Chapter 54 Wang Zheng Has Gone Mad

Having obtained the bombs, Ling Qiu began to flaunt her intimacy with Manwell in public, and frequented Noah Company more often, taking the opportunity to plant the bombs in various corners.

Then she noticed that Lululan's condition was becoming increasingly strange during this period.

At first, he would greet her, but eventually he ignored her and became engrossed in his computer. Later, he would operate the computer while staring at her with a gloomy expression, then reveal a strange look.

Ling Qiu had no doubt that Lululan was being controlled by that guy.

She thought that those whose colors had turned black must have been controlled, and that the colors, from white to black, represented the degree of pollution.

A person who is completely polluted is black and will face death.

After 14 days, Ling Qiu finally planted bombs everywhere inside the building, arranging them densely. She believed that once the bombs detonated, Noah Building would be blown to pieces.

Especially Mamborah.

Just as Ling Qiu was worrying about how to gather these people together, something happened at Noah Company.

That day happened to be a Sunday. It was only after Ling Qiu frequently visited Noah Company that he learned that the Manson family members also prayed together at the company on Sundays at the temple.

The ceremony was the same as what Ling Qiu had seen that day: slaughtering a sheep.

Ling Qiu was coldly watching the sheep's head being cut off on the screen when he heard an alarm sound outside. Immediately afterward, Mamborah received a text message saying that a crazy man was causing trouble outside the company, wearing a bomb and threatening a man named Palu to come out or he would detonate the bomb and kill all the Noah Company employees.

Meanwhile, the switching of images on the screen became a live broadcast outside the company building.

Noah Company has been surrounded by the police. The man standing in front of the company building is holding a button switch, looking extremely crazy, and laughing incessantly.

Ling Qiu glanced at it and then stopped.

It's Wang Zheng.

Why is Wang Zheng here? And why is he like this?

The outside was in complete chaos, with onlookers, mockers, and people posting photos online... It was noisy and chaotic.

Mambora frowned upon seeing this: "Who is Palu?"

"The doctor from the Brain Association said that this man personally handed his mother's body to Paru for brain research."

Ling Qiu's eyes flickered slightly; she understood. Wang Zheng must have seen that video.

"Heh." Mambora sneered, "So he's just a stupid mama's boy, a spineless coward who hasn't cut off contact with his parents yet. No wonder he's doing so badly."

Ling Qiu coldly looked at Mamborah's disdainful expression and thought to himself, "Yes, of course. The more beasts there are in this world, the happier you are. Of course you don't want everyone to live like a 'human.'"

But what about Wang Zheng...?

Ling Qiu looked at the screen again and saw a large patch of blood on the back of Wang Zheng's neck. The blood came from behind his ear, where the chip was placed.

He forcibly removed the chip.

What was the reason? Ling Qiu remembered that the last time she saw Wang Zheng, she told him not to use the chip anymore. But if Wang Zheng had listened to her then, he wouldn't be bleeding now.

It seems he had just pulled out the chip. Wang Zheng must have been subjected to some unbearable interference. But who would interfere with an ordinary person who has nothing?

Ling Qiu immediately thought of that prosthetic doctor.

"It seems your neighbor is doomed," Cyrus's voice echoed in her head. "With such a commotion, he's surely dead."

“That’s not necessarily true.” Ling Qiu glanced at Mamborah, and while they were discussing Wang Zheng’s execution, she suddenly connected to the large screen outside Noah Company and began rapidly manipulating it with her fingertips.

Subtitles began to appear on the big screen: The first group of people destroyed by Noah Corporation were not free people, but you cyborgs.

First, stir up emotions and attract everyone's attention, then Ling Qiu slowly releases the evidence.

Ling Qiu released everything he had previously investigated about the chip.

Chips can cause infectious disease outbreaks.

The chip industry has led people to be obsessed with work, emotionally detached, and have weak interpersonal relationships, which is tantamount to the most direct means of capital exploiting the lower class.

The chip caused frequent brain diseases in people with prosthetic bodies, and various hospital information and research reports were posted behind it.

Following this, Ling Qiu begins to explain herself to Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng doesn't have a chip right now, so she can't contact him, but she hopes that this method can bring him back to his senses.

The suffering of free people may not elicit empathy, but the suffering of cyborgs certainly will, because people like Wang Zheng are not a minority. All the cyborgs in Mante City appear glamorous, but each has their own troubles in private.

Just like Aunt Qiao, who is experiencing the pain of losing her daughter.

If there weren't so many suffering people, there wouldn't be so many believers in the temple.

