Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 596 Hunger
In the morning, Frye woke up from a deep sleep. His head was aching, but he felt much better. He pressed his dizzy head. This room was provided by the high priest Laika, and it was in her personal mansion.

After Fry got up, he sat in a daze for a while. Why did he come here? Fry has not figured it out yet. The only thing he can be sure of is that the parasitic plants in his body have been attracted by some kind of attraction. will come.

The civilization in this place is far behind what he thought. Fry also saw some steam mechanical supplies yesterday. The internal compressor is used to compress the water molecules to generate resonance and finally provide kinetic energy. This is four A technology that existed centuries ago, and some mechanical connections also use plant-like plants wrapped in a dark environment as conduction.

This seems to be possible for Frye, because after the quasi-plant swallows something, it will directly convert the swallowed thing into its own energy, as long as it is controlled by methods such as mind power during the transformation process, so that These transformations are converted into corresponding energy. In the past, Frye has also conducted similar mechanical kinetic energy research in the Seminary of God in the Brilliant City.

Open the window, and there will be a smell in the air from time to time. Those are the smells of animal feces in the farm. Everything here seems backward and primitive, and there is too much in the barter society. The flaws and instability of the society, once the population grows, the collapse of the society is not far away.

Dong dong dong

The door of the room was knocked open, Mist stood at the door with a smile on his face, holding a delicious barbecue and a large glass of wine in his hand, Frye swallowed and said thank you.

"I really thank you yesterday. Without you, I would be dead now."

Frye shook his head, Mister put the food on the table in the room, and Frye ate it without being polite.

"What about that group of people?"

Fry asked, and Mister smiled and said.

"All of them have been arrested and are currently being interrogated."

Frye doesn't intend to delve into everything here, no matter where similar things will happen, it seems that yesterday's assassination was premeditated, because this is the center of Shimmer City, and at that time, there is no nearby There are too many members of the Crow, and although Mist looks good, he has no way to deal with so many assassins with sophisticated weapons and equipment at the same time.

Frye subdued them with ease yesterday, and everyone who saw them on the street was dumbfounded, because the absolute power Frye displayed shocked everyone.

Frye doesn't want to interfere too much with the problems here. He just wants to go back to Bright City, where there are still things he hasn't finished. He is a little worried about the current situation in the hospital, especially the situation of Lolita. Lai Lolita's physical condition is becoming more and more unstable. Although she can clone infinitely, the time she can survive each time is getting shorter and shorter.

"What's the matter, Fry, did you think of anyone?"

Mist asked, and Fry continued to eat with a smile.

"It's nothing. There will always be one or two people who think about things like people."

Mist said with a smile.

"I don't have Fry, I've lived with High Priest Laika since I was a little girl, she taught me all kinds of things, and I ended up working for the whole city."

Frye added, looking at Mist's sad look.

"Then she is equivalent to your mother?"

Meister lifted his head easily.

"Who knows!"

Frye didn't want to ask anything, he quickly finished his food, and Mister continued to invite Frye to go out for a walk, and introduced him to Shimmer City.

"Where's Miss Laika?"

Fry asked.

"She should be out."

The only thing Frye wants to know now is what kind of method Laika has used to control the quasi-plants so perfectly. As long as he can learn this method from here, Frye will immediately return to Bright City and complete those tasks. unfinished business.

After the two left the room, as soon as they came to the hall below, dozens of people wearing crow masks were waiting.

"Go get busy."

Many people seemed unwilling to leave, and a crow captain immediately stepped forward and said.

"Master Mites, if you want to travel."

"Mr. Fry is here, you all saw it yesterday."

In the end, Mist took Fry out. As soon as he entered the forest, Fry found a place to sit comfortably, and Mister sat aside.

"By the way, Frye, you will get out of here."

Mist asked, and Frye was a little surprised. He recalled that when Laika was his mother just now, Mister's eyes were shaken. From Frye's point of view, this young man was a little tired. Frye noticed it right away. After all, he is the leading psychiatrist in Brilliant City, and Frye basically understood everything about Mister.

