I'm a magnet maniac

This powerful but pitiful mutated demon god has already been squeezed out of all the remaining value by Bai Wujie after his death.With such a plucking style, the magic dragon that poked its head out from under Bai Wujie's hair groaned a few times.

As the night faded away, the dawn broke, and a ray of sunlight shone on the desolate and boundless ruins.

But at this moment, the Dream Beast Squad in Tokyo, whether they were slaughtering gastroenteric creatures or ordinary people, stopped their actions.

The night is fading away, and from this moment on, the world will enter a new chapter.

A chapter belonging to 'Blue'!

Chapter 152 26. Cyber ​​Tokyo

At night, the neon lights of huge high-rise buildings seem to invade everything in this quiet night. The iron birds flying across the sky, together with the towering buildings, drive away the silence of the night from the city.

This city at night is so bustling and colorful, under the ambiguous light that seems to illuminate the night, all the joy and happiness seem to be integrated into this city of night.

And here is the giant city of Tokyo

A huge metropolis that has not been built since the destruction of the world ten years ago.Traversing the entire area from No. 40 to No. [-], pushing all the towering megaliths, completely linking the divided city and the abandoned area.

Huge connected cities, but the real bustling city is always the huge night city in the center that once belonged to Chiyoda District.

Because right there, an extremely tall steel statue is standing there.The sterling silver colossus overlooks the entire bustling city with its hands folded over its chest. Ya Fei, who is flying around him, and his blazing brilliance under his feet set off the greatness of this colossus even more.

That is the leader of the Blue Dream Company, and the absolute ruler over Tokyo—the master of the Blue Dream Company, a huge statue of Bai Wujie.

Even though he wasn't crowned, even though he was technically 'nothing more than' a corporate controller, the people privately referred to him as 'Emperor'.

With such a magnificent self-statue standing in the center of this bustling city, there is no doubt that the status of the owner of the statue in this city is unquestionably great.

But no matter how prosperous and magnificent a city is, there will always be dark corners where the light cannot shine.Not only because ugliness is everywhere, but also because people need such 'darkness'.

A petite figure wearing a black and yellow hoodie and carrying a pair of cello cases walked through the dark old city with his head lowered.After stepping on the backlog of sewage, ignoring the prostitutes around to solicit business, knocked on a vermilion iron gate at the end of the dark alley where the neon lights couldn't shine.

There were three long and three short knocks, and soon the closed iron door opened a crack.The visitor took off her hood, and that beautiful face was Tiantong Mugeng.

"I have already got the things." Tendoki said in a lower voice

With the sound of heavy and creaking steel friction, the vermilion door opened quickly.And what was exposed was a messy room full of all kinds of household garbage, worn underwear and outerwear, and medical equipment.

No matter how many times he saw it, Tendo Kisara still showed a disgusted expression.

"Can't you clean up here? Anyway, it's also a clinic."

"Yeah, a clinic with only one patient."

The woman with disheveled hair and a white coat was Sumire Muroto. She opened a can of beer and drank it down, waved lazily and said,

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, bring everything I want you to bring."

Tiantongmu didn't say anything, just handed over the piano case behind his back, and suddenly covered his left waist with a painful expression.Sumire Muroto glanced at it and said casually.

"Are you still not planning to replace an auxiliary prosthetic body to solve your kidney problem? Although you have sickle cell anemia, it is not a big deal. Artificial organs can't be done. It is very simple to get a prosthetic body that assists dialysis, really. No, you can buy some materials from Sima Heavy Industry, and I will help you do it."

"I'm not in the habit of using those things." Tian Tongmu said coldly with a pale face

"I need to hone my sword skills with pain to face my enemies!"

Tendo Kisara's kidneys have been suffering from old problems for many years. On the night her parents were attacked by gastroenteritis, she was also seriously injured and her kidneys completely lost their function.And after that, she has never recovered her kidneys, but chose to maintain hemodialysis, just to hone her will and sword skills with pain.

But all of this is actually meaningless now, the Tiantong family is finished, and the Tiantong Zhuxi who taught her sword skills has long since died.She has long since lost her goal of revenge, and continuing to hone her sword skills may just be a habit of mental self-abuse and addiction.

