The 21st century of gangsters everywhere

Chapter 400 395 Maritan 02
But, the Master is gone, if the Master is gone, why do we continue to fight.

Even though the same genetic factor is used, even if it is designed to be the same existence, each of us is different. Pru No. [-] calls itself "other people", but I really use "I" to call myself, Pru No. [-] It seemed that she was always calm and never panicked even before she died, but Pru One was a little crazy.

Obviously come from the same roots and received the same training, but we are not exactly the same.

They call this individual differences.

I (Maritan) have heard the doctor say that.

soul.

I (Maritan) have heard of it from nowhere.

This is something that everyone has, and everyone is different.

Do we really share one soul?But why, we have so many people, but I am so lonely.

——So the level of technicians of Neo Zeon is really not good, even the souls of the Misaka series that are specially put on shackles are all independent individuals, and it is impossible to share souls.Minerva, who saw Maritan's heart at that time, sighed slightly.

When Gremi died, the hearts of the Pru series were scattered, and the distance between everyone became infinite.

Unable to hide his shaken by the Master's death, he (Maritan) manipulates the machine whose senses have become dull.

"The formation that is too dense will be killed." Before Maritan could say it, she just left the queue a little bit.

In the next second, countless light beams tore through the void, and before he had time to look at the positions of his sisters, Kabini was hit by the Mega particle beam, the body was torn apart, and the entire Zhoutian display screen went black, leaving only The cockpit, which was bursting with sparks and a little bit of light, was spinning, and the connection with the sisters and the machine was cut off, and everything returned to darkness. I (Maritan) stretched out my hand in vain, trying to catch the light again.

Until...she caught a ray of light again.

It was obscene and dim neon light.

The short and dilapidated buildings form a simple street, as if only this street has prosperity. In the alleys on both sides of the street, the smell of decay, vomiting and feces come from the corner of the street.

"This kid smells so bad..." The middle-aged woman with her back to the neon light frowned and said. "It's still a child at all, how do you want me to use her for business?"

"There are customers who like this kind of thing, right? When I picked her up, she was in the escape pod. She seemed to have gone completely crazy, her head was empty, and she was told to do anything, so she would listen to everything." Trafficker He rubbed his hands and smiled wretchedly.

The middle-aged woman pinched her face and looked up and down. The pungent smell of inferior perfume poured into her nose. Although Minerva now commented that the smell was not as good as the smell of toilet fragrance, but at that time, Maritan's body There is no reaction to the heart.

After pinching herself (Maritan) and evaluating her own voice, the woman pulled herself (Maritan)'s thin clothes and let herself stagger into the house by stepping on the sewage on the ground. On the road, the bed The neon lights outside seemed to flicker.

At this moment, Minerva felt that someone lifted her up by her neck, and when she turned her head, it was Maritan with a complex expression.

Maritan signaled Minerva not to look at herself, but to watch the "movie".

The trafficker took some money from the woman and left in a hurry.The man who pulled me out of the darkness of the cockpit should be my new MASTER man who is leaving. MASTER made a sound in his throat vaguely, and the girl planned to chase after the man.

"From today onwards, your MASTER is me!" The woman grabbed the girl's shoulders and exhaled a breath mixed with grease and rouge to her.

MASTER, without MASTER, I can't live, it is to connect myself with the world.But in the girl's current world, the MASTER changes every night.

My new task is to accept its requirements and let MASTER be satisfied.There are rotting slugs licking all over her body every night, and when it's all over the teenage girl feels like she's become redundant.Dirty liquid accumulated in the body, and eventually even my own existence gradually disappeared.

In the end, the only thing left is this skin.

However, it is impossible not to obey MASTER.

Because I survived alone.

From the point of view of the part that cannot let one's own will intervene, there is no difference between fighting with a mobile suit and serving a different MASTER every night. The bottom line is that man-made objects do not need will.Obviously, as long as he strictly abides by the precepts of obedience and dedication, and does the same thing as his sisters, he will not be left alone.

Listening to the creaking of cheap beds and the unpleasant smell on her face, the girl, for the first time in several years, had her own thoughts.

At this time, Minerva's teeth were also creaking.Minerva gritted her teeth tightly, clenched her fists uncontrollably, she didn't even notice that her nails pierced her palms and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.Only now, after seeing the military uniform on the guest, did Minerva realize where Maritan was now.

Side3, Republic of Zeon.

How the hell are you treating Neo Zeon soldiers?
—Light, cold and a symbol of lost light.

The girl's face was reflected from the shadowless lamp with several broken bulbs.

Compared to the medical facilities in Neo Zeon, this consulting room is cheap and dirty.

"You're still so young..." The young but old bald doctor wiped his glasses with a yellowed white coat.

The girl who woke up from the anesthesia looked blankly at the reflected body full of scars.The right hand stroked towards the lower abdomen. Just now, something was taken out from here.

What have I lost?The words condensed in the chest could not be turned into sound, and the girl was carried out of the consultation room by the doctor.

"You didn't hurt the product, did you?" The middle-aged woman who was puffing in the waiting room glared at the doctor.

"No, but..." The woman ignored the doctor.He just said, "Here, let's go back." Then he turned around.

The girl stood up and stared at the woman.

"Let's go, what are you doing!" The woman who shouted like this dragged her forward, and the girl stepped forward staggeringly. "Have you removed the big rock? Come here, you."

The girl was forcibly pulled away from the clinic, the woman yelled hysterically.The decadent young doctor could only shake his head helplessly, and invited another bruised girl who was pulled over by a middle-aged woman into the consulting room.

No, that's not a big rock.The inner voice in her chest did not turn into a sound after all, the girl was pulled out of the clinic and onto the electric car parked by the street, and the car drove all the way to the busy street where the shop was located.

Street scenes flow past the window, and people's faces are fleeting.

Those scenes were moist and dizzy, and cold water dripped down his cheeks.tears.Tears that did not shed when losing Master and sisters trickled down from the blue hole.

(End of this chapter)