"Are you sure you didn't kill him?" Adaroni asked with a worried look on his face.
At this moment, the three of them were standing breathlessly at the fork in the road leading to "Happiness Street" next to the "Dome of Ares" stadium, where there were few people around.
"No, definitely... definitely not. Killing them... will give Shaneva... a pretext to hunt us down." Fu Bing held the metal pole of the street lamp with one hand, "bathing" in the standard incandescent light, and answered with a heavy breath:
"I hit their lungs, which were a little bit away from their hearts."
"Lungs? Then they won't live more than ten minutes?" Wright exclaimed, looking at the smug "Fu Bing" with a very puzzled look.
In his opinion, even if one was an upper-level professional, as long as he was not an extremely strong [Guardian] like Pusev, it would only take ten minutes for him to meet the Lord after being hit in the organs by a bullet. If a bullet hit the lungs, even a strong man of Sequence 3 would be in danger of death if he did not receive timely medical treatment.
"Don't worry, Wright." Fu Bing took a breath and continued:
"The body structure of our real Lost Ones is different from that of you, the mutants or the half-Lost Ones, in some details. In fact, the human body is extremely fragile and can hardly withstand any attack from magic or firearms.
"And neither the mutants nor the half-lost ones have a unique ability that we Lost Ones have, 'partial regeneration'."
"I haven't heard of it." Wright shook his head, expressing confusion.
"The conditions for activating this ability are quite demanding, so the scientists at the Federal Committee will not focus on its research. However, you only need to know that the Lost One is a machine with a heart as its core." Fu Bing explained to Wright and Adaroni:
"After the organs of the Lost Ones are damaged, they will actually regenerate slowly. As long as the heart is not damaged, we can survive for about 3-7 days relying on the cauterizing fluid. During this period, the 'cauterizing fluid' will continue to flush the damaged areas and slowly repair the damaged cells.
"Once, in Nanwuhata Town in Nanshan District, there was an extreme example of a Lost One with only half of his body left, who was restored to his original state by soaking his body in the burning fluid of the Heartless Man. But humans rarely notice that if only one of our organs is damaged to the point where it cannot be used, and there are no injuries on other parts of the body, we Lost Ones will fall into a coma for up to 30 minutes due to our 'local regeneration' ability."
"This is indeed new." Adaloni also came over with a curious look on his face.
"Yes, after all, if the Lost One is injured, it will definitely be fatal. Besides," "Fu Bing" took his hand off the metal pole, patted the dirt on his clothes, and said:
"In order to achieve 'partial regeneration', the magic power must be exhausted. If I hadn't seen Anatoly and his assistant exhaust their magic power in order to build the 'induced dream room', I wouldn't have shot them. It would have been much better to knock them out with my fists."
"So what should we do next? They will wake up in thirty minutes." Wright asked the key question.
"We still have to go to the east of the city, but I don't recommend going now. The time now is... almost 9: pm. It's better to hide in the noisy 'indulgence area' for a while." "Fu Bing" replied:
"According to the game theory, going directly east is the most effective for us. The 'City Security Committee' will definitely arrange for the 'Guards' to ambush on the deserted paths, waiting to capture us at the lowest cost.
"If we go to the 'free zone' first, they will withdraw all their personnel and go there to search for us. However, Shaneva will definitely not allow the 'security committee' to act in a high-profile manner for the sake of confidentiality."
"If that's the case..." Adaloni suddenly realized:
"Their actions will be slow and inefficient. By the time Anatoly and his men finish searching the 'Indulgence Zone', we will have already slipped to the east side of the city."
"That's right!" A smile mixed with pride and weirdness appeared on "Fu Bing"'s face.
……
Novayask, "Indulgence Zone".
Walking along the streets full of neon lights, stepping up the stairs filled with sewage and sour smell, the three of them walked to the rooftop of the "Source of Indulgence" warehouse where strange goods were piled up.
With the help of messy wooden boxes, crates and cardboard shells, from this relatively high point, the three people can just see most of the streets in the "Indulgence Zone" and can hide themselves well.
Looking at the bright lights and bustling night city, Wright felt dazed, as if he had returned to his original world, in a big city, enjoying a brief and decadent nightlife after work.
If there were no "careless people", no lost people, no "new construction plan", and no new yuan crisis in this world, all the cities on this continent should enjoy this prosperity and happiness.
Thinking of this, Wright suddenly felt a slightly "twisted" sense of happiness in his heart.
