Love, death, and false man

Chapter 13. The Deer Hunt Game
9/14—8:30
Fang Yan believes that school uniforms are definitely not allowed during work hours, and his fashion sense is simply nonexistent—he wears windbreakers, sweatpants, and sneakers, all in black.

There's a watermelon knife in my backpack in the classroom, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?

While you can carry a submachine gun in your schoolbag, it's definitely not suitable for work. In a sudden engagement, you won't be able to take it out at all, so you'll need to buy a better quality shoulder bag.

The ammunition supplied this time includes 600 rounds for submachine guns, 150 rounds for pistols, 20 rounds of standard ammunition for Barrett rifles, 10 rounds of armor-piercing ammunition, and 10 rounds of high-explosive ammunition.

The supplies are evenly distributed, and since it's not a battlefield, it's enough for a single target. On the contrary, armor-piercing and high-explosive rounds might not be needed at all.

After going downstairs, I got a bowl of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, and a tea egg to tide me over, and then bought a shoulder bag.

By loading each bullet into the magazine, Colt no longer needed to carry extra magazines, which would take up space. The MP5 was loaded with two extra magazines, and all of them were put into the canvas shoulder bag he bought for 120 yuan. The reason for choosing this material was that other materials were easy to deform, and it was not good for others to see the outline. Leather was too stiff, which would affect movement.

The military equipment was put back into the wardrobe and hidden away; everything was ready.

I can't escape this identity, so it's best to start working sooner rather than later. If I drag it out, it will become a huge debt. If I keep putting it off until the deadline is over, this is not a game; I will be treated as a deserter and taken to a military court.

Fang Yan only knew that it wouldn't be as simple as just going to jail. Although he didn't know the specific punishment, it was possible that leaking information to the Soul-Sucking Bishop's Court or something like that would get you killed. As for deserters, they might end up like those at St. Elizabeth's Mental Hospital, and it would be better for them to just die.

Identifying fake people is a highly difficult task, as society is an extremely complex and multifaceted entity.

The satellite base stations set up by the Lord of Souls are designed to search for people whose subjectivity overwhelms their objectivity and who are not easily controlled by him. They seem simple, but the underlying logic is far more complex than imagined.

It is not to say that engaging in gray or illegal activities necessarily constitutes subjectivity and transcends social rules. On the contrary, these professions, which are judged as inferior in the moral evaluation system, fill the power vacuum in society, connect them, and further consolidate the status of "society" itself.

What is completely counterintuitive is that even antisocial elements have solidified the status of "society" itself. Just like mental patients, people always need to identify a group of people as mentally ill so that they can judge themselves as normal.

Fang Yan had forgotten which idiot had seen the story on the internet.

That is the deer game.

There are two hunters in the forest. The main types of prey in the area are deer and rabbits.

If a hunter hunts alone, he can only catch a maximum of four rabbits a day; only by hunting together can he catch a deer. From the perspective of feeding themselves, four rabbits can keep one person from going hungry for four days, while one deer can feed both people for ten days. Thus, the actions of the two people can lead to two game outcomes: either they hunt rabbits separately, each eating their fill for four days, or they cooperate, each eating their fill for ten days.

Nations, currencies, businesses, transportation—any form of society can be seen as an extension of the deer hunt game.

The Lord of Souls controls the entirety of history; all the [guns] used for hunting deer are in his hands.

Whether it's organized crime, antisocial elements, anarchism, or terrorist armed forces, they may seem quite independent and assertive, but in reality, regardless of whether they participate in the deer hunt, these monsters and demons still don't have guns; their guns are still held by the Lord of Souls.

And I, it seems, am someone who has a gun.

At that moment, this was the only way Fang Yan could understand it, even though he didn't know what a "gun" was. Free will? Biological instinct? It was completely meaningless. In any case, the numbers 0-1 had their own algorithm. Perhaps the uncontrollable was the "gun." Numbers 0-1 were looking for this. Once the person was found, they would start using electromagnetic radiation to control your mind. They would be harassed by an organized group. The fake people would come knocking on the door.

The savior's satellite base station is the complete opposite; the objectivity of the search overwhelms the subjectivity, and the people completely controlled by the Soul-Sucking Lord seem simple, but the underlying logic is far more complex than imagined.

Under this logic, wouldn't everyone be a fake person?

