Lu Zhengkang was shocked and inexplicably shocked when he saw the scenes in front of him. Such a world, where the upper class controlled everything and the lower class had nothing, such a contrast, so evil.
"I probably understand." He said.
The picture gradually faded.
Scarry came over and patted him on the shoulder, "We still have a chance of winning."
"The odds? Are you saying we can destroy this so-called paradise?"
"Yes." Skerry put his arm around Lu Zhengkang's shoulders and walked out. They left the simulation room and entered a living room, where they sat on the sofa and chatted while eating snacks.
"The core of heaven is the Piece of Eden, which is an artifact from the ancient Forerunner civilization. The people in the temple have five of them, and we have one, although it is damaged."
Lu Zhengkang asked: "The Pieces of Eden are golden apples, right?"
"Yes." Scarry stuffed a handful of cheese slices into his mouth and blew out a stream of smelly air, "Golden apple. As long as you can find it."
"How to find it?"
"Only those who have been in contact with golden apples can sense it."
"So it's a dead end."
"Well, as long as we find these descendants of the Assassins who have been exposed to the Golden Apple, we can use the Animus machine to trace the memories of our ancestors."
"Well, what next."
"We found it."
"Wouldn't that be great?"
"Then it was lost."
"...So it's still a dead end."
Lu Zhengkang sighed, pushed away Skerry's head that was spitting out bad breath, and stood up.
"I don't belong here." He said to himself.
Lu Zhengkang turned around and asked Scarry, "Where is my bedroom?"
Scarry pointed to a thin sensor door and said, "Don't go to sleep. Why don't we go and chat with our friends?"
"Friends?" Lu Zhengkang repeated, "Friends, do I still have friends?"
"It's really not good for you to be like this." Skerry stood up and walked to Lu Zhengkang, looking at him with sad and caring eyes.
"I feel like nothing is right about this, you know? I shouldn't be here!" His expression was a little broken.
"Calm down! Calm down! Do you want to take some medicine?"
Lu Zhengkang grabbed his hair, took a deep breath, and then sighed.
"Where was the descendant of the missing assassin you mentioned?"
"On the bottom floor of Second Heaven...wait, you don't want to go there, do you?"
"You come with me!"
"Why?"
"I don't know the way."
When Scarry saw Lu Zhengkang starting to play with his Fenjiang Sword, his scalp suddenly went numb.
"Okay, okay! I agree."
He picked up a tablet from the table, entered the request, and after seeing "Request Accepted", he gestured to Lu Zhengkang on the screen.
"When can I expect a reply?"
"It won't be long...well, it's passed."
The doorbell rang, Lu Zhengkang opened the door and found a package on the ground.
There was a new assassin seal inside. Skerry came over and said to Lu Zhengkang: "We are usually responsible for the intelligence work of the Third Heaven, but fortunately, the person in charge of the Second Heaven is an old friend. Let's go there."
Say hello to him."
Lu Zhengkang pressed the seal on the wall, and the portal appeared.
The two of them crossed the short distance and came to a whole new world.
Dark, noisy, smelly.
This is an alley on the ground floor. The place that was originally supposed to be a house has been cleared of passages. There are many discarded furniture, old iron plates and other debris piled up around it. The walls are covered with graffiti. It is weird, ugly and has no sense of art.
, what made Lu Zhengkang frown the most was the urine stains on the wall.
Several rotten people were lying in a pool of inexplicable liquid, their faces were in a daze. One of them had a bullet hole in his abdomen, but there was no blood, and only some broken gears were exposed.
Scarry held his nose and walked out. As he walked, he said, "Let's go find the people from the organization first. That old friend is very powerful. It is said that he is a descendant of the legendary assassin Jacob Frye..." When he turned around, the deer
But Zhengkang disappeared, "Hey! Where is he!"
Lu Zhengkang left the alley in the opposite direction. He did not intend to act with Skerry because it would make him feel very restricted. Although Skerry was indeed a friend, he was also a representative of a huge organization. Lu Zhengkang and Skerry
I always feel uncomfortable when dealing with him.
He saw a tall tower made of waste in the middle of the shaft, with many signboards hanging on it, various food stores, repair shops, etc.
Lu Zhengkang used his hands and feet to climb to the top of the tower while the people around him looked at them as fools. Standing on a high place, he could overlook a large area around him.
Taking a deep breath of the strange air, Lu Zhengkang's eyes sharpened, eagle eyes!
The vision is covered with a layer of fog, the building becomes transparent, the outline of the human body is highlighted, and a large amount of information pours in.
In a house not far away, there is a group of gangsters pestering children, in the house next to them there are people rummaging through boxes, there are some corpses behind a big screen, and there is a heavy machine in a garage...
Lu Zhengkang jumped on the raised signboards, railings, clothes drying racks, and shelves of the house, and rushed to the kid who was being bullied.
"Hey, buddy! Don't meddle in your own business!" A young man with a mohawk made a few mocking gestures at Lu Zhengkang.
Several strong gangsters surrounded a girl with short hair, and the girl held a knife in her hand.
"Hand over the money, Xiao Milian. Instead of giving it to your rotten gambler father, it's better to give it to us." A lean man with an exaggerated smile on his face stood outside the gangster circle and persuaded the girl.
Miriam didn't say a word. She was paying attention to the gangsters around her. These adults were not only strong, but also had extra money, which meant that they could go to the black market to perform mechanical transformations on themselves to a certain extent. The difference in power was very large.
There was a huge disparity, but for her, this was no reason to give up the fight.
Lu Zhengkang drew out the Fenjiang Sword and made a brilliant sword flower. The gangster who had been paying attention to him on the opposite side suddenly became nervous. "Guys! We seem to be in trouble!"
The gangsters turned to stare at Lu Zhengkang, and the lean man came over with his hands raised, "Oh! Don't get me wrong, my friend! We and Xiao Milian are old neighbors, how could we hurt her?" He moved slowly,
The expression on his face was sincere, but his hands slowly slipped down from his waist.
Lu Zhengkang frowned and stared at his hands.
The other party was a little embarrassed and raised his hand again.
"Look, it's quite tiring to raise your hands..."
"I don't care, I just want to know, where is the biggest black market here?"
"Oh! Here comes the sponsor! Okay, let old Timmy take you there! Hey! Timmy, where did you die! The sponsor is here!"
There was a clanging sound from the pile of garbage beside the wall, and then a sloppy old man with a beard stained with scraps of paper came out.
"Here you go, little Vuni, where is the fat sheep?"
Lu Zhengkang waved his hand in front of him, "The fat sheep is here."
"Ha! Haha! It's another kid, Vouni, you bitch, why don't you skin him alive!" The old man smiled, showing his dark, missing teeth, and an unbelievable stench came out of his mouth.
Lu Zhengkang looked at his cloudy eyeballs, and then said to the lean man, "This is a blind man."
"I'm not blind!" The old man was extremely angry.
"I said yes, you are not only blind, but also a dead man!"
