death of hope

Chapter 841 "Wild Growth" (257) Who is she?

"The operation process is a little bit complicated, but it is also for safety considerations."

The representative of the Bounty Hunter Guild, who was sitting in the row behind Kondo Isao, said with a big smile on his face, "Just keep your heart to yourself, Mr. Kondo."

"I really can't figure it out!" Kondo Isao shook his head and said, "Why keep her human brain?
What if something stimulates him and he recalls his past life, and he suddenly goes crazy and can't tell friend from foe? What should I do?"

The bounty hunter smiled and replied, "Although the cyborgs are cruel and bloodthirsty, as long as we follow the operating procedures step by step, nothing will go wrong~"

"Can't it be controlled by a chip just like a robot?"

“Everything is designed to take into account the combat strength of the transformed humans.

Only an original human brain can perfectly control this body, flexibly use tactical movements, and ensure that there are no problems with hand-eye coordination.

If the cyborgs only rely on AI chips and electronic muscle bundles, their movements will become stiff.

Just like the three cyborg maids sent by the Sanwang Society before, they all ended up being wiped out.

Compared to those antiques designed with outdated concepts, Cyborg 03 is a truly epoch-making innovative design, combining the creativity of human thinking with the execution power of machinery. "

The bounty hunter was like a salesman in a furniture store, praising the treasures he was selling eloquently.

"I wish it were as great as you boast..." Kondo Isao looked skeptical and sighed.

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At this time, Dr. Joseph, the company representative who had been sitting in the corner of the VIP seat and remained silent, came over and spoke:
"The power of the cyborg is beyond doubt.
After all, her predecessor was the Cyber ​​Ninja 'Nishikawa Houko', which was produced by our Sakura Corporation. She is much stronger than Mitsubishi's junk~"

"Oh?"

Kondo Isao turned his head and asked with interest, "Doctor, is that your work?"

"No no no~"

Joseph waved his hands repeatedly: "Prosthetic implants are not something I'm good at~
That cyborg was the work of my senior, Dr. Lehman, who was known as a genius once in a century. (Note: See Chapter 308 of Volume of this novel collection, "Corporate Warriors")

Dr. Lyman was given a corporate warrior's almost perfect human warrior body.

Combined with Lehman's strengths; cyberprosthetics, AI chips, and brain-computer interface technology, he created what he called the perfect cyborg.

Unfortunately, it turns out that Lehmann’s work is far from perfect, because the human brain cannot be formatted like a hard drive, and human nature and memory are difficult to completely erase.

During a certain combat operation, a conflict occurred between the cyborg's brain and the AI ​​chip, causing a contradiction in the cyborg's self-cognition, causing him to lose control and flee madly.

Since then, she has become the cyberpsychopathic serial killer 'Nishikawa Noriko' and an indelible nightmare for the citizens of the Terra Federation.

I thought I would never see her again, but unexpectedly, more than ten years later, this ill-fated cyborg changed hands several times and was sold to Mr. Kondo. "

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"What do you mean by 'changed hands several times'? Please don't put it in such a harsh way, as if we are middlemen riding donkeys!"

The bounty hunter didn't like the doctor's tone and snapped back:

"Dr. Joseph, our Bounty Hunter Guild was commissioned by the Terran government to hunt down these out-of-control cyborgs, which is equivalent to helping the federal law enforcement agencies maintain order.

In order to capture this crazy killer, our guild suffered heavy casualties, and many ace hunters died.

No matter which company originally produced her, the disaster caused by poor management should be borne by this company.

According to federal practice, the cyborgs have become the legal property of our Bounty Hunter Guild, and we can of course sell them at will to recover the guild’s losses.”

"You misunderstood, Mr. Hunter," Joseph explained with a smile:

"I'm not being sarcastic or making indirect accusations, nor am I asking the Bounty Hunter Guild for that cyborg.

In fact, I am more interested in the superpower person on the field than this cyborg. Her psychic talent is in line with my professional expertise."

"Humph! A superpower..." The bounty hunter representative became more and more emotional and said angrily:

"Only children would place their hopes on people with super powers, dreaming that Superman or the Hulk would come to save them. Such people only have a small presence in comic books.
Just wait, Cyborg 03 will chop that guy into pieces."
Dr. Joseph smiled and shook his head: "No, I think it's quite the opposite."

The bounty hunter raised his eyebrows. "Oh? So, Doctor, you think the other side will win?"

"That's right~"

"Please note your position. Your company is on the side of Kyokushin Group.
As a company representative, it is inappropriate for you to say something that would boost the enemy's morale and destroy your own prestige! ? "

Joseph spread his hands helplessly: "You are anxious again, it's nothing, you are exaggerating...

I am just a technician, I don’t understand those human relationships, I just sincerely express my opinion~"

The bounty hunter and the doctor of psychic science were talking back and forth. One of them was angry and wanted to quarrel with others, while the other was sarcastic and incomprehensible. It was endless and Kondo Isao was overwhelmed by it.

Fortunately, the senator came to his rescue and advised him kindly:
"What you two said makes sense. I am looking forward to this match even more~
How about we just quietly enjoy it first, and then you two can discuss it over the table after it’s over~”

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The big shot's words had an effect. The two of them nodded and bowed, shut up and stopped arguing, allowing Kondo Isao to concentrate on watching the game.

The six henchmen led the cyborg to the center of the venue. Looking back, the programmer uncle was giving them a thumbs-up:
"Well done, boys, just one last step~"

The henchmen counted down in unison; "3...2...1...release!" They pressed the switch on the long pole in unison.
The moment the restraints were released, the six people grabbed the poles and ran for their lives, fearing that they would be dismembered by the cyborgs if they ran a step slower. Fortunately, that did not happen.

Cyborg No. 03 has not yet completely emerged from cryogenic hibernation. His beautiful green eyes look around, curiously examining everything in the venue.

"It's her! I saw it on the surveillance video! It's her!" Chen Xing clenched his fists and shouted excitedly:

"It was her... who killed Ah Xu!" (Chapter 201 of "Wild Growth").
Chen Xing lost control of his emotions and was about to rush forward to avenge his buddy. Che and A Lin quickly held him back:

"Axing, don't do anything stupid... The snipers from the Kyokushin Group are aiming at us..."

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At the same time, Jinguji Yuna stared at the cyborg in front of her with wide eyes.

She was willing to take risks and break into this formidable gangster fortress alone, not only to save her beloved,

Also because of some inexplicable feeling, some strong premonition -

What drove her here was to seek answers about her own life with questions lingering in her heart.

Why did she and her brother wander into this bustling metropolis?

Who brought them here?
Why were they abandoned by their parents? Was it because their parents no longer loved them... or was it because of some other reason...

These questions entangled her and kept her awake all night.

All the risks are worth it, for the sake of Tetsuya-kun, and to resolve the nightmare that lingers in my heart...

With the help of psychic power, Jinguji Yuna clearly felt that the bright and cold cyborg in front of her was the source of her premonition and the golden key to unlock all mysteries;
(She is so beautiful... and so cold...

So pitiful, she is not human, not alive...

A robot controlled by artificial intelligence.
Just a pathetic shell...

No soul...

No love...

This feeling…

strangeness…

why?
What was her identity during her lifetime?
Why when I saw her,
I just can’t help it…

Shedding tears...)