death of hope

Chapter 473 "Corporate Warrior" (383) Outsider
half body,
half mechanical,
A sad woman, with two personalities, constantly competing for this body.

I do not know,

Myself...what the hell is it...

Humanity?

or something else...something...

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I read a classic sci-fi,
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? "

Will do,

i will dream

dream,

nightmare,

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in a dream,
I look at myself in the mirror,

Sometimes I'm the blond-haired gray-eyed housewife,
Live in a big house, do housework, take care of children, have a husband who loves fitness and fishing.

I am clumsy and often burn the food, the neighbor's fat lady always comes to help me,

I have a group of old colleagues who are close to my family and always come to my house,

We set up a barbecue grill in the yard and have a semi-annual BBQ party,

There is a surprise, I have not told my husband,

I rub my belly, looking forward to the birth of a new life
……

sometimes,
The person in the mirror turned into a black-haired brown-eyed Kyoto girl,
I'm the tallest girl in school,

On the way home from school, my girlfriends and I lined up to buy crepes,
I am a sports student, good at Japanese swordsmanship and karate,
After graduation, he became an Iga-ryu ninja and worked for Sakura Co., Ltd.
Not for the chairman, but to become the young master's bodyguard...

My ninja swords are covered in blood, human, alien, even genetically modified monsters...

For whatever reason, for me,
The will of the young master is the imperial decree
……

Every time I wake up from a dream,
It's all in a daze,

Which memories actually happened, and which memories were artificially edited...

stupidly can not tell.

Whenever I'm in a mess,
Something in my head seemed to be trying to "correct" the wrong,
Delete the personality of the housewife...

Then, the whole person restarted like a computer.

By the way, I am an Iga-ryu ninja, I must get rid of the young master's enemies,

But what is the phantom that occasionally flashes before my eyes,
Why... my eyes feel moist,

It's impossible, I have no right to cry,
This electronic eye cannot shed tears.

Who is it that pokes the other blind?
Although I can block the pain, I don't,

Pain... makes me feel...

I also...

live...

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I'm driving a shuttle, I don't know where to go,

Waking up again from a dream, this time rare, the personality of the housewife prevailed,
In a strange way, he entered a string of addresses into the computer,

Signus Five,

Why this planet, and what does it mean to me?
The autopilot system has been activated, entering the curled space,
It doesn't matter, just wandering aimlessly like this,

Maybe I can find the answer...

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The entry screening of the Signus V is really strict, and it is absolutely forbidden to carry hot weapons.

Take off the blood-stained combat uniform and put on the civilian clothes of the crew
Both my ninja sword and shuriken are on the immigration papers as "artifacts",

I wear a veil and call myself a devout Flying Spaghetti cult, and they won't check my body under the Respect Act.

Successful entry...why am I so proficient?
It's right to come here, maybe I can really think of something.

Somewhere, there is a force guiding me,
To New Cambushville, capital of the planet,

There are enthusiastic and happy Mormons everywhere, and the pet dogs wag their tails and lick my boots,

I really want to chop this bastard with a knife!Luckily, I didn't do that...

God, why, I have such terrible thoughts.

I wandered the streets of New Cambushville all day,
When you are hungry, go to the supermarket and buy a few cans of baby food, a bottle of milk, the modified digestive system can only absorb this...

In the evening, a cumulonimbus cloud covered the sky, and sure enough, it rained soon,

Those Mormons left the park with their kids and pets and asked me for a ride...

·
I really... envy those guys... damn happiness, I really want to pierce that smiling face with a shuriken!

God...why do I have such horrible thoughts...

I stood in the phone booth to take shelter from the rain, the glass was foggy, and for some reason, I wrote a series of letters with my finger,
i love Lynch (I love Lynch)
I was stunned as soon as I finished writing, who is this guy?why i love him
A bolt of lightning struck the lightning rod on the top of the church,
The rain was getting heavier, but I opened the door and walked out of the public phone booth.

An address appeared faintly in my mind,

An invisible force pulled me in that direction,
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Such a beautiful residential area, lush trees, each house has a large yard,

Streets that are both familiar and unfamiliar.

The rain stopped, and the memories of the flash of inspiration disappeared with it.

I don't know what to do, I'm wrapped in wet clothes, it's so cold, I put my arms around my shoulders,

There was no way, so I went to the ATM hut on the side of the road to make do for the night.

An enthusiastic local greeted us:

"Ma'am, you are a foreigner. Your clothes are soaked. Would you like to come to my house to take a bath and warm yourself by the fire?"