It's even more insidious and difficult to identify than finding someone with a gun. The difficulty of identification is terrifying. They are elusive and can be found everywhere. There is no stable algorithm for them.

Therefore, we can only play the real game and analyze the purpose of the pseudo-humans from the root: to monitor, intimidate, control others, and eliminate those who do not obey.

Considering that even when imposters are on missions, they are subject to signal interference such as [hunting channels], making them undetectable by Salvation Army base stations. Salvation Army agents, responsible for big data retrieval at the base stations, will list suspected targets and track them, monitoring for any unusual behavior such as monitoring or eliminating others or being blocked by the base stations.

Even the Lord of Souls wouldn't immediately eliminate suspected targets, so the Salvation Army wouldn't either. Fang Yan's job is to act as a rivet for the Salvation Army when there are no missions, collecting relevant intelligence and eliminating imposters within the area of ​​operation. When a mission comes, he has to go to the designated location to investigate and eliminate.

Fang Yan felt somewhat uneasy as it was his first time tracking and monitoring someone.

In short, the people at the Salvation Army base station responsible for retrieval definitely know more than I do. Just enter the [hunt channel] and get to work.

He left home, his MP5 player in his bag and his Colt tucked into his belt, heading towards the location of his first target.

Having a large sum of money, Fang Yan bought a touchscreen phone and still had a little over 17,000 yuan left, so he took a taxi directly there.

Based on Fang Yan's own assessment, the company's senior executives were listed as high-risk individuals. The nightclub bartender was indeed beautiful, but she had a traumatic experience with Dong Ni, and occasionally the image of those four lettuce-like brain lobes talking to her would surface in her mind, so she was also listed as a relatively dangerous individual. As for the programmer, Fang Yan felt it wasn't a good fit; the stereotypical image of him in a plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses was already forming in his mind.

I will follow the steps and investigate in order.

Start with high-risk individuals.

In large listed companies, job levels are divided into P1 to P12, which varies from company to company. In such companies, it is forbidden to inquire about the salary levels of other people.

However, there is a strict hierarchical system. P1 and P2 members are not allowed to eat at the table and are in a state of sexual repression. P3 to P6 members have their own profit-seeking groups and have a certain introverted utilitarianism and indifference. P7 and P8 are levels that ordinary people cannot climb to. They are enough to spend their days in clubs and sit and watch the clouds drift by.

The first target is the deputy manager of the coastal city company of a large commercial management group, at the P8 level.

The taskbar has already provided all of this person's information, including their network of relationships and activity range. All I need to do is track them and read their thoughts.

Those whose Soulfire intensity exceeds 1024 joules cannot read it. Some fakes will remain in this state, becoming "bait" to lure the Salvation Army or the Vatican into a trap.

Some, like Fang Yan, will use satellite-generated language information synchronized with actual actions to disguise themselves.

Besides identifying a fake person as someone who monitors, manipulates, or kills others, you can also harass or mislead them, putting pressure on them like a debt collection organization to see if there are any discrepancies between the information you gather and their actual behavior. You can also proactively reveal information such as the Soul-Sucking Lord's satellite base station, but this carries a certain degree of danger. If the target is a fake person, then it's time to fight on the spot, with no room for maneuver. You can't assassinate them from the shadows to strike first. People who are not confident in their own strength should not do this.

Is it confirmed that Target #1 is inside the company?

[Live monitoring footage has been generated, and 720° sonar real-time positioning has been generated and transmitted to the terminal.]

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Fang Yan looked at the 3D real-time location, and could even see the specific floor where the target was located, as well as the surrounding environment and people. Although his liaison officer did not answer irrelevant questions, he was quite professional when it came to doing serious business.

Fang Yan was once threatened and harassed by the Lord of Souls, and now he can also have his liaisons harass others. As long as it is related to the mission and communication, the Salvation Army can hack into any device on Earth to send information for Fang Yan.

Fang Yan has also grasped the entire network of relationships among the company's senior executives. Although he doesn't know if you are a fake, you are currently just a high-risk suspect. He can only ask you to cooperate with the Salvation Army's work, as this is a necessary procedure.

[Using the phone number of the masseuse he frequents, number 666 at the Jiangnanxu Club, she sent him a message saying she was pregnant and had come to his office building to see him.]

Fang Yan did all this in the taxi. In short, he would slowly apply pressure first. He was just following orders and didn't want to be a deserter.

(End of this chapter)