Sumire Muroto didn't intend to interfere with Tendoki's thoughts, she quickly checked the things that Tendoki brought, and closed the piano case with satisfaction.

"Yes, they are the most effective sedatives, so I can calm him down before he goes crazy next time."

"Has he not woken up yet?" Tentongmu asked sadly

"The current state is just right for him. The division power of the nanomachines in his body has been severely reduced due to the excessive consumption of restoring his body. However, the reproduction speed of the virus and microorganisms in his body has not slowed down. He must maintain a low-cost sleep , until the nanomachines in the body are split and replicated!"

As if to reflect her words, there was a rapid alarm sound in the room behind the clinic.

Sumire Muroto immediately picked up the sedative in the piano case and rushed into the room, only to see a huge medical equipment in the small room.A naked Rentaro lay quietly in the middle, with electrodes and infusion tubes inserted all over his body, and the heavy sound was constantly coming from the breathing pump.

The reason why the alarm sounded was because of the jumping and flashing electric arc on Rentaro's body.Before they were about to gather into a powerful force, Sumire Muroto immediately took the opportunity to inject the tranquilizer in his hand into his body.

With all the sedatives injected, Rentaro's trembling body finally stopped.But his eyelids were still constantly agitating, and slowly, slowly opened.

It seems that the sedatives have developed serious drug resistance and are no longer so effective. Under Sumire Muroto's extreme nervousness and ready to physically stun him at any time, Rentaro stared blankly at the ceiling. After a long time, he whispered:

"Strange Ceiling"

......

"Have I been asleep for three months?"

The weak Rentaro leaned on Tendo Kisara's shoulder, looked at Sumire Muroto in front of him, and asked feebly

"What happened, just tell me."

"After you were seriously injured and fell into a coma, a little girl named Yumi Katagiri brought you back and handed you into my hands." Sumire Muroto replied casually while checking various data

"But after she brought you here, her whereabouts disappeared, and your physical condition became more and more strange. After sleeping for three months, the energy produced by the virus and microorganisms that lived with you became more and more powerful... ..”

"That's not what I asked." Rentaro interrupted Sumire Muroto, and said in a low voice

"Well, after the big battle in Tokyo, Blue Dream Company took over the entire Tokyo." Sumire Muroto turned her head, looked at Rentaro and said softly

"The leader of the Blue Dream Company, Bai Wujie, after defeating Scorpio and all the invading gastroenteric creatures, announced that he had taken over the ownership of Tokyo and Japan together with the Holy Son of Heaven. At the same time, he disbanded all the military powers of the Self-Defense Forces and the civilian police The power to hold guns, kill or arrest all senior military officers, and the officials will end up in the same way. Instead, AI will take over most of the government functions...."

What Sumire Muroto described was the status quo in which the leader of an extremely powerful corporate organization took over and controlled the government, abolished all military and official departments, and completely controlled them with his own strength.

It can be said that it perfectly fits the cyberpunk worldview.But the rule of Blue Dream Company is not so simple.

"He ruled Tokyo, which was almost in ruins, but with the help of his iron birds, he rebuilt all the destroyed cities and infrastructure in just one and a half months, and regained control of those heavily polluted nuclear power plants and factories. More iron birds were used to protect the Tokyo area with the 錵 metal that split the remains of those giant stone tablets, and the order in Tokyo was restored in a very short period of time. It used to be more 'busy'..."

Sumire Muroto's tone was very neutral, and there was no doubt that what she described as Blue Dream was doing good things that people couldn't fault.

Rebuild the city that was almost destroyed under the doomsday, control and unite the people who had been reduced to a purgatory on earth due to chaos, and force companies to hand over resources and benefits to maintain people's livelihood, and protect this place under the continuous invasion of gastroenterology .

Such a 'perfect' ruler, how can anyone find out his mistakes and shortcomings?

Rentaro couldn't pick out the mistake, as long as Scorpio wasn't let in by Blue Dream Company that day, his behavior can be said to be as great as a savior.

But he still doesn't feel any liking for Lan Meng, because he knows the dark secrets of this company and this organization.He looked at Tendo Kigeng, hoping to get the answer he wanted from her.

Facing Rentaro's gaze, Tendoki hesitated for a moment, and said softly

"I know what you want to ask, but it's time for you to rest now, we'll wait for you..."