"I can listen to it if I want."

Fry said, Mist was a little surprised.

"I don't know why, Fry, talking to you is like talking to a wise elder."

Frye smiled and said nothing. He didn't tell Mister that he was over 80 years old, and he and Mister looked about the same age. Frye didn't say much about Bright City, especially about The life span has already been extended by two or three times.

"How should I put it? Since I was very young, I have been accompanied by hunger."

Frye's eyes became serious, and he probably knew what Mister wanted to say in an instant. It seemed that his childhood was not very good.

"In the past, Master Laika actually made us learn something when we were hungry, and also made us have to complete some things before we could eat, but we were always not full, and we were very hungry every day."

Frye didn't make too many comments. A random word from an outsider at this time may cause the collapse of what the confidant believes in his heart.

Psychotherapy is not a consolation treatment. Comforting words will never solve the root problem, and even make these people with some psychological diseases more uncomfortable, because things did not happen to the listener.

Seeing Mister swallowing, it seemed that he was thinking of something that was unforgettable or unacceptable until now, which seemed quite cruel.

"Because it's hard to believe, I can't accept it. This is a problem that human beings will have. But in many cases, you can only choose to believe, which may make you feel easier."

Mister looked at Frye with some surprise, Frye just said with a smile.

"I'm a doctor, so I know a little bit, and I've seen many people in this state."

Mister hummed.

"Fry, I'm the last one alive."

Frye realized something, looking at Mister's appearance, there was only one thing he thought of instantly.

"We grew up with many people, many people, but in the end I was the only one left. In this hungry competition, I won."

Fry reached out and patted Mister on the shoulder.

"All the people who reached the summit in the end stood at the highest point stepping on countless corpses. If you can't accept it, or even become more and more unbearable because of some things, it's better to choose and compromise with yourself."

"compromise?"

Frye nodded, stood up and put one hand on the thick tree trunk beside him.

"Pay too much attention to some problems, because these problems themselves are difficult for you to accept, but the problems themselves are created by your choices again and again. Instead of thinking about right and wrong every day, it is better to think about your current situation. What else do you have?"

Mister hummed and seemed silent. Fry glanced at him. He discovered yesterday that Mister ate very little when he ate, and he was quite a restrained person, and so did his drinking, Fry I thought it was strange, but I immediately thought that it might be caused by something in my childhood, and this kind of restraint has become Mister's habit.

Frye took out a cigarette, lit it with a cluster of flames, and took a puff, while Mist looked on with some joy.

"It would be great if I could obtain this magical power."

"There is a way!"

Frye said, but Mister didn't ask anything, but raised his head comfortably.

For this man who has not had a good communication with anyone for too long, Fry probably knows what he is thinking. It seems that he has obtained everything that others envy, but in fact he needs to bear enough pressure to crush himself.

This is how people often go step by step. Pressure and motivation coexist. The greater the motivation, the greater the pressure.

"Thinking about right and wrong?"

Frye asked, and Mister hummed.

"We need to complete some tasks for food. If we finish slowly, the food will be eaten by others, or we can only eat a little bit. I watched with my own eyes the companions who lived together day and night died one by one, and were starved to death. "

Fry hummed, he probably knew what kind of training, or domestication, Laika needs someone who is excellent in all aspects to be the leader and handle some things for her.

The model of competition has been the easiest way to select talented people from the past to now, and the more brutal the competition, the more it can stimulate the inner potential of human beings. Frye recalled everything in the Academy of God in the past, and now think carefully, If it weren't for every student competing with each other back then, they wouldn't be able to grow up in a short period of time, but this would also have a disadvantage.

If you are pressed for too long, you will actually become more and more fragile inside. After all, pressure will consume a person's energy and energy. These things are not unlimited, and one day they will be crushed by these pressures.

