The Welfare Factory is located in the southwest of Kabukicho, toward the Pharaoh District and the former Bone and Blood District.
The joint rescue team drove many large trucks like an ordinary cargo transport convoy, but as soon as they approached the factory, they launched a surprise attack. The weak factory security was completely unable to resist it in the surprise.
But the convoy did not fight, but went straight to the target address.
They have to be quick. More Santo security guards and the Metropolitan Police Department's riot squad will be here soon.
Not every rescue team member knew what was going on. There were almost no guards along the way. The convoy drove straight in despite the night rain and quickly arrived outside the target warehouse.
Dozens of people ran out of the vehicle, including Lindsay and Vivian, who came in a small truck.
The iron door of the warehouse was easily cut open by the Yakuza commissioner of the team with a monomolecular wire. As expected, everyone saw that this was a dormitory warehouse with rows of multi-layer iron frame beds inside. Countless children looked at it.
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"Kids, all come with us to save you!" shouted Hisashi Nagano, the Yakuza captain of the rescue team. This eyebrowless middle-aged man is from the headquarters Nagano family.
Slogans are painted everywhere on the iron walls of the warehouse: Work hard, the future is in your hands.
These children in blue factory uniforms were all a little dazed, some ran outside immediately, and some were still scared.
A part of the rescue team rushed into the warehouse and drove the children out to see if anyone was missed.
People outside the warehouse put the children who came out into the truck and were alert to the changes in the surroundings.
They had received news that something was going on at the talent show stage, and the police were attracted to the street. However, they had to leave immediately after rescuing people, as they might be surrounded if they were late.
At the same time, Lindsay and Vivian ran towards a workshop not too far away.
The two of them were wearing tripod devices that could emit fuzzy electronic signals, and what was captured by surveillance cameras would only be a blurry black shadow.
"Tarou Hoto must die." Lindsay told Vivian, "Now that Seth is involved, this is all a business war. He has died for a hundred times, and Santo will not benefit the dead, but will not be in trouble; he
There will be all kinds of troubles only if you don’t die.”
In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the target workshop, the slave-rearing area.
The little fox hasn't lied yet, and the surrounding area is really unguarded, with no guards at all.
Standing on the edge of the slave-raising realm, they sensed a strange force that wanted to devour everything like a wild beast.
Vivian smiled and used her J-level operator program: Voodoo Doll.
Sophia's personality material has been processed and turned into what the Internet Cowboys call a "cookie" that can interact with the corresponding personality cube. This cookie is hidden in the voodoo.
As soon as the voodoo data was released, it was immediately absorbed into the realm of slaves, like every insatiable blood eater.
As soon as the matter was settled, the two of them immediately turned around and left, running back to the motorcade.
The children were walking up to the rescue team's truck, but at this time, sirens blared all over the factory.
Ye Shou cursed that the factory security responded faster than they expected.
But it wasn't just that, there was also a roaring sound.
Everyone saw that around the blood slave field, the iron plate floor was broken in some places, and some high power pillars were quickly raised. The high-voltage lines between the pillars were automatically connected, and there were also various connecting lines underground.
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These tall pillars suddenly released electricity, forming an ultra-high voltage power grid, trapping the area.
The falling rain was constantly electrifying, hissing, and filled with smoke.
"It's an ultra-high voltage power grid...there's also this kind of protection here."
"You can't use single molecule wires to cut it, it will cause an electric explosion, and we will all be roasted pigs."
"Damn, that thing is still playing garbage radio waves..."
Everyone in the rescue team looked around. Unless they walked from the sky, the convoy would not be able to pass through the power grid and would be exploded by electricity.
Moreover, those high power pillars are also releasing garbage waves at the same time, which interferes with the brain nerves of extraordinary people.
If they continue like this for a while, they will be surrounded so heavily that no one can escape.
Could this information that Ms. Nagano received... be a trap?
"Interesting, now it's more fun." Lindsay couldn't help but laugh.
"But you don't seem worried at all." Vivian looked at him with interest.
