hahaha, buddy, your mask is so funny. I think if I buy it, it will amuse a lot of people. My horses will also like this funny gadget."
Bryce has no idea. Hiding his sarcasm, he smiled wildly at Xia Xiu. It seemed that he was really amused by the mask in front of him.
Mask: [(╬◣д◢)]
Boy, your road is narrow.
Your hair is definitely going to turn green for me today!
Under the mask, Xia Xiu narrowed his golden eyes and said with a smile:
"I just saw a street hair dyer nearby who can dye hair quickly. I think you can find it." He dyed that strange patch of hair on your head green, I can go with you.”
“You dare to insult my hair style!”
Brai. Si was angry, and he was going to reason with the brat wearing a funny mask in front of him, so that he could understand the cruelty of society.
Just when he raised his engraved right hand to educate the other person, he saw the golden eyes of the masked man hidden behind the mask.
The pair of golden eyes stood erect like snake pupils at this time, and the bright golden eyes were exuding terrifying intimidation.
Dong dong dong——
Bryce could feel his heart beating as fast as an engine, and he did not dare to look directly into those terrifying eyes.
Bryce timidly lowered his head, and as his head lowered, the muscles all over his body began to spasm, and the strong twitching between the muscles made him extremely painful.
Bryce’s knees couldn’t help but weaken, and he began to kneel down to the masked man in front of him.
Snap——
Bryce's kneeling posture was stopped. He saw the masked man in front of him enthusiastically supporting him. At the same time, words full of joking sounded in his ears:
"What, you said you wanted to dye that thing on your head green."
"Okay, I will take you to dye it green right now."
Bu Rice saw the mask symbol on the masked man changing again. This time the symbol on the mask looked like this:
【φ(゜▽゜*)】
“What, do you have any opinion?”
The gentle words came to Bryce’s ears, which made him subconsciously slap He shuddered, shook his head crazily and said with a smile:
"No, no, green is good, I like green."
MD, kicked the iron plate.
Bryce couldn't help but lament in his heart.
Just like that, Xia Xiuzhen took the delinquent young man Bryce to a street hair dyer to dye the combs on his head green, and it was still a flashing green.
“Well, yes, it’s the color of nature.”
Xia Xiu rubbed his chin and admired the green-haired cockhead in front of him. After it was dyed green, it It's much more pleasing to the eye and doesn't look like it deserves a beating.
If you like it, why don’t you dye it yourself?
Bryce couldn't help but think in his heart.
Just as Bryce was complaining in his heart, a voice suddenly sounded.
“Because this thing only looks good if you dye it.”
“Really..., you can hear my heart!?”
Bryce subconsciously answered, and then he looked at the masked man in front of him as if he had seen a ghost. The expression on the mask changed again:
【(￣︶￣)】
“I don’t have the ability to read minds. I can tell it from your stupid face.”
The masked man stated the facts He replied in a tone, and at the same time, the golden eyes behind his mask narrowed again.
"Lu Mao, I want to ask you, which is the most famous [realistic writing] nearby?"
Asshole, who is Lu Mao!
"I have a name, my name is Bryce." Bryce said to the masked man with a sorry smile.
“I know, Lumao.”
“Then can you tell me which company’s [Reality Placement Writing] product is the most famous? Lu——Mao——”
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This guy definitely did it on purpose!