Chapter 53 Night City (7) (2 in 1) [VIP]

[Fuck, my testimony is true. I was at the scene.]

[Sister Shi Zhou collapsed at that moment hhhhhhhh]

[If you ask the police chief for clues, you will be punished.]

According to Shi Zhou, the biological man they found was not actually in the police station all the time. He was outside most of the time. In the subsequent exploration, they also encountered the biological man several times by chance, but the other party was not like the other guards who attacked them as soon as they saw them.

He seems to be a clerk without any means of attack, but what is unusual is that he is always accompanied by many guards with colorful paint, and rarely appears alone.

Shi Zhou had tried to communicate with the other party at the checkpoint again to obtain information, but the strange thing was that the other party did not seem to be the guards who would recognize that the exploration team members were actually wanted criminals at first sight. In the few hasty meetings, Shi Zhou suspected that the other party seemed to recognize her.

Recognize "Shi Zhou" instead of "one of the wanted criminals currently on the wanted list".

"I roughly know where he will appear," Shi Zhou led the way, subconsciously observing his surroundings as he walked. When he passed by the guards, he suddenly realized that he didn't need to hide from them. "I'll point out a location for you later, and you can go find him yourself. I won't go over there. I suspect he knows me."

"Sister Shi, but didn't Brother Isaac change the IDs of all of us?" Zhang Pei didn't react to what she meant.

"I don't mean knowing that I'm a wanted person," Shi Zhou explained, "He seemed... seemed to recognize my face, and he reacted to me as if he knew who I was."

"I have been to Night City many times and have dealt with many people here, including company people, biological people, and many mechanical guards."

Shi Zhou stroked his hair and said, "I can tell you all with certainty that most people here, including machines, actually have no concept of 'memory'. If you talk to the company people, you will get some meaningless answers. They will ask you not to disturb them because they need to work. If you don't take the initiative to communicate, they will ignore you as if you don't exist. It's just like the other company people behaved the same way when I took you to Shi Ting last time."

——Inside the incredibly large office, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. All the people in the company ignored their arrival and minded their own business. If you didn't take the initiative to communicate with them, they wouldn't react to your presence.

"But they are not without emotions. They just show very distinct emotions when certain events occur," Shi Zhou said. "Just like the first disaster scene I took you to see last time, they shouted "defense tower, defense tower" very loudly, and then many people fled in a hurry and left the area where the disaster occurred. This just proves that they obviously have emotions, but they just won't express them to us during the conversation."

"Like...how should I put it," Shi Zhou frowned and thought for a while, "like the NPCs in online games. I don't know if you can understand what I mean. When there is no plot update, if you don't actively click on them with your mouse, they will ignore you and do their own things. If you click on them, they will talk to you."

Lu Changfeng understood it all at once: "And if you click on them repeatedly at this time, you will find that no matter how many times you click, the dialog boxes that pop up are all the same, without any expression of personal thoughts at all!"

"Yes! That's what I mean!" Shi Zhou confirmed, "And it's not just the company's people who do this, some guards do this too."

"My former teammates and I have conducted many experiments, including what would happen if we killed the guards and what would happen if we caused damage to Night City. We once found a point where the white cyborgs had to pass through, and then we waited there and killed many guards. We also destroyed walls or roads in Night City and directly broke the connecting bridge in the air..." She listed a long list of examples. "As a rule of thumb, even if the wanted level of a wanted criminal who has done so many things does not increase, he will at least be remembered by the guards, right?"

"But it's weird. No matter what we do, the guards seem to forget us." She looked at a cyborg guard passing by and grabbed him. "Like this, do you know me?"

The half-skeleton guard was grabbed by her hand and stood there looking at her for a long time, as if using the scanner in his eyes to confirm whether her ID was safe. Then, after confirming that the person opposite was not a fugitive, he shook his head and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Shi Zhou quickly hit the back of his hand hard with his other hand, and then walked away in the robot's confused gaze.

The gray-white semi-mechanical skeleton guard stood there in a daze for a while, then continued to move forward along his own route.

At this moment, Shi Zhou stepped forward again and stopped him for the second time under everyone's confused gaze: "Now, do you know me?"

The guard was still held by her hand, and was still using the scanner in his eyes to confirm whether she was a wanted person.

"I understand," Bai Jinshu frowned, "You mean to say that no matter what you do, these guards will not remember what you did last time."

If the person on the other side was a normal person, even if he would not pursue the matter after being slapped on the back of his hand for no reason last time, he would not continue to be ignorantly grabbed by the hand by the same person the next time.