It's just that the way of selecting talents here seems to be far more cruel than what Frye is familiar with. It keeps making people step into a desperate situation, thereby stimulating their potential, and finally passed the trial and stood at the highest point. But when The high point is that as people get older, the cruelty in the past will leak out little by little, affecting a person's life. This is what Frye has experienced. This kind of thing is for everyone. It's all hopeless hell.

Seeing Mister's anxious expression, Frye realized something, and he began to ask Mister some questions, especially in yesterday's assassination, Mister was a well-trained leader of the ravens , there was no movement at all.

"This is already the early symptoms of depression, Mister, you are sick."

Mister looked at Frye in shock, not knowing what Frye was talking about about depression, because he had never heard of it.

"Let's go, Mist, go back with me first, and have a good talk with me if you want."

Mister looked at Frye suspiciously.

"Have you ever thought about dying?"

Mist hesitated for a while, but nodded.

"Just let you be my first patient here, Mister, your condition is very serious, if you continue to work, you will die."

Fry has seen countless patients with depression, and most of them chose suicide in the end. There is no medicine to treat this disease. If you can't get out of the depressed atmosphere, you will definitely die.

Soon the two returned to the house, and at this time a man wearing a crow mask hurried over.

"Mister Mister, High Priest Laika asked you to go there."

Mist nodded and followed.

"Can I go with you?"

Mister hesitated, he knew there must be some important order for him to execute.

"You are sick Mister, and if you don't realize how serious this problem is, you will live in pain and suffering for years to come, and eventually die."

Meister nodded.

The two went up the stairs directly opposite the hall. Mist led Frye and walked to the right. After a while, they came to a dark corridor on the second floor. Mister walked over with ease. The door of a room opened in the darkness, accompanied by rustling sounds and a slight light blue light, Mister knelt on the ground on one knee.

"Why did you let Fry come with you?"

Laika's tired voice sounded, and Frye stepped forward, but at this moment, a large number of black and red tentacles stood up.

"Fry, please leave, it's time"

"Mister is ill, Miss Laika."

Laika, who was wrapped in a faint blue light, looked very impatient. She looked at Mist, who was kneeling on one knee and bowed her head.

"If you are sick, you should tell Mister earlier, let me help you relieve the pain, like this."

"Please stop, Miss Laika."

Fry reached out to block some of the tentacles reaching for Mist.

"He's not sick physically, what's sick is mentally."

Laika said with a smile.

"Everyone here is more or less mentally ill."

"I have just been diagnosed. Mister is suffering from depression. I suggest Miss Laika, you let Mister take a good rest. If he continues to work, he will die."

Laika looked at Frye in surprise.

"I'm a psychiatrist and the number one doctor in the city I'm from!"

The tentacles that were going to touch Mister's body began to shrink back.

"You go out to Mister first."

After Mister left and closed the door, Frye looked at Laika seriously.

"It seems that you had this kind of disease in your era."

Lyra nodded, looking slightly sad.

"Depression! Why is it Mister?"

Frye sighed helplessly.

"There should be a lot of people with depression here, in such a depressing and dreary city."

Laika nodded, suicides have always been common here, and Laika knew what was going on, but she never told anyone that it was caused by mental illness.

"Although belief can sometimes transcend everything, especially unwavering belief, what is needed to build this belief is time and time again inspiring stories, but what about people's cognition Miss Laika, have you considered Ever? Sometimes there will always be some people whose cognition is beyond the control of their beliefs, and once these people recognize something clearly, it is easy to shake the original deep-rooted beliefs in their hearts, and then collapse a little bit."

"Are you blaming me, Fry?"

Frye shook his head.

"I'm not blaming you, Miss Laika. Mister is the leader of the Raven that you have cultivated through hard work. He is only 30 years old now. The next leader, if it is convenient, may I ask?"

Laika meditated quietly for a while and then said.

"Still in training."

"Miss Laika, I hope you give me some time, I have a way to completely cure Mist, just now"

Laika said with a somewhat angry expression.

"Let's talk about it after this operation, okay Frye, you can leave."

Frye could see that Laika was in a hurry, as if there was something big that had to be dealt with.

