Chapter 2 The Failed Guy
Chapter 2 The Failed Guy
"I see. The mechanical arts of this world have developed to this extent."
In the narrow medical room, Wang Jixuan read in detail Mu Liang's short life of twenty-two years, gained a preliminary understanding of the current world, and began to think about how Mu Liang died.
His level of understanding of this world is in line with the upper limit of knowledge that an ordinary third-level citizen can master.
What are the third-level ordinary people?
This is quite complicated to explain;
And it is related to Mu Liang's suicide.
Mu Liang began to receive systematic education at the age of six and watched many educational films depicting the once glorious human civilization.
Through the videos in his memory, Wang Jixuan saw tall buildings and various instruments that could fly into the sky and escape into the sea without any talismans or restrictions, such as airplanes and submarines.
Those were the good old days before the cataclysm;
It is also called the golden age by humans today.
Just as humanity began to shift its gaze from the conflicts on the surface to the depths of space, a disaster broke out simultaneously around the world.
This was a premeditated invasion of civilization.
Mimic-type blade beasts mysteriously appeared in various cities, releasing large amounts of poisonous gas, exterminating 50% of the human race overnight.
This is also thanks to the fact that humans have been actively fighting among themselves and maintaining abundant martial virtues.
The humans who survived the initial catastrophe were divided into different regions, but they still fought tenaciously, and the munitions stockpiled in various places were finally used to protect the lives of ordinary people.
All kinds of blade beasts continuously emerged from the poisonous fog;
They hardly need to eat, and are covered in hard armor. Some special blade beasts can continue to evolve by devouring human corpses;
When a 'Pterosaur' covered with alloy-like biological armor that could catch up with hypersonic missiles flew out of the poisonous fog, the only air advantage that humans had disappeared completely.
"Powerful and astonishing number of monsters."
——Wang Jixuan summarized simply.
After more than ten years of fierce fighting, humans were finally driven out of the surface world by the blade beasts.
But the fire of human civilization still burns tenaciously in the fortresses underground and in space.
This young man, Mu Liang, lived in Fort No. 76 in the Central Basin area.
The fortress is a typical second-generation industrial fortress, originally designed to accommodate a maximum population of 150,000. This limit was exceeded twelve years after the fortress began operating. Today, the fortress has been in operation for more than 150 years and accommodates a population of 890,000.
The figure of 890,000 actually has an error.
The fortress's intelligent management and control center can only effectively count the population of the middle and upper cities of the fortress. The center can only make conservative estimates of the population of the lower city of the fortress, which has long been out of control.
The resources generated by this fortress itself have long been unable to feed all the humans in the fortress.
In the 25th year of the operation of Fortress No. 76, the "overloaded social system" was launched. All resources are allocated by the Archons who are replaced every ten years and the Fortress Intelligent Management and Control Center. Each citizen of the Fortress will receive a corresponding [quota] based on his or her contribution to the Fortress.
Mu Liang, a third-level ordinary citizen, has three types of quotas:
General rations, food rations, medical rations.
The three quotas cannot be converted into each other, cannot be circulated between people, and can only be used by oneself.
Mu Liang is a skilled worker who does prenatal checkups on a mechanical production line. His weekly salary is neither too much nor too little - 25 for general quota, 35 for food quota, and 5 for medical quota.
A shirt or a pair of trousers requires 5 general quotas, a pair of underwear requires 2 general quotas, and the holographic music player that Mu Liang treasured consumed a full 185 of his general quotas.
The price of buying that thing was that he only had a few old pairs of underwear to wear for half a year, and these underwear had holes in them after being washed...
If you want to feel full twice a day, you need about 6 food quotas;
Except for the medical quota, which can be accumulated indefinitely, the general quota and food quota can only be accumulated for a maximum of three months.
In Mu Liang's memory, Wang Jixuan saw that this young man was diagnosed with moderate depression half a year ago.
Wang Jixuan didn't quite understand what depression was, his intuitive feeling was...
Mu Liang was starved to death.
There are seven days in a week, and the average daily food quota is 5. If Mu Liang consumes all of these food quotas as food, his body will probably be quite healthy.
But in fact, Mu Liang only had 3 food rations for himself every day. Long-term malnutrition made his body very thin and his mental state deteriorated.
Where did Mu Liang's food quota go?
This has to be mentioned...
Click.
The door lock of the medical room was turned open, and a female doctor wearing a white coat on the outside and a tube top and hot pants on the inside stretched lazily and closed the alloy door.
Wang Jixuan opened his eyes alertly, then immediately turned his head to the side.
He complained secretly;
The women in this world are really too bold in the way they dress!
His senior and junior sisters usually wanted to cover the backs of their hands, but the girls here always liked to show off their snow-white thighs and flower-bud-like collarbones.
Sexy is sexy, pretty is pretty, but...
What to do with the heart of Tao?
This medical room is only about four square meters, and a narrow bed and several common medical instruments occupy most of the area.
