Cyber ​​Ghost Record

Chapter 10: Food
"Your balance is RMB 6,201,880.65."

The assistant read out the balance, using the "jiao" and "fen" that Su Ge was familiar with.

Upon hearing the number, Suger felt relieved.

Two centuries later, the bank remains strong, the money in his account has tripled, and the inflation rate is surprisingly low.

The hospital gown he wore in the sanatorium allowed him to run around like the wind, even though he had almost lost his mobility. In the 21st century, Su Ge couldn't imagine how much it would be worth. In this era, however, it was just a sports aid used for medical rehabilitation, worth only a few hundred yuan.

He only needs to set aside a portion of his money to purchase equipment such as exoskeletons, or a nearly invisible chameleon-painted jacket like the gray-haired man's, so that he will be able to protect himself when facing danger again. Since he is still unfamiliar with this era, he can also hire a professional security company to ensure his safety.

He tapped his fingers on the table.

"Pay off the debt first, then help me find a new place to live, preferably a detached house, and the simpler the surrounding environment, the better."

As he was devising further plans, his assistant said tactfully, "I'm sorry, Mr. Su, your balance is not enough to pay off the debt."

Suger paused for a moment, staring at his assistant in astonishment.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, my description caused you to misunderstand."

The assistant said with shame.

"By the 1970s, the world had already completed its currency reform, and the RMB in your account had hardly circulated by the end of the 21st century. Of course, in modern times, although it no longer has purchasing power, it may have value as a digital collectible. Converting your current balance into modern currency, its value is approximately 62 yuan, which is insufficient to cover the compensation for your damaged view..."

Seeing Su Ge's reaction, she paused for a moment and asked softly, "Mr. Su, would you like me to consign your item?"

Su Ge shook his head stiffly and stared blankly at the table.

After a while, he felt something was wrong and suspected that he was being scammed in a 23rd-century online fraud.

"If I agree to the consignment sale, you will buy 600 million for 61 yuan, is that right?"

“I understand your caution, Mr. Su, but I am just a virtual assistant, and I have no right to harm your interests,” the assistant said. “You can learn about Modern Currency from any source, and you will know that I have not deceived you.”

Socrates glanced at his assistant, then his gaze fell to the lower right corner of his screen, where he activated the search engine. He entered keywords related to currency.

A series of unfamiliar terms appeared.

He could only vaguely understand some of the theories. The credit-based monetary system of the 21st century was already history. In the present era, currency was linked to computing power.

He began to suspect that this information was also fake, and wanted to contact Yang Guan to confirm it, but then felt that Yang Guan could not necessarily be completely trusted.

His heavy doubts made him stand up irritably, take off his glasses, open the window, and the dark and desolate city seemed exceptionally real.

He vaguely understood that his assistant was telling the truth, but he deliberately avoided thinking about the fact that he might have lost everything.

After a long pause, he asked, "How can I reintegrate into society?"

"Actually, I have already told you the best solution, but you seem to be very resistant to it."

The assistant's voice came from the view.

Suger paused for a moment.

"You mean selling organs, is that right?"

"Yes, Mr. Su, I understand your concerns. Your understanding still holds onto the obsession with the original human body. Therefore, I think you should first engage with society and make your next plans after you have a sufficient understanding of modern society."

"So how am I supposed to make a living now, relying on loans?" "The loan provided by the Red Mountain Medical Association is enough to sustain you for a period of time."

Socrates understood that the so-called "reintegration into society" was actually a loan to him, which would force him to sell his biological system when he couldn't repay the debt.

The medical association's goal is the same as that of those three organ traffickers.

If he follows his assistant's guidance, he will be silently devoured; he must actively find ways to adapt to this era.

What jobs can I do?

He still did not wear glasses when he asked the question.

"Your understanding is still stuck in the early 21st century, Mr. Su."

"Modern people have been liberated from labor, and most people no longer need to work."

How can I live if I don't work?

The society described by his assistant was like a utopia, but Socrates' experience was completely different.

“That’s because you haven’t integrated into society yet, Mr. Su. Once you have the brain-computer interface installed and truly enter the spiritual realm, you will only need to contribute some mental data to gain true freedom and live the way you want,” the assistant said.

Thought data!

This word struck Sog like a bolt of lightning, as if illuminating the truth hidden in layers of fog.

Why should I provide my thought data?

"Because when you interact with the spiritual realm, you consume a lot of computing power every minute and every second. But you only need to contribute some mental data, and the reward you receive is enough to offset the computing power you consume, and there is even a surplus."

The assistant's answer was not what Soger wanted. What he wanted to know was the purpose of this thought data and who exactly wanted it.

But he already had a guess in his mind.

He looked up out the window, and through the gaps between the skyscrapers, he could barely see a corner of the enormous figures of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

"Given that you once lived in the 21st century, you may have concerns about your privacy, but rest assured that the mental data you provide will only be used to help you live a better life. By analyzing human thought processes, the needs of various groups can be fully met... From a social security perspective, this data also helps to improve laws and prevent crime..."

The assistant patiently launched into a long explanation, but Suger ignored her analysis. He simply looked up at the sky, feeling a nameless fear.

They can alter reality, but they cannot alter thought.

He had not yet fully grasped the meaning of this war program, and upon waking in this era, he discovered that they had begun to feed on ideas.

What exactly happened in the past?
Are the organizations and the government still around?

What was the outcome of that war?

Even if it was a secret war, if its outcome caused a dramatic change in the world, it would certainly leave a mark on history.

"2027."

He interrupted his assistant's incessant chatter.

"Tell me, what major events will happen in the world after 2027?"

(End of this chapter)