Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 130 Death, Sacrifice and Secondary Events

Under the protection of two heavy armed helicopters, Song Shi and the Qiming people boarded a transport shuttle that had arrived long ago. After confirming that the former was on board, the rest of the armed personnel from the Science Ethics Committee also entered the helicopter and rose into the sky together.

As the field of vision gradually widened, the ruined First Research Institute, the Security Bureau special police preparing to drive away, and the Emerald Pharmaceutical armed forces...all of these became blurred and turned into pixels.

Inside the shuttle.

The medical staff who had been prepared pushed a cart piled with medicines and equipment, and cleaned the wounds and bandaged the injuries for everyone neatly and efficiently, and provided emergency treatment for the seriously injured.

But when they saw several half-open pockets, they were stunned at first, and then felt a little embarrassed.

A strong smell of blood, engine oil and coolant emanated from it. In the viscous fluid, there were obvious lumps pressing against the pocket, creating large shadows of varying depths.

——The pockets are full of corpses.

In other words, the remains of shattered implants and severed limbs.

On the battlefield, because of the cyborgization, in order to ensure sufficient lethality, everyone will not hesitate to choose large-caliber firepower attacks. This also makes it difficult for them to preserve a complete body when a cyborg with a high degree of transformation dies.

Fragmented.

The Scientific Ethics Committee had not arrived yet, and when they evacuated the First Research Institute, the Enlightened Ones had no time to stuff their companions' bodies into large bags in a hurry - it was ugly, but this was all they could do.

At the very least, they must not fall into the hands of Jade Pharmaceuticals.

"Put it in the cold storage first." Harold said, "We will be responsible for sorting it later."

A medical staff member nodded, took the large bags with some difficulty, and dragged them into the refrigerator at the back of the shuttle.

He lowered his head and was silent for a while before he raised his head again and looked at Leona beside him.

"How's Old Alnan doing?"

The shuttle suddenly became silent, with only the sound of medical staff washing wounds and picking out shrapnel.

At this moment, the other members of the Enlightened also raised their heads and turned their gazes towards the woman.

"Arnan Blue contacted me before your 'Moth Operation' officially began, which is why I came here."

Before she spoke, Leona raised her hand slightly, and the cameras and recording devices in the shuttle flickered and then all shut down.

"It's a pity." She said in a regretful but calm tone, "Seven minutes ago, the 26th, 27th, and 28th floors of the city hall building controlled by your commander were all lost, and most of the armed personnel who were with us were killed in the battle."

"At the last moment of the loss, he detonated the bomb that had been implanted in his heart, and died instantly in the explosion along with Gladys and Dai Tai."

"We have sent personnel to try to recover the bodies of Arnan Blue and others." Leona paused: "But with the intensity of the battle at the scene, the loss of bodies will be very high."

Contrary to the others' expectations, Harold's expression did not change after hearing the news. He was just silent for a while, then nodded: "I understand."

"Next, we will provide you with a safe house, and we hope you can stay there for a while."

Leona looked around at everyone and said, "Please don't worry. This is what Alnan and I agreed on. You will be free soon. But before that, the situation in Palose will be in chaos for a while. During this period, it is not suitable for you to show up again."

"It's acceptable, but during this period we demand freedom of communication, replacement and maintenance of the prosthetics, and retention of weapons."

Harold also stood up and looked at the other person at eye level.

Leona nodded: "It's only natural." At this moment, Song Shi's voice suddenly sounded.

After boarding the shuttle, he sat down in a corner without saying a word.

But when they heard the sound and looked over, they discovered that the red-gold cracks that were originally all over the young man's body, like broken porcelain, had mostly disappeared.

After spending some effort to finally get rid of the "self-immolation" state and prevent himself from being completely burned out, Song Shi looked at Leona: "——What is the internal assessment of your Ethics Committee for this incident?"

"According to the code, the entire 'three-phase base plan' is between level three and level two."

Leona carefully observed the young man in front of her, thought for a moment, and then said, "I think every mistake cannot be ignored."

Try to classify it as a Level 2 incident?
Song Shixin thought.

Things like chemical plant leaks and explosions, illegal experiments in some small research institutes, companies going to disaster areas and conducting human experiments under the guise of medical aid, etc., unless the impact and scale are large enough, the [Science Ethics Committee] usually does not come forward to directly intervene.

In other words, it only stays at the "verbal" and "media" level of condemnation, as well as a small amount of humanitarian aid.

——Because resources are limited.

All of the above is happening every day in every corner of the corporate alliance. If close attention and investment are paid at all times, no force can withstand such a huge consumption.

To some extent, what the Science Ethics Committee protects is only the "bottom line" of human society. They are only responsible for ensuring that the world does not get worse, but they have no energy or obligation to make the world a better place.

They will only really interfere if it is a major event like the "Three-Phase Base Project" involving hundreds of thousands of people.

The Science Ethics Committee defines a "Level 2 Incident" as "significant regional environmental and resource damage, technological abuse, ethical violations, and loss of life and property."

[Level 1 events] are regional in scope, similar to the provinces, states, and even continents of the old times.

As for the [Level Zero Event] that is still above it.
The last time a science ethics committee rang the "doomsday clock," announcing a "level zero event" that brought humanity one step closer to extinction, was the "Freedom Revolution" initiated by artificial intelligences that swept across most of the world twenty-two years ago.

After getting the answer he wanted, Song Shi nodded slightly and leaned back in the chair.

He was indeed a little tired.

Even though his spirits were becoming more and more refreshed, with the end of the fierce battle, his body finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into an uncontrollable state of fatigue - the "self-immolation" of the boiling blood was not without cost.

Even theoretically speaking, if a psychic who has just obtained the "Burning Blood" starts with "Self-Immolation", there is only one outcome: it will be like an avalanche, and even he himself will not be able to stop it, and will be burned to ashes in one breath.

Of course, Song Shi has the memories and skills from his previous life, so this wouldn't be the case.

What's more, he did not simply "self-immolate" with [Burning Blood] not long ago, but combined it with [Forging Flame].

Song Shi could feel that he had undergone some subtle changes - in his previous life, he only had "boiling blood" but no "forging flame", and he couldn't describe the details for a while.

But at this moment, Song Shi was too lazy to think about it anymore.

He closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and fell into a light sleep.

Get some sleep.

(End of this chapter)