Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 142 The Abnormal Community on Bodhi Tree Street.

"At present, we already know that among the members of the anomalous community who oppose [Section Thirteen], the most radical group of people have direct contact with [Hongzhi], and they are accompanied by at least one [Hongzhi] every time they act. branch] member."

After Wendell adjusted his emotions a little bit, he brought the topic back to the main topic again.

"This kind of matching seems to have been fixed. We found that every member of [Red Branch] will follow these abnormal community members who create panic. There is a high probability that these guys are the employers of [Red Branch]. "

After listening to Wendell's words, Xia Xiu couldn't help asking:

"Who is the member of [Red Branch] that Arian is following?"

Wendell looked at the blond-haired, golden-eyed young man who asked the question. He took out a photo from the file in his hand, and pinned it to the whiteboard with a thumbtack.

"O'Brien the Rat King."

The blond young man squinted his eyes and stared at the person in the photo: O'Brien was a handsome middle-aged man with lush blond hair mixed with a little white hair. The man in the photo gave the overall impression of being gentle and refined. .

The target appeared.Xia Xiu thought to himself.

Wendell was the subject of a continuation of the meeting.

"We don't want to endure what the abnormal community headed by Ariane has done."

Wendell said with a sullen expression:
"Now is a necessary moment, and the above allows us to take some more radical measures."

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The meeting lasted about an hour.

When the meeting ended, Xia Xiu left the meeting room alone.

When Xia Xiu walked out of the basement of [Thirteen Branches·Different Affairs Department] and came to the surface gallery door, he saw Wendell standing beside the white stone pillar in the distance, puffing a cloud, and the other party seemed to notice his gaze , so the line of sight was also shifted.

"Captain Wendell, you seem to have been waiting for me here for a long time." Xia Xiu came to the other side and said to him with a smile.

"Want one?"

Wendell took out the cigarette case, shook out a cigarette and handed it to Xia Xiu.

"No thanks."

Facing the rejection of the blond youth, Wendell didn't care, and he continued to smoke the cigarette in his mouth.

"Captain Wendell, you are waiting for me here, you don't just want to ask me about such boring topics as whether I smoke or not. If my guess is not wrong, do you have any information you want to tell me?" Xia Xiu Squinting his golden eyes, he stared at the middle-aged man surrounded by smoke in front of him.

Wendell once said in the conference room that some radical measures could be adopted, but he did not describe the degree of radicality in detail, so the scale of it needs to be controlled by the individual himself.

[Section Thirteen] has a more or less internal connection with the abnormal community, and as a member of the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage, he will not act as timidly as [Section Thirteen], so he is in Wendell's eyes It should be the best "revenge item".

Xia Xiu can guess Wendell's heart, and Wendell never intends to hide his thoughts of "using" Xia Xiu.

"The Mitte district of Berlin is the place where the abnormal community gathers the most, especially the Linden Avenue in this area, which is the favorite of the abnormal community personnel. You should know [artificial human] and [reality writing], right? ?”

Xia Xiu nodded noncommittally, of course he knew this.

[Artificial Human] Naturally, there is no need to say anything more, you know what this thing is from the literal meaning.Sarkic BIO can also be regarded as a kind of [artificial human] technology to a certain extent.

[Artificial human] technology is a controlled technology, and this kind of technology is likely to lead to many complicated moral and ethical issues.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that this kind of control does not actually play a big role.

Not to mention the BIO technology of the Sarkic lineage, there are still many [artificial human] products on the Chaofan market today.

Many of those anomalous artists are fanatics of this technology.

As for the other technique that Wendell mentioned [reality writing], Xia Xiu had seen it in the core paper journal of Luyuan.

[Reality projection writing] is also a kind of memitoid application technique to a certain extent, and its function is to write virtual personalities for virtual creations.

Just like the [artificial human] product mentioned above.

Most of the [artificial human] products only have the appearance of a human being, but not a soul.

Unless it is a high-end work made through the [Philosopher's Stone], most of the [artificial humans] will have a very mechanical level of intelligence and behavioral logic.

[Reality cast writing] is a special technology created by some abnormal artists to create a perfect version of dolls. By setting [character design], and then using special technology to put the virtual personality on the [artificial human] , In this way, you can create "husbands/wives" that match your own XP.

