Chapter 2621 Cutting the Darkness in the Flash (3)
Chapter 2621: Cutting off darkness in the blink of an eye (3)
"Captain, I have encrypted communication for you." Eve reminded Bediwell as soon as she returned to the Dawn.
"It hasn't stopped today," Bedivere muttered dissatisfied, and went straight to his captain's cabin. When he was sure that he could receive encrypted communications, he said: "Get in."
"Mr. Bedivere." The person on the other end of the communication was the former elder Cattelan: "The artificial people who were expelled from the Brotherhood have arrived one after another. How many people are there in total? Twelve people, right? I have counted the number of people.
Wish you peace."
"The number of people is correct. The list of personnel is also correct." The werewolf youth replied while looking at the holographic image that appeared in front of him and counting the list of personnel on it: "They all followed the secret route I instructed, right? No.
Just attract the stalkers."
"According to them, these are all artificial beings who escaped from the academy with the help of the Railway Organization. Although they caused such a big commotion within the Brotherhood, they are the abandoned sons of the academy after all, and the hunters probably won't care about these.
People are interested." Catland said.
"Very good." Bediwell nodded: "Anyway, let's talk about it after you settle down. Can the ruins you mentioned before be inhabited?"
"There seems to be no danger outside the ruins. Just make some temporary beds. At least there will be a place to shelter from the wind and rain." Catlan paused and continued with a self-deprecating tone: "But there is no wind or rain in this underground dead city. It is quiet.
It’s great. Maybe it’s okay to find a place to sleep in the open.”
"Don't underestimate the desert. People will freeze to death in the desert at night." said the werewolf young man.
[City of the Dead] is an underground supply station dug artificially in the Sahara Desert. Its dome has a huge transparent glass structure, like a natural greenhouse, and there is ample water inside to irrigate the plants. The interior of the City of the Dead
The climate is pleasant, and the humidity and temperature are very comfortable. It is a completely different experience from the desert outside. Despite this, the City of the Dead will still get cold at night because the surrounding desert rock formations have poor thermal insulation properties and accumulate during the day.
The heat will dissipate quickly.
With this in mind, Bediwell brought enough dry food and daily necessities for the artificial humans who broke away from the Brotherhood, and even brought extra down sleeping bags, before allowing them to leave [City of the Dead] through a secret way.
They should be able to eat and drink there for the time being, and they don't have to worry about getting cold. But sleeping in the open is really not a good idea. It would be best if they could find a suitable place to live in [City of the Dead].
"Joke aside, there are still a lot of things to do." Cattelan added: "There are quite a few depressed and low-spirited guys among the twelve new people. I guess it will take a lot of persuasion to persuade them. Fortunately.
The thing is, I already have a talent for speaking."
"Hahaha," Bedivere said with a bitter smile. How could anyone praise himself like this? But as an elder of the original brotherhood, it is normal for Cattelan to be eloquent.
"Although you can use words to temporarily intimidate these people and temporarily improve their morale, if the living conditions do not improve, no amount of words can make a difference." Cattelan added: "So I still hope you can come over.
Explore that ruins well. No one among us dares to go deep into that gloomy ruins until we ensure that it is completely safe and habitable."
"Of course. I will come over." Bediwell was originally very interested in that ruins, and he also planned to go to the City of the Dead to check out the situation there. There were quite a lot of supplies that needed to be brought there, except
In addition to establishing a portal between the City of the Dead and Dawn to ensure quick communication between the two places, Bediwell also promised Seglade to plant a large area of magic pine trees in the City of the Dead.
and fire charm flowers, and even datura grass. In other words, we need to bring a large number of saplings and flower seeds there. But these are long-term matters. The most important thing now is to strengthen the defense of [City of the Dead].
"I'm sure again. All those in the City of the Dead are labor-type third-generation androids, and there are no combat-type ones?" Bedivere asked: "That means there aren't any who can fight?"
"Well. This is indeed a very worrying issue." Cattelan answered in a roundabout way. There were probably other artificial beings around him listening, and he said this to take care of the feelings of those people.
Sure enough, it was exactly as Bedivere had guessed. Except for Cattelan, these androids all escaped from the students. With the help of the railway, they rewashed their memories and started a new life. But the railway organization will never give up on fighting ability easily.
All the combat-type androids who escaped must have been taken back to the railway camp, and the ones abandoned were the labor-type androids with no fighting ability.
To put it nicely, it is to allow these labor-type artificial beings to enter society and start a free life. To put it lightly, it is to let them fend for themselves.