She quickly replicated Wang Zheng's model, then projected a hologram onto the open ground in front of Noah Company, rapidly reenacting Wang Zheng's personal experience.

It portrays how he strives for self-improvement, how he treats others kindly, and how he lives life to the fullest.

How to be filial to one's mother.

How did he watch as his mother's body, which he had so kindly donated, was sold to the military by the Brain Association and then blown to pieces?

In the video, at the moment when Wang Zheng's mother was blown to pieces, Wang Zheng's eyes turned red, and he clenched his hands again.

At the same time, the onlookers stopped calling him a madman and a reactionary and began to shout and call for justice for Wang Zheng.

This made the military, which had already received instructions from Noah Holdings to kill Wang Zheng, hesitant to act rashly.

Killing Wang Zheng at this time would be tantamount to provoking public outrage. These people might not direct their anger at the company, but they would definitely direct it at the military that took action.

Therefore, the military had to change its strategy, changing from killing Wang Zheng to persuading him. They sent a negotiator to talk to Wang Zheng.

The situation has stabilized for the time being.

However, at the same time, online discussions about chips began to erupt in heated debate.

"Remember that flu outbreak? None of the Free Men I know got sick, and weren't there already rumors about chip problems back then? I don't know why they were suppressed."

"Could it be that my frequent dizziness and memory impairment are not due to the side effects of the prosthetic, but rather a problem with the chip?"

"But...but the chip was developed by the company..."

After waiting for a long time without seeing the dangerous element killed, Mambora slowly frowned.

"Can anyone tell me?" he said, "why is this kind of thing being projected on the company's big screen?"

"Boss, our system has been hacked, and we're working on repairs."

"So, this guy named Wang Zheng not only carried the bomb, but also had other accomplices." Mamborah's dangerous gaze was fixed on the screen. "Have you found out the source of the hack?"

"Not yet, not yet. This hacker seems very professional; we're still investigating..."

For some reason, Ling Qiu felt that Mamborah glanced at her almost imperceptibly after hearing those words.

"It's suspicious of me," Ling Qiu thought to himself. "Does it know my background?"

Cyrus: "I think it's because it saw your image in Wang Zheng's chip."

"Can you still see records even after the chip has been removed?" Ling Qiu asked curiously.

"Of course, all the chips are being recorded in real time."

"That's right," Ling Qiu thought, "why not just check the historical records of Wang Zheng's chips?"

But it doesn't matter. So what if Mamborah knows that she knows Wang Zheng?

Wang Zheng had no idea she was a hacker.

"Boss, that hacker seems to be inside our company."

Upon seeing this message, Mamborah looked up and fixed her dark gaze on Ling Qiu.

“Miss Ling, there’s something I want to ask you.” His gaze was deep.

Ling Qiu glanced at him, looking somewhat impatient: "What is it?"

"That Wang Zheng, isn't he an old acquaintance of yours?" Mamborah asked, looking at her.

When he asked that question, everyone else in the hall turned their gaze toward Ling Qiu.

Ling Qiu remained calm and composed: "We're just neighbors. If you have to say what kind of relationship we have, he still owes me money."

Mambora gave a meaningful "Oh," and then said, "You probably don't want this person to die, right? He seems very extreme right now. Do you want to try to calm him down?"

"You want me to persuade them?" Ling Qiu retorted. "You want me, the creditor, to persuade them?"

“Of course, the company needs you,” Mambora said, while simultaneously ordering his subordinates to begin investigating who this hacker really was.

“Sure, but I have a condition,” Ling Qiu said. “As you know, I have a friend named Lululan who works at Noah, but I don’t know if Wang Zheng will suddenly go crazy, so I want you to transfer Lululan out first and leave Noah Company, so that I can feel more at ease.”

Mambora seemed surprised by her words: "Are you negotiating with me?"

"No, if I help you, you should help me too. Otherwise, you're neither my boss nor anyone to me, so why should I help you for no reason?" Ling Qiu snorted. "In this world, the only people who can get my help for free are Mr. Manwell and that god in the temple. Everyone else, including you, is trash."

She maintained her arrogant persona, even though she was genuinely a little apprehensive and didn't know if Mamborra would grant her request.

As soon as Lululan leaves the company, then she will...

After a moment of silence, Mamborah spoke: "Of course."

“We’ve already had our employees cooperate with the military and evacuate through the company’s back door, and Lululan will be among them,” Mamborra said. “So now, can you calm Wang Zheng down?”

“Okay.” Ling Qiu shrugged. “Contact him for me.”