Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 59 59. Yoho, City-State District, I’m here to visit you on a stretcher!
The hatch opened, and D-4, wearing blood-stained medical gloves, came out. He saw a circle of people standing at the door, and everyone's eyes were filled with worry.

They looked at D-4 and needed a definite answer about the current situation of their "successful" suicidal alien leader.

"Everyone, disperse. Mr. Zhou Ke's intracranial pressure has dropped. He is very weak now but no longer in danger. He still needs some time to rest."

D-4 recalled the instructions from Master Wu Neng just now, and with a relaxed expression, he said to the people in front of him:

"We will proceed as planned. After entering the city-state area, we will find Mr. Zhou Ke's collaborator and a doctor so that he can recover quickly."

Everyone felt relieved when these words were spoken.

Of course, a man as experienced as Old Taff would not trust D-4's explanation completely, but now was not a good time to question him directly.

So under the arrangement of D-4, everyone in the aircraft changed into the work clothes found in the storage cabin in batches, disguised themselves as staff members of the Panis family, and prepared to pass through the security check passage of the city-state area ahead.

However, when D-4 walked towards the cockpit, he gave Qiao Ya a look, indicating that she should go to Zhou Ke's room.

This made Qiao Ya stunned for a moment.

But then he coughed calmly, pretended to get up to go to the bathroom, and slipped into the closed door.

The only people in the room were Zhou Ke lying on the bed and the guard Ajie who was chewing an energy bar beside him. The latter subconsciously grinned when he saw Qiao Ya, but did not make any aggressive moves.

Qiao Ya handed an energy bar to Ajie to brush up his "favorability" and then walked to the bedside.

She looked at Mr. Zhou Ke, who was pale and still in a coma. Miss D-4 had just given him a first aid bandage. His head was wrapped in gauze, and there were traces of blood on the back of his head. This alone was enough for Qiao Ya to judge that Zhou Ke's condition was not as good as D-4 said.

"Sit down! This machine has something to tell you."

The Wuneng device on Zhou Ke's left arm made a voice. Qiao Ya had seen Mr. Wuneng's ability, so she sat obediently on the chair beside the bed. Then she heard Wuneng say to her:

"Joker is in urgent need of professional treatment and care. His physical condition is recovering rapidly, but his mental fluctuations are quite exaggerated. It's as if his brain is out of his control and is performing a series of mental activities at a very dangerous frequency.

The machine even detected a faint "abnormal energy" overflowing from his body. I really don't know what he just saw.

But this has exceeded the processing limit of the medical emergency module of this machine and D-4. This news cannot be made known to others. We need to maintain everyone's confidence!

Therefore, this machine asked D-4 to call you over to give you a mission, Qiao Ya.

Once we enter the city-state, you will be the Joker's messenger to contact Moni and get the help we urgently need from him."

Qiao Ya's eyes widened.

Of course she is willing to help, but the problem is:

"This is my first time in the City-State District. I have no idea what's going on there. I haven't even met Mr. Moni!"

"It's okay. He and Joker have a safe house contact point. This machine has that address stored in it. And considering the current special situation, this machine will make an emergency decision and temporarily leave Joker as your assistant."

Wu Neng explained:
"All you need to do is connect this machine to any data port in the central city, so that it can obtain the map of the central city and provide you with directional guidance. Moni has met Ajie, so Ajie will also act as your guard. The silver lighter as a token is enough to gain Moni's trust.

But this machine doesn’t want to hide it from you, it’s risky.”

The smart assistant changed its tone and reminded:

"First of all, Joker has always believed in Moni's previous promise. He said that this is the 'bond between good men', but from a rational point of view, this machine does not think that there are really any mandatory and binding terms between each other in this 'bond'.

You can basically think of Moni as a 'weakened' version of Joker!

He behaves a lot like Joker, which is probably the reason why they can be friends. He is a man who has been in the Badlands for ten years and has a tough mind and dangerous skills. He is the kind of ruthless character that you can't deal with now.

This is where the danger comes from!

If Money doesn't intend to help, then you're walking into a trap.

Secondly, with the Joker wanted by the Acholi Consortium, it is difficult for this machine to guarantee that you will not be implicated. If, in the worst case, your information is also used as a wanted criminal, then the consequences of you wandering around the central city will be disastrous.

Joker will fulfill his agreement with Ohm and make protecting you one of his action strategies, which means that this machine will also have to shoulder certain guardianship responsibilities.

So, if you don't want to take the risk, I'll do it with D-4."

"I am willing to take the risk, Lord Wuneng. I also want to do something for our team. Besides, Mr. Zhou Ke really needs help now."