The female doctor skillfully opened the folding chair, sat down and crossed her legs, and her slightly fat belly formed a small circle.
Her wavy hair swayed slightly as she quickly read through Mu Liang's profile.
"You're only twenty-two and you're already so depressed?"
The female doctor's voice was a little hoarse, and the corners of her mouth turned down slightly. She pulled out the stylus at the bottom of the tablet and began to scribbled down the file records that no one checked. She asked casually:
"You were diagnosed with a mental illness six months ago. Have you received any medication during this period?"
Wang Jixuan turned his head away and replied, "No."
The female doctor clicked her tongue and said, "Are you saving the medical quota so that you can choose a crematorium that meets the temperature requirements for yourself?" "No," Wang Jixuan responded calmly.
This woman's words are so rude.
Did he really think he didn't understand the sarcasm in this? His control over words and language was much better than the original owner of this body.
The female doctor suddenly asked: "How does it feel to be on the verge of death? Is it a very pleasurable feeling?"
Wang Jixuan: Hmm?
Well, he took back that arrogant statement above.
He didn't quite understand what this sentence meant.
The female doctor moved her still slender body, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out one hand to Wang Jixuan's wrist.
Want to take your pulse?
Wang Jixuan suppressed his instinct to dodge, but he soon discovered that the female doctor's fingers began to slide gently on his arm.
Wang Jixuan's hair stood on end.
"You're still young... Do you like the feeling of suffocation?"
The female doctor asked softly:
"Do you see a wonderful world in there? Although the mechanism of action is due to lack of oxygen to the brain, it is really cool, isn't it? Your skin is so smooth, you are still a virgin, right?"
"Witch! What are you doing!?"
Wang Jixuan finally couldn't help but pull back his arm. He forced himself to sit up with his still weak body and glared at the female doctor.
They were very close at this moment, and the female doctor had a somewhat ambiguous smile on her face, which was over 30 years old but still delicate because of makeup.
She blinked her left eye slightly. "Vamp? Are you saying I'm alluring? That's a great name."
"No one will come here, and the soundproofing is very good. No one will come here in two hours. They are all at work."
The female doctor spoke to herself, took out a small mirror from her white coat, picked up some foundation with her fingers, and touched up her makeup.
“Mu Liang, you don’t seem to understand.
"Young people with self-destructive tendencies are usually sent to a medical center to undergo a partial brain tissue removal surgery to ensure that you can continue to contribute to the Fortress and not let down the resources that the Fortress has invested in you over the past twenty years.
“You will lose most of your emotions, have headaches from time to time, cry for no reason… It will be extremely painful, believe me.
"I can help you issue a certificate, a certificate that doesn't require you to go to the medical center, and then... help you get out of the haze with happiness."
Her white coat slowly slid off, and she breathed in secretly to make her full breasts more upright and her stomach flatter.
How could this inexperienced and self-destructive young man resist her charm?
The female doctor thought so and let out a gentle hum from the tip of her nose. Her red lips, stretched open by the tip of the tongue, were touched by the white teeth again.
The female doctor had already anticipated the next move.
She wanted to turn around, kneel on her left knee beside the bed, lower her head to get closer to the young man, unbutton the first and second buttons of her shirt, and start her attack from his lips...
'He's so cute.'
The female doctor thought so, turned around, and knelt on her left knee beside the bed as expected, leaning forward, with seductive eyes and slightly parted lips...
boom!
There was a muffled sound.
The female doctor stared at the young man in front of her in astonishment, with a little blood oozing from her fair forehead.
“You hit…”
She fell weakly on the hospital bed, rolled her eyes and passed out.
Wang Jixuan calmly put down the heavy iron box in his hand and shook his wrist which was hurt by the shock.
'what! '
"With this little beauty, you still want to steal my essence?"
'Even the old leader of the Hehuan Sect is not as unrestrained as you!'
Then, Wang Jixuan looked at the female doctor lying on the bed and began to frown and think.
The female doctor's threat just now was not false. Brain tissue removal surgery...
The Taoist body must not be damaged, this is the prerequisite for one to embark on the path of cultivation again.
What's more, he is weak now, and this second life is really hard-earned.
Once this female doctor wakes up, there will probably be another trouble.
The feeling of weakness in my limbs came back again.
Wang Jixuan touched the bruise on his neck, bent down to pick up the female doctor's white coat, and found a few items inside.
Category C pass for the 13th floor;
Credit card;
Level 4 Ordinary Citizen Certificate (Junior Doctor).
Wang Jixuan felt that no matter what he wanted to do next, he had to eat first, as the woman would not wake up for a while.
Food is to mortals what spiritual energy is to monks.
Therefore, Wang Jixuan could not accept the fact that the original owner of this body, Mu Liang, had been bullied by his coworkers for a long time and his food quota had become someone else's meal.
He would avenge Mu Liang and put an end to this cause and effect.
(End of this chapter)