Chapter 202: Stories happening simultaneously
"Is that your idea or did the serum say that?"
"..."
Sisal Rope obviously didn't want to answer this question.
Gino also cast a scrutinizing look at him.
John took a deep breath and reminded himself in his heart - the idiot in the back row was Gino's friend, he didn't owe him anything, so he couldn't deal with him with a mercenary's temper.
The sirens sounded distant and long.
This is the edge of Sakura Crossroad.
Below the cross-district bridge is a beach filled with abandoned containers and construction waste.
John pulled over and adjusted his tone.
"Hey, man, I don't know what's up with you, but this matter concerns your fucking life, you have to at least check with the serum before getting back to me, okay?"
John knew that Sisal Rope was worried that he would attract network surveillance.
He couldn't prove anything and could only complain.
"I never thought of having anything to do with that mysterious hacker. She was the one who turned my life upside down. The name of Serum was signed on the transportation order of Tiebang Logistics! My work, my body, and the beginning of my journey as a mercenary were all caused by her!"
"..."
I don't know the specifics of sisal rope.
But he could sense John's suppressed emotions - emotions that would tear him apart if released.
The introverted professional hacker folded his arms and almost slid out of the back seat, trying to escape by covering his eyes and most of his face with a ski hat.
"I need to talk to Gino alone. Um, between members of the Wanderer Alliance."
"get off."
The side door of Silver Knight 577 rises.
Sisal Rope and Gino left the car.
They climbed over the guardrail and walked deep into the dark and rugged beach, using old containers to block their view and prevent their lip reading from being recognized by language software.
Gino's face was filled with astonishment when he returned to the passenger seat.
"Fake."
She murmured softly, as if she had forgotten John's existence.
Sisal Rope sat in the back row, feeling relieved, as if he finally had someone to talk to.
John speculated that they had discovered the secret of the serum - a secret that was inconvenient for him to know and that he had to be on guard against network surveillance at all times.
"Since you're avoiding me, I'm too lazy to ask. If things don't work out, let's just stop here and send you two home safely."
"Phew~ Sorry, this news is a bit shocking to me."
Gino seemed to have just come to his senses and frowned.
"She, she is different from what I imagined. The Wanderer Alliance is our home in cyberspace. The boss has taken care of each and every one of us..."
Gino babbled.
Most of it was said to himself, as if to strengthen some kind of confidence, and finally he turned around and looked at the sisal rope.
"But we can't make decisions for the Boss. Let her know about John's situation. You can contact her, right?"
"……All right."
Sisal rope seems to be compromised.
He pulled out his familiar messenger bag and laid it across his legs.
This little gadget paralyzed half of the train platform not long ago, and scared John so much that he called out to warn others.
"Hey, wait, are you going to blow up my car?"
"Relax, releasing the Black Ice program is just one of its functions. Uh, it's a special program commonly used by hackers."
Sisal Rope was talking without stopping the operation.
He did not explain the Black Ice procedure in detail to John, but looked up thoughtfully and spoke to Gino.
"I've been researching the relevant field recently. This is just a semi-finished product. You'll have to help me debug the hardware later. You're the best at this among our group."
He took out a black lump with a signal light, unplugged the data cable from his wrist and connected it, then took out a microchip from the base of the headset and inserted it.
There seemed to be some invisible radio waves spreading in the carriage.
The two artificial eyes of Sisal Rope emitted a faint light, which was extremely obvious in the dim car, and he himself was in a state of being unable to communicate.
John looked for a moment and then turned back to wait.
He had no interest in delving deeper into the [Wanderer Alliance]; his search for the serum was simply a result of the pressure of survival and his desire for the truth.
John stared out the window at the wind turbine covered with graffiti.
A motorcycle robber screamed as he passed by the supercar. In the quiet air, rhythmic music could be heard coming from the direction of the dance hall and the apartment building. The Oriental man passing by was thin and short...
Drugs, gangs, motorcycles, cheap prosthetics, ukiyo-e tattoos.
This is John's most profound impression of Sakura Cross Street.
Sudden.
The vehicle system suddenly received a strange access message.
【Hacking detected/rejected by default.】
John slowly raised his head and noticed the bridge across the beach:
The signal lights on the concrete bridge piers went out from far to near, followed by the silence of the roadside vending machines, and the colorful screen lights turned into a dark green.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
The nearest streetlight flickers regularly.