He will at least have an emotion of "disgust", "alertness", or "confusion", because in his memory, he was attacked by the opponent the last time he made the same action, so the next time he needs to make a similar action, he will be prepared.

But that wasn't the case with the half-skeleton guard. He seemed not to know Shi Zhou, and as if what happened a dozen seconds ago had not happened.

"That's what I mean," Shi Zhou let go of the half-skeleton guard and walked over. "If I were still the wanted criminal whose ID had not been changed, then no matter how outrageous I had done before, these guards would act as if they had forgotten. If I blew up a bridge to prevent being caught last time, then the next time I come in and get chased, they would still force me to another bridge, as if they didn't know I would choose to blow up the bridge."

These humans in Night City have no memories.

"But the person I'm taking you to find is different." She spread her hands slightly, "I suspect that he knows me and he has memories."

"And his memory is not the kind of memory that remembers my ID. I suspect he remembers my face," Shi Zhou frowned and stopped outside an area, "So even if my ID has been changed now, my subconscious tells me that I'd better not appear in front of him."

"The area ahead is where he often appears," Shi Zhou gave everyone a sloppy hand-drawn route. "The route inside is roughly like this. I didn't draw it completely, and many small paths were not drawn. But now we don't have to hide from the guards, you can just take the main road."

"You can try to communicate with him. He is the only person I know of who is likely to have memories and will not refuse to communicate. Moreover, he is a biological person. He is likely to have all the memories since the establishment of Night City."

"Okay," Guan Hongyan nodded, "Then let's split into groups?"

The grouping results are naturally beyond doubt.

Isaac and his "copy" are in the same group, because Guan Hongyan said that if the two Isaacs are separated into two groups, then the crazy one plus her will become three people. For the sake of everyone's physical and mental health, please ask the two Isaacs, citizens of the Human Alliance from advanced civilizations, to be grouped together, and the other ancient humans from thousands of years ago will group themselves.

Bai Jinshu: ...

Is that so? That’s just Isaac’s personality, and he really enjoys watching others get humiliated.

Obviously, except for Lu Changfeng who really wanted to ask whether there was a Gundam in the interstellar era, the other four people all showed satisfied expressions.

The evil god was also very satisfied.

Although he didn't show it on his face, Bai Jinshu clearly felt the hand he was holding tighten a little in pleasure.

That's it.

Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows and agreed to the assignment.

But he was really curious about how Huai Jiamu would react if he was put in a group with others.

Just like that, the six people except Shi Zhou were divided into two groups and entered the area she had designated, agreeing to send their location if they encountered the biological man.

The evil god was now on the body of the replica, with Isaac's face on it, without any expression. He looked even more like Isaac than the real Isaac. Bai Jinshu found it funny, so he let go of his hand and moved a few steps to the side. He looked at him for a long while, and suddenly discovered that Huai Jiamu was also wearing a foundation watch on his hand.

"Hmm?" He took a step forward and pointed at Huai Jiamu's hand in surprise, "This watch... when did it appear?"

"What?" Huai Jiamu lowered his head following his movements.

"This watch," Bai Jinshu frowned, leaning towards Huai Jiamu without noticing anything, "Did you have it when you landed in this body?"

He turned around, opened Huaijiamu's left arm, and tapped it a few times skillfully.

It really is a foundation watch.

Clicking on it is the task panel of the foundation, which contains all the rules of this unknown space and the mall. Bai Jinshu tried to find the stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets that Yun Guang mentioned in the previous copy, a small thing that only costs a few points, and was shocked to find that this mall seemed to be able to buy things.

Is this unknown space so powerful? Can it even directly copy things from the Foundation outside the space?

Not likely?

So what will he buy if he clicks on the buy button?

"This is called a watch..." The evil god let him hold his hand and point it here and there. He looked at Bai Jinshu's fingertips and thought for a while, "I think I have a lot of them."

What do you mean by “seems like there are a lot”?

An ominous guess arose in Bai Jinshu's mind: "A lot? Before I summoned you here?"

"Well," the evil god nodded casually, "When you didn't summon me, someone paid me a lot of tribute."

A lot of tribute...

Bai Jinshu felt his eyelids twitching uncontrollably: "How did they pay tribute to you?"

"They are sent to my kingdom by divine messengers," Huai Jiamu answered seriously, "a small black divine messenger that appears every day with new tributes."

Bai Jinshu: ...