This world could have followed the predetermined trajectory of the steam age, moving towards black prosperity, neon lights, and then towards a brilliant destruction, and then towards the future of stars and technology. Humans should have traveled in the great universe created by the Creator, explored different planets, explored the mysteries of time and space, constantly broken through the current dimensions, and finally personally ascended to the temple where the Creator lived to explore the most fundamental mysteries with him.
It's a pity that what always exists in this world is meanness and desire. It shattered the ice and snow of Crusde, broke the yellow sand of the Rhine people, overturned the giant ships of the Putoya people, and made the Khitanris people hide in the "illusory wall of entity".
Novayask, a city reborn from the ashes, fortunately retained the "Indulgence Zone" as a place for soul indulgence for those who fled here. Now people can enjoy the illusory cyberpunk world here.
However, two hours later, the city will be under curfew, and everything will return to silence and indifference, waiting for the end of the uncertain night, the new daylight to shine on the world, and restart this clean city.
"They are coming." "Fu Bing" said, pointing at several men in black who sneaked into the "Indulgence Zone" from the street corner.
Wright stretched his neck to look. The group of people were all wearing uniform silver-white masks and black suits. They looked like upper-class people attending a banquet, without any debauchery or decadence at all.
Whenever they arrived at the door of a shop that was still open, they would either play table tennis or break in, take out their "City Security Committee" credentials to search the shop, then leave in anger, swearing.
Soon, several soldiers from the "Security Committee" arrived under the "Source of Indulgence" warehouse.
"Boss, do we want to come in and search here?" A soldier holding a silver pistol and with handcuffs and simple chains on his waist asked the squad leader beside him.
"Here." The team leader walked quickly forward, glanced around, and then looked towards the rooftop.
Fortunately, "Fubing" pressed down Wright and Adaloni's heads in time. Everyone held their breath and hid among a pile of various boxes. Even though their hearts were pounding, they did not make any suspicious noises.
"It looks like no one has been here for a long time." The team leader shook the warehouse door vigorously and said:
"Look at this smelly dust and these stairs. If the three men from Fu Bing were to go to the upper floor of the warehouse from here, the stairs would probably collapse before they get halfway there.
"Besides, this warehouse is the private property of Commander Levri. Commanders Anatoly and Levri have always been at odds. These warehouses... originally contained a lot of supplies smuggled to the Lost Ones. If the two commanders clash over this matter... no matter who wins in the end, we will be the first to be sacrificed. Let's go, and then we can say that they used supernatural powers to hide their tracks, and our abilities are limited and we can't track them."
"Yes, Captain!"
A few minutes later, noticing that there were no more chaotic footsteps around, "Fu Bing" slowly crawled out from the pile of boxes and looked outside. After seeing that there were no more people from the "Security Committee" chasing them on the street, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It looks like we are safe today. They won't hunt us anymore." Fu Bing walked out of the messy pile of boxes, gently jumped onto the guardrail on the edge of the top floor, and said:
"Without an order signed by City Administrator Shaneva, the 'Security Committee' must abide by the city's rules and go back to the Strategic Group Building to sleep before curfew."
"So do we have to wait here until curfew?" Wright asked.
"No, that's still very dangerous." Fu Bing crossed his hands in front of his chest and analyzed:
"This is the 'indulgence zone'. Half an hour before curfew, the night guards will take over from the day guards to disperse the crowds here. By then, it will be safer for us to blend in with the crowd and leave.
"These guys from the 'Security Committee' were much more stupid and cowardly than I expected. They withdrew halfway through the search and did not even search the entire 'Indulgence Zone'. However, we did get a very novel piece of information that is very beneficial to us."
"You mean the smuggling of supplies to the Lost Ones?" Wright asked, pointing at the warehouse under his feet.
"Of course." "Fu Bing" turned around, looked at the two of them with a smirk on his face, and said:
"It turns out that Levli is not a clean fellow. I was wondering why a federal officer like him was so eager for Ice City to lose the battle. Humans are always greedy. As long as there is profit, these people would like to sell themselves. The Khitanris people often say 'hide in the city'. These warehouses hidden in the city and streets are probably filled with not only canned food, but also the weapons that we Lost Ones are in short supply.
"For the Lost, gold is the most worthless thing. But as long as the Federation's business exists and transactions in various places operate normally, gold can easily devour their greedy hearts. Of course, it also creates countless opportunities for us."
"You want to use this information to threaten Levli?" Wright nodded and smiled with understanding.
