The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 365 - 220 How is it that Miss Li can touch it, but I can’t?_2
Chapter 365: Chapter 220 How is it that Miss Li can touch it, but I can’t?_2Despite the fact that such actions may cause these elderly people to endure pain before death, which is inhumane, to be honest...

Some capitalists would definitely do it without hesitation—they don’t care about humanity, as there are many things far less humane.

Besides, those great scientists who harbor aspirations for the world would probably also agree unhesitatingly to pass on their academic terms to their successors. After all, they’ve sacrificed a lifetime for the progress of mankind and are willing to sacrifice their last light and heat.

”Of course not,” Liu Tingruo just gave him a glance, her tone lacking much blame, ”In fact, someone has actually conducted experiments in this area, but the bodily functions... especially the brain activity of elderly scientists, inevitably deteriorate. Even if we try to extract their memories, we cannot get the complete scientific memory and terms. The extracted, incomplete terms cannot produce scientists, only madmen. The memory USB technology is still too frail.”

”Oh,” Jiang Shu nodded, unable to dispute.

If it were possible, people in Lonely City would surely have done it by now. In the face of such tangible benefits, the mere word ”humanity” is hardly enough to restrain those with ulterior motives, and this method doesn’t present an overt danger like those biological experiments.

The entire knowledge system of Lonely City...

Is indeed severely deformed.

And Jiang Shu was only now realizing why, when he’d previously heard about the Combat Sequence and other five basic Sequences, people said that a high-level Research Sequence’s combat ability isn’t inferior to the Combat Sequence’s, and might even surpass it.

Turns out, wild researchers from the Research Sequence also face the danger of being captured; it’s a desperation-driven development.

Jiang Shu continued to monitor Diller’s inner thoughts on the little armor tablet, needing to determine from this whether Diller had fallen for the trap, then relay precise information to the Fox, allowing her to decide when to take hypnotic measures.

After all, Diller was a T1 Research Sequence member, definitely not stupid. Noticing some minor errors was quite normal.

Meanwhile, he also asked Liu Tingruo, ”Then, wouldn’t an impressive researcher like Sister Ruo encounter danger? Like someone hunting for your academic terms?”

”There have been some, but not many,” Liu Tingruo pondered for a moment before replying.

”Then there won’t be any in the future.” Jiang Shu smiled as he gentle embraced Liu Tingruo, seemingly to comfort her, but the emphasis wasn’t on comforting; it was on the touching.

Liu Tingruo naturally noticed this point as well and gave Jiang Shu a look, but she didn’t stop him, only speaking with a hint of melancholy, ”Of course there won’t be any. The incidents in the past were just because I joined White Eagle as a private individual and thus invited trouble.”

”Hmm? Hostile tech companies?” Jiang Shu felt a bit strange. Generally speaking, didn’t joining a company mean secure protection?

”Not at all,” Liu Tingruo raised her eyes towards him, her gaze filled with helplessness, ”You can check who owns Third District.”

Jiang Shu: ”...”

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

So the little armor tablet helpfully displayed the relevant encyclopedia files.

The Liu Family had risen as the new nobility of Third District, with enterprises such as Liu Heavy Industry and Liu’s Digital dominating the entire district.

The Liu couple were always mysterious in their daily life, but their son and daughter were well-known, active in the high society of Third District, maintaining good social relationships with other elite figures.

However, rumors had it that there was an even more mysterious eldest sister before the sibling pair, who had left home early on.

...

The answer was emerging.

”Uh,” Jiang Shu instinctively released his hold from Liu Tingruo’s waist when confronted with the title of Liu Family Big Sister on this woman’s forehead, he suddenly felt that his behavior was somewhat offensive.

Ding: For the Liu Family matriarch’s eightieth birthday, T2 has a table, T1 has a table, and the titled ones have a table. So where does this T4 Magician sit?

Qiu: Sit on old madam Liu’s head.

Jiang Shu: ”...”

Buzz off.

He kicked away the two tablet spirits with his foot.

Meanwhile, Liu Tingruo glanced at him again and placed his hand back on her waist, her voice carrying a slight dissatisfaction, ”You didn’t hesitate to film intimate scenes with the City Lord’s daughter, did you? So? Miss Li’s waist is okay to touch, and mine isn’t?”

”Uh...” Jiang Shu followed her lead and put his hand back, but his expression was a bit awkward.

”Whose comfort?” Liu Tingruo said softly, but her charming almond eyes had become dangerously narrow.

”Yours, of course, yours,” Jiang Shu immediately replied honestly, then picked up the tablet, ”Keep watching Diller, keep watching Diller.”

In fact, each had its merits, one being softer and the other more resilient, but he dared not say it.

”You don’t need to feel any pressure, I’m too lazy to go back anyway.” Liu Tingruo spoke indifferently while looking at the small screen, ”I haven’t seen them for so many years, and I won’t go back just because of you.”

”Okay.” Jiang Shu nodded, then they both continued to look at the scene on the screen.

At this moment, Diller was looking expectantly in the direction of the exhaust fan paper airplane; he had been waiting a few minutes, so now, he wondered how the person coming to rescue him would ingeniously infiltrate this underground chamber.

Then he saw the door in front of him open, and a young man stood before him.

?

Diller was momentarily stunned, somewhat unable to comprehend the scene before him.

And the man threw out little dolls one after another, those four little dolls flew towards the four corners of the room, then tightly hugged the cameras in each corner.

”Hurry, I’m not sure how much longer they’ll sleep,” the man said as he ran over, swiped a card to unlock Diller’s shackles, and then pulled him to sprint out of the underground chamber.

And Diller just followed, whispering, ”Who are you? Our family doesn’t have anyone like you.”

”A greedy Key Master,” the man revealed a smile, opening his palm where a little doll swiftly indicated the direction for him.

”Key Master,” Diller nodded slightly, understanding everything if it was a Key Master.

This ability to manipulate dolls should indeed be the man’s privilege.

”Have you seen my prosthetics?” Diller asked urgently, he needed to find his prosthetics to regain his sense of security.

Now that he was without shackles, as long as he was still within this secret base, he had hardly any combat ability.

”I didn’t find them,” the man shook his head quickly, ”I added an extra doll in that takeout order, using it to drug their water, coordinating from inside and out for a successful invasion... There was absolutely no time to look for prosthetics.”

Diller nodded to indicate he understood.

If that was the case, then an invasion was not impossible.

No, wait...

Doesn’t Liu Tingruo always have a big-headed robot with her?

Surely that big-headed robot wouldn’t have been knocked out by the drug, right?

Doubts arose in Diller’s heart, but his steps did not halt; instead, he followed the man into the safety passage.

There shouldn’t be any problems.

He couldn’t think of any reason why he would be deceived now; he was in a free state, just a few steps away from escaping this place. There was no need for the other party to just toy with him.

Toying with him wouldn’t gain them anything.

So Diller followed the man, rushing up the stairs in the safety corridor rapidly, crisp footsteps echoing in the silent and dark stairwell, tightening the nerves in his heart.

”Clack clack clack—” The echo of footsteps reverberated continually throughout the stairwell, resonating as they climbed.

Suddenly, Diller stopped in his tracks.

He had already ascended ten floors, and the stairwell remained silent and dark, as if the end leading up would never be seen.

And the person before him had also halted his steps.

But the sound of footsteps did not cease; they still rang out clearly in this space.