"Tell me right now!" Rentaro grabbed Tendo Kisara's hand and held it tightly, a firm voice leaked from between his teeth

"...On the day Blue Dream Company announced to take over Tokyo, the new gastroenterology law was passed." Tendoki was silent for a moment, and whispered

"But unlike the law drawn up by the Holy Son of Heaven, this new gastroenteric law stipulates that all cursed sons—no, now blessed sons—will automatically acquire a citizenship status one level above ordinary people from the moment of birth , enjoy higher priority to use public facilities and welfare treatment, and at the same time, when they are over five years old, they must accept the government's signs and join Blue Dream Company to receive unified education..."

In other words, the Sons of the Damned, who were once despised, abandoned, and regarded as having no legal rights, have become masters beyond the social class of ordinary people, and this is even written in the law.

Rentaro was silent again, and Bai Wujie had indeed done what he couldn't - let those unfortunate children get their own happiness.

Could it be that he really misunderstood Bai Wujie?Is the existence of Lanmeng company really a better thing for the world?

No, it won't be that simple.Rentaro's brain was incomparably painful, but his active thoughts still made his logic clear. He took a deep breath and asked Tendoki

"What about those who resisted him? It is impossible for no one to oppose him with such a regulation."

Rentaro clearly knew the fragility and despicability of human nature, how could they endure a group of people who were trampled under their feet not long ago standing on top of them?Happiness is always based on comparison, and for the general public, their happiness often needs to be obtained through the suffering of others.

What the waste wood lying in the pit often thinks is not how to climb out of this unfortunate pit, but how to pull others into this unfortunate cave, stepping on other people's heads and looking at the other person's lower seat than themselves, To obtain contrasting happiness and joy.

Tendoki lowered his head and did not answer, but this time it was Sumire Muroto who answered yes.She turned on a TV in front of her, and what was broadcast live on the TV was a large group of parades.

They held various signs, and without exception, they were all filled with various radical slogans.

What 'unscrupulous entrepreneurs get out of power! ''Return to the Holy Son of Heaven! ' and the like are mild slogans, and more, they are still offensive or even insulting speeches against the son of the curse and Blue Dream Company.

Some of these parade crowds are running in the streets and alleys of Tokyo, and the strange thing is that the heavily armed army is watching and even helping them maintain the order of the parade.

These soldiers are all privately armed by enterprises such as Sima Heavy Industry. After Lanmeng Company announced the removal of all civilian police's power to hold weapons and the removal of all self-defense force military forces, those troops either chose to be absorbed by the enterprise or became civilians.

"This kind of parade has been going on for six days." Sumire Muroto said quietly

"The city parade, which started six days ago, was initiated by Yamanaka Iji, the former Minister of Justice of the Government, on February 26. He made a passionate speech in front of the Lembongan Building, now Tokyo's political center, Lembongan Tower. speech."

Sumire Muroto pressed the remote control a few times, and a video was played. In the video, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was standing on a simple stage and speaking loudly with a microphone. Behind him, It is a tall building soaring into the sky as if there is no end in sight.

"Our government is finished! Political power has fallen into the hands of corporations, military power has been taken by Blue Dream Corporation! The government in Tokyo is dead in name only!"

"If this continues, everything about us will be controlled by those big companies. Our society will lose its vitality, all our social benefits will be cancelled, and more importantly, our human rights will also be violated!"

"The new gastritis law, Bai Wujie, the president of Lanmeng who advocated the implementation of this law, has trampled on the human rights of our Dahe nation! He has given higher power to some children who have been infected by the virus. This is a trample on us and a Our contempt!"

"Tokyo is already sick, and Japan is about to die! The international community is condemning the actions of our crazy government, and now is the moment for us to resist!"

"Eight Hongs and One Universe, the Heavenly Punishment Country Thieves, this is the time for us to rise up!!!"

Passionate speech, and it did drive the passionate atmosphere of many people below.There seems to be nothing wrong with the content of such a speech. Does a country controlled by many large companies really have a future?

But the problem is that today's world is a doomsday world.

Three months ago, the whole of Tokyo was nearly destroyed with the march of monsters.Don't people who have been immersed in peace for so long understand that they have been living in a seemingly safe but fragile birdcage!