Qiao Ya immediately expressed her attitude, but then she said hesitantly:
"But Miss D-4 is obviously more suitable for this task. Are you keeping her here to monitor others?"

"So, you think this machine's decision is unnecessary?"

Wu Neng asked back.

Qiao Ya did not answer, and after thinking for a moment, she did not raise any further questions.

The matter was settled just like that.

Qiao Ya found the silver old civilization style lighter from Zhou Ke's pocket, and then unlocked the permanent lock according to Wuneng's instructions. She took off the smart assistant and put it on her wrist. Finally, she helped Ajie change into a black uniform so that he would be less noticeable when walking in the central city.

At the same time, the cargo aircraft belonging to the Panis family also descended in altitude under the "escort" of two small delta-wing armed drones, and landed on the apron of the security checkpoint in the city-state area under the command of the other party.

This is the real border of the city-state area after crossing the End Castle. A well-trained armed force is stationed here, as well as a formal border inspection department. The large buildings built here have no aesthetic appeal but are very industrial modular style.

The people in the aircraft looked out of the portholes and could clearly see a large group of wastelanders wandering outside the black "border wall".

Some people are queuing up for security check.

But more people obviously could not pass security checks. They wandered around, seemingly looking for flaws in this "border wall."

"There are special 'snakeheads' in the End Castle who will help those who are not accepted by the city-state area to sneak across."

The well-informed old Taf explained to his lover and two sons while smoking:
"I heard that the Tiger State has an agreement with the border inspection forces, allowing them to smuggle a group of people into the city-state area every month, but these guys have to pay a huge 'passage fee'. Usually, only those who have committed serious crimes in the Bad Land and have nowhere else to go will choose this route.

Moreover, they used the Tiger State's channels to avoid disaster, which meant that they were strongly bound to the Tiger State.

Even if we go to the City State District, we can only do some shameful and despicable things under the instructions of the Tiger State. "

"Uncle Taff, you said a few months ago that you had found a way for yourself and mother."

Warren, Taff's oldest son, winked and asked:

"Did you find the connections in the Tiger State?"

"Tsk, I booked a VIP ticket, right?"

Old Taft curled his lips and said:

“I have saved some money over the years, so VIP customers don’t need to go through the same trouble as these peasants. The contact person at Hubang told me that we can go directly through Hubang’s freight channel, that is, take that train.

But now it seems that riding this kind of aircraft is the most enjoyable thing."

He leaned comfortably in the co-pilot's seat, watching several fully armed black military mechas approaching in front of him. There was also a scanning array of drones specially used for detection, sweeping the aircraft from head to tail.

The others were a little nervous because their weapons had been hidden in advance. If something went wrong, everyone would be finished. However, D-4, the driver, was very calm.

She is well aware of the border control department's operational strategies.

If they were really being targeted, the one doing the scanning and detection would not be a drone, but a fully armed commando team.

"Mr. Taff, a border inspection officer will come to inspect the aircraft in a moment. I don't need to tell you what to do, right?"

D-4 said quietly.

Old Taff, who was sitting in the passenger seat, snorted, picked up the customs declaration form at hand, and under the gaze of his two sons, took out an anonymous Acholi Consortium payment card and put it in his pocket.

This thing was found among Old Joe's belongings, and it's now useful.

"You two should learn from me. Once you enter the city-state, you can't always deal with problems the way the people of the Badlands do. There are rules here. Although we haven't inherited many of the good habits of the old civilization, and there are all these rotten cultures of extortion and bribery, the rules are still much better than the practices of the Badlands."

Old Taf also did not forget to give some advice to his two boys.

Soon, a border inspection officer holding a tablet boarded the aircraft. Wearing a majestic half-covered helmet, he glanced around, wondering why these Panis Group employees were looking at him.

Is there some stain on his uniform?

"Here is our customs declaration, sir. Please have a look."

Old Taft tried hard to recall the details of his memories of making a living in the old civilized era more than 30 years ago, straightened his back and tried to make himself look like a civilized person.

But the fawning and servile manner that he had developed over the years still betrayed him.

Just a bunch of low-level cattle and horses.

However, the border inspection officers did not care about these things. They obviously had a "long-term cooperation" with the Panis Group. They did not even go into the cargo compartment to check the supplies inside. They just went through the motions symbolically.

He glanced at the customs declaration form and found no problem, but he was still reluctant to release it and kept chatting with Old Taf about random things. After smoking two cigarettes, Old Taf knew what this guy was expecting.