"Is there another box containing your tribute, with some indecipherable but unusually regular serial numbers written on it?" His eyelids twitched wildly.

"Well, how did you know?" Huai Jiamu looked at his believer in surprise, "So it's your messenger?"

Bai Jinshu: ...

If he was not mistaken, the so-called messenger of God was actually the Foundation's unmanned delivery vehicle, and the box containing the tribute was a delivery box...

The so-called tribute should be...

It is a watch reissued by the foundation to its employees.

Every day, there are messengers from God delivering tributes, which means Huai Jiamu receives watches from the foundation every day!!!

No wonder I couldn’t find Huai Jiamu or “Yang Pei” among the employees last time. It turns out he didn’t wear it at all!

There really is some truth in the saying that the left eye twitches for good luck and the right eye twitches for disaster. Bai Jinshu felt that his right eye was twitching wildly.

It's urgent. How can I tell the evil god I summoned that the watch that appears in his kingdom every day is not actually a tribute from me, but a sign from the foundation to urge him to work.

No wonder the watch on Huai Jiamu's hand this time is the real thing. It is probably because the copied watch, whether it is real or fake, does not affect the appearance of the foundation's task panel. This task panel is actually tied to a person, and the watch is just a carrier to display it. It doesn't matter whether it is real or fake.

Just as Bai Jinshu was trying hard to think of a story that could deceive the evil god, he suddenly felt the light in front of his eyes dim. At the same time, a lively male voice appeared in his ears.

"What are you looking at? Let me see, let me see."

Bai Jinshu looked up cautiously and saw a very young and lively face.

This "young and energetic" is the vitality compared to other people in Night City.

Let me put it this way, other humans in Night City, whether they are biological humans or corporate humans, usually have a programmed or daily dull expression on their faces, but this person is not like that. He is very energetic and full of vitality.

It is full of vitality that makes people feel good at first sight.

Looking at the badge again: [St 1], there are many mechanical guards following behind him. It seems that this person is the "Police Chief" that Shi Zhou told them about.

It turns out that you can really wait for the rabbit by sitting back and waiting.

He and Huai Jiamu clearly had no intention of looking for him, but who would have thought that the person from the other side would knock on the door.

The moment he saw him, Bai Jinshu knew why their team was tricked in the beginning, because there was no way this man could be the police chief. Everyone had the impression that the police chief would not be this lively and young, right?

The "Police Chief" was still tilting his head curiously: "What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Is there anything I don't want to know?"

It seems that he can't see the foundation's panel, otherwise it would be impossible for him not to see what is on such a large task panel.

"Nothing," Bai Jinshu put down Huai Jiamu's sleeves without leaving a trace, raised his head and asked naturally, "We are just checking the time."

"time?"

The "Police Chief" shook his head in surprise: "Why do we need to check the time somewhere else? Everyone's time is different?"

"Oh, I see." He looked at Bai Jinshu and Huai Jiamu and suddenly realized, "You are the same person! Your time is the same!"

Seeing that the two identical-looking men didn't say anything, the "Police Chief" raised his eyebrows smugly: "I said there is nothing I don't know."

He nodded with satisfaction, as if his curiosity had been answered, and prepared to leave with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, he heard one of the two men behind him say in a very calm but inexplicably provocative, or even provocative, voice: "So you know everything?"

"Yeah, yeah," he turned around and blinked, "So is there something you know that I don't know? Tell me, tell me!"

"No," the man on the left curled his lips and said, "But I have a question for you."

"What's the problem?" When the "Police Chief" heard that the other party was not going to tell him the news but to get the news from him, a trace of boredom appeared on his face. "Ask it."

"Brother Isaac!" Not far away, Lu Changfeng's voice came with great penetration, "Sister Yan and I saw the location you sent! We are nearby!"

"Is there someone outside again?" The "Police Chief" turned around and saw Lu Changfeng and Guan Hongyan, and subconsciously asked curiously, "Don't you need to work?"

"Work?" Bai Jinshu asked naturally, "Does everyone have to work?"

"You're weird," he saw the "Police Chief" stroking his chin and looking at him, "Why would you ask such a question?"

"Everyone in Night City has to work. You were born for your job," he stared at Bai Jinshu thoughtfully and quickly made a few marks on the notebook in his hand. "Is your job to calibrate other people's time? I've never seen it before. Take note."

No matter what this man looks like, he doesn't look like a police chief... On the contrary, he looks like a recorder, as he records everything.