Hmm, it sounds much more advanced than the "automatic doll" made by the old lady Cladashin.

"There are quite a few unsatisfactory guys in reality who like this kind of thing. This is a subculture belonging to the younger generation of abnormal community members under the veil." Wendell unabashedly expressed his disdain in front of Xia Xiu.

“After [reality casting writing] became popular, all cats and dogs tried to add things in the Berlin area. These things can’t get out of the normal society, but they will cause us a lot of unnecessary trouble.” Wendell spat. Smoke continued to talk to Xia Xiu.

Xia Xiu shrugged, and he smiled to express his opinion to Wendell.

"Most [artificial human] products implanted with virtual personalities will become rotten within seven days once they are activated. This is an extraordinary iron rule. It is the authority of the gods to create life with souls out of thin air. Those subcultural puppets They are just smart toys, otherwise the subculture under the veil would definitely not be able to survive."

"Captain Wendell, if you came to me to discuss issues related to the subculture of young people in the new generation of anomalous communities under the veil, then I can only say sorry to you. I am neutral about this subculture Yes, as long as there is no clear order to interfere from above, I will not cross the line to interfere with these subcultures."

Wendell was not surprised by Xia Xiu's answer, he continued to speak to Xia Xiu:

"O'Brien is such a good [reality projected writing] that we know he has a special [mod] called [doublethink]. This [mod] allows the enemy to accept two opposing An act of belief, in other words this is an alternative [reality control technique] through which he can temporarily manipulate the actions of others."

"And if this kind of skill is applied to the [artificial human]'s hands, then he can create more agile fighting dolls."

As the middle-aged man's words fell, the blond young man began to narrow his golden eyes slightly, and he stared at Wendell's amber pupils full of sly taste.

The blond youth replied to the middle-aged man in front of him with a bright smile:

"Captain Wendell, you are also very sharp."

Since Xia Xiu entered the meeting room of [Thirteen Sections], he has never concealed his interest in [Red Branch] members, especially [Rat King O'Brien], and Wendell came here this time Come and do what you like.

"O'Brien and Ariane are most likely to be around Bodhi Tree Avenue, and those young people in abnormal communities who like to change dimensions know O'Brien's clues more or less, but those young people are like thorns. Getting information from them can be tricky."

Wendell had already made no secret of his desire to kill with a knife, but Xia Xiu didn't care to bite on the bright bait of the middle-aged man in front of him. After all, the primary goal of his trip was O'Brien .

"Thank you for the information you provided, I will let those thorns be quiet for a while."

The blond young man pressed the top hat on his head and said with a smile.

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Mitt District · Linden Street.

A huge orange cloud, growing full and reckless, is about to fill half of the sky, like a cotton field with a good harvest, every cotton is inlaid with gorgeous gold borders, and a huge and quiet wildfire It is slowly spreading in the fields.

There are many high-rise buildings standing on both sides of Bodhi Tree Street. All kinds of colorful and special meme paintings that only extraordinary people can see fill the original white and gray plain colors of the buildings.These buildings contain clusters of well-known anomalous community businesses.

Here, you can see the work of various members of the anomalous community.

Believers of the [Gear Orthodox Church] (not wild believers of the Daeva Empire) gathered for meditation, and uploaded each other's consciousness to the pedigree think tank terminal they built to exchange soul data and express their high respect for the great god [McCann]. It looks like a high addict; or fans of [Vortex Music] mix classic and modern music to make electronic music to preach and preach. spreading.

The performance artists among the anomalous artists hold bloodletting rituals in dark corners. This kind of self-proclaimed personal behavior is very popular among the younger generation of anomalous community members under the curtain.

The anomalous sculptors are providing young people wandering here with meme pollution tattoo images, most of these tattoos contain uncivilized insults, and some have provocative patterns that provoke the giants of normality: such as black angels Wings, an angel crucified upside down, a skull with a flaming flame raising a scythe to slaughter angels...
In Bodhi Tree Street, believers and lovers of various abnormal religions who were suppressed by the kingdom of heaven in the normal society were finally able to express their enthusiasm and respect for the things they believed in with an almost unscrupulous attitude.

