Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 357 353. Red Moon Sightseeing Tour (End)-Adding more for the starsfalling brothers [8]

The   Rogge layer wants to completely prohibit the application for access to the Bliss Space in the control area of ​​the Black Hand Society, but this crude and simple method of "quitting Internet addiction" is not enough.

  The members of the Black Hand Society have undergone long-term and rigorous training, and now they have two wonderful worlds for them to travel through. Naturally, there is no need for illusory things such as bliss space to supplement the emptiness of the soul.

  But ordinary people can't do it in the wasteland that the black hand will rule.

  Poor bugs like No.13 are everywhere.

  They do not have such a wonderful life, and they are very desperate for the pale reality. Once they leave the blissful space that can bring them spiritual satisfaction, they will quickly enter the depression similar to the "withdrawal" reaction.

  This is no longer psychological counseling, or a pathological mentality that can be solved by other things.

  In desperation, Roger can only issue the permission to enter the Bliss Space as a kind of "reward".

  This is the advice that Lao Jiang gave him.

  Anyone who is willing to obey the Mafia’s arrangements for daily work, and when the working hours have accumulated to a certain stage, they will be rewarded with a short "rest" time.

  During this rest time, Rogge will not care about what they do in the bliss space.

  But as soon as the time is up, the access device will be forcibly removed. Those who still want to have a good time again must continue to serve Roger and Lao Jiang’s business.

  This method has been implemented for some time in the wasteland world where time flows extremely fast.

  The effect is not satisfactory.

  The work efficiency of those wastes is dying. It can only be said that there is better than nothing, and they cannot take on too complicated and professional work. They can only do basic labor or clean up the sanitation work in seven cities and towns.

  But the current situation is that with the arrival of the tough and capable doomsday immigrants in the Red Moon Realm, it is estimated that even these most basic jobs will not be the turn of the poor bugs in the wasteland.

  Rogge must find a way to place them.

   "Maybe it's a good idea to throw them into the red moon world."

  The black fox withdrew from the bliss space. He stood on the wall of the monster city and looked into the distance, thinking:

  "In that world, the weak and trash can't survive. The dream of the red moon once in March will directly destroy the weak hearts of these poor bugs.

  But if they can survive, they might become stronger.

Um.

   Forget it, the mortality rate is too high.

  Even though they are waste, every piece of toilet paper has its own value, and it is still necessary to use waste. "

  "Om"

  Red-purple energy lit up behind Roger, forming a flashing portal with a little difficulty. Secretary Asuna stepped on high heels and walked out expressionlessly.

  She got behind Roger and whispered to him:

  "The diversion visit of the witch hunters has been completed. They are being sent to various areas. According to your instructions, we have not done any cover to let them see the true face of the wasteland.

  In addition, the news has been sent to Liberty Citizen City. Our twenty-five boys have already started to look for the missing subject code-named ‘Zig Fei’.

  But I don’t have much confidence in it.

  If the subject with the powerful self-healing gene is still alive, there is a high probability that he has been captured by the Immortal Society. "

   "Don't be so pessimistic, little wild cat."

  Rogge shook his head and said:

  "When the Black Hand Society's laboratory was breached, most of the experimental subjects were directly destroyed by the explosion. Emma didn't know the content of the'Zig Fei' project.

  She will not bother to find the subject that has been bombed to death.

  But according to the experiment report left by my grandfather, the self-healing ability of Ziegfei One can help him survive the explosion.

  So in Emma’s eyes, he is an ‘invisible person’.

  As long as he is not bad luck, he should be alive now, among the hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in Liberty Citizen City. We must find him! Hanhan's injury is terrible.

  There is no such super self-healing gene blueprint, and I can’t save his life before he completely declines.

   and melancholy

  He actually survived a frontal nuclear explosion. His genes are also very worthy of our research. He may become an important key to our civilization in the wasteland.

  If we succeed, the whole wasteland will be full of new life. "

  Secretary Asuna is not commenting on this.

   Her expressionless posture, very like the working state of Juyue, straightened her waist, stood behind the black fox, and after a few minutes of silence, she said to Rogge:

  "I noticed that among those witch hunters, some of them came with the purpose of ‘finding things’. Would you like to ‘arrange’ them?"

"certainly!"

  Rogge chuckled lightly and said:

  "The last day's visit is our military weapons factory, open it to them, let them see our military potential, and completely dispel their stupid thoughts.

  Then pack them and send them to M-World, where Kisaragi has already arranged it.

  Tsk, go around **** first, then go to heaven, this comparison is really interesting. "

——

Seven days passed in an instant, and the members of the Red Moon Sightseeing Group ate at the most "luxury" wasteland-style hotel in Heishou Town at midnight on the last day. Under the hospitality of the black fox, they had a meal that was quite hearty. Feast.

  Then each took the souvenirs presented by the Black Hand Society, boarded the tourist bus again, and headed to M World.

  "This place is terrible, the material is scarce, and the land is declining. The people here lose hope and go to the virtual to seek satisfaction. The upper class is letting it go in order to stabilize the class and order.

  As far as I can see, the status quo of this civilization is even worse than us. "

  In the car, the witch hunt masters of the Saint Denis faction are sitting around the small bar in the bus, and you sum up the seven days' experience with one glance.

  Someone was the first to speak, his tone was full of contempt.

