Chapter 409: Becoming a Cyber Taoist Priest and Catching Bionic Electronic Ghosts
After a period of genuine, cordial and friendly communication, Lu Wenwu gradually understood everything.
Well, at least I gradually understood everything that happened since Wang Banxian traveled to this world.
He didn't even open his mouth, and this Nascent Soul cultivator, whose defense had been broken for a long time, cried like a half-ton child, crying bitterly and cursing about his experiences of the past few days.
I can only say that it sounds very miserable and desperate.
This is based on the fact that Wang Banxian himself does not belong to this world and possesses a "golden finger" and a wealth of knowledge.
But Lu Wenwu thought that for a real local native like Liu Linan, that was the real despair and the real hell life.
There is not a shred of hope.
The whole life can be seen from the moment of birth.
Of course, it is also possible that the degree of despair Liu Linan felt was not as great as that of Wang Banxian.
after all
How can we expect light if we have never seen hope?
He lived in darkness from beginning to end.
From ancient times to the present, it has always been easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
In fact, the despair Liu Linan could feel was indeed much less than that of Wang Banxian.
It's not because he's always been like this so he's used to it.
This is mainly because
The gap between strength and living conditions really made Wang Banxian feel a little desperate.
Wang Banxian saw no hope of completing his mission and leaving this world alive.
Liu Linan is a very special individual.
As a genetically customized person bred in a reproductive factory, who received instrumental education since childhood and was then constantly exploited by 007, it is absolutely a miracle that he has such a sound personality and such normal thoughts and morals after being forced to "retire".
Normally speaking, the "brothers and sisters" who came out of the factory with him basically have flawed personalities.
It's probably like a living machine, and doesn't look like a normal person.
Not to mention being able to save money to pay off the loan, and then continue to save money to buy a house, and after being optimized, being able to support oneself as a scavenger.
They don't even have the life and desires of a normal person.
On weekdays, these genetically customized people live in coffin dormitories provided by the company, and rely on injecting nutrient solution purchased by the company with loans directly into their blood vessels during working hours to maintain their lives.
After a certain period of time, when physical functions and work efficiency decline, the company will directly take back the employees because they have not repaid their life loans.
Everything will happen.
After Lu Wenwu learned all this from Wang Banxian's typing complaints, he was actually a little silent in his heart.
If capitalists should be hung on street lamps and slave owners should be executed, then what does this mean?
The cyber farmer of the new era?
At least the slave owners knew to maintain the normal vital signs of their slaves. They were their own property, and it would be a loss if one of them died.
The genetically customized humans created by companies are completely different. They are just disposable and are used to death.
From birth to death, this is a life that is completely controlled.
Real natural persons, such as cattle and horses, belong to themselves after they are born. At most, they will just mess around and starve themselves to death.
But genetically customized people are different. All the value they create will eventually return to the company.
Unless their minds are "awakened", these guys who have long been transformed into tools without personal thoughts will not even be able to give up.
Until they pay off the life loan they are born into, they don't even have human rights.
It's totally an object.
"Fifth brother, tell me, those gentlemen in the upper city have obviously monopolized so much wealth and own so many cattle and horses, so why do they still need to create so many genetically customized humans?" Wang Banxian asked depressedly.
Everyone loves to give advice on state affairs, from an eighty-year-old man to an elementary school kid.
Even Wang Banxian, who had been suppressed for a whole year, could not escape.
Now that he finally got a chance, he started to complain bitterly, and most of what he said was about things that would not pass the review.
Just post something on the Coconut Juice City network, and within a minute an armed action force will follow the network cable to your home and start shooting at you.
"It's not profitable enough, it's not a big deal, and the profit that can be squeezed out is not enough. It's a very simple truth." Lu Wenwu shrugged.
From Wang Banxian's complaints, he suddenly understood something.
Why can even an illegal immigrant without an ID card open an anonymous account at any bank online?
There's just some profit to be made.
The bank will take a commission from anonymous accounts.
Since there is no government here, there is no such thing as taxation.
If a company wants to recover as much funds as possible that are not within its business scope, opening a bank and taking a cut from the cash flow is the most convenient and quickest solution.