Huge electric currents passed through repeatedly, and the noise they made seemed to be some kind of hint.
John had Black Light acquiesce to the vehicle authorization.
[Vehicle access/pass detected]
[Voice channel invitation [user: Serum]]
The front windshield of Silver Rider 577 suddenly darkened, blue ripples spread, and the entire piece of glass became a built-in projection display.
The blue data stream transforms into a 3D holographic projection.
The mosaic faded, and the blocks of color were pieced together again to form a middle-aged blonde woman.
She had a robotic arm of unknown model, and a cheap shiny hooded sweatshirt that covered the network access port and signal amplifier.
The founder of the Wanderer Alliance, a wanted criminal with a bounty on his head by the Internet surveillance.
Serum [Pacifica Connor].
John took a deep breath and frowned at the electronic shadow.
"It's not easy to meet you, Fuck. I have a lot of questions for you. The transportation incident of Tiebang Logistics was caused by Vacuum Tube [VT]. Who are these guys and why are they targeting me?"
The holographic projection of Serum turned around and leaned forward slightly to observe.
She kept her hands in her sweatshirt pockets, looking calm and a little indifferent, exactly the same impression she had at Silver Port.
[You get along well with this Si'an Westin, but your current physical condition cannot bring out its full performance. The nerve damage is too severe, and it cannot withstand a higher intensity of time stop...]
"Fuck it, I went to great lengths to see you, not to ask you to do an online consultation for me, nor to issue me a critical illness notice!"
John was a little annoyed.
Serum seemed not to hear his question.
[The iris is congested, and the light perception is slightly off. That's the problem. This Sian Westin is like a space engine stuffed into a car. Logically, you should have been burned to charcoal long ago, but it seems that there is a high-precision balance device in your body that helps you calibrate the equipment in real time.]
"Does this have anything to do with my problem?"
[Of course, John, in my opinion, this is much more important than the question you raised. If you don’t even understand your own body, is it necessary to pursue the so-called truth? ]
"..."
John couldn't point a gun at a holographic image. The serum had a complete advantage in intelligence and situation. If it didn't want to answer, or even directly cut off the data connection, John would have no way to deal with it.
The interior of the supercar was dark and depressing, and the light emerging from the holographic projection illuminated the faces of Gino and Jianma Rope.
They even controlled their breathing and seemed to be in awe of the serum.
"You can't be here to watch me have fun, right? Don't waste your time. You said you would investigate the truth after leaving Silver Harbor. Let's exchange information."
John pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and the fierceness in his eyes gradually faded away.
He readjusted his words, recalled what Xiansheng had just said, and used the proper tone for negotiation.
"In exchange, I can cooperate with you and figure out what is in my body."
【Good, John, you have regained your sanity.】
Serum finally changed his attitude from observer to equal conversation, and the holographic projection also made eye contact with John for the first time.
[Information exchange requires a rational brain, and your mind just now was full of self-destruction. Even if what I said is valuable, it is just throwing garbage into a burning oil barrel.]
Serum took out the prosthetic limb from his pocket.
Her robotic arm is very old and of unknown model, and scanning and identification cannot tell which company produced it.
Various text messages with photos attached popped up on the car windows.
[When the Tiebang Logistics incident happened, I was unable to obtain any outside information. The version I am sending you now is what I have recovered from my investigation during this period.]
Xianla turned his head slightly and looked at Gino who was sitting in the passenger seat.
[Since you once saved Gino, I can help you sort out the intersection between us. ]
John's prosthetic eye shrank and combined with the story of the serum, it was as if he saw the story happening in the City of Eden at the same time as his own from another perspective.
It all began with Pacifica Connor's research.
Before becoming a super hacker and compiler of the Pandora algorithm, she was an independent project leader at the European Messiah Bionics Research Center.
[Data transfer 33/77 detected, file scan completed...]
[Transmission 2064/11 of "The Causes of Cyberpsychosis and Solid-State Carrier Treatment Experiment MS41-77-T"]
Even today when technology is highly developed, major companies have not yet figured out the complete cause of cyberpsychosis.
The most accepted theory at present is that the overload on the prosthesis led to mental disorder.
Some studies also believe that cyberpsychosis is related to the psychological pressure and sudden major stimulation suffered by patients.
