Chapter 141
Zhang Cishun's eyes swept over every text, and when they finally converged on the four words "Novice Mission" in the last text, the virtual screen fluctuated slightly like water waves, and then changed into a new one. Word.
[Your novice mission is: live a decent life. ]
[Wish you a happy game. 】
Zhang Cishun didn't know what kind of mood he should be feeling now. The four clear words in the novice task gave Zhang Cishun the illusion of watching an absurd drama.
But combined with the memories he pieced together in his mind, he also knew very clearly how difficult these five words were.
"...2076, this year, is the final battle! If we win the final victory and I successfully take over as mayor, I will bring new light to Shanghe City!" "This is the final battle
. !"
"Save our city from destruction!"
"I have no doubt! Together we will win the mayoral election in 2076 and make Shanghe City great again!" "
This is-"
"Me!"
"Yar Mann Purcell's mission!"
As Arman's high voice sounded, more enthusiastic applause was given.
Zhang Cishun in the audience followed the crowd in applauding.
The speech was over, but the interview was not.
But this has nothing to do with Zhang Cishun, he is just a trainee reporter. If it hadn't been for an accident, today's occasion would never have been their turn.
When everything was over and they walked out with the crowd, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Have you remembered everything?" the voice of his partner Ma Qi sounded.
Zhang Cishun nodded and handed Ma Qi the record book full of words according to the habit in his memory.
The latter took it and after a cursory glance, nodded with satisfaction.
"I see you are absent-minded today. What's wrong?"
"...I feel a little unwell, maybe because I've had a bad stomach." Zhang Cishun replied.
"Then your body is really fragile."
A sentence that was unclear whether it was mocking or teasing came out of Ma Qi's mouth.
Then the three of them fell into silence.
Among the three-person team, Zhang Cishun only knew Ma Qi, and the other eldest brother with the equipment had no memory at all. All I know is that he was temporarily transferred from another group to coordinate their work.
When he walked out of the revolving door of the Purcell Building, the cool air completely left him, and he was greeted by a wave of heat.
This forced Zhang Cishun to take off his exquisite clothes, and then unbuttoned a few buttons on the inner clothes.
"The weather is getting hotter and hotter." Ma Qi cursed a few times and asked the two of them to speed up their pace.
The interview cars are parked centrally in the parking lot. As long as you get in the car, you can rely on the on-board air conditioner to escape the oppressive high temperature.
Because of Yalman's speech schedule, the entire road section near Purcell was semi-closed, and armed law enforcers could be seen everywhere.
When Zhang Cishun and the three of them passed through a group of law enforcers, he could almost feel the other party's eyes hidden under the sunglasses, which almost turned into reality, 'picking' him from head to toe from top to bottom. Clean and tidy.
But this was nothing. What caught Zhang Cishun's attention even more was the large group standing on the other side of the road, holding protest signs high in their hands.
The team marched slowly in silence.
He noticed that there were several large words written in dazzling red ink on the sign that was held high:
"Technology is not guilty! It is human beings who make mistakes!"
This was an unfamiliar slogan to Zhang Cishun, but not to Henry. Because if it weren't for an accident, they would be the main targets that Zhang Cishun and Ma Qi would interview today.
"What are you looking at?" Ma Qi noticed Zhang Cishun gradually slowing down and almost stopping.
Then follow his gaze and look over.
"Protesters, what's worth seeing! Hurry up, in a little while, I'm going to be an adult." Ma Qi pushed Zhang Cishun and muttered.
It was at this time that Zhang Cishun noticed that someone had fallen among the protestors on the other road.
Zhang Cishun didn't speak. After looking away, he quickened his steps.
After getting into the interview car with the obvious logo of the Perseca Consortium, the door closed with a bang, and the air conditioner started to work after two beeps.
The interview vehicle was traveling in the opposite direction to the protesting crowd. Thanks to being the last one to get on the bus, Zhang Cishun, who was sitting by the window on the right, could easily take in the faces of these people.