The stupidity of one person is understandable, and the stupidity of 1 people is also understandable, but Rentaro knows what the price of stupidity is.

Enduring the pain, Rentaro looked at Sumire Muroto who had a silent expression, and asked with a trembling tone.

"Tell me, what happened to those officers—Tendou Kikunojo!"

Lanmeng Company seized the supreme power in Tokyo and liquidated all the top government officials except the emperor.So what happened to them?Killed all?Or... worse?

Rentaro had such a premonition that what happened to these people will also happen to these protesters.

"They..." Tiantongmu, who had been silent for a long time, spoke slowly, happily but sadly

"Alive, life is better than death."

Chapter 153 27. The Rule of the Sea Tiger Valkyrie

Politics is a piece of fucking shit that is so thick that it cannot be melted away, but every person in power must hold this thick piece of shit in his hands with a smile and keep playing with it.

Some people have said that the art of politics lies in compromise, and others have said that the art of politics lies in assimilation.

Bring the IQ of a group of people to the same level as yours, or bring your IQ down to the same level as the crowd.

People hate talking about politics but flock to it. While lamenting the filth of political bureaucracy, they advocate politics as a science and a kind of wisdom.

Fuck it, politics is a piece of shit wisdom!In Bai Wujie's view, politics is nothing more than complicating things that can be said in one sentence to hundreds of sentences and then discussing endless nonsense!

Bai Wujie hates all politics, because he has experienced the feeling of being forced to play with this shit.Sometimes even between Valkyrie and Valkyrie, there are some fucking political factors.

Isn't that what the land used to be like?The Bai family royal family, the United Nations, and the ultimate Wuliang are big factions and tribes. When they are strong, the Bai family royal family can overwhelm everything, and more often, even Haihu Martial God needs some "compromise" for these organizations.

Where there are people, there is politics. Bai Wujie will not deny this sentence, because people are such a fucking complicated thing.

Politics in hell is also politics, but only one person's politics.Replace bureaucratic democracy with absolute authority, and replace the entire framework of political factors with sage kings.

It is human nature to complicate simple things, regardless of whether you are strong or weak.Even some of the most powerful Valkyries have a stinking habit of playing politics and playing tricks.

But Bai Wujie is by no means one of them.

He hates politics so much, not only because he hates the disgusting feeling of making things complicated and inefficient, but also because he is a 'real' person.

He understands the essence of self and expresses the embodiment of self without scruple.Unless it was deliberately for fun, he would never be able to hide his truest thoughts and words.

And even if it was just for fun, he never went back to cheat.He hated the feeling of making up a lie, and even more hated the inferiority of going against himself.

This is how he used to rule the land, absolutely 'true', absolutely undisguised 'self', even the plan to clean up the land that was brewing, he never expressed it inside the Bai family.

Well, this is also one of the reasons why he and his younger brother used to kill each other.

But even so, Bai Wujie still cannot completely escape the shackles of politics.Just like this, hell politics is also politics, and absolute dictatorship is also a kind of politics.

Bai Wujie doesn't play politics, but he is politics itself.Even if it is the commander of hell, it is impossible for him to do everything himself, and he still needs the government and institutions to share his power and politics.Even if Hell is a perfect philosopher king, a perfect society cannot be established, because a perfect society is itself anomalous.

So if we want to get to the root of it, the country and the land that Bai Wujie wants to shape and rule are at most just bureaucrats who don't do shit and inefficient democracies.

And this is why most of the truly powerful Martial Gods have no interest in ruling itself, because even for extremely 'real' people, even if it is hell politics, there are too many things that they don't like and waste time up.

Even a peerless powerhouse and emperor like the white-headed man will wear down his patience in the process of ruling, and even be tortured by the things brought by the rule compared to the enjoyment he gets from the rule.

Of course, the premise of all this must be based on your desire to rule well.

If you just want to do whatever you want and enjoy the unique and awe-inspiring feeling at the top, then anyone with a strong magnetic field can easily do it.Because that is nothing more than being a god, and being a god is not without difficulty for those with strong magnetic fields, but there is no need to do anything at all.

The Martial God of Magnetic Field is a god to ordinary people, so why should he need to learn and endure?