“C-01-3656?” Yin Zhu quickly realized and glanced at her own number: D-16-7525.
In this world, people announce their identification numbers as casually as eating a meal. If someone can't announce their identity fluently, it's easy for others to discover that their identity is questionable.
It seems I need to come up with a homophone method to quickly memorize it.
Yin Zhu forced herself to suppress the thought, focusing her attention more on the man outside the door: "What do you need? Don't bother us unless it's important."
Yin Zhu emphasized the last two words.
After all, there are only Yin Zhu and Mary in the family right now. Although Yin Zhu has undergone half a month of intensive physical and combat training by Xia Qingkong, she is not an experienced fighter and should avoid training if possible.
Moreover, based on the cyberpunk works that Yin Zhu had read, creatures with human modifications in such worlds are often stronger in combat. If it were just an ordinary human male outside, Yin Zhu could try to fight him head-on. But if it were a modified human or a robot in human skin, Yin Zhu could just prepare to run away with Little Mary.
The person outside the door didn't seem surprised, but spoke somewhat hurriedly: "Have you encountered any strange people lately?"
"What strange people?" Yin Zhu wasn't sure which side story the other person was referring to. "Could it be that some vagrants from outside the city have infiltrated? Or have some rebel organization appeared? Or perhaps some deity from the inner city has emerged?"
The man outside the door thought for a moment and added:
"I mean people whose movements are very unnatural, with some parts that are mechanical, but the rest are normal."
Isn't this referring to Aunt Cai from before?
Yin Zhu nodded, then, realizing the person outside couldn't see, said, "Aunt Cai downstairs seems to be like this. Didn't she have some kind of surgery?"
Yin Zhu used the same reasons Mary had given herself to convince herself, and tried to persuade another indigenous person.
"Impossible, no one in this building should need surgery and I didn't know..."
The man outside the door couldn't help but mutter to himself. Fortunately, the megaphone was working well, allowing Yin Zhu to hear him clearly. She roughly understood what was going on and asked, "Has something happened outside lately?"
"It's nothing, but you'd better stay home as much as possible lately. There's a person infected with Cybervirus who has escaped to this area. It would be bad if you got infected."
The man offered Yin Zhu a few words of comfort and then quickly left the floor, heading upstairs.
The apartment building has about twenty floors, with only one household living on each floor, so there aren't many residents overall.
However, precisely because of this, each floor of the house is about three or four hundred square meters, which is more than ten times larger than the dilapidated twenty or thirty square meter rooms in the poor's apartments.
With Mary's parents' note in front of her and this strange young man behind her, Yin Zhu felt that the situation was getting worse and worse.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
Mary walked out of the kitchen, holding a cup of yogurt and looking a little lost. She seemed to have been hungry, as there was a bit of white hair on her lips.
Seeing this, Yin Zhu quickly found a tissue to wipe Mary's mouth: "How could you eat so carelessly?"
"Hmm, I can wipe it myself." Mary complained, but she raised her chubby little face and waited quietly for Yin Zhu to wipe it clean for her.
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the neighbor wanted to ask if we had encountered any bad people."
Yin Zhu changed the "strange person" mentioned by C-01-3656 to "bad person" to set the stage for the conversation: "He said that bad people can pretend to be people you know, but their actions will be a bit mechanical."
"Ah, isn't this Aunt Cai? Could she have been impersonated by a bad person?"
Mary immediately understood, thinking of Aunt Cai they had just discussed, and her little face scrunched up: "What if something happens to the real Aunt Cai?"
"Perhaps something has already happened?"
Yin Zhu sighed heavily: "Let's tell your mother when she gets back... or do you have a way to contact her? We can tell her now."
"Ah... but Mom said not to disturb her while she's working..."
Mary scratched her head, her expression growing increasingly serious. This look on a child was rather comical, like a child pretending to be an adult, revealing a certain naivety: "Besides, I don't know Aunt Cai's spirit medium's number..."
"So what do your parents usually call her?" Yin Zhu changed the subject.
“Just call her Sister Cai. My mom said that the title and number were too hard to remember, so she asked Aunt Cai for her ancestors’ names.”
"Ancestors..."
Yin Zhu hadn't heard such an ancient word in a long time.
It turns out that not only do people find numbers hard to remember, but even indigenous people don't like names with long strings of numbers. No wonder there are names like Worm and Mary. Numerical names seem more like work names, while simpler names are more like nicknames.
Speaking of this, Yin Zhu remembered something else: "Mary, what's your Good Spirit Officer number?"
Hearing Yin Zhu's casual question, Mary tensed up and clutched her small hands tightly: "Mom said I can't just give my number to anyone."
well?
Yin Zhu bent down, trying to look at the petite Mary at eye level: "But look, the older boy just now directly gave his number. You should have roll call at school too, right? Don't the teachers call out the other children's numbers?"
In fact, Yin Zhu didn't know if what she said was right or wrong, but according to normal logic, since it was a name, there was no need to hide it.
Mary was stumped by Yin Zhu's question once again. She blinked and hesitated for a moment before replying, "It seems so..."
She opened her hand, revealing her benevolent spirit, which had almost blended into the child's fair hand, with the number E-20-1210 clearly written on it.
Something's not right, something's very wrong.
Mary's parents are both elite talents who are about to enter the inner city. Why is Mary's number so far down, even lower than Yin Zhu's, who stole her identity halfway? Can she really enter the inner city?
For the first time, Yin Zhu felt a little regretful; she shouldn't have been so curious.
Perhaps she shouldn't have bothered to find out Mary's number in the first place; after all, she only needed to earn enough for a week to take the money and leave.
On the very first day, he had already uncovered such a huge secret. Would Mary's parents try to silence him?
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