But no matter what, there are always companies investing massive amounts of resources in this field in the hope of curing this ultimate problem of the cyber age.
Pacifica Connor tries to design a vehicle.
It is similar to some kind of external device that can share the brain pressure and excessive nerve impulses of cyberpsychiatric patients, thereby slowing down or even offsetting the symptoms of loss of control and allowing them to return to normal life.
It wasn't until 2070 that the famous STU terrorist attack broke out in the European Community.
The following year, Messiah Corporation was hit by a major scandal, all senior management was replaced, and all research, including that on "special carriers", was shelved.
Due to ideological conflicts and experimental accidents.
Pacifica Connor left Messiah and came to Eden from Europe to settle down, using the codename "Serum" to become a lone super hacker in cyberspace.
During this period, the Wanderer Alliance was formed.
She recruited talented hackers including Gino, Tin Foil, Baseball Bat, and Sisal Rope, and helped them deal with countless troubles. Several famous network crises made her famous in cyberspace.
Serum has also not concealed his interest in and research on cyberpsychiatry.
This was noticed by the company.
Plato and Gaia Cell reached a cooperation in Eden City to jointly study memory access and neural stimulation, and they both believed that the research on serum was crucial, so they invited her.
The negotiation process is unclear, but Serum refused.
But the two companies did not give up, and instead adopted unconventional "business methods".
Plato's office director [Bismarck Ritter] used the power of the network security department to open the serum offline using a regional blockade, and used a team of company soldiers to kidnap people and place them under house arrest in the laboratory.
The disappearance of the serum led to the exposure of the true identity.
In real life, she seems to be poor and lives in a tin shack. She regularly donates anonymously to churches and community welfare organizations and occasionally participates in online mutual aid discussions.
What is of most concern is:
Serum lives with the cyberpsychopaths.
A photo appeared in front of everyone.
John had seen it before with a baseball bat.
Serum stood in front of the shed with three ghouls.
They were serum's research samples in the City of Eden. Through treatment, they have initially gotten rid of the symptoms of cyberpsychosis and are no different from normal people. After serum disappeared, these three former zombies have been looking for her in their own ways.
The serum enlarges the photo.
The scene focuses on a man with a tear-like scar at the corner of his lip.
[His name is Zuo, he has a high IQ, this face looks strange to you, right? Then take a look at this. ]
Serum moved Zuo's photo to the side, opened another window, and played the transaction scene of Mr. Vito buying weapons - the same version that Oros showed to John.
The picture freezes at the moment when the buyer and seller shake hands.
The seller in charge of the negotiation was a man wearing a nano-thin tube suit and had a brown slicked-back hair. He had thin cheeks and cold eyes.
John looked closely and noticed the crack at the corner of his lip.
"Zao joined the vacuum tube [VT]?"
【Yes. 】
There was a hint of confusion in Serum's expression.
【I don’t know who recruited him.】
The results of the survey show that:
Zuo's way of rescuing the serum was to seek help from the organization. Perhaps due to the peculiarities of the cyberpsychosis cure case, he was noticed and recruited by Vacuum Tube and was further transformed into a base constitution.
[The transportation of Tiebang Logistics was arranged by Zuo. John, your current body is actually the container that Zuo gave me for biological transfer.]
"WTF!?"
John was a little emotional.
He even felt a chill down his spine, his fingers curling up and closing unconsciously.
"This is kind of fucking scary, what does biological transfer mean?"
[Literally, vacuum tubes [VT] can transfer people from different bodies like pouring water. I don't know how they do it. Maybe you have to ask Zuo himself.]
"Isn't he in the same group with you?"
[But I can’t contact him now. The vacuum tube is very powerful and left no trace. ]
"So, it's all your fault that I ended up like this!"
John narrowed his eyes, anger and horror reverberating in his chest.
Serum shook his head calmly.
[But Zuo was obviously fooled. When he did all this, I was under house arrest in Plato's laboratory and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.]
Zuo is convinced that he is rescuing the serum.
But it was John who woke up in the cooperative hospital.
Who is deceiving Zuo?
Are vacuum tubes informed?
What happened in the middle?
……
John leaned on the driver's seat with a frown on his face.
The revelation of the truth did not bring the relief of clarity but instead brought more questions. I feel that I am related to everything but I know nothing.
His scarred brain ached slightly.