  He took a sip of wine and said:

   "At least we still have a direction. We are dying to survive, but they, they are just struggling in the mud."

"Yes."

  The female master, dressed in a neutral dress and holding a sword in her hand, leaned there, holding a small glass of wine in her hand, and said blankly:

  "It's like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, pretending that there is no danger, and the almost perfect bliss space outlines a perfect world for them.

  And all they have to do is cover their ears and eyes and immerse themselves in it.

  They don’t want to wake up.

  I threw myself into the sealed coffin, waiting for death in the decay, in our world, such a person could not survive even a red moon dream. "

   "And those invisible radiation!"

  Another old hunter lay on the bar and threw a few pieces of crushed ice into his wine glass. He stroked his beard and lifted the wine glass with the mechanical prosthesis he had just installed, and said:

   "Although the radiation that the black hand will look for is weak, once you leave those areas, you will be immediately affected by the radiation. Our people may come here and get incurable as a result.

  And this world order collapsed.

  As far as I know, a barren land like the Desert of Death is already quiet and peaceful in this wasteland. I really can’t imagine what chaos in other places will become? "

   "The Black Hand Society is just a small force."

  Someone interrupted again and said:

  "They also have a rival called the Immortal Society. If we cooperate with them, we are also tied to the Black Hand Society’s chariot. Apart from the monsters, we will have one more opponent.

  Some of the gains outweigh the losses. "

  The deficiencies were listed, making everyone silent.

  Half a minute later, the female master dressed in neutral put down her glass and glanced at her companions. She coughed and said:

   "So, everyone, after we go back, let's report to Saint Dennis, do you agree with the ‘Great Migration’ led by the Haierford family?"

  Masters, look at me, I look at you.

  Finally, they nodded in unison.

"agree."

  The female master was not surprised by this result.

  She sighed and said:

   "It's true that this world is terrible. But we have no choice. It has problems like this, but it doesn't have a red moon. Just this one is enough for us to make up our minds."

   "Actually, the wasteland is not that bad."

  Another whispered:

  "On the bright side, they also have mechanical prostheses, great combat chips, and the weapons factories we saw yesterday. Can you imagine the assembly lines?

  As long as there are enough workers and resources, if the production capacity is fully utilized, they only need one day to produce enough weapons for us to arm an entire battle group!

  There are also such powerful missiles. Everyone who participated in the Battle of New Yorkshire had seen their power with their own eyes. If we had a thousand such missiles in our hands.

  We can sweep the entire old continent! Take back our hometown and heritage! "

  A group of people nodded in unison. Yesterday’s visit really impressed them.

   "There is also the ‘training ground’ system hosted by Master Maria."

  The old man who changed his right hand took a drink, shrugged, and said:

  "I tried it. Except for it's fake, it has no shortcomings. The pain of the monster's paw on my body is exactly the same as in the memory.

  It is perfect for newcomers and rookies for training.

  We don’t have to worry about our disciples’ first hunting and dying in confusion. "

   "Speaking of this chip."

  The female master dialed her short hair and stroked the small silver iron piece near her ear. She said:

  "This may be a control method, but I also have to admit that its fire control system is very suitable for hunting and can effectively improve our combat effectiveness.

  Maybe all the witch hunters should be fully dressed up, and it should be put on the agenda. Saint Dennis might object, he is very stubborn. "

   "But we have no choice, Peggy."

  Someone said to her:

  "Since they have all decided to sell themselves, let's confess a little bit. Even if Saint Dennis finally opposes this plan, the division of the witch hunt will be unstoppable.

  I heard that the witch hunt masters of the neutral Cecilia Saint faction have signed contracts with them last night, let alone the masters of Gordon Saints.

  If we don’t know each other, we will be isolated or even exiled. "

"You think too much."

  The neutrally dressed Master Page shook her head. She put down her wine glass and looked at the quiet night in the wasteland outside the window. She whispered:

  "Believe me, Saint Dennis may feel sad after receiving our report, but he will eventually agree to join the Great Migration.

  He is just like us.

  No, he wants to see the end of the monster war more than we do. For this reason, he would rather give up all dignity and kneel down in front of the magical boss Jiang.

  Just ask for that glimmer of hope.

he.

  My father can become a saint without strategy and ambition, so don’t worry, everyone.

  We, it's time to sign that contract.

  However, maybe we can take a look at the scenery of M world before selling our bodies. I heard the black fox say that it is as beautiful as heaven. "

  A few minutes later, the bus convoy drove into the Star Gate and entered the dream company's park. This world was in the evening. The witch hunters in the convoy saw the towering and huge city in the distance at a glance.

   and the fragrance of birds and flowers in extreme contrast with the wasteland, and the alluring and pure magic rising in the air.

  Everyone's eyes light up at this moment.

  They have all seen virtual perfection in the bliss space, and now, they seem to have come to that perfect world.

   "The previous decision was a bit sloppy."

  Master Paige clasped the wine glass in his hand and said to the people around him:

   "Maybe we can talk to them and move our people here."

   "Stop dreaming, Peggy."

  The drunk old man laughed. He also looked at the beautiful world in front of him. He said:

  "At first glance, this is an orderly place. The Great Migration will disturb the powers of this world. In such a beautiful place, don't bring war to them because of us.

  And since those guys are arranged like this, it represents this M world, which is actually part of the great migration. Don’t underestimate the wisdom of our ‘boss’. "

  (End of this chapter)