Chapter 441 Deep Virtual Reality 269
"Is that Buz?" The man leaned back in his chair, the cigar in his hand glowing faintly.
Yin Yue's face stiffened, then she nodded silently.
"A bunch of idiots."
Ben scoffed lightly, then extinguished the cigarette between his fingers. Just when Yin Yue thought Ben was about to issue a kill order against Xie Ning, he instead squeezed his cold, hard mechanical hand, his tall figure casting a large shadow.
"It's time to get rid of some of the parasites in the rebels; the trees that have grown are now riddled with holes." Ben chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Yin Yue's eyes were filled with complex emotions, but she still didn't say anything.
Ben glanced at him and continued, "You come too. Although the androids are relatively united, the emergence of Xia Yan should serve as a wake-up call."
Humans have desires, and so do androids.
Moreover, "Don't worry, those we've cleaned up are all people planted by the Federation. As for the others, well, do whatever you want with them."
Ben was completely indifferent. The rebels were originally just a refuge for a group of people with nowhere else to go. To be honest, he had had enough of being their leader.
He crawled out of the underground boxing ring, and now he just wants to stay quietly in his own boxing ring, a ring that exudes passion and is free from twisted and morbid desires.
Yin Yue followed quietly behind Ben, step by step. Their figures were reflected on the floor. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the past, to the young man lying in a pool of blood, who had now grown even taller and more imposing.
The young man, who climbed step by step to the position of rebel leader, only wanted to return to the boxing ring that almost cost him his life.
Because he was born in an underground city, he lost his parents when he was very young and had no ability to survive. But weeds are always more resilient. He spent almost half his life in the boxing ring, from a errand boy to a punching bag, then to a boxer in the ring, until he ascended to the throne of the boxing champion.
In the end, he completely collapsed due to the exchange of interests with the rich, and it was at that time that Yin Yue met him.
At that time, he was nothing more than a knife that the rich man bought and used, dutifully handling all obstacles for the rich man. Once the knife broke, it should be destroyed.
He bought the useless youth, and the youth killed the rich man.
He was free. He realized that freedom was so simple.
But what happened after he gained his freedom? It was a period of confusion. He wandered around the city, which was shimmering with vibrant colors under the rain, all day long. He brought out a product with the same genes as him, Silver Star.
Then, under the cover of night, they encountered Rella, who was picking up children from a trash can. They were injured; Rella was an excellent doctor.
Later, they had a permanent home, a green home.
Although life was difficult, they had hope for the future, less confusion and more anticipation.
But humans are never satisfied. He watched as an escaped android gradually closed its eyes. On a rainy day, the pattering rain sounded like the music of death, taking away one of its kind after another.
They live in dark, cramped corners, like rats, spying on the city's prosperity.
They can never live in the light because they are not accepted by people; they are just a manufactured commodity.
Genetic defects limit their lifespan, and product definitions prevent them from being accepted.
Silver Moon's desires grew little by little, so when the young man extended an olive branch to her, she joined the rebels without hesitation. Why can't the collapsing world collapse a little more?
If violence can overthrow the government and establish a regime of their own, then can't they redefine themselves?
But it was too difficult. They groped their way across the river, and the opposite bank became increasingly out of reach.
Sometimes, Silvermoon would reflect on whether they hadn't tried hard enough.
"No." Xie Ning shook her head gently, her tone firm, "The value of hard work should not be denied."
"I've gotten to where I am today not only because of my own efforts, but also because of your support." She learned from the rebels' experience, and how could the resources and money they provided in cooperation with her not be considered a form of support?
The rebels she recruited and turned were also a force to be reckoned with.
Moreover, she comes from another world, possessing sufficient experience and abundant knowledge to support her ability to see through phenomena to their essence.
Therefore, she was able to choose a suitable and correct path, and made comprehensive decisions.
She firmly believed that the power of knowledge surpassed all other powers in the world.
Silver Moon's eyes flickered slightly, his silver hair fluttering in the breeze. His face was young and seemed not to age, but according to the definition of android age, he was already an old man on his deathbed.
Hearing that her efforts were acknowledged, her eyes still shone brightly.
"The rebels have been quelled, and I am now acting as their agent. If needed, we will be your sharpest weapon." Silvermoon's voice was firm, yet tinged with a hint of relief.
Xie Ning gave a soft "hmm," seemingly unsurprised.
She once said that her roots would extend to various fields.
In the art of war, winning hearts and minds is the best strategy, while attacking cities is the worst; psychological warfare is superior to physical warfare.
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