You need to pay a fee to open an account.
Transfers require payment.
To collect money, you need to pay the fee.
Eat both ends, eat three dishes.
The more accounts there are, the better the business will be.
Oh yes, there are also internet fees, electricity bills and the cost of equipment used to access the internet.
"Let's stop criticizing vampires for now and talk about some serious business." Lu Wenwu sighed.
This kind of criticism is endless. If Wang Banxian is not interrupted, this guy will probably talk for several days.
As a player selected by the copy system, Wang Banxian's qualities are quite good.
He quickly adjusted his mood and became serious.
"First of all, I have to ask, do you have any idea about your mission at the moment?" Lu Wenwu asked.
“Not at all.”
Wang Banxian used his artificial eye to project an expression of a soybean man covering his eyes and laughing and crying.
"Investigating the secrets of Zulong Company? Fifth brother, even though I've made so many changes to myself, I'm only relatively successful in the Lower City. If I were in the Upper City, my combat effectiveness wouldn't be high enough among the mercenaries."
"Let me put it this way. Based on my understanding, the strongest armed forces in Coconut Juice City right now are probably the Dragon Claw Commando and Dragon Scale Riot Squad of Zulong Company. One is for attack, the other for defense. They're all fully remodeled with military-grade prosthetics, and they've all undergone genetic modification surgery and extreme training."
"The second is the small elite forces that each company has formed to protect its own interests and the lives and property of important customers."
"It's said that some of the top mercenary teams in Upper City also have this level of strength, but their armed forces cannot compare to those of large corporations. Even if they can complete full-body genetic modification and military prosthetics, they don't have the channels to obtain high-powered firearms and large-scale war weapons."
"As for the third tier, it's the armed peacekeeping force jointly formed by major corporations to maintain basic order in the Upper and Lower Districts. Most of the more famous mercenary groups and Upper District gangs also fall into this tier."
"The last tier consists of the trashy gangs and the ragtag bunch of peasants who've spent most of their lives hanging out in the downtown area. It's a mixed bag here. I can't say there aren't some hidden masters out there, but it's undeniable that the vast majority are trash."
"Although I don't want to admit it, I am included in that."
"Because we need to adapt to the fighting style again?" Lu Wenwu asked.
"Not entirely."
Wang Banxian did not deny it, but his face showed bitterness.
"We have to adapt to new combat methods and mindsets. Reforming them is indeed difficult, but the most important thing is that the hardware isn't up to par. I spent a lot of credits and went to great lengths to get a military-grade vision system, and it's not even the latest model."
Having said that, Wang Banxian knocked on his head, which had been replaced with a metal skull and transplanted with a soft armor layer, making a "clang clang" metallic sound.
"I am just a mortal now. I can't use my Nascent Soul and Divine Consciousness to speed up my thinking speed and computing power. I can only rely on supercomputing chips and auxiliary plug-ins."
"If you've ever played an FPS PVP game, you'd understand my pain. One step slow, every step slow."
"How can I, a guy with an i5 and a 960 GPU, a 60Hz screen, and a 100-pin lag on an accelerator, beat a 9-pin player with an i14 and a 4090 GPU, a 360Hz screen, and a server?"
"I just saw someone over here, and they've already calculated everything and started shooting! What the hell!"
Wang Banxian's expression became visibly excited.
He hammered the table in front of him, which was not very sturdy to begin with, making it bang loudly, with an expression of great grief and anger on his face.
"There's no such thing as fair competition in this world. They're all clearly locked in! The gap between the upper and lower limits of equipment is huge. The most powerful military firearms and even their bullets have navigation. They're like fucking missiles, swerving around corners and blowing you up. This is bullshit!"
Lu Wenwu's expression turned a little strange: "You are a cultivator of the art of divination, and you are fighting with guns. Isn't this a little strange?"
"What can I do? I'm desperate too!"
Wang Banxian slumped back into his chair, like a salted fish that had lost its dream.
"I often play computer games in the sect. I have also played cyberpunk games. I also want to go the hacker route, and I have done a lot of research in this area."
