After the ancient god was kicked out of the adventurer team

"Elena, you are such a devil, you will lose your life if you do this kind of love-selling thing." Strachey cursed her viciously.

"Don't worry, at least live longer than you." Elena responded with a smile.

"Wait for me, I just had a bit of fun recently, I forgot to capture the memory, I will capture it for you now."

While speaking, Strachey sat back on the chair, and the still green eye, which was still intact, also turned milky white at this time.

"Stretcher, you know, I'm not trying to take everything from you, I really don't want to say it, you can copy your memory to me, why do you have to intercept it piece by piece..."

With a sound of "Puff", Strachey's arm sprayed out a cloud of white mist, and a metal pipe just bounced out and fell into his mechanical claw.

"Here! Here you are!" Strachey threw it to Elena indifferently.

Elena took the storage tank that had sealed Strachey's memories of a certain period of time, and after carefully looking at it for a while, she sighed softly.

Then he stuffed it back into his bag and put it away carefully.

"Sister Elena, do you have any good products there? Show me?"

"You really are a scum!"

Elena cursed helplessly, then rummaged through her small bag, and showed him the canned bottles one by one.

"Cynthia's happiness, Isaac's melancholy, Nicole's sadness, and a few little girls in our family have a synaesthesia game. They are very fragrant, and they are also recorded. You have to try our family Is it the way to play?"

"Really? Give it to me! Give it to me!!!"

Strachey impatiently took away the canned emotions inside, there were about seven or eight cans, opened his mechanical arm, revealed a slot, and planned to stuff one in.

"Wait a minute!" Elena stopped him from wanting to inject.

"Is there anything else, big sister?" Strachey looked at her puzzled.

"There's something else, here, this guy's name is Wu Mo."

Elena introduced to Strachey Wu Mo who had been silent by the side.

"Wu Mo, this is Strachey, a bastard."

"A bastard is superfluous!!!" Strachey pointed at Wu Mo with his broken half of his face, and then protested to Elena dissatisfied.

"As you can see, this is a scum who doesn't admit that he is an asshole." Elena smiled helplessly.

Strachey still wanted to protest, but was interrupted immediately by Elena.

"Streich, Wu Mo wants to get some remains. I'll be the guarantor. How much is the deposit?" Elena was about to take out her wallet while talking.

Wu Mo hurriedly stopped her, not letting her pay the money for himself.

"He?" Strachey looked Wu Mo up and down with his single eye, nodded slightly, and then looked at Elena.

"Sister Elena, tell the truth, are the remains of your friends brought to the exchange? If so, don't bother, just tell me, I'll ask over there, and there will be a minimum for you." If you don’t have any money for the time being, you can keep it for you. Everyone doesn’t look up and look down. If you, a friend, go in and make a fuss just to find your partner’s remains, it will be bad for everyone. "

Yes, I just want some special materials, preferably..." Wu Mo thought for a while, then smiled.

"Can resist divine pollution."

Strachey's green eyes turned bright red in an instant.

An extremely dangerous aura came from him, and his appearance at this moment was almost as if he was about to hunt Wu Mo.

But in just a short while, his eyes turned green again.

"Fifteen fine gold, no gold coins, no exchange, five are my agency fee, ten are the admission tickets over there. No troubles are allowed, and those who make troubles will be put on the autopsy table. Believe me, They have the strength."

Wu Mo silently calculated that over the years, most of his deposits were actually with An Tiling, and he didn't bring much money with him when he came out, but there should be about thirty pieces of pure gold.

Wu Mo looked at Elena.

Elena nodded.

"Okay, it's a deal, but I have to go back to get it. When I came out, I didn't bring that much fine gold."

"Okay, let's do this, you can come here with the gold the day after tomorrow, I will lead you there, although the black market is open every day, but only at the beginning of the month and the middle of the month, there may be something that meets your ideas, usually it is some low-level With middle-level materials that want to be promoted, I think you shouldn't need that kind of rubbish."

The other party was obviously irritated by Wu Mo's attitude of distrusting him and asking Elena for confirmation, and he didn't get angry when he spoke. After speaking, he waved his hand, signaling Wu Mo to leave quickly, and he sat back On the reclining chair, he opened his arms, and was about to stuff the canned experiences and emotions into himself.

Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk to him anymore, Wu Mo and the others couldn't stay any longer, so they could only say goodbye, then turned around and left.

Not long after they left, the music that was no longer tuned started creaking again.

It didn't take long for Strachey's dissatisfied growl to overwhelm the music.

"What fucking rubbish music is playing! Did I ask you to save this music? Delete it! Get me a new one! New one!! Cheerier! Melodious! Mmm! That's right, that's it ! Little cuties of the sax species, I'm coming, your uncle!"

Elena glanced back at the dilapidated shed that had changed the music, and cursed in a low voice.

"What a scum!!!"

(PS: If you don’t understand what canned emotions are, why Elena has this kind of thing, and what kind of work Elena’s family does, I won’t explain it... this is The main line of the first volume will involve a god coming out...)

PS: Thanks to a black knight who passed by for the spicy strips, thank you, thank you!

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Chapter 3 Wrath of the Old Gods

"what is that?"

When he started to walk back, Wu Mo asked in confusion.

"Encapsulated memories, canned emotions, it's our family run business, copying what some guy went through, copying their experiences at that time and the emotions of being in that experience, canning it into a commodity, selling it For others, artists, writers, businessmen and nobles who want to find novelty, many, many people are our customers..."

This kind of thing has to be said, although Elena doesn't want Wu Mo to know...

"Is that so..."

After Wu Mo heard it, he fell into thinking. This long silence also made Elena uneasy.

"You...you don't like us doing this?"

"No, I was wondering if that is, if I use that kind of thing, can I also feel other people's feelings?" Wu Mo looked at her.

"Well, in theory, this is possible, but if the contrast between the two is too great, it's still difficult to understand the feelings of others, and you can only experience a new feeling. And you are not a sax, and you need to add some modifications, Only then can it be."

It's hard for Wu Mo to imagine that this kind of behavior that can package and sell memories and emotions, what kind of behavior is it, is it an invention and creation of the saxes, or is it a method that old humans are tired of playing...

If it is a method played by the old humans, then what is this?

The commercialization and capitalization of emotion and experience?

Can the rich imitate their emotions and experiences, sell them to the poor, let them experience the joy of the night, and then touch the last coin in their pockets?

To build a world where everyone can be equally happy?

For no reason, Wu Mo felt a wave of anger and nausea, extreme anger, and extreme nausea...

This is a kind of blasphemy, this is the blasphemy of the existence of a human being...

"Wu Mo..."

Elena looked at him a little worried.

"You...you really hate me for doing this, don't you..."

"Elena, I don't hate you, listen, I don't hate you, don't doubt me, listen carefully."

Wu Mo's hands lightly pressed on Elena's shoulders, looking at her.

"I don't hate you, I just thought of a terrible possibility. I was very angry, very angry, but it wasn't because of you, Elena."

In the final analysis, Wu Mo doesn't hate Elena, in fact, he still doesn't have much sense of identity with the current mechanical life forms that "they are him".

Although Wu Mo felt that he should respect their emotions and IQs, he still instinctively felt a sense of distance and estrangement towards this kind of metal bumps, so he felt that Elena did this kind of thing just like that, a mechanical life The memory of the body can be stored, and the body can be copied, so how to play can basically be done.

Do you feel angry at the artificial intelligence Xiao Ai who copied a piece of learning materials from the mobile phone to the computer, do you think it is blasphemy to human beings?Won't.

Wu Mo agrees with their emotions and feels that they are like human beings, but Wu Mo does not feel that they are like himself. This is the gap between the silicon base and the carbon base. Don't consider yourself silicon-based.

But when I think about it, maybe some human beings have done this to other human beings in the past, then I really can't calm down, and the anger is even more bubbling out! ! !

Wu Mo didn't like to let others guess whether he was angry, so he reiterated his position with Elena very seriously.

Elena's heart also slowly relaxed.

To be honest, she has always been very worried, especially after she started to have a good impression of Wu Mo, she was even more worried, because many mechanical life forms hated them, maybe just like Wu Mo hated the old humans he could think of.

