Chapter 811 Li Zheyuan

Li Zheyuan curled up quietly in the darkness. This is a dormitory for single workers.

The people living in this place are all ordinary single workers. After work, the workers here take off their prosthetics and use a prosthetic that is less than one meter tall to move freely with their heads. They look like some kind of cartoon big-headed dolls.

Because the body is small enough, the space allocated to a person can also be very small. In a small room, a collective bed like a shelf can accommodate many workers.

This is not abuse. In fact, the workers living here can go out of the cabin to work in space. Their income is already relatively high among the workers in Ur City. There are still many laborers in the city whose transformation rate is not full. They can only work inside Ur City, and their work efficiency is even far less than those workers with full transformation rate.

Many of these workers are veterans of the old Star Fleet. The former stealer troops absorbed by the old Star Fleet came from the United States Navy Fleet. Some soldiers who are old enough, even only 30 or 40 years younger than Wu Zu himself, have experienced the changes from the "old generation" to the "present" in a down-to-earth manner.

King Agni abandoned the old Star Fleet and did not organize a special search and rescue afterwards, which completely cut off the desire of these people to "fight" and turned them into workers.

The judgment of material conditions of this group of people is naturally inherited from the old era.

They are not "only able to stay here", but "feel that staying here is better".

Compared with the waste discharged by natural human metabolism, cyborgs do not have this worry. The fully cyborgized standard human can only rely on electricity to move and cut off breathing. The problems of odor, infectious diseases, etc. caused by "many people crowded together" do not exist for standard humans.

And such low-level cyborgs do not have a keen sense of touch. "The feeling of depression caused by crowding" does exist.

But there is no problem in entering the virtual world.

Compared to "living in a big house", the workers here prefer to set up their own local area network and rest online in their spare time - don't forget that the founders of Ur City include several subordinates of the Fourth Martial God. The Fourth Martial God has vigorously promoted the construction of online life and online culture.

As for the space outside, leave it to the children who need a place for activities.

This is the hiding place that Li Zheyuan prepared for himself. The lighting is dim, and these former soldiers who have collectively transferred to work are also very xenophobic. If someone rushes in to disturb them, they will show hostility.

In this way, if there is any mistake in his performance, it will not be so eye-catching.

He had bribed the maintenance personnel to modify the small piece of lighting in the corridor at the entrance and connected it to another receiving device.

If the light flashes for a long time and lasts for one minute, it means that his residence has been raided and the equipment in his residence has issued an alarm signal.

He made this arrangement a long time ago.

This is one of his many retreats. After this incident, he could not return to his previous life. He even prepared two retreats. He has a fake identity that he has been operating for a long time in the local area. In addition, there is a secret key in this artificial body, which can be used to find a businessman to help him smuggle to Mars.

But...

"What a pity." He muttered.

It's been almost two hundred years. In these two hundred years, he has been hiding from place to place, not daring to stay in one place for too long-before that, he didn't even live in one place for more than eight years.

And he has lived in Ur for thirty years.

Thirty years is enough for him to have a little sense of belonging to his "hometown".

——You can't do this, Li Zheyuan...

He said to himself in his heart.

——It is because of the thirty years of peace that you have developed a lazy heart and are targeted...

——Untiringly, keep fighting and transcend suffering! This is your life creed, isn't it!

Li Zheyuan was born in Seoul, the Korean Peninsula. The family of eight squeezed into a small house of less than 40 square meters, with the window facing the ground part of the city subway. Every time a rail car passed by, it was particularly noisy.

After a short childhood, Li Zheyuan began his youth of studying sixteen hours a day.

Among his four brothers and sisters, except for his oldest and most useless sister, all the others passed the college entrance examination and successfully went to college. This made their family the envy of the entire neighborhood. Li Zheyuan was the best among them. He passed the exam in one try and was admitted to the top university in the country. He even got an offer from Harvard Medical School and became the junior of the biologist Yawgmoth, the father of Wanji.

If it weren't for the fact that his sister, who couldn't stand the pressure of repeating the exam, committed suicide that year, it might have been a perfect year.

Since then, Li Zheyuan has embarked on a life that is completely different from his brothers and sisters. They went to ordinary and excellent universities, worked for ordinary chaebols in their own country, and lived an ordinary life.

After entering the laboratory of his mentor, Li Zheyuan successfully left a certain impression on the then young Yawgmoth with a group assignment.

With this fate, he became one of the scholars recruited by Xiangshan and became a member of the world's top consortium...

Ah, those were truly golden times. The country's plutocrats, whether they are setting off nationalist trends, holding high the banner of protectionism, or pushing for legal revisions, cannot stop Xiangshan and Yawgmoth's will.

Xiangshan is a genius. Through his personal interpersonal relationships, he was lucky enough to monopolize the "mining" of "immortal technology" - the process of extracting "knowledge" from "unknown mysteries" like "mining", was actually used by this enterprising person. There are also people with foresight who have grasped it. He does not monopolize knowledge, he shares it. But most of the talents capable of such "mining" are under his control.

Li Zheyuan watched how the plutocrats who had influenced his father's life gradually melted away in the face of Yawgmoth's magic power.

At that time, he even believed in Xiangshan's faith.

Thinking of this, Li Zheyuan couldn't help but grab his throat with his hands. Although this body does not need to breathe, as a former Homo sapiens, he has become accustomed to it.

In the darkness, this guy who was despised by everyone whispered: "I just want... I just want to live... It was Xiangshan who was wrong, it was Yawgmoth... it was those two lunatics..."

"They are the ones who opened Pandora's box. I didn't..."