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Chapter 79

Slit length.

Without thinking! Without hesitation! Without doubt! Of course! Choose the long slit ruler.

However, Ye Han did not take it out immediately.

There is also a monitor person.

Even if he has an EQ of 40-1, he knows that it is not good to bring it out at this time.

"This, do you still need to ask?" On the monitor, this line appeared and then disappeared quickly, replaced by a new line, "Aren't you... not a federal person?"

Ye Han was shocked.

In fiber sports, it is said that NPCs on the field cannot see through the true identities of the players.

Just like just now, the monitor person was obviously ordinary, but the system deliberately skipped this section when instilling memories.

The players don't know, they can only think for themselves and use logical judgment to avoid such small traps.

For NPCs, obviously the same operation can be done.

But in front of me...

"Are you from the Resistance Army? Really?" The display refreshed the content again.

The green bytes are beating, as if the mood is ups and downs.

Resistance? So what?

Ye Han was stunned for a moment, and quickly dug out the relevant content from Mandela's memory area.

So that's what happened...

The laws of this world are fair! Absolute! Strong! But there are also areas of criticism.

That is, once you make a mistake, it is for life!

It is understandable to commit a crime intentionally. At least when you commit a crime, you should expect the endless punishment day after day, night after night, like the atonement of the eighteenth level of hell.

But for unintentional crimes, although the punishment will be lighter, the price is also heavy, and it requires day and night, painstaking efforts to make amends, which is unbearable.

After the banquet, everyone went back to their homes. If something happened to someone, they would have to sit at the same table together;

While driving normally, if someone rushes onto the road seeking death, the driver must also be punished;

If you open a store and a customer has a heart attack, you have to take responsibility even if there is no cause and effect...

The rich and powerful people have abundant capital and can easily avoid most losses by relying on insurance companies. However, those who have no money and power cannot afford connections and insurance, so they often go bankrupt and have to sell their blood.

Atonement.

There are even some who were simply wronged and framed just because their blood type, antigens, genes, etc. matched those of certain people.

As a result, life spans are shortened and the gap becomes more and more obvious; the differentiation between rich and poor becomes more and more intense; the flow between the upper class and the lower class almost completely stops...

The world has become like this, where there is oppression, there is resistance!

As a result, from big cities to rural areas, from the capital to the frontiers, opposition groups calling for reform, illegal organizations that secretly poked and prodded, and rebels who used force to overthrow the tyrannical rule of law emerged from time to time.

Are you a rebel yourself?

Very likely……

Tsk, how about living a good life with such a detailed, complete, reasonable and legal system, such a fair, strict, objective and interesting world?

Even if it is unfair and reasonable, can the law be changed?

There is always a solution, so why resort to violence and risk your life?

In fact, it is not so simple to amend the law... No wonder he failed in emotional intelligence.

Just when he was hesitating whether to nod or shake his head, the monitor asked again: "Are you a rebel?"

Even if Ye Han's emotional intelligence is 40-1, he still feels its urgency.

Anyone with normal emotional intelligence would definitely nod at this time.

If the emotional intelligence is higher, "What, do you want to join the resistance?" I asked rhetorically, but without admitting it, I made the other party feel that I had admitted it, and I instantly took the initiative.

Ye Han definitely didn't have such skills, so he honestly followed his own wishes.

"Are you...really in this machine? Just a brain?"

"How do you see? How do you hear? Do you have taste, smell, and touch? Can you still feel pain? Do you need to sleep? Do you dream?"

"How are your nerves connected to electronic circuits? Do you know what materials are used?"



monitor:(,,.,,)

Monitor:(°°〃)

"I, I, my name is Jiuyi, I am twelve years old, and I have been here for eight years..."

"Someone, someone asked me to ask you, are you a rebel? If so, I will tell you a secret."

"Are you a rebel?"

This turned out to be a twelve-year-old child...

Ye Hanwen was stunned. Although he didn't say anything, he actually said everything.

Obviously the rebels have an undercover agent here and have prepared a rescue plan. As long as Ye Han says yes, the child will immediately tell him the contents of the plan.

Even system prompts popped up

"Want to join the resistance camp? Y/N."

Although Ye Han had played and read guides this month, mainly by reading guides, and completed many games, he was very uncomfortable with the prompts that popped up frequently in the game.

Life, such a chaotic system with infinite parameter variables, can only be determined by a few options?

You must choose one in the game, otherwise you cannot continue. There are no such stupid settings here.

So he just ignored it and skipped it.

"You are still a child, how could you be... why are you here?"

Perhaps he was seriously ill and his body collapsed?

Guessing in mind.

"I heard that my father's father's father owes a lot of money."

"Um... who is dad? What is money?" Jiuyi made Ye Han deflect and couldn't help but ask.

Although he is already half-machine, he still has the nature of a child.

Ye Han was silent.

The laws of this world affect our children and grandchildren for generations to come. Mandela has it in his memory area, but hearing about it is one thing and seeing it with his own eyes is another.

"Kick!" The system prompt flashed persistently, using the unique error tone of the plague to death system.

"Want to join the resistance camp? Y/N."

Gua Nao, didn’t you see that I was busy...

Ye Han ignored the system and explained to Jiuyi.

There are not many people in this world who know better than him. Especially the former.

"Humans have a total of 23 pairs of chromosomes, including 22 pairs of autosomes and 1 pair of sex chromosomes... It should be the same in your world." Based on the appearance of the federal soldiers that appeared before, Ye Han deduced this.

"Half of the autosomes come from the father and half from the mother. As for the sex chromosomes, they are composed of the mother's x chromosome and the father's x or y chromosome... Well, ninety-one, are you a boy? Or a girl?"

As he said this, he felt a little unbearable in his heart.

After surgery at the age of four, no secondary sexual characteristics appeared, right?

I haven’t felt anything, and it’s gone... even worse than the little eunuchs in ancient times.

"As for money, it can also be called currency. It is a medium of exchange, a tool for storing value and a unit of account. It is a special commodity that serves as an equivalent in the exchange of goods and services."

ninety one:(@_@;)……

"Kick!" The system prompts with an error message again.


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