(End of this chapter)
"Is that your idea or did the serum say that?"
"..."
Sisal Rope obviously didn't want to answer this question.
Gino also cast a scrutinizing look at him.
John took a deep breath and reminded himself in his heart - the idiot in the back row was Gino's friend, he didn't owe him anything, so he couldn't deal with him with a mercenary's temper.
The sirens sounded distant and long.
This is the edge of Sakura Crossroad.
Below the cross-district bridge is a beach filled with abandoned containers and construction waste.
John pulled over and adjusted his tone.
"Hey, man, I don't know what's up with you, but this matter concerns your fucking life, you have to at least check with the serum before getting back to me, okay?"
John knew that Sisal Rope was worried that he would attract network surveillance.
He couldn't prove anything and could only complain.
"I never thought of having anything to do with that mysterious hacker. She was the one who turned my life upside down. The name of Serum was signed on the transportation order of Tiebang Logistics! My work, my body, and the beginning of my journey as a mercenary were all caused by her!"
"..."
I don't know the specifics of sisal rope.
But he could sense John's suppressed emotions - emotions that would tear him apart if released.
The introverted professional hacker folded his arms and almost slid out of the back seat, trying to escape by covering his eyes and most of his face with a ski hat.
"I need to talk to Gino alone. Um, between members of the Wanderer Alliance."
"get off."
The side door of Silver Knight 577 rises.
Sisal Rope and Gino left the car.
They climbed over the guardrail and walked deep into the dark and rugged beach, using old containers to block their view and prevent their lip reading from being recognized by language software.
Gino's face was filled with astonishment when he returned to the passenger seat.
"Fake."
She murmured softly, as if she had forgotten John's existence.
Sisal Rope sat in the back row, feeling relieved, as if he finally had someone to talk to.
John speculated that they had discovered the secret of the serum - a secret that was inconvenient for him to know and that he had to be on guard against network surveillance at all times.
"Since you're avoiding me, I'm too lazy to ask. If things don't work out, let's just stop here and send you two home safely."
"Phew~ Sorry, this news is a bit shocking to me."
Gino seemed to have just come to his senses and frowned.
"She, she is different from what I imagined. The Wanderer Alliance is our home in cyberspace. The boss has taken care of each and every one of us..."
Gino babbled.
Most of it was said to himself, as if to strengthen some kind of confidence, and finally he turned around and looked at the sisal rope.
"But we can't make decisions for the Boss. Let her know about John's situation. You can contact her, right?"
"……All right."
Sisal rope seems to be compromised.
He pulled out his familiar messenger bag and laid it across his legs.
This little gadget paralyzed half of the train platform not long ago, and scared John so much that he called out to warn others.
"Hey, wait, are you going to blow up my car?"
"Relax, releasing the Black Ice program is just one of its functions. Uh, it's a special program commonly used by hackers."
Sisal Rope was talking without stopping the operation.
He did not explain the Black Ice procedure in detail to John, but looked up thoughtfully and spoke to Gino.
"I've been researching the relevant field recently. This is just a semi-finished product. You'll have to help me debug the hardware later. You're the best at this among our group."
He took out a black lump with a signal light, unplugged the data cable from his wrist and connected it, then took out a microchip from the base of the headset and inserted it.
There seemed to be some invisible radio waves spreading in the carriage.
The two artificial eyes of Sisal Rope emitted a faint light, which was extremely obvious in the dim car, and he himself was in a state of being unable to communicate.
John looked for a moment and then turned back to wait.
He had no interest in delving deeper into the [Wanderer Alliance]; his search for the serum was simply a result of the pressure of survival and his desire for the truth.
John stared out the window at the wind turbine covered with graffiti.
A motorcycle robber screamed as he passed by the supercar. In the quiet air, rhythmic music could be heard coming from the direction of the dance hall and the apartment building. The Oriental man passing by was thin and short...
Drugs, gangs, motorcycles, cheap prosthetics, ukiyo-e tattoos.
This is John's most profound impression of Sakura Cross Street.
Sudden.
The vehicle system suddenly received a strange access message.
【Hacking detected/rejected by default.】
John slowly raised his head and noticed the bridge across the beach:
The signal lights on the concrete bridge piers went out from far to near, followed by the silence of the roadside vending machines, and the colorful screen lights turned into a dark green.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
The nearest streetlight flickers regularly.
