Who wants to learn sewing skills while dating?

A week later.

"Xiaojun, I'm going to be away for three days. Please stay home during this time, okay? If you run around and get caught, I won't save you." Mo Heng, who had already been trained by Chu Jun, was really worried before leaving, and gave her many warnings and instructions.

An artificial intelligence that was born just a few days ago is simply a natural troublemaker. Mo Heng never feels at ease because it repeatedly tests the edge of his rage. If it weren't for the important matter of going out this time, Mo Heng would really not feel comfortable leaving this troublemaker machine alone at home.

Seeing that time was almost up, Mo Heng gave Chu Jun a threatening look, then slammed the door shut, leaving Chu Jun alone at home.

【He really went too far this time! 】

The Mo Heng of this dimension would deceive the AI, shut it down, and even leave it alone at home! He wasn't gentle or considerate at all, and even threatened the AI ​​before leaving! He wasn't the perfect old man with twenty-four good qualities he was!

"Do you need help monitoring Lord Mo Heng's movements?" asked the considerate Pino.

【want! 】

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An abandoned factory somewhere in the slums.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong? Why are you so upset?" The silver-haired young man asked the person with an anxious look on his face.

Mo Heng played with the laptop in his hand repeatedly and said, "I left the child at home and didn't lock the door when I came out. I don't know if he will run around."

"It's okay, Brother Mo. Our people are watching your area 24 hours a day. Nothing will happen to the child."

"Hey, you don't understand." Mo Heng had no way to explain. He rubbed his hair irritably, then quickly stopped. Seeing his messy hair through the glass, he felt even more irritated and had a headache.

Yu Qing was even more puzzled when he saw his eldest brother's irritable look. Where did Brother Mo pick up this child? He was so worried that he could see Mo Heng being humiliated. He must meet him one day.

Mo Heng thought that Yu Qing didn't know Chu Jun's ability to cause trouble, so he had to swallow some of the bitterness.

Although children make mistakes quickly and admit their mistakes quickly, I feel soft-hearted when I see them acting timidly.

Moreover, he was counting on the other person's parents to work for him, so he couldn't really touch Chu Jun.

"He really found himself an ancestor." Mo Heng regretted it to death.

"Once I achieve my goal, I will... forget it. I won't bother with a child."

Mo Heng's family.

Chu Jun naturally wouldn't stay at home obediently. Although his body couldn't go out, he was now artificial intelligence. He could get into the data stream and go anywhere easily.

"Pino, I want to go to other places in Jinwu City!"

[Except for the fact that there might be some trouble inside the Imota server, you can go anywhere else, my little prince!]

Pino is really reliable. With Pino's protection, Chu Jun wanders among the electronic eyes of the city.

"Where's Mo Heng?"

[Lord Mo Heng has gone to the headquarters of Yimota.]

"Forget it, it would be bad if he found me. Let's go over there and take a look."

Chu Yun only knew that Mo Heng's home was on the edge of the city, but he had never had a real feeling of what the city was like.

The slums, this forgotten corner, are the shadow of this city.

The towering skyscrapers cast their huge shadows, as if mocking the people living below them.

The streets are narrow and damp, and the air smells of electronic waste and cheap food.

Rainwater gathered into streams on the bumpy road, reflecting the billboards and holographic projections overhead. Those bright and beautiful images stood in stark contrast to the dilapidated surroundings.

In these narrow alleys, people are wearing tattered clothes and have confusion about the future on their faces.

Their eyes, in some cases replaced by cheap augmented reality glasses, are their only connection to this high-tech world, but these devices often offer only basic functionality and often malfunction, just like the precariousness of their lives.

On both sides of the street are makeshift dwellings made of scrap metal and plastic, their walls covered with graffiti, which are the silent cry of the residents of the slums and a protest against the injustice of the world.

Occasionally, you will see some robots or modified humans. They may be unable to afford the high medical expenses, or they may be pursuing some extreme self-expression. Their presence makes this area seem even more alienated.

Chu Jun looked at District 23 written on the street and felt that this place was particularly chaotic, as if all the filth of the city was gathered together.

At the heart of District 23 lies a market that is a hotbed of black market transactions.

Prosthetic limbs and bionic materials that are popular among the upper class are circulated and traded here.

"Hasn't it been discovered where those prosthetic limbs in Area 24 came from?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Quan, everyone we sent to District 24 was kicked out..."

"Don't explain this to me. If we send anyone else, the boss will be furious."

“Yes, yes…”

···

District 23 was far more chaotic than District 24, where Mo Heng was located. The environment here was terrible, the streets were narrow and dirty, garbage was everywhere, and the air was filled with unpleasant odors.

People's living conditions are extremely poor. They live in dilapidated houses and lack basic facilities and services. There are also serious public security problems, criminal activities occur frequently, and people's life safety is not guaranteed.

In the alley of District 23, Chu Jun heard two hooligans smoking and talking.

"Have you heard? Brother Gu recently got a batch of new prosthetic limbs. They are said to be military grade and much more powerful than those on the market."

"Really? Aren't those things monopolized by big companies? How did he get them?"

"Who knows? Brother Gu always has his own way. But the price is definitely not cheap."

"Price isn't the issue; quality is key. The arm I bought on the black market last time broke after less than a month. I need to find a reliable one this time."

“I heard these prosthetic limbs can be connected to neural networks, syncing directly with the brain, and reacting as fast as real arms.”

"That's great! If we can get one, we'll have a much better advantage on the streets."

"But I heard that these high-end things are also very risky to install, and they might even cost lives."

"Risk? In this world, there's no such thing as a risk-free business. The key is the profit. As long as we have these prosthetic limbs, we can make a fortune on the black market."

"That's right. But we have to be careful not to be discovered by the Imota guards. Those dogs bite anyone they see."

"Don't worry, I've already made arrangements."

···

This place is full of violence and indifference, and there is a lack of trust and love between people. Chu Jun felt this atmosphere and couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

He realized that this plane was far worse than any he had ever seen before.

Here, human life seems to have become less precious and less important. People are indifferent to the lives of others, and some even harm others for personal gain.

This dimension is sick, Chu Yun thought.