"Why not? What a great opportunity." "Fu Bing" answered without hesitation. (End of this chapter)
At this moment, the three of them were standing breathlessly at the fork in the road leading to "Happiness Street" next to the "Dome of Ares" stadium, where there were few people around.
"No, definitely... definitely not. Killing them... will give Shaneva... a pretext to hunt us down." Fu Bing held the metal pole of the street lamp with one hand, "bathing" in the standard incandescent light, and answered with a heavy breath:
"I hit their lungs, which were a little bit away from their hearts."
"Lungs? Then they won't live more than ten minutes?" Wright exclaimed, looking at the smug "Fu Bing" with a very puzzled look.
In his opinion, even if one was an upper-level professional, as long as he was not an extremely strong [Guardian] like Pusev, it would only take ten minutes for him to meet the Lord after being hit in the organs by a bullet. If a bullet hit the lungs, even a strong man of Sequence 3 would be in danger of death if he did not receive timely medical treatment.
"Don't worry, Wright." Fu Bing took a breath and continued:
"The body structure of our real Lost Ones is different from that of you, the mutants or the half-Lost Ones, in some details. In fact, the human body is extremely fragile and can hardly withstand any attack from magic or firearms.
"And neither the mutants nor the half-lost ones have a unique ability that we Lost Ones have, 'partial regeneration'."
"I haven't heard of it." Wright shook his head, expressing confusion.
"The conditions for activating this ability are quite demanding, so the scientists at the Federal Committee will not focus on its research. However, you only need to know that the Lost One is a machine with a heart as its core." Fu Bing explained to Wright and Adaroni:
"After the organs of the Lost Ones are damaged, they will actually regenerate slowly. As long as the heart is not damaged, we can survive for about 3-7 days relying on the cauterizing fluid. During this period, the 'cauterizing fluid' will continue to flush the damaged areas and slowly repair the damaged cells.
"Once, in Nanwuhata Town in Nanshan District, there was an extreme example of a Lost One with only half of his body left, who was restored to his original state by soaking his body in the burning fluid of the Heartless Man. But humans rarely notice that if only one of our organs is damaged to the point where it cannot be used, and there are no injuries on other parts of the body, we Lost Ones will fall into a coma for up to 30 minutes due to our 'local regeneration' ability."
"This is indeed new." Adaloni also came over with a curious look on his face.
"Yes, after all, if the Lost One is injured, it will definitely be fatal. Besides," "Fu Bing" took his hand off the metal pole, patted the dirt on his clothes, and said:
"In order to achieve 'partial regeneration', the magic power must be exhausted. If I hadn't seen Anatoly and his assistant exhaust their magic power in order to build the 'induced dream room', I wouldn't have shot them. It would have been much better to knock them out with my fists."
"So what should we do next? They will wake up in thirty minutes." Wright asked the key question.
"We still have to go to the east of the city, but I don't recommend going now. The time now is... almost 9: pm. It's better to hide in the noisy 'indulgence area' for a while." "Fu Bing" replied:
"According to the game theory, going directly east is the most effective for us. The 'City Security Committee' will definitely arrange for the 'Guards' to ambush on the deserted paths, waiting to capture us at the lowest cost.
"If we go to the 'free zone' first, they will withdraw all their personnel and go there to search for us. However, Shaneva will definitely not allow the 'security committee' to act in a high-profile manner for the sake of confidentiality."
"If that's the case..." Adaloni suddenly realized:
"Their actions will be slow and inefficient. By the time Anatoly and his men finish searching the 'Indulgence Zone', we will have already slipped to the east side of the city."
"That's right!" A smile mixed with pride and weirdness appeared on "Fu Bing"'s face.
……
Novayask, "Indulgence Zone".
Walking along the streets full of neon lights, stepping up the stairs filled with sewage and sour smell, the three of them walked to the rooftop of the "Source of Indulgence" warehouse where strange goods were piled up.
With the help of messy wooden boxes, crates and cardboard shells, from this relatively high point, the three people can just see most of the streets in the "Indulgence Zone" and can hide themselves well.
Looking at the bright lights and bustling night city, Wright felt dazed, as if he had returned to his original world, in a big city, enjoying a brief and decadent nightlife after work.
If there were no "careless people", no lost people, no "new construction plan", and no new yuan crisis in this world, all the cities on this continent should enjoy this prosperity and happiness.
Thinking of this, Wright suddenly felt a slightly "twisted" sense of happiness in his heart.