Huge electric currents passed through repeatedly, and the noise they made seemed to be some kind of hint.
John had Black Light acquiesce to the vehicle authorization.
[Vehicle access/pass detected]
[Voice channel invitation [user: Serum]]
The front windshield of Silver Rider 577 suddenly darkened, blue ripples spread, and the entire piece of glass became a built-in projection display.
The blue data stream transforms into a 3D holographic projection.
The mosaic faded, and the blocks of color were pieced together again to form a middle-aged blonde woman.
She had a robotic arm of unknown model, and a cheap shiny hooded sweatshirt that covered the network access port and signal amplifier.
The founder of the Wanderer Alliance, a wanted criminal with a bounty on his head by the Internet surveillance.
Serum [Pacifica Connor].
John took a deep breath and frowned at the electronic shadow.
"It's not easy to meet you, Fuck. I have a lot of questions for you. The transportation incident of Tiebang Logistics was caused by Vacuum Tube [VT]. Who are these guys and why are they targeting me?"
The holographic projection of Serum turned around and leaned forward slightly to observe.
She kept her hands in her sweatshirt pockets, looking calm and a little indifferent, exactly the same impression she had at Silver Port.
[You get along well with this Si'an Westin, but your current physical condition cannot bring out its full performance. The nerve damage is too severe, and it cannot withstand a higher intensity of time stop...]
"Fuck it, I went to great lengths to see you, not to ask you to do an online consultation for me, nor to issue me a critical illness notice!"
John was a little annoyed.
Serum seemed not to hear his question.
[The iris is congested, and the light perception is slightly off. That's the problem. This Sian Westin is like a space engine stuffed into a car. Logically, you should have been burned to charcoal long ago, but it seems that there is a high-precision balance device in your body that helps you calibrate the equipment in real time.]
"Does this have anything to do with my problem?"
[Of course, John, in my opinion, this is much more important than the question you raised. If you don’t even understand your own body, is it necessary to pursue the so-called truth? ]
"..."
John couldn't point a gun at a holographic image. The serum had a complete advantage in intelligence and situation. If it didn't want to answer, or even directly cut off the data connection, John would have no way to deal with it.
The interior of the supercar was dark and depressing, and the light emerging from the holographic projection illuminated the faces of Gino and Jianma Rope.
They even controlled their breathing and seemed to be in awe of the serum.
"You can't be here to watch me have fun, right? Don't waste your time. You said you would investigate the truth after leaving Silver Harbor. Let's exchange information."
John pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and the fierceness in his eyes gradually faded away.
He readjusted his words, recalled what Xiansheng had just said, and used the proper tone for negotiation.
"In exchange, I can cooperate with you and figure out what is in my body."
【Good, John, you have regained your sanity.】
Serum finally changed his attitude from observer to equal conversation, and the holographic projection also made eye contact with John for the first time.
[Information exchange requires a rational brain, and your mind just now was full of self-destruction. Even if what I said is valuable, it is just throwing garbage into a burning oil barrel.]
Serum took out the prosthetic limb from his pocket.
Her robotic arm is very old and of unknown model, and scanning and identification cannot tell which company produced it.
Various text messages with photos attached popped up on the car windows.
[When the Tiebang Logistics incident happened, I was unable to obtain any outside information. The version I am sending you now is what I have recovered from my investigation during this period.]
Xianla turned his head slightly and looked at Gino who was sitting in the passenger seat.
[Since you once saved Gino, I can help you sort out the intersection between us. ]
John's prosthetic eye shrank and combined with the story of the serum, it was as if he saw the story happening in the City of Eden at the same time as his own from another perspective.
It all began with Pacifica Connor's research.
Before becoming a super hacker and compiler of the Pandora algorithm, she was an independent project leader at the European Messiah Bionics Research Center.
[Data transfer 33/77 detected, file scan completed...]
[Transmission 2064/11 of "The Causes of Cyberpsychosis and Solid-State Carrier Treatment Experiment MS41-77-T"]
Even today when technology is highly developed, major companies have not yet figured out the complete cause of cyberpsychosis.
The most accepted theory at present is that the overload on the prosthesis led to mental disorder.
Some studies also believe that cyberpsychosis is related to the psychological pressure and sudden major stimulation suffered by patients.
