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Chapter 336 Urban Legend

 That night, it was as if Pandora's Box had been opened. In more than one place, the sound of 'ding bells clanging' sounded on the streets in the middle of the night, just like someone walking on the road wearing iron shoes, and the intervals between the sounds were exactly the same.

It happened again and again, and it was naturally heard by people. However, in the middle of the night, there was a strange sound on the street. Most people reacted with fear, and then ran back to bed and hid under the quilt. If they were a little braver,

The older ones will secretly open the window a crack and look out from the crack.

There are also people who claim to have learned the essence of science and are not afraid of any feudal superstition. They bravely go out carefully with a flashlight, wondering who is walking on the street in the middle of the night and making such disturbing noises.

Among these people, either they found nothing, or they saw a tin man walking in a very stiff posture, which made everyone in the world know that he was a robot.

If a piece of white cloth were floating on the street, it would definitely scare people to the point of fainting, but seeing that it is a robot created by science, the fear disappears.

No one would think that this was a robot that escaped from the research institute, but rather that it was a prank by someone. The bad-tempered one would even curse a few words, but the robot with heavy steps and stiff movements ignored it and continued to follow his frequency.

, walked forward step by step until he disappeared into the dark street.

Therefore, what they saw and heard at night naturally became the talk of the next day and spread among the people, but it was just talk. They laughed it off and turned to busy with their own work and life. No one would care.

, in this fast-paced era, just running for life exhausts people's energy, and there really is not much energy to explore.

The reporters and media who heard about this were not very interested. In fact, in the era of great changes, there were too many urban legends born, such as the legend of angels, the legend of demons, the legend of vampires, the legend of Obik

The legend, the legend of the monster with only shadow...

In contrast, the legend of the 'Steel Plate Mask' is really unattractive. It has just become a popular topic of conversation, and no one understands it in depth, because no one is so bored that he would stay up until midnight to search for it on the street.

I don’t know where it is, let alone what the ‘steel plate mask’ looks like.

As for TPC, they are naturally aware of various urban legends that are spread by word of mouth in the streets, but they do not stop them. They just ignore them and treat them as if they do not exist.

It’s not that TPC doesn’t want to do anything, it really can’t do anything.

People who are full of hesitation about the future and full of uneasiness about life cannot find a sense of security in the real world, so they want to place their souls on illusory religions or gods. The era of chaos is also the time when the most ghosts and legends are born.

Time.

And many times, blocking is worse than opening up. The more negative the TPC is, the more curious it will be aroused, and the more people will think it is true. However, if left alone, this urban legend will soon disappear or be replaced by new ones. Urban legend instead.

To this end, a staff officer transferred from Europe formulated a new plan, which was to add fuel to urban legends, that is, to fabricate more urban legends, the more outrageous the better.

Because people's curiosity is limited, when they hear urban legends for the first time, they will naturally be extremely curious and express their own opinions about it. But when they hear it for the second time, they will only be curious.

And the third time, the fourth time...

Repeatedly repeating various urban legends that may or may not exist, will make people completely lose interest. Of course, they will still listen. After all, it is boring. There is always something to do, but after listening, it is over. Basically, the left ear and the right ear

Into the ears.

TPC's strategy was very successful. The sudden increase in urban legends minimized the possibility of causing mass incidents. The newly emerged mask of steel plates did not cause any fluctuations, just like dropping a pebble into the sea.

It will not cause a storm at all.

Therefore, Chiba Makoto of Kisarazu still lives a peaceful life. He gets up early every day and runs ten kilometers, then has breakfast, then jogs into the forest, and continues to kick the wooden stakes stuck in the ground and the wooden blocks hanging from the branches.<

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Take a half-hour break at noon, eat lunch with a bento, and then practice boxing and swordsmanship in the afternoon. In the evening, carry firewood down the mountain to the old man, then go home, rest, eat, and sleep...

Simple and repetitive!

‘Hoo! Hoo!’

Chiba Makoto ran in long strides, breathing very regularly, and big drops of sweat flowed down his face. Although it was morning, it was summer, and the temperature was still very high. If he moved even a little, he would be covered in sweat.

He was so sweaty that Chiba Makoto had to bring two water bottles to replenish his fluids.

While I was running, I suddenly saw some children pushing and shoving on the side of the road, seemingly having a conflict, so I ran over and continued running in place, saying: "No, good kids can't fight. Hurry up and go to school."

I'll be late for the meeting."

"Ah, it's Uncle Weird."

Chiba Cheng immediately emphasized: "It's my brother!"

A kid wearing a baseball cap backwards said stubbornly: "What's so weird about him? The robots I've seen are much weirder than him."

"The robots are all in the science and technology museum. They can't appear on the streets late at night," another, stronger child sneered and said, "You are lying."

"That's right, mom said those who stay up late at night are bad guys."

"I'm not a bad guy, I really saw it." The child wearing a baseball cap backwards loudly retorted to the ridicule of several children, but his eye circles were red and he just tried not to shed tears.

Chiba Makoto stopped running on the spot, squatted down, and was eye level with the child, and asked, "What do you mean by the robots on the streets in the middle of the night?"

"You don't believe it, do you?" The sturdy child was very surprised. Immediately, a child next to him quickly followed suit and said: "Yes, this is simply fake. It's meant to scare children. Only children will believe it."

."

"Weird people, weird kids, and weird robots." These children immediately started shouting a jingle, which made the child wearing a baseball cap backwards became angry. Finally, he couldn't help raising his sleeves and wiping his eyes. Chiba Makoto stood up and took these few

The children who were making noises were coaxed away. They ran and shouted, causing the children wearing backward baseball caps to lower their heads, shoulders trembling, and big tears falling on the dry road.

Chiba Cheng came over, took out a towel from his backpack, squatted down, wiped his tears, and said: "Boys will not cry even if they bleed. Just like me, I will not cry no matter how painful it is. This way

You are a strong man, and you must be a strong man, so you won’t be afraid or care about their ridicule.”


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