"But the hardware and computing power aren't up to par, so even my advanced skills aren't enough! Besides, there aren't many proto-robots in the Lower City area, and I'm outgunned after firing even the most primitive weapons. Hackers are complete rubbish."
This is indeed quite embarrassing to say.
No matter how powerful a hacker is on the Internet, he still needs the Internet to perform.
The people in the downtown area are poor per capita, and most of them have installed the cheapest electronic retina, which is enough to barely make a living and access the Internet. It's useless if it's black.
Once people physically disconnect from the internet, it’s like they don’t have it at all!
"So if possible, Fifth Brother, please let me be your trusted advisor!" Wang Banxian cried with a mournful face. "If you can help me, Fifth Brother, I'll immediately spend all my family fortune to buy a top-notch micro-supercomputer and become a full-time hacker to assist you!"
"I've already prepared the artificial nerve bundles and advanced genetic modification surgery. I even have an idea for an old-model military auxiliary chip. I just can't make up my mind at this last moment!"
"Looks like you've made a lot of money, kid." Lu Wenwu smacked his lips. "By the way, isn't it better for you to just lie low and slowly develop yourself? Why take such a big risk? I remember supercomputers being a Class A contraband. If you catch them, you'll be killed instantly."
"I unexpectedly received an order to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts. My intuition tells me that this is very likely related to my main task." Wang Banxian said with a bitter face.
"Wait a minute? Exorcism and ghost hunting?" Lu Wenwu was stunned. "Cyberpunk background, a place without spirits, exorcism and ghost hunting? Are you sure there's nothing wrong with this combination? How can ghosts be born in this place?"
"I don't know why, that's the problem."
Wang Banxian became serious and spoke seriously.
"I guarantee this based on my many years of experience, and I can swear to the sect's founder. I spent over a month investigating the scene, and I'm convinced it was a ghost who did it."
"What are the reasons and the course of events?" Lu Wenwu asked again.
Wang Banxian replied, "The client's father was driving a Renault six-seater smart commercial vehicle produced by Carl Company when it flew off an overpass, killing all five passengers. The vehicle's alarm system failed to function properly, and the emergency medical system did not respond."
"The security expert team sent by Carl Corporation pointed out that the driver of the previous intelligent vehicle died suddenly while driving, and his body parts physically interfered with the vehicle's operation, temporarily depriving the main control AI of its operational rights."
"The AI detected the driver's unconsciousness through a life detection device and then took emergency action. By the time it regained control, it was too late, leading to the accident. Subsequently, other life support systems failed due to physical damage."
"However, after reviewing the in-car AI cloud operation feedback report and his family's health check reports, the client discovered that the cause of death for his parents, wife, child, and sister was likely not that. Instead, it was the in-car main control AI that suddenly and unprovoked abnormal operation, causing the autonomous driving system to become disordered, and the vehicle lost control and went off the overpass."
"Furthermore, after the vehicle lost control, the automatic alarm system did not respond immediately, the life support system's crisis detection warning was not triggered, and even the airbags that were supposed to deploy physically were stuck and ineffective."
"Karl's explanation is that it had not carried out safety monitoring and vehicle maintenance for too long, and had not replaced aging and damaged parts in a timely manner, resulting in the ineffectiveness of the functions."
"Admittedly, we can try to explain this car accident by citing coincidence, system bugs, or damaged parts. But after my investigation, I'm certain that there must be something like an evil spirit behind this. Some of the arrangements are too abrupt and deliberate."
"And there's one thing that really caught my attention, something that even the client and Carl's company overlooked – this car wasn't a first-hand car, but a fourth-hand one."
"When I checked, I found that the information of the previous owners of this car was hidden very deeply. I found it through some small py transactions and followed the clues to do a little research on their current situation and family background."
"I can only say that if it were placed in Douluo Continent, this car would already be a Titled Douluo, and it would even be one with twin martial spirits."
Lu Wenwu: “?”
He asked in great confusion: "What do you mean?"
Liu Linan spread his hands and said, "There were a total of nineteen spirit rings in the car, enough to become a god. My client is the only one of the four families who survived because he didn't take the car."
(End of this chapter)
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