But because of the dark film on the car windows, I couldn't capture the brilliance in their eyes.
Or is there no light in their eyes?
In Henry’s memory, protests and marches were common in Shanghe City. When he's lucky, Henry will personally participate in a few 'activities' that don't seem particularly intense to get just enough food to satisfy his hunger, or some other things.
He doesn't care what the purpose of the march is because it has nothing to do with him.
The big brother who was driving obviously had no sympathy for these protesters. He only felt that they were in the way, because their huge crowd had seriously affected his driving experience!
"Damn it!" He put his finger on the whistle, the shrill sound barely stopping since he turned into the driveway.
"If this thing didn't have a damn smart braking system, I would really want to step on the accelerator!"
This must be an angry comment, right?
But even though they were angry words, they were a bit too... cruel.
Zhang Cishun's eyes caught the expression on his elder brother's face through the rearview mirror, but there was no other emotion except boundless disgust.
So...he actually really wants to do this.
Right?
"Man, we have to speed up. We only have half an hour's drive, and this speed can't keep up with the progress of the next job." March said.
"Okay, I know, I know. Aren't I accelerating?"
He was already trying hard to drive the car faster, but the damn intelligent system kept checking and balancing his speed!
The eldest brother honked the horn and suddenly knocked twice. Then he pressed down the car window and stuck his head out and yelled:
"Get out of the way, all of you! This bunch of ****** men will kick the accelerator and kill you!"
What spewed out from his rough voice were words that had to be coded and silenced. It was hard for Zhang Cishun to imagine that this 'quiet' man in his memory would behave like this after sitting in the driver's seat... A grumpy attitude.
"He has road rage. Don't worry about him. He will go crazy for a while." Ma Qi obviously understood him better than Zhang Cishun. After explaining, he lowered his head and calmly sorted out the manuscript in his muffled voice.
But...
will it really only be crazy for a while?
Zhang Cishun expressed doubts.
When the last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the high wall of Shanghe City, the time had already reached six o'clock.
Zhang Cishun walked out of the newspaper office, and his exhausted body and spirit finally found some solace in the warm wind.
Now he finally has time to open his eyes and take a good look at the world.
Shanghe City in 2076 is no different from the prosperous metropolis in his memory. Maybe the tall buildings here are taller and the distance between buildings is smaller. In addition to ordinary floor-to-ceiling cars, there are also cars that occasionally travel through A flying car in the sky. Is that anti-gravity or magnetic levitation or some other black technology?
Zhang Cishun didn't know clearly
but could clearly see the light blue light and shadow trail remaining in the air after their high-speed shuttle.
It looked very cool
, but Zhang Cishun knew clearly that considering Henry's current assets, that was something he could never ask for.
Even if he finally succeeded in staying in the newspaper office.
"What a...fucking world." He snorted.
Then he headed east along the street without looking back.
His home, or temporary rental, is in the DC area, but his place of work is in the XC area.
The rented clothes are hung neatly on the arms. The rental price of this clothes is forty credits per day, which is very high.
But it is a necessary expense, because a well-fitting clothing is a mandatory requirement for working in a newspaper office. This outfit is already the cheapest one Henry has chosen in the clothing store.
The texture is rough, the wiring is stiff, and the pockets on the clothes are even fake. But it would give Henry a fragile decency.
But...
from now on, Henry won't need it, because Zhang Cishun has made up his mind and will not work at that Laoshizi newspaper again.
It was a cannibalistic place, specializing in people like Henry.
Zhang Cishun knew that if it was not him who was standing on this land now, but the original Henry, he would never make this choice, because he has become accustomed to this abnormal society and is accustomed to everyone. A rule that seemed incredible to Zhang Cishun.
But when Zhang Cishun came,
he was not good at abusing himself, no matter where he was.
"I'm afraid this decision goes against the first priority. Resigning is definitely not something that 'Henry' can do. This is not in line with the logic of his character's behavior." Zhang Cishun thought deeply, raising his hand and silently placing it on
the ∞ symbol. .