He cursed in his heart, and then reluctantly took out the bearer deposit slip from his pocket and whispered:
"Hmm, look at my brain! I almost forgot that there is an 'additional item' on our customs declaration form. I left in a hurry and didn't have time to declare it. Please forgive me."

"Humph, it's always like this, taking advantage of working for the group to do some private work, right?"

The border inspector smiled, took the deposit slip and folded it into the customs declaration form very skillfully, then put it in his arms, coughed, and shouted at everyone, "I have been in this business for so many years, I can tell if there are any problems on your ship at a glance. Okay, forget it this time, but remember to report it in advance next time! It's nothing more than adding a few more lines of 'experimental products' catalog.

Haha, I don’t know if the ‘hunters’ of the Panis Group can sleep at night after doing this dirty work of giving birth to a baby without an anus.

OK, the boat is fine.

Let him go! "

The border officer complained.

Obviously he also knew that the things the Panis family brought from the Bad Land were full of "dangers", but considering their generosity, it was no big deal to give his lofty professional ethics a break occasionally.

The aircraft took off again and entered the city-state airspace safely.

D-4 also closed the combat protocol that had been open. On the surface, she appeared calm, but in fact, she was a little nervous inside.

After all, this was the first time she had done something illegal while being "free".

You know what, it's really exciting.

The others in the aircraft were jubilant.

Especially old Taf, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face while holding A Miu.

In a sense, this guy who had failed for most of his life finally realized his life dream. Not only did he bring his family to the City-State District, but he also got a legally registered apartment and shop from Xiaoya.

Compared with the "smuggling plan" he had prepared before, this one was like the First Emperor touching the electric switch, and he won easily.

The next thing to do is to sort out the identity, and then the family will become decent "civilized people".

But D-4 was not so relaxed. She set the aircraft speed to the fastest in order to reach the central city in the shortest time, and then began to rescue and treat Mr. Zhou Ke.

"Uncle Taff, what are those green things down there?"

At the window of the aircraft, young Lake Taff couldn't help but ask. The bumpkin's appearance made old Taff very unhappy and he replied:

"A forest, what? Haven't you seen a forest before in the Badlands?"

"Nonsense, there are only a few trees in the Badlands for hundreds of miles. Where have I ever seen so many trees gathered together? These city-state people are really amazing. But why did they build their town in the forest? How can they defend themselves in advance if they encounter danger?"

Little Lake asked a series of questions that left old Taff speechless.

It was difficult for him to explain these situations in a few words to his stupid son who grew up in a bad land.

For example, people in the city-state area do not need to raise the walls of the town to resist gangs, nor do they need to keep a gun at hand when they go to bed every night to deal with crises. They plant these trees just for beauty and to show that they care about the environment even in the Badlands era, not for burning fires at night.

The people of the Badlands have no concept of "quality of life".

But old Taaffe had experienced the old civilization, so he could naturally understand those "abstract" concepts of human sociology.

When he saw the scenery passing by below, he suddenly felt as if he had returned to the best time of his life. He once thought that was the stupidest and most boring time, but when he lost them, he realized how precious they were.

When he came to his senses, Old Taft found that he was actually shedding tears.

How many years has it been since he cried?
This was certainly not because he had finally arrived at the city-state area he had been longing for and smelled the sweet air. He actually knew very well that the so-called "city-state area" was just a group of evil land people who claimed to be civilized and did their best to imitate the old civilization.

But unfortunately, they can't go back.

Except in dreams at midnight, no one can go back to the good old days.

When he thought of this, the joy that Old Taf felt about coming to the city-state area suddenly disappeared.

He even had a vague resistance and disgust towards this "civilized land", as if he had entered from the real world into a pretentious and fake green screen. He was going to bury his head in the sand with the people here, pretending that the end of the world had not come, pretending that civilization still existed and was moving forward, and pretending that the years were peaceful.

But seeing the expectation on his lover and sons' faces, old Taff didn't say much.

He just hugged the real A Miao beside him and carefully hid the unspeakable "loneliness" in his heart. To be honest, given the current situation in the surface world, there probably aren't many people who can empathize with him.

Two hours later, the speeding aircraft arrived at the central city.

This is currently the largest gathering area of civilization on the surface of the world.

It is no exaggeration to say that in old Taft's eyes, this place is no different from the old civilized big cities in his memory. The shoulder-to-shoulder traffic, the towering buildings, and the aircraft flying in the sky according to regulations all outline the prosperity of this place.

According to conservative estimates, the population of this city alone is no less than five million. If the whole world is already a rotten orange emitting a decaying smell, then this place is probably the essence of the essence.