I ignored him. During the day, many men had already struck up a conversation with me. It was because of my figure and appearance.

Walked into the bank's ATM hut, lay down for 5 minutes, and the camera turned on me,
The police officer's voice came over the loudspeaker:

"No rough sleeping here! Go to a homeless shelter if you need help!"

There was no other way, and he stepped into the dark residential area again.

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Passing by a mansion, a huge guard dog barks at me,

Suddenly, the chain was broken, and the watchdog rushed towards me, and stopped suddenly when it was one meter away.
I looked down at it with my remaining electronic eyes,
Animals have sharper senses than humans and can perceive the danger of the other party.

The big wolfhound shrank his neck, whimpered and fled back to the kennel, shivering.

Am I really that scary?

The owner of the mansion appeared, apologized to me, and before he could finish speaking, I turned and left.

I passed a house with a police yellow and white plastic seal around the front yard,
"Warning: No entry! Important places for serious cases, please stay away from non-case handlers!"

Something terrible must have happened here, I thought.

I began to wander around the house curiously, looking inside, and always felt that this place was very familiar, but I couldn't remember it.

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The sound of brakes, a municipal cleaning vehicle parked nearby, workers are urgently clearing the drainage pipes blocked by silt,
"Ma'am, if I were you, I would stay away from that ghostly place," said a cleaner in a reflective suit.

"Damn place, why?"

The cleaner was very talkative, and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Looking at your clothes, you must be a foreigner. It is a famous haunted house in our local area. The whole family suffered misfortune."

"When did this happen?"

"It's been a few months, and it's strange to say that the cops (police) must have forgotten to remove the seal."

"Do you know the owner?"

"I know it. It's a nice new immigrant family of four. The male owner always helps the neighbors to repair the roof. There is a pair of very cute children.

The hostess is a well-known beauty, with the same tall model figure as you, but you are obviously an Asian with black hair and brown eyes, and the hostess is a typical German with blond hair and gray eyes. What's wrong with the eyes? "

"Car accident, blinded by glass." I lied.

"Too bad... sorry to hear that."

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Other workers in the distance yelled, "Hey Johnny! Come on over here and get to work! Don't be such a chick!"

"Sorry, excuse me, ma'am." The cleaner picked up the shovel, made a grimace, turned and left.

I followed, and while they were concentrating on their work, I stole a crowbar from the carriage and hid it up my sleeve.

I was discovered when I was leaving, but those workers only cared about my face and legs, as well as my chest, which was soaked by the rain.

Then, I waited patiently until the workers cleared the drain, boarded the municipal cleaning vehicle and started to drive away.

I lift the plastic security strip, pry open the door with a crowbar, lift the curtain and walk in.

The curtains are threaded with different colored beads, shells, colorful sequins.

My heart seems to be pierced by an electric current. It seems... the curtain I... wear? !

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Walking into the living room, there are broken floor-to-ceiling windows, overturned cabinets, smashed baby carriages...

I had hallucinations, as if time went back, the broken TV played the cartoon "SpongeBob SquarePants", the blond boy was sitting on the small bench, his white and tender face was almost pressed against the screen.

"Stay away from the TV, Franz!"

For some reason, I blurted out such an inexplicable sentence.

I must be crazy, rubbing my eyes and seeing the pram intact again, with a baby girl with bright gray eyes sucking on a pacifier.

"Sarah... Mom... loves you..."

Inexplicably, I cried out and couldn't shed tears.

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In the bedroom, I saw the wedding photo of the owner of the house. Just as the cleaner said, the hostess is very beautiful, with blond hair and gray eyes... The host has scars all over his face, with a fierce simplicity.

"he is……"

The memory of being killed flooded his mind, and the soul trapped in the body tried to tear through the defense line set by the chip, and fainted on the floor.

The next day, the morning after the rain, the air was exceptionally fresh.

Residents are busy with work and school, they saw a strange tall woman walking on the street,

Wet all over, wearing a turban, holding himself tightly with his hands and shivering, staggering on his feet, looking devastated.

A school bus driver claimed to have seen the man kneeling on the grass crying,

Her cries seem to come from the tortured wronged souls of the abyss of hell,
It's chilling, and the words spoken are intermittent and crazy.

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"who I am?!
Why do I want to cry? !But can't shed tears? !

I hate it, I hate it...

Who made me like this,
This world is full of rubbish, rubbish that doesn't deserve to live...

Yes, I know what to do...

I want to kill!

kill……

kill……

(End of this chapter)