The light screen pops up.
After he glanced at the three items again, his eyes moved and looked at the simple little man icon on the edge of the light screen.
As his gaze landed, the message changed.
[Maximum stay time for this mission: ∞. ]
[Zhang Cishun|Henry Cavill]
[Permission level: Level 0. ]
[Physical fitness: A|B. ]
[Character skills: (Not shown below E level.)
Zhang Cishun: mixed martial arts (D level), swordsmanship (D level), reconnaissance (E level), lock picking (C level).
Henry Cavill: Bargaining (Grade C), Content Compilation (Grade C)]
[Extraordinary Characteristics: None|None]
Simple information was displayed in front of Zhang Cishun, but some key things had already been given to Zhang Cishun It showed.
For example...
"So... there are extraordinary existences in this world?" Zhang Cishun muttered to himself as he looked at the extraordinary characteristics on his panel.
In the character skills column, Zhang Cishun had nothing to say about his own skills. He was not surprised that his mixed martial arts and swordsmanship could reach D level, but he did not expect that his unlocking level reached C level.
"Is it because it's simple?"
As for Henry's two C-level skills, the former is necessary for survival, and the latter is an important basis for him to obtain this newspaper internship opportunity.
Simply put, Henry is good at writing content-oriented stuff, and extremely well.
This is his plus point.
He was thinking in his mind, but it didn't affect his ability to move on.
He passed through the junction area of XC District and DC District, passed through the upper three districts of East City, and then returned to the sector where his home is located.
Dongcheng middle-class district 13.
The upper area is not as good as the core area, and the middle area is not as good as the upper area.
The concise and clear grading system makes the entire Shanghe City distinct in class and wealth.
Perhaps the only thing that can be called equal is that they breathe the air of the same land.
No, that is not actually the case, because the owners of wealth and rights breathe purified air.
Sweet and clean.
The buildings in the middle-rise district 13 are not as high as those in the upper-rise district, because it is clearly written in the city's laws that the buildings in the middle-rise district cannot exceed the maximum height.
As for the reason?
Because once it exceeds this height, it will affect the lighting of the elites working in the high-rise buildings in the upper area!
In the same way, the lower area is the same.
Therefore, when the entire Shanghe City is viewed from a high place or from a distance, it appears to be a cone-like or pyramid-like structure.
The security in the middle-level area is not as good as that in the upper-level area, but it is definitely much better than the lower city area, which in Henry's memory can be described as chaos and darkness.
Henry's rental house is in the middle of the 13th arrondissement, and the place where he rented this set of clothes is not far from his residence.
When he carefully opened the door of the clothing rental store, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he was really worried that he might scratch his clothes on some unknown object stuck to the wall on the way back. After all, the owner of this clothing rental shop is not easy to talk to.
Thinking of that boss, memories belonging to Henry emerged.
It was a compound attack of sharp verbal attacks and saliva attacks. Sentences formed from mockery and sarcasm are like sharp knives.
Henry swore in his heart when he left here!
If he wasn't worried that the opponent's modified metal arm would crush his heart, he would definitely go up and punch him!
Let him pay for his rudeness and arrogance!
"It's closed, it's closed. If you have anything to do, come tomorrow."
As soon as Henry walked into the house, he heard a voice coming from the compartment in the back room, accompanied by a clearly audible grunting sound.
Apparently the other person was eating.
"Return the clothes." Zhang Cishun said.
If the only saving grace of this boss is that he can return the rented clothes at any time, of course, the time cannot exceed twelve o'clock in the evening.
As long as it is more than twelve o'clock, even for one second, he will round up and charge one more day's rental funds.
The boss stopped talking, but his bald voice became clearer and clearer.
Soon, a figure leaned sideways and pushed open the inner door with his arms, and walked out.
Lips stained with grease, curled and messy hair, beard that had not been taken care of for many days, the whole person looked extremely sloppy.
(End of chapter)