"We will temporarily stop at a public helipad outside the city and wait for Mr. Zhou Ke and Mr. Moni to have their first meeting to arrange the next steps."

D-4 blocked the command for the aircraft to automatically head to the Parnis Group landing pad, stood up and said to the others:
"Ms. Qiao Ya will go to the meeting on behalf of Mr. Zhou Ke. The rest of us will wait here. Old Taff and Qiao Shan will go out to buy some food and clothes. We will cash in part of the savings certificates we have for emergencies, and rent two less conspicuous cars.

One big and one small, it will be convenient for us to move around later."

"Ok."

Everyone responded in unison.

Qiao Shan was a little worried about the risk of letting Qiao Ya act alone, but seeing Qiao Ya's determination, he didn't know what to say.

They could only watch as Qiao Ya, in work clothes, took Ajie out of the aircraft and disappeared on the road outside the helipad.

"That's it, Xiaoya."

On a suburban road with not much traffic, Wu Neng reminded:

"Go to the communication antenna on the second floor at seven o'clock. Find the data port there. I will take care of the rest."

"Ok."

Qiao Ya looked around.

The straight roads and artificial plants on both sides of the streets in the big city of the City-State District left a good first impression on her, but when she was climbing the floors and was scolded by a drunken resident, she immediately found a "familiar" feeling.

The way these bastards curse is not much different from the Badlands people, and they just have loud voices but are actually very cowardly. When Qiao Ya pulled out her pistol, they immediately became cowardly.

"Coward! Why don't you dare to keep yelling for me to shoot you? It's so boring!"

She curled her lips and commented, then with the help of Ajie, she quickly jumped onto the roof, violently dismantled the control panel of the communication antenna, pulled out a data cable and connected it to the interface of Lord Wuneng.

The next moment, a huge amount of data stream popped up on the screen.

Just like a waterfall composed of 0s and 1s, the screen was filled with messages. After a few seconds, a "ghost" appeared in the secure communication network that the people of the city-state were proud of. A "Hello World" logo composed of 0s and 1s also appeared on the Wuneng screen. Unfortunately, Qiao Ya was not a professional hacker and could not fully understand this "meme" which was as significant as an established tradition.

"It's done!"

Wu Neng cheered and said:
"This machine likes the feeling of constantly jumping and searching in an orderly data stream. The broken old network in the bad land is really annoying for this machine. It's just like a professional player being forced to fry fish in a smoky fish pond.

here!

This complete super-large local area network is the real 'home court' of this machine!
Xiaoya, now go to the intersection of 257th Street on the left. This machine has booked an unmanned taxi for you, which will take you to the safe house where you will meet.

All that’s left is waiting.”

Qiao Ya acted as usual and soon got on the "kidnapped" driverless car at the intersection.

She sat in the back seat, took off the hood of her work clothes, put her long hair up, and looked through the glass at the increasingly prosperous and bizarre street scenes on both sides of the street as the vehicles gradually drove into the city.

The advertisements displayed on those large optical projection posters were all kinds of strange, and the dress of the pedestrians on both sides was far beyond the imagination of the Wastelanders.

She felt that she and Ajie beside her were like a country fox that came from the wilderness to the forest of skyscrapers, hiding in the nest and looking at the new world outside with fear, curiosity and a little expectation.

At this moment, she was curious about everything she looked at, but she also felt a sense of nervousness and resistance deep in her heart, and kept asking herself whether she could really fit in here.

Especially in the main urban area where the environment is better.

It looks orderly and full of vitality. One can tell how expensive the apartments are just by looking at their open-air balconies, while the decoration of plants and trees at great expense creates a direct contrast to the badlands environment.

It’s like entering another bizarre and unreal world.

The food displayed in the shops on both sides of the street in the food district was all kinds of strange, but the complex aromas made Xiaoya unable to make a reasonable evaluation for a moment. However, seeing the satisfied smiles on the faces of the diners as they feasted through the glass exterior wall, Xiaoya finally understood why so many wastelanders wanted to come here.

They were not tired of the Badlands, they just wanted to live a different way.

"Silly child, you are like a silly roe deer that has just come back to life after hibernation."

Wu Neng said softly:
"I guess if Joker were here, he would definitely sneer at these things and keep making malicious comments. They are just poor imitations. It's really sad that they pretend that the world still exists in a doomsday when everything is turned upside down.

We are here, Xiaoya.

Put away the foolish yearning on your face, hold your weapon tightly and walk into the basement of the house next door. You will soon find out that this is just another more hypocritical evil land. Do you know what to do when you encounter something? "

"Well, shoot first, ask questions later!"

"Very good, you are getting started."

(End of this chapter)