This world could have followed the predetermined trajectory of the steam age, moving towards black prosperity, neon lights, and then towards a brilliant destruction, and then towards the future of stars and technology. Humans should have traveled in the great universe created by the Creator, explored different planets, explored the mysteries of time and space, constantly broken through the current dimensions, and finally personally ascended to the temple where the Creator lived to explore the most fundamental mysteries with him.
It's a pity that what always exists in this world is meanness and desire. It shattered the ice and snow of Crusde, broke the yellow sand of the Rhine people, overturned the giant ships of the Putoya people, and made the Khitanris people hide in the "illusory wall of entity".
Novayask, a city reborn from the ashes, fortunately retained the "Indulgence Zone" as a place for soul indulgence for those who fled here. Now people can enjoy the illusory cyberpunk world here.
However, two hours later, the city will be under curfew, and everything will return to silence and indifference, waiting for the end of the uncertain night, the new daylight to shine on the world, and restart this clean city.
"They are coming." "Fu Bing" said, pointing at several men in black who sneaked into the "Indulgence Zone" from the street corner.
Wright stretched his neck to look. The group of people were all wearing uniform silver-white masks and black suits. They looked like upper-class people attending a banquet, without any debauchery or decadence at all.
Whenever they arrived at the door of a shop that was still open, they would either play table tennis or break in, take out their "City Security Committee" credentials to search the shop, then leave in anger, swearing.
Soon, several soldiers from the "Security Committee" arrived under the "Source of Indulgence" warehouse.
"Boss, do we want to come in and search here?" A soldier holding a silver pistol and with handcuffs and simple chains on his waist asked the squad leader beside him.
"Here." The team leader walked quickly forward, glanced around, and then looked towards the rooftop.
Fortunately, "Fubing" pressed down Wright and Adaloni's heads in time. Everyone held their breath and hid among a pile of various boxes. Even though their hearts were pounding, they did not make any suspicious noises.
"It looks like no one has been here for a long time." The team leader shook the warehouse door vigorously and said:
"Look at this smelly dust and these stairs. If the three men from Fu Bing were to go to the upper floor of the warehouse from here, the stairs would probably collapse before they get halfway there.
"Besides, this warehouse is the private property of Commander Levri. Commanders Anatoly and Levri have always been at odds. These warehouses... originally contained a lot of supplies smuggled to the Lost Ones. If the two commanders clash over this matter... no matter who wins in the end, we will be the first to be sacrificed. Let's go, and then we can say that they used supernatural powers to hide their tracks, and our abilities are limited and we can't track them."
"Yes, Captain!"
A few minutes later, noticing that there were no more chaotic footsteps around, "Fu Bing" slowly crawled out from the pile of boxes and looked outside. After seeing that there were no more people from the "Security Committee" chasing them on the street, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It looks like we are safe today. They won't hunt us anymore." Fu Bing walked out of the messy pile of boxes, gently jumped onto the guardrail on the edge of the top floor, and said:
"Without an order signed by City Administrator Shaneva, the 'Security Committee' must abide by the city's rules and go back to the Strategic Group Building to sleep before curfew."
"So do we have to wait here until curfew?" Wright asked.
"No, that's still very dangerous." Fu Bing crossed his hands in front of his chest and analyzed:
"This is the 'indulgence zone'. Half an hour before curfew, the night guards will take over from the day guards to disperse the crowds here. By then, it will be safer for us to blend in with the crowd and leave.
"These guys from the 'Security Committee' were much more stupid and cowardly than I expected. They withdrew halfway through the search and did not even search the entire 'Indulgence Zone'. However, we did get a very novel piece of information that is very beneficial to us."
"You mean the smuggling of supplies to the Lost Ones?" Wright asked, pointing at the warehouse under his feet.
"Of course." "Fu Bing" turned around, looked at the two of them with a smirk on his face, and said:
"It turns out that Levli is not a clean fellow. I was wondering why a federal officer like him was so eager for Ice City to lose the battle. Humans are always greedy. As long as there is profit, these people would like to sell themselves. The Khitanris people often say 'hide in the city'. These warehouses hidden in the city and streets are probably filled with not only canned food, but also the weapons that we Lost Ones are in short supply.
"For the Lost, gold is the most worthless thing. But as long as the Federation's business exists and transactions in various places operate normally, gold can easily devour their greedy hearts. Of course, it also creates countless opportunities for us."
"You want to use this information to threaten Levli?" Wright nodded and smiled with understanding.
"Why not? What a great opportunity." "Fu Bing" answered without hesitation. (End of this chapter)