"We... we have actually asked for their consent. I know you may disagree with me, but there are actually quite a few people who really want someone to share their experiences..."

Elena is still worried that Wu Mo misunderstood her.

But how could Wu Mo misunderstand it, because this kind of thing is too common, complaining about his past on the Internet, either happy or sad, asking for such a recognition, the times have changed, the way has changed, it is just the desire for recognition The request has not changed.

Some people may not want Elena to give them money, but also want to share their memories, but most of them are happy memories...

Wu Mo was noncommittal about this.

"That guy sold his memory to you directly, he didn't have a backup, right?"

Elena nodded.

"He has sold a lot of copies to us, and I have backed them up for him, but he never said that he would redeem them, as if the past was rubbish and unimportant to him."

"What a scumbag."

Wu Mo smiled wryly, but he didn't want to worry about this kind of stranger anymore, so he could only curse helplessly.

What will happen after you sell your memories, all your memories?

Become a brand new human being without a past?

Starting a new life?

Who is that person?

"Go back, I have to make some preparations to see how much money I still have in my hand, is it enough for the last black market."

Shaking his head, Wu Mo tried his best to get rid of the unhappiness in his heart caused by too many associations, and suggested to Elena.

Elena also nodded in agreement, the two of them just like that, and started to walk back.

There was no words all the way, Wu Mo was in a bad mood because of thinking of some bad things, Elena always felt that it might be because Wu Mo didn't like her job very much, and for a while, she didn't know what to do Is good.

Even after they went back, the two of them seldom communicated about this matter. One reason was that Elena really needed to manage the affairs of the family, and the other reason was that she also felt that it was better for Wu Mo to digest it. What you see is better.

It’s just that for Wu Mo, Wu Mo didn’t really care about the things he thought of. He was really angry at the beginning, but after the meal, it’s just like that, no. What else can I do, I can't pull those human beings out and flog the corpses after I have found out the facts, I have played myself to pieces, Wu Mo is going to be angry with them now, just torturing himself.

It's better to take care of yourself and let yourself live well.

The first time he went to that kind of exchange, Wu Mo didn't think that he could buy what he wanted, he just wanted to go and have a look first, to learn more about what kind of things are there, and he will also buy them in the future. Fortunately, he had a plan and a direction, so he didn't make any preparations. After taking a look at Puyo the next day, he waited until the third day, the day he had agreed with Strachey.

"Is the money ready?" Elena asked after breakfast.

Wu Mo raised the small bag in his hand that contained all the fine gold on his body, and after signaling that she was fine, the two of them went to the lower area again.

(PS: Let’s make an oath to testify. After we die, human beings really play with canned emotions. The younger generations remember to come and kick your dog ancestors....)

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Chapter 4 Ancient Gods and the Hidden Exchange

In fact, that kind of secret transaction only started at night, but Elena still had some things to deal with, and it was impossible to come back and bring Wu Mo with her after finishing it, so Wu Mo followed her and went out together.

Find sellers who sell their own experience and feelings, take away the emotions they regard as goods from them, and sell the canned emotions processed by themselves to those who need them...

A name, a position, some full of vitality, some lost their souls, Elena led Wu Mo like this, shuttling around the entire Abyss of Heaviness, shuttling among those who were sold for one reason or another. In front of people you have feelings for.

After the last person left, it was almost evening, and the two rushed to Strachey's side without stopping.

Before arriving at Strachey's small shack, Wu Mo heard a kind of heavy metal music playing there, hoarse horns, and violent music, which made Wu Mo's brain ache a little from the noise.

And when Wu Mo and Elena approached, they saw an extremely coquettish mechanical lifeform that had painted itself in various colors. It was holding a comb and facing a small broken mirror, combing its broom-like The same green hair, and I don't know where he got this wig.

The other party saw Wu Mo and the others at a glance through the small broken mirror.

"Hey! Sister Elena, you came here very early today! Look, how is it! Does it look good? Will the girls in your family like me like this?!?"

The other party turned around, still grabbing his green broom head in a very flamboyant manner, and gently stroked it upwards.