But no matter what, there are always companies investing massive amounts of resources in this field in the hope of curing this ultimate problem of the cyber age.
Pacifica Connor tries to design a vehicle.
It is similar to some kind of external device that can share the brain pressure and excessive nerve impulses of cyberpsychiatric patients, thereby slowing down or even offsetting the symptoms of loss of control and allowing them to return to normal life.
It wasn't until 2070 that the famous STU terrorist attack broke out in the European Community.
The following year, Messiah Corporation was hit by a major scandal, all senior management was replaced, and all research, including that on "special carriers", was shelved.
Due to ideological conflicts and experimental accidents.
Pacifica Connor left Messiah and came to Eden from Europe to settle down, using the codename "Serum" to become a lone super hacker in cyberspace.
During this period, the Wanderer Alliance was formed.
She recruited talented hackers including Gino, Tin Foil, Baseball Bat, and Sisal Rope, and helped them deal with countless troubles. Several famous network crises made her famous in cyberspace.
Serum has also not concealed his interest in and research on cyberpsychiatry.
This was noticed by the company.
Plato and Gaia Cell reached a cooperation in Eden City to jointly study memory access and neural stimulation, and they both believed that the research on serum was crucial, so they invited her.
The negotiation process is unclear, but Serum refused.
But the two companies did not give up, and instead adopted unconventional "business methods".
Plato's office director [Bismarck Ritter] used the power of the network security department to open the serum offline using a regional blockade, and used a team of company soldiers to kidnap people and place them under house arrest in the laboratory.
The disappearance of the serum led to the exposure of the true identity.
In real life, she seems to be poor and lives in a tin shack. She regularly donates anonymously to churches and community welfare organizations and occasionally participates in online mutual aid discussions.
What is of most concern is:
Serum lives with the cyberpsychopaths.
A photo appeared in front of everyone.
John had seen it before with a baseball bat.
Serum stood in front of the shed with three ghouls.
They were serum's research samples in the City of Eden. Through treatment, they have initially gotten rid of the symptoms of cyberpsychosis and are no different from normal people. After serum disappeared, these three former zombies have been looking for her in their own ways.
The serum enlarges the photo.
The scene focuses on a man with a tear-like scar at the corner of his lip.
[His name is Zuo, he has a high IQ, this face looks strange to you, right? Then take a look at this. ]
Serum moved Zuo's photo to the side, opened another window, and played the transaction scene of Mr. Vito buying weapons - the same version that Oros showed to John.
The picture freezes at the moment when the buyer and seller shake hands.
The seller in charge of the negotiation was a man wearing a nano-thin tube suit and had a brown slicked-back hair. He had thin cheeks and cold eyes.
John looked closely and noticed the crack at the corner of his lip.
"Zao joined the vacuum tube [VT]?"
【Yes. 】
There was a hint of confusion in Serum's expression.
【I don’t know who recruited him.】
The results of the survey show that:
Zuo's way of rescuing the serum was to seek help from the organization. Perhaps due to the peculiarities of the cyberpsychosis cure case, he was noticed and recruited by Vacuum Tube and was further transformed into a base constitution.
[The transportation of Tiebang Logistics was arranged by Zuo. John, your current body is actually the container that Zuo gave me for biological transfer.]
"WTF!?"
John was a little emotional.
He even felt a chill down his spine, his fingers curling up and closing unconsciously.
"This is kind of fucking scary, what does biological transfer mean?"
[Literally, vacuum tubes [VT] can transfer people from different bodies like pouring water. I don't know how they do it. Maybe you have to ask Zuo himself.]
"Isn't he in the same group with you?"
[But I can’t contact him now. The vacuum tube is very powerful and left no trace. ]
"So, it's all your fault that I ended up like this!"
John narrowed his eyes, anger and horror reverberating in his chest.
Serum shook his head calmly.
[But Zuo was obviously fooled. When he did all this, I was under house arrest in Plato's laboratory and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.]
Zuo is convinced that he is rescuing the serum.
But it was John who woke up in the cooperative hospital.
Who is deceiving Zuo?
Are vacuum tubes informed?
What happened in the middle?
……
John leaned on the driver's seat with a frown on his face.
The revelation of the truth did not bring the relief of clarity but instead brought more questions. I feel that I am related to everything but I know nothing.
His scarred brain ached slightly.
(End of this chapter)