"Let me replace Mister, Miss Laika, my strength is enough to handle everything here."

"why?"

Laika looked at the smiling Frye in shock.

"Because I don't want to see a poor patient go to work when he is sick. As a doctor, I firmly don't allow it."

Laika laughed.

"It seems that you are a very good doctor Frye, but this time things are a bit complicated."

"You just need to tell me the target, and ask your men to help take me there."

Laika slowly moved in front of Frye, staring at Frye with both eyes.

"I need Mister to lead the elite of the Ravens to destroy some rebels."

"I can defeat them, but I won't kill them. It's up to you how to deal with them, can you?"

Laika hesitated for a while and then nodded slightly.

"If you can subdue all of them, the number is huge, there are thousands of people."

Frye nodded with a smile.

"Give me a few days, and the people here can't pose any threat to me."

As Frye said, he held up a hand, and a scarlet particle floated out of his fingertips.

"Go and explain to Mister, I will take you there directly, because I can't act in the light, and those rebels are in the light, do you have any requirements or conditions?"

After thinking for a while, Frye said with a smile.

"Although I really want to know how Miss Laika managed to control this type of plant, I don't need much in return, as long as I can cure Mist, that's enough."

Laika hummed, and then Frye left the room. Laika looked at the man in disbelief. Although Laika hesitated again and again before, the problem this time will not be a small problem, and many people will die, but Now the rebels have to be eradicated.

If the rebels continue to run rampant, they will not be able to deal with them. They are very aware of the weaknesses of the priests. When they attacked the garbage dump last time, three priests died.

In the eyes of those rebels, Laika knew very well that he was just a monster, not a messenger of God. Laika could no longer spare too much energy to manage everything in the city, and was resisting the monster in his body every day. He became more and more hungry, and Laika knew very well that if he continued like this, he would be swallowed by her, but before he was swallowed, he had to solve the current problems, re-plan everything in the city, and finally give the rights to himself Only the blood of the people can continue to make the city continue.

The reason why Laika attaches so much importance to this issue is because the stolen blood must be brought back.

"Frye!"

Mister looked at Frye in shock, he didn't know what to say, and suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Miss Laika has already agreed to my request, you just need to rest well Mister, I will complete Miss Laika's mission on your behalf."

"No, Fry, that's too harsh, those rebels are not just weak and incompetent, they"

Fry laughed.

"Maybe you don't even know how strong our mutants are. If you believe me, take a good rest. You can go for a walk in the forest every day if you have nothing to do, or go to the tavern on the street for a drink."

Mister didn't know what to say. He looked at Frye gratefully. He really didn't want to continue to perform some Laika missions, because each mission was different, but the nature was the same. Kill some people.

Every time Mist would think of his childhood, in that cage, his companions who grew up with him fell down one by one, obviously Mister knew very well that although he didn’t kill them himself, but because he was more powerful than them I have passed the trials again and again, and I just want to survive, especially the food will decrease with the reduction of the number of people, so I have to be better than others if I want to survive.

"Don't worry about me Mister, I will help you complete the task, and then we need to start the treatment, which is a painful process, but you have to have confidence in yourself, believe me, I will cure you."

Mist kept his head down, not knowing what to say.

"Just think of everything I've done to help you as God's favor for you after you have worked so hard for so many years, and you don't need to have any psychological burden."

Finally, after seeing Mist nod his head, Frye smiled gratifiedly, turned around and started walking, and after a while, Frye came to the edge of the forest territory, where the light could hardly touch, some The black and red tentacles wrapped around Frye, and then lifted him up like a chair that fixed Frye.

"Going past Frye."

Frye nodded.

"I have a request for Miss Laika!"

"I see, I'll tell you something about this stuff."

A sullen voice came from behind, and Frye shook his head.

"I only hope that Miss Laika can cooperate with the treatment. Only with your participation can I cure Mister's depression. This is very important, and if you don't participate, Mister will die."

Laika was a little surprised.

"I promise you!"

(End of this chapter)