Bai Jinshu gave him a recorder stamp in his heart and skillfully followed up his words and said, "What would happen if you don't work?"

"How could someone not work?" The recorder looked confused. "Everyone has a memory of what they are supposed to do. How could someone not work? If not, what else can they do?"

This sentence is short, but the information it reveals is enough.

Everyone in Night City must work. As soon as everyone appears in Night City, they have a memory of what their job is and do not need any growth. The only meaning of everyone here is to work. There is no one who does not work.

It seems that there are really no idle people in Night City. All the company's people, biological people, and robots, including the person in front of him who looks very idle but whose task seems to be to record a lot of things, all have things they need to do.

Bai Jinshu wanted to ask something when he suddenly heard some shouts from afar.

There were many Guan Hongyan, many Lu Changfeng, many Zhang Pei and Li Jue running towards them.

The guards around the recorder noticed the appearance of these people and suddenly pointed their weapons at the clones whose IDs had not been changed. Guan Hongyan was quick-witted and took Lu Changfeng away from the attack range of the guards.

"Another mistake," the recorder muttered, taking out a notebook and writing something on it. "There are always mistakes lately."

Although he lowered his head, it was as if he had eyes on the back of his head. He accurately picked out another "Isaac" from the vicinity of Bai Jinshu and Huai Jiamu, and threw it to the guard "Long Ji" beside him: "This one too."

"These two are not." He flicked his pen to stop other guards who were trying to attack Bai Jinshu and Huai Jiamu.

The indicators on the guards flashed, and they turned to attack the other "Isaacs".

As the vigorous pursuit came to an end, the recorder patted the cover of the notebook in his arms and said, "Stop, stop."

He walked over to the clones who were about to be thrown into the suspension chamber behind by the scavenger, took out the ink he carried with him, picked up their thumbs, and then pressed a button on the notebook in his hand. With a "beep", he seemed to have entered something.

"Okay, do your thing." The recorder waved his hands and came back with the notebook.

"What are your two jobs?" The Danran who had just directed the mechanical guards disappeared. He regained his curious look and looked around Guan Hongyan and Lu Changfeng. "I've never seen them before. Why are there so many newcomers that I haven't seen before?"

"I...uh," Lu Changfeng looked to his brother Isaac for help.

Bai Jinshu: "It helps me calibrate other people's time."

"Oh," the recorder looked away without interest, "it seems the other person is the same."

"Brother Isaac," Lu Changfeng quietly came over and leaned close to Huai Jiamu and asked in a low voice, "What did you find out before?"

Huai Jiamu glanced at him and took a step to the left with disgust.

Lu Changfeng: ???

What's going on! Did he say something wrong? Why does Brother Isaac suddenly dislike him so much...

Bai Jinshu: ...

Because you found the wrong person.

"Changfen, come here," he finally waved to Lu Changfeng, and waited until the other's eyes lit up and came over before saying, "Go send a message to Shi Zhou and ask her if she has been recorded in the notebook by this 'police chief' before."

Ordinary humans without memories, replicants called "errors", and recorders who record everything.

He suspected that this world was just as Shi Zhou said, an unfinished game, or an empty shell that was abandoned halfway through and started running on its own.

This can explain why there is extreme resource control and reuse in Night City, why the central control AI here is just an empty shell, and even why the humans here are born to work, have no memories, and know what work is from birth.

Because this is an empty shell of a game framework, an empty shell of a game that was abandoned halfway and separated from its programmer and started running on its own.

But in this case...how do we explain natural disasters?

The author has something to say:

Foundation: What is this? A worker who doesn’t come to work, please give him some urgency. What is this? A worker who doesn’t come to work, please give him some urgency. What is this? A worker who doesn’t come to work, please give him some urgency. What is this? A worker who doesn’t come to work, please give him some urgency. What is this? A worker who doesn’t come to work, please give him some urgency.

Brother Jiamu: What is this? It is a tribute given to me by others, so I accept it with reluctance. What is this? It is a tribute given to me by others, so I accept it with reluctance. What is this? It is a tribute given to me by others, so I accept it with reluctance. What is this? It is a tribute given to me by others, so I accept it with reluctance. What is this? It is a tribute given to me by others, so I accept it with reluctance.

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Metal: ...The reason behind not being able to contact the evil god outside the unknown space is ten levels of burns

After the exam today, I feel like I have become a clumsy idiot. I got home at around 8 o'clock and wrote for several hours. When I looked back, I saw that I had written only 6,000 words. It seems that the exam has drained all my brain cells QAQ

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