Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 153 Entering the City
Song Shi walked through the streets.

Apart from the thick frost accumulated on the eaves, which has lost its original color, this population gathering area in the outer city of Zhuguang City is no different from slums in other places.

The only difference is probably that there are no vagrants.

The temperature in Zhuguang City and its surrounding areas remains at around minus 20 degrees Celsius all year round. Even cyborgs that have undergone a certain degree of modification will be at risk of death if exposed to the outside world for a long time without sufficient warm clothing and equipment.

Of course, it is definitely much more tolerant than natural humans.

Every morning people are found frozen to death on the streets. Cleaners from the sanitation department use ice picks to break the ice, dig the bodies out, and throw them into the ice storage to wait for relatives to claim them - usually no one claims them, so after seven days the bodies are dissolved into slurry with chemical solvents and dumped in the garbage dump.

As for cremation and the like, there is definitely no need to think about it.

The municipal government has long outsourced the "Energy Supply Bureau" to [Fubo Energy], and the charges are clearly marked. It is not enough to heat the living, let alone the dead.

At the end of the field of vision, low, undulating, stacked bungalows spread like a tide until a cold steel wall stood up, dividing the world into two.

Behind the high walls is the inner city area of ​​Forged Light City - some people also call it the real Forged Light City.

With abundant sunshine, suitable temperatures, large stretches of artificial beaches and azure waters, these high-end resorts allow you to pick a spot with a wide view while enjoying a carefully prepared cold drink while taking in the sight of the ice and snow in the outer city. This unique experience attracts a large number of tourists every year.

Song Shi withdrew his gaze from the high wall and walked away.

Through the cracks between the low-rise houses, scrutinizing and covetous eyes were cast, as if evaluating something, but seeing that this stranger was only wearing a thin coat, and his body was still human-shaped without the kind of inferior prosthesis at first glance, they gradually withdrew their gazes.

Not sure, not worth it.

An unknown amount of time had passed. At the entrance of a narrow alley, a man was leaning against a wall, pretending to be smoking, observing his surroundings without making a sound. When he saw a figure not far away, he was stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Hey! Here, here!"

He quickly spat out the cigarette butt, waved his hand, and trotted over.

"Song Shi, right? The boss has already told me that I will be the one to pick you up. You can just call me Machiko." The man said, and took out a cigarette box: "Do you smoke? But I am used to cigarettes, and I don't have any e-cigarettes with me--"

Song Shi shook his head and refused the cigarette offered to him.

"I don't smoke. Judging from your accent, you are not from Rockal Plains?"

"Ah? Is it so obvious? I thought I learned it pretty well." Machiko's index finger lit up a faint arc and lit the cigarette: "Yes, I am from the South."

He smoked a cigarette and scratched his head: "We have a big move, so I was transferred here, aren't you the same? To be honest, it's terribly cold here."

"I've read the information given by the higher-ups. You are a psychic from Dayuan, right?" He exhaled and looked at the clothes of the person in front of him. "I really envy you guys. You can go out so lightly. I can't do that. I have to implant an additional constant temperature module to ensure that the prosthesis does not malfunction."

Isn't he the one who knows the whole story?

Song Shixin thought.

It was obvious that the other party only regarded him as an ordinary member of the Enlightened Ones who was summoned, and a vague [Great Source] psychic - most likely thinking that he was a first-level psychic.

Not long ago, through the contact channel provided by Shanxing, Song Shi notified Qimingzhe before entering the city, and the latter quickly responded, gave an address, and said that he had sent a contact person. ——This has nothing to do with neglect.

It's impossible to hold a grand welcome party in Zhuguang City and have a parade to welcome Song Shi into the city. It would be safer and less noticeable for ordinary members who are not aware of the situation to come forward to make the contact.

The highlight is yet to come.

Even Song Shi couldn't help feeling a little weird at the thought of seeing Chakolo again.

Nineteen years later, the previous life [Nandou] died together with [Holy Judgment], the most terrifying and notorious of the new generation of the Vampsta Empire, who would be qualified to step into the core power center of the empire in the future.

Three years ago, after being besieged by a combined force of seven giant corporations, The Rebel was officially declared defeated.

I really never thought that one day I would see each other again - both of us are still alive.

"Brother, let's go."

At this moment, Machiko took a deep puff of his cigarette, exhaled the last puff, and crushed the cigarette butt with his backhand: "This is not our territory. I'll take you back to the headquarters first."

As he said this, he led the way out of the alley.

Along the way, he was quite familiar with the place and introduced a lot of information about Zhuguang City.

Although he had already read some information and intelligence, Song Shi certainly would not refuse when someone who had been stationed here for a long time spoke, and he listened patiently.

——Because he really doesn’t understand it very well.

If someone asks about events such as the "Battle of the Sky Data Tower", "The Purification Crusade", "The Second Freedom Revolution", and "The Fall of Eden", as an eyewitness to the above events, or even someone who directly participated in or indirectly interfered with the above events, I can easily tell you a lot of so-called secrets and confidential files.

But the "Battle of Forged Light City" is different.

When the "Battle of Forging Light City" broke out in his previous life, he was just a rookie, barely at the peak of the first ring, and had been staying in the Pan-Eastern Continent Federation.

The name [Nandou] has not yet been born, and he is even still in the stage of constantly exploring psychic powers, while earning bounties and obtaining various information to make up for the defects brought by his birth.

Under such circumstances, he really didn't have the time to learn about the anti-corporate war on the other side of the world. He even had only a vague understanding of the name "The Enlightened Ones". He only knew that it was a very powerful armed organization, and its main purpose seemed to be anti-human.

By the time he was promoted to the second ring, gradually gained fame, stepped into the territory of the Corporate Alliance, and officially came into contact with the Enlightened Ones, the "Battle of Forge Light City" had been over for several years, and he had no interest in learning about an outdated event.

Only occasionally in some people's conversations had I heard about the situation of the "Battle of Forged Light City" - mainly about the result. It was a war without a winner. All parties suffered heavy losses, but no one got what they wanted.

"Oh, I almost forgot to say that." As if he suddenly remembered something, Machiko turned his head and looked at Song Shi: "Well, I don't know whether to say that your luck is good or bad."

Song Shi cooperated and said, "What do you mean?"

"In theory, we should be fighting those corporate dogs to the death and smashing their brains out, but recently..."

Machiko shrugged. “You probably don’t know this yet, but we’ve been at a ceasefire with the company for a while now.”

(End of this chapter)