"We have low-tech friends, please look after Gu He." Lindsay told her, and then went to Captain Nagano Hisashi and said: "Captain, please take the children to the car first, the low-tech people are coming."
After his reminder, Nagano Shouya came to his senses and immediately asked everyone to continue the rescue and ignore the power grid.
Low-tech people are some strange people who can make the power system malfunction.
Lindsay pulled Vivian into the back of the pickup truck, closed the door, and ignored the chaos outside. She and she both put on the mind network connection helmets that had been prepared.
"Let's just peacefully hunt foxes in the car, and we'll be ready to go when we get back."
"What if this helmet is damaged during a power outage and we can't come back?" Vivian asked.
"Then let's be information ghosts. It's more suitable for your temperament."
Vivian smiled, how could Lindsay be unprepared? The helmet she brought was a biological flesh-and-blood type, and it would be fine even if it had no power.
Besides, it’s not that easy to be an information ghost.
If they really can't come back, their personalities will collapse into a pile of floating junk messages.
At that moment, Vivian and Lindsay activated their helmets together and suddenly entered the spiritual network.
Their bodies became defenseless, there was no lookout in the car, and no one outside knew about it. This was actually very dangerous, but Lindsay had done this kind of thing a lot.
Taro Hoto ate the cookie, and Vivian had already obtained the coordinates of the opponent's personality cube from the information fed back by voodoo. In the psychic network, their two accomplices were already waiting to meet.
Khufudru, an absolutely trustworthy tower builder.
And her biological sister, Nimue, an executioner.
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In a villa in the Acropolis Mountains, in a meditation retreat, Taro Boto had just given a series of orders.
Immediately invest the highest security force in the blood slave realm and immediately pull up the ultra-high voltage power grid protective wall.
"Don't let those people escape. Be it street rats or street dogs. Anyone who wants to escape should be beaten to death."
After giving the order, Taro Hoto closed his eyes slightly and continued to meditate.
But he suddenly became dazzled, and there seemed to be some data passing through the slave-rearing realm that had been running blank since evening.
He suddenly felt bad. Those street dogs might be dumping garbage information into the realm...
However, the program firewall is not activated, which does not seem to be the case.
Taro Hodo did not feel attacked, but had a matching sense of familiarity. For a moment, it was difficult to tell whether this was his inspiration from meditation, or whether it was the data that led him to a breakthrough...
Sometimes, breakthroughs are achieved in such desperate moments.
Calm, patient, thoughtful.
Taro Hoto meditated and made distinctions, but he felt more and more complicated and weird...
He was startled, and an idea came to his mind, but when he opened his mouth, his muscles were out of control and he couldn't speak.
Someone invaded his personality Rubik's Cube in the spiritual network! His "real name" was exposed. How could it be exposed? It is impossible to find his personality coordinates just by passing through the slave-rearing realm!
How could he, a six-speed, two-programmer, special-level blood eater, be like this...
Voodoo, the manipulator's voodoo.
Taro Hoto woke up with a start, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on. How could the other party hide so quickly? Unless the other party had his personality material and mixed it with voodoo, but this was impossible...
How can a street dog have his own personality material, or the personality materials of other people who can interact with him?
Could it be that, Yosuke Harafuji, that guy sent someone to take the opportunity to assassinate me!?
Taro Hoto's headache worsened rapidly and his personality was disintegrating. He dragged his body with difficulty to climb to a wooden cabinet by the wall. There was no surveillance in the Zen room. If he didn't make any noise, no one would know that he was dead.
"Ah..." He finally roared, and while pressing the alarm bell on the cabinet, he hissed reluctantly into the alarm intercom: "Yosuke Harafuji..."
An alarm sounded in the Zen room immediately. He opened the door of the wooden cabinet, which contained conventional equipment such as a heart network helmet.
The opponent's explosion speed is extremely fast and cannot be delayed any longer. Before the security guards can come and join him in entering the heart network to fight back, his personality will be exploded in the heart network...
Damn it, damn it!
Taro Hoto grabbed a HeartNet helmet and put it on his head, activated it, his eyes widened suddenly, and he entered the network.
