The man was unaware of Hirano San's talent, but Yin Zhu was.
Even without being completely exposed, Yin Zhu guessed that Hirano San's ability was not some so-called "dream person," but rather a kind of mind-reading ability; otherwise, she wouldn't have expressed so many of Yin Zhu's thoughts.
Compared to Yin Zhu, who forgot to upgrade and was a half-baked player, Hirano Shan was undoubtedly better off staying in the apartment. She could control the emotions of the others and prevent anyone from calling the police to report the man. That way, even if Yin Zhu died outside, the next Chosen One of the Dragon Kingdom would still have a safe starting point.
Moreover, Hirano San, who had never left the apartment, directly revealed to her that there were law enforcement robots outside.
Not only will Hirano San's mental talents be useless, but her rule-based and physical talents will probably also be countered by the robot. I knew that nothing is more stubborn than machines and programs.
The man standing to the side didn't think too much about it, and simply urged, "Have you decided who's going out?"
"I."
"she."
Hirano Shan and Yin Zhu's tacit understanding was once again demonstrated. Without any of the usual excuses or modesty typical of the Eastern Continent, they gave the same answer directly.
The man glanced at Hirano Shan, who was youthful and beautiful but still a little naive, and then at Yin Zhu, who had a bare face and exuded the air of a corporate slave. He nodded in agreement: "It's too dangerous outside the apartment. It's definitely better for adults to go out."
"...Just give it to me." Yin Zhu's greedy nature kicked in again, but considering that the other party was at least a friendly NPC, he ultimately said nothing.
"By the way, let me introduce myself. My code name is D-05-1988, but you can just call me Worm. I love working with worm viruses." The man who called himself Worm stretched out his hand and tried to show a sunny smile—even though he had never actually seen sunlight.
Hirano Sane knew he wanted to shake hands, which was a social custom in Vina City, but due to her low regard for humans, she didn't want physical contact with him. Instead, she took a step back and bowed, saying, "Hello, Worm Teacher."
Worm: "Uh..."
Yin Zhu glanced at their actions and decisively placed the back of her hand on theirs, not to shake hands, but as if putting something down: "Then I'll trouble you."
The worm, somewhat amused and exasperated, withdrew its hand, returned to the bedside, and retrieved tools and items from under the bed: "I'll give you some local anesthesia in a bit, then perform a painless minor surgery. Don't be nervous. Also, the highest level I can get you is a D-level identity; anything higher will require you to acquire it yourself. A C-level is for a full-time employee of the company, a B-level should be for company management, and as for an A-level..."
"Do even immortals have to take civil service exams?" Yin Zhu subconsciously noticed the word "company" he mentioned.
Although it was reasonable, it was still very shocking, second only to when Yin Zhu saw a group of people on Earth discussing whether reincarnation also required an exam, and how well they needed to pass to be reincarnated into a wealthy family.
However, the moment after asking the question, Yin Zhu realized that she had said something inappropriate.
So far, none of the rules contain anything about "mythology." Although "Good Spirit Official" is a somewhat far-fetched connection, all the speculations about gods are just Yin Zhu's interpretations of the title of this instance. At this point, this question seems a bit abrupt.
Fortunately, both the worm and Hirano San are allies, so it's not a problem for now. But if they make the same mistake again, there might be no one to bail them out.
Yin Zhu glanced quickly at Hirano Shan, and after confirming that her expression hadn't changed, she muttered to herself: Anyway, if I say something wrong here, Shan Shan will clean up my mess, so I don't have to be afraid of anything...
As expected, Hirano Shan, having heard Yin Zhu's thoughts, gave Yin Zhu a cold look.
Yin Zhu was determined to commit this despicable act.
The worm beside them, oblivious to their little antics, patiently explained to Yin Zhu, "Ever since the gods descended from the heavens, they are no longer gods, but merely humans with superpowers..."
Rather than offering an explanation, his tone gradually shifted towards resentment.
“I don’t know what your family told you, but perhaps life in Vina City is indeed better than outside, but a slight misstep could also lead to your quicker death.” The worm seemed to have already conjured up a story in its mind about how “outsiders were trying every means to send their children in.”
If it weren't for the fear of being reported by the neighbors, Yin Zhu would have reason to suspect that the worm would want to yell at people.
Just as the minimally invasive surgery reached a crucial point, the worm closed its mouth and carefully placed the thing on the back of Yin Zhu's hand, finally sprinkling some clear liquid on it: "This way you'll recover quickly, and no problems will be noticeable."
Almost the instant the liquid evaporated from her skin, Yin Zhu felt a tingling sensation emanating from the wound. Her hand, which had been anesthetized, gradually regained sensation, and the surgical wound healed at a visible speed, eventually becoming completely flawless, just as the worm had said.
"What is this 'washing hands to replenish blood'?" Yin Zhu wondered if it was a high-tech product from this world.
The worm didn't answer the bumpkin's question. It carefully put away the bottle of liquid. The amount inside could probably be used about five more times. If the five chosen ones died in turn, there probably wouldn't be enough for the later ones.
Next, the worm scanned the back of Yin Zhu's hand with a device, then connected it to a display screen as thin as an exercise book, and began tapping and typing on it.
Yin Zhu couldn't understand the words on it, but she could vaguely understand that it was about creating a false identity for herself.
Seeing that the current situation had little to do with her, Yin Zhu took advantage of the free time to sidle up to Hirano Shan and whisper in her ear: "He must know a lot of languages."
“Be careful what you say after that is powered on, it has a listening function.” Hirano San pointed to the benevolent spirit that had been newly installed on the back of her hand. “Have some reverence for the gods. Even if they are no longer physically superior, they are still very terrifying beings, which is why countless people continue to believe in them.”
The two were speaking the Dragon Kingdom language, so Yin Zhu didn't notice the implied meaning in Pingye Shan's words.
Zhu Shan and the other woman spoke in hushed tones, but it was enough for the worm to hear them. While waiting for the computer to input the data, the worm took the time to refute Hirano Shan's opinion: "They are just a group of immortal monsters. What gods? They just control most of the resources and then enslave humanity even more, forcing countless people to modify their bodies in order to be accepted by them—it's utterly ridiculous."
This time, there's a lot of information to be shared.
Yin Zhu couldn't be sure whether the worm simply had a strong desire to express itself, or whether Hirano Shan had done something, but in any case, the final result was not bad for her.
After the data was officially entered, Yin Zhu could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Now that the "Good Spirit Official Identity Recognition Device" has been passed through the Minglu, even outsiders and chosen ones can swagger through the streets of Vena City.
What would the cyberpunk world look like if we saw it with our own eyes?
The moment Yin Zhu stepped out of the apartment door, her expectant expression instantly turned into a frown, a look of grievance, and utter disappointment.
The reason is simple.
Is the smog in Viña City a bit too bad? The visibility is only about 20 meters, right?
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