Then these unlucky guys joined the brotherhood and were kicked out by the brotherhood because they were artificial humans. After they escaped from the academy, they were abandoned twice in a row. They were not allowed to be in the academy, were not accepted by the railway and the brotherhood, and eventually lived in exile.
Come to the City of the Dead.
I really have no dreams and no hope.
"The golems acting independently here have not shown any hostility for the time being." While Bedivere was silent, Cattelan added: "But who knows? What if they suddenly attack us? Our side
They are all unarmed ordinary people, but they have no ability to resist at all."
Attacked by the golems and trapped in the desert with no way to seek help, the only outcome for the thirteen people was to be wiped out. A drop of cold sweat broke out on Bedivere's forehead.
"I understand. I will also find a way to solve the security problem." The werewolf young man replied: "Then I will go make preparations and come back to you. Until then, stay calm and don't irritate the golems over there."
"I understand, that's it." Cattelan wanted to interrupt the communication, but suddenly said: "Um, wait, this young man wants to have a few words with you."
"oh?"
"Hello, Mr. Bedivere." A young voice seemed to have snatched the communicator from Cattelan. "Do you still remember me?"
"Academician Slinde, right?" It is actually very difficult to identify the owner from a rarely heard voice. However, the thirteen people in the City of the Dead are all from Bediwell.
Twelve of them had been interrogated by the werewolf youth, and Bedivere could guess roughly even by blind guessing.
"Yes, he is just a former academician." Slinde smiled bitterly and said: "After all, I am no longer a member of the Meyerson Brotherhood."
"So, do you have anything to say, Slinde?" Bedivere asked tentatively again.
"Why did you save me?" Slinde said suddenly.
"So, you think it's better for me to just sit back and watch you get killed by the Brotherhood?"
The other party was silent for a while.
"I originally joined the fraternity to please that girl." He began to think about it casually: "I joined the fraternity and worked hard for so many years. I finally became an academician, thinking that I could stand out and stand tall.
I proposed to her. I didn't expect that something like this would happen. Now I have no place to stay. Whether it is the fraternity, this society, or she, they all treat me like a monster. I can't go back. I have
I can't go anywhere, I can only stay in this sterile place, eating and dying together with my kind. Do you think I still have a future? I'm just trying to survive by saving my life. This kind of future is really
Is this the future?!"
"So what do you want?" Bedivere replied coldly: "If you don't want to live, you can walk out from the edge of [City of the Dead]. There is a desert outside, and you will definitely die if you wander in the desert."
The other party was silent again.
"If you want to end it on your own, there are many ways." Bediwell continued to reprimand: "And why do you have to travel a long way to the [City of the Dead]? If you want to die from the beginning, find someone who can't."
Wouldn't it be better to die without permission where you see it? So you say you are disgusted, but your body is still very upright and your desire to live is very strong. You still hold on to the belief that you can live well and try to start a new life.
.Am I right?"
"Um," the other person was humming, as if he was very reluctant to admit it, but he had to admit that the hum was filled with frustration and unwillingness.
"Remember, the people over there are all men, not even a woman, right?" Bedivere snorted: "To put it bluntly, you just want to find a woman to satisfy your desires, right? I will find a way.
Arranged for you."
"No, no! Why would you suddenly bring up such a dirty topic!"
"No? In other words, you can figure out a solution without a woman?" the werewolf young man asked again.
The other party was silent for a long time before saying: "The third generation of androids are all infertile. Even if they can have sex with women, they will never have offspring."
"Isn't the point of enjoying the process?" Bedivere said bluntly: "We are all men, everyone understands."
"Captain Bedivere, you do have a very nasty side." The other party said quietly.
"Have said it," the werewolf youth ignored the other party's complaints and continued: "Who is the girl you like? I will find a way to bring her to you. If she really loves you, she will never do it because of you.
If she dislikes you because of your identity, status, and origin, then she is not worth it. Of course, even if she doesn't love you, I can still make her come over - you can do it with a little money.
."
"No," Slinde muttered in a low voice, "Please, no."
"Why? Isn't this what you expected?"
"I have already said that the third generation of androids are sterile and I don't want to delay her for the rest of her life." The young man's low sobs came from the other end of the communicator, and he could no longer continue the conversation.
"Anyway, that's it." Cattelan's voice came out from the communicator: "It seems that we need to give these boys some careful psychological counseling. Let me worry about this. Boss, you have already got the things you need to worry about."
That's enough. We'll see you later."
"What are you calling boss? Did you learn from Lawrence?" the werewolf young man muttered, interrupting the communication: "See you later."