Fault Utopia

Chapter 647 Extra: Cloning (6)

After glancing at the towering steel forest, Sun Jieke frowned and walked in. Following the noisy street, he entered a slum, where cramped metal shells filled every available space.

Varanasi is an industrial city, and it is also a gathering place for laid-off workers. Some workers who had their limbs replaced due to work injuries looked at Sun Jieke, an outsider, with ill intent in small groups.

However, seeing Sun Jack's unexpectedly revealed combat prosthetic body, no one dared to provoke him.

As Sun Jieke walked further in, the surroundings became increasingly noisy, with various entertainment venues appearing and holographic advertisements crowding the roads, almost causing traffic jams.

As Sun Jieke passed through a holographic projection of a prostitute, he stopped and looked up at his destination: a Western restaurant.

A Western restaurant is not a place to eat, but a place to devour people, because most of the diners are Europeans, hence the name Western restaurant.

Sun Jie walked directly into the restaurant, passing through the elegant diners, and headed towards the kitchen.

"Sir, I'm sorry, the kitchen is not open to customers."

"The deaf man recommended you; he said your boss is well-informed."

Upon hearing the familiar name, the restaurant manager did not speak, but instead completely ignored Sun Jieke.

The kitchen wasn't the end. As Sun Jieke followed the human flesh transport pipeline deeper and deeper, he eventually arrived at an underground arena where blood and flesh clashed, and the losers were sent to the restaurant.

After a quick scan, Sun Jieke located a private room in the upper left corner of the room and went straight there.

Before the man even arrived, Sun Jieke had already used money to gather information about the man wearing the golden mask: his name was 4chan Feng, the third-in-command of the 1% gang. Because of his expertise in AI integration, he was like a strategist within the gang.

This is his territory, and because of human trafficking and maintaining the arena, he's the most well-informed person in Varanasi.

"I want you to help me find someone," Sun Jieke said bluntly as he approached him.

"Oh?" The golden-masked man looked at Sun Jieke with a mocking expression, his eyes slanted sideways. "What if I don't want to help?"

With a "whoosh," a chip was smothered on the low table covered with drugs.

"Kid, don't you know you shouldn't flaunt your wealth? I'll kill you, and you don't need to ask anyone; all this stuff will still be mine." As he spoke, two men with metal dog heads blocked the doorway.

The atmosphere inside the private room suddenly became tense. After detecting the laser positioning behind him, Sun Jieke's body began to secrete adrenaline, preparing for the upcoming battle.

Just as the atmosphere was about to reach its climax, Sun Jieke spoke up.

"I don't think you would. Whether it's a Western restaurant or a gladiatorial arena, you're still in business. With such a large business, you wouldn't ruin your reputation for such a small amount of money."

Upon hearing this, 4chan Feng burst into laughter. He stood up from the sofa, slowly raised his golden prosthetic right hand, and then slammed it down.

"Slap!" A crisp slap rang out as he slapped the bodyguard next to him who had raised his gun hard across the face.

"Are you fucking an idiot? Didn't you hear they're here to do business with me? Put the fuck down your guns!!"

Upon hearing this, the people who had gathered around, along with the robot dog, all retreated. As the door to the VIP box opened, the roar from the arena instantly dispelled the oppressive atmosphere.

"Hahaha~! Please don't mind, this is a test we're doing for our gang. We don't do business with weaklings." 4chan's face immediately lit up with a smile, and his words became much more enthusiastic.

"Oh right, who did you just ask us to find? A man or a woman? Or CJPDREQWM? What do they look like?"

Seeing that the other party had started doing business, Sun Jieke sat down and began providing information. "Woman, not tall, short hair, bangs with purple highlights. This is the deposit. Let me know when you find her, and I'll pay the balance." "Okay, no problem. Let's add each other as friends. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news." 4chan Feng was exceptionally enthusiastic but didn't ask any further questions.

They didn't ask who Sun Jieke was, nor did they ask about the woman's identity.

“I heard you find people very quickly. As long as the person is still in Davanasi, you never take more than half an hour to find them?” Sun Jieke asked.

4 Upon hearing this, Feng sat back down on the sofa, picked up the chip with the red devil painted on it, inserted it into his neural slot, and said while enjoying the pleasure of the electronic drug, "That's right, we have the connections, there's no one we can't find."

“Very well, then I’ll wait here. Mr. Feng shouldn’t mind, right?” Sun Jieke didn’t wait for the other party’s agreement and sat down directly on the sofa.

4. Feng looked slightly surprised upon hearing this, but he didn't object. "Sure, sure! Of course!"

The private room fell silent as Sun Jieke waited for AA's message. However, it was clear that Feng was not one to remain quiet.

"Sir, do you enjoy watching arena games? Absolutely live, absolutely violent, and you can enjoy a 20% discount when betting internally now."

Sun Jieke lit a cigarette, took a drag, and looked at the other person's forced smile through the white smoke. "Not interested."

"Don't rush to object. How can you say you're not interested if you haven't even looked at it? Our arena is different from other arenas; we have a lot of new stuff here."

With a snap of his fingers, the entire box floor and walls became transparent, revealing the arena below.

But that's not all. Under Feng's control, the entire private room actually began to move along the ceiling, and the bloody battle in the arena below, as well as the distorted expressions of the gamblers surrounding the cage, could be seen clearly.

He then pointed to the arena cages with various tricks, including water battles, melee combat, and even 3v3 team battles.

"Sir, you see, we are different from other arenas! In this ever-changing business landscape, we at 1% always uphold the core values ​​of 'inheriting tradition without being conservative, innovating without forgetting our roots,' anchoring our course with strategic focus and breaking boundaries with the courage to change. We deeply understand that only by deeply integrating the foundation of 'upholding the right path' with the spirit of 'innovation' can we continue to lead the industry!"

Sun Jie glanced at the other person; his words were so fluent and sophisticated. This guy must have been a corporate employee before.

He was initially uninterested and prepared to wait passively for news, but one of the arenas caught his attention.

They were two women who looked exactly alike, almost completely naked, looking at each other with complicated expressions.

4chan Feng's system had vision visualization software installed. When he saw the gaze shooting from Sun Jack's eyes fixed on one of the arenas for more than a second, he immediately began to talk at length about it.

As 4chan Feng delivered his rousing speech, the two men in the cage roared and charged at each other, determined to kill one another.

Both were absolutely equal in intelligence and physical strength, and their battle was extremely fierce, with neither able to gain the upper hand for a time.

"How about that? You've never seen the Identity Arena I launched before, have you? They're not just wearing different masks, they're exactly the same people, even the memories in their minds are identical."

"Which one was cloned by you?"

"Which one? The one that died. Whether it was or not, the one that died was the clone."

"Hehehe, actually, let me tell you, most of the time it's the clones who win. Do you know why? Because their thoughts, their memories, even their bodies come from the original. Nothing about them is their own. The only purpose of their existence is to kill the original!"

"Because if he doesn't do this, he can't realize his self-worth. Do you know what it's like to have a worthless and meaningless clone? He doesn't even have to do anything; he'll go crazy on his own! Hahahaha~!"

"So he only has one path: kill the original body, inherit the original body's identity! Inherit the original body's meaning! Become the original body! This inner struggle and the resulting internal battle between the self is simply a work of art. Damn, I'm a fucking genius!!"

(End of this chapter)