"Dude, do you sell this mask?"

An abnormal community youth with colorful cockscomb hair, white short sleeves, and a moving flower tattoo engraved on his exposed arm stopped a "weird" person in front of him.

Bryce licked his studded lips, and he stared at the tall man in front of him unscrupulously: the man in front of him was wearing a black trench coat with a white lining inside, and a black hat on his head. A top hat, and a mask with special symbols on its face.

This mask is an abnormal work of art at first glance, because it automatically fits on the man's face without a rope, and the symbols on the mask will change. At this time, the symbols on the mask look like this:
【￣へ￣】

"You want my mask, it seems that you have a good eye."

Xia Xiu, wearing the [Emoji Mask], couldn't help but look at the cockscomb hairstyle in front of him.

The hair of the cockscomb head in front of him was changing color and flickering like the colored lights next to the hair salon.

To be honest, he really wanted the thing on the opponent's head to be dyed green.

"Hahaha, buddy, your mask is too funny. I want to buy it and it should be able to amuse many people. My horses should also like this kind of funny gadget."

Bryce smiled presumptuously at Xia Xiu without concealing his sarcasm, it seemed that he was really amused by the mask in front of him.

Mask: 【(╬◣д◢)】

Boy, your road is narrowed.

Your hair today is definitely going to turn green for me!
Under the mask, Xia Xiu narrowed his golden eyes, and said with a smile:

"I just saw a street hair dyer nearby who can quickly dye your hair. I think you can ask him to dye that strange hair on your head green. I can go with you."

"How dare you insult my hairstyle!?"

Bryce was furious, and he was going to reason with the stinky boy wearing a funny mask in front of him, so that he could understand the cruelty of society.

Just when he raised his right hand full of flowers to educate the other party, he saw the golden eyes of the masked man hidden behind the mask.

Those golden pupils stood upright like snake pupils at this moment, and a terrifying deterrence was exuding from the bright golden pupils.

dong dong dong-

Bryce could feel his heart beating as fast as an engine, and he didn't dare to look directly into those terrifying eyes.

Bryce lowered his head timidly, and as the head lowered, the muscles of his whole body began to convulse, and the intense twitching between the muscles made him extremely painful.

Bryce's knees couldn't help but soften, and he began to kneel down to the masked man in front of him.

Snapped--

Bryce's kneeling posture was stopped, and he saw the masked man in front of him enthusiastically supporting him, and at the same time, words full of jokes sounded in his ears:

"What, you said you wanted to dye that thing on your head green."

"Okay, I'll take you to dye it green."

Bryce saw the mask symbol on the masked man change again, this time the symbol on the mask looked like this:
【φ(゜▽゜*)】

"What, do you have any comments?"

The gentle words reached Bryce's ears, which made him shiver subconsciously. He shook his head crazily and said with a smile:

"No, no, green is good, I like green."

MD, kicked to the iron plate.

Bryce couldn't help but mourn in his heart.

Just like that, Xia Xiuzhen took the bad boy Bryce to the hair dyer on the street to dye the cockscomb on his head green, and it was still a shimmering green.

"Well, yes, it's the color of nature."

Xia Xiu stroked his chin and admired the green-haired cockscomb head in front of him. It was much more pleasing to the eye after it was dyed green, and it didn't look so needy.

If you like it, why don't you dye it yourself.

Bryce couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

Just as Bryce was complaining in his heart, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Because this thing looks good only if you dye it."

"Really... you can hear my heart!?"

Bryce accepted subconsciously, and then he looked at the masked man in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, and the expression on the mask of the other party changed again:
【(￣︶￣)】

"I don't have the ability to read minds. I can see it from your stupid face."

The masked man replied in a tone of stating the facts, and at the same time his golden eyes behind the mask narrowed again.

"Lvmao, I want to ask you, which is the most famous [reality writing] nearby?"

Bastard, who is the green hair!

"I have a name, my name is Bryce." Bryce said to the masked man with an apologetic smile.

"I see, green hair."

"Then can you tell me, which one is the most famous for [reality writing] products? Green—Mao—"

"..."

This guy definitely did it on purpose!
(End of this chapter)