The Mozambique Gang is like a second Rhodes Island. Their ideals are still pure and beautiful. Even in this terrible city, they still bring a glimmer of expectation and hope to these operators who once ran around Terra for the infected.

But what if…

I mean what if, my friends.

Kolucil looked out the half-open window at the star-filled night sky. The Mozambique gang you all expected has always been a tool for me to pursue my own interests…

If I explained my original intention in this way – well, our “friendship” would probably be completely destroyed.

Her eyes fell on the southern part of the city, where the nest of L Company was located. There were things she had always dreamed of.

That was the last and most precious legacy of Akado. Even Rafiela, who was so cruel that he regarded the lives and personalities of countless people as nothing, was unwilling to use it:

Before he traveled to the starry sky, he stored all his memories in the database of Singularity Technology Group through electronic scanning.

Those memories together constitute his complete personality.

It wasn’t until nearly a hundred years ago that La Fiera sent people to dig it out from the ruins of the headquarters of RIM Billiton’s Singularity Technologies Group.

She seemed to not know how to face her father, and did not liberate Akado’s personality, which is now the assistant AI of the Neural Network Corporation.

Klothir didn’t really care what the future of the city would ultimately be like, nor did she care what would happen to the gang members or back alley dwellers who were waiting for her.

He doesn’t even care about the former Rhodes Island operators who have accompanied him all the way to the present.

Even if it is friendship, or your own life and the lives of others.

She just wanted Akado.

(ALL ALL the meowing sea cats, and my Muir Seth. Fourth anniversary, hurry, hurry, hurry…)

236. It’s just an empty shell

The moment Isamara saw the person who came in, she rushed over and hugged Kal’tsit tightly.

Filin, who usually appeared indifferent, was rarely shaken. She hugged the doctor from Rhodes Island, responding to the joy and longing for the reunion.

“Kal’tsit… everyone in Rhodes Island is gone.”

After wandering on the earth for ten thousand years, Filin fell silent. It turned out that she had regarded Rhodes Island as her home without knowing when.

During the period when the Terran nations were conquered by Acardo and ushered in a brief peace, Kal’tsit finally got a short break. She began to have time to enjoy afternoon tea, occasionally communicate with patients who had undergone surgery, and even had time to go out traveling with the Doctor and Amiya… She had already regarded the operators of Rhodes Island as her own family, and would patiently listen to their opinions and then give a reply. Maybe it was still brief, maybe it was still evasive, but it was undeniable that even the rather dull street thugs from the Syracuse gang could clearly feel something from her that he had never felt before. Respect.

She respects the thoughts of every operator and expresses them in her words, no longer ending meaningless topics with an arrogant and condescending attitude.

It seems that from the beginning, she should play such a role. A rational and knowledgeable teacher. Rather than a cold and dictatorial leader who does not accept any advice.

Theresa died in the overwhelming natural disaster while trying to protect the continuation of her tribe.

After the disaster, in order to fight against the city predators formed by the division of various countries, Tracy’s infection with mineral disease continued to deepen. He even died in a dead and silent snowy night before he could see the establishment of the city.

Kal’tsit was somewhat bewildered, as she could not find a place for herself in this city. The only thing she could do was to use her long and tenacious life, which would not perish even if the city was destroyed, to record history and the precious spirit that flowed through history, and then tell the new successors in the new era.

Mon3tr’s power seems weak in front of the modern army composed of Pilots and Titans. The outstanding network system allows any information to be presented to the leader in the form of data.

She accepted La Fiera’s invitation and worked as a document consultant at W Company. At first, she chose to open a clinic in the middle-class area with a sum of money, treating sick and injured workers at a low price.

But soon, all kinds of harassment and malice attacked Kal’tsit’s life. Her medicine supply became short, and soon there were not enough medical resources for surgery or bandaging… and the cause of all this was simply ridiculous and helpless:

The boss of the factory near the clinic coveted her beauty and wanted to turn her into his servant and do all kinds of dirty things to her. That’s all.

If it weren’t for La Fiela’s constant attention and care for Kal’tsit, perhaps the factory owner who came from an upper-class family would really have hired a tactical team from R Company to forcibly capture her and take her to his villa.

This is not difficult to understand. In the middle-class area filled with sweat, busyness and industrial dust, Kal’tsit is like the most exquisite doll in the cupboard. Every child is looking at her through the glass window with the most primitive desire in their eyes, wanting to take her home.

The difference is that there are very few people who can do this.

The bodyguards that La Fiela assigned to Kal’tsit quickly made the factory owner disappear and replaced him with a sensible one.

But Kal’tsit had begun to feel disappointed with this era. She gave up her clinic and quit her job, followed Kal’sel to the back alley, and established the Mozambique Gang with several remaining Rhodes Island operators, working hard to change this terrible era.

When the Mozambique gang achieved a certain degree of success, Kal’tsit suddenly quit the gang. It was not only because of the awakening of the Doctor. The reason was that she discovered that Kal’tsit’s thoughts were becoming more and more dangerous, and they might touch Rafiela’s most sensitive nerves at any time, and then destroy the entire gang.

Kal’tsit knew how stubborn and cold Kal’s wife was right now, and she couldn’t persuade her successfully. She could only give a little warning to the innocent people who were about to be affected, and then protect herself. That was the best she could do.

She wasn’t sure she could get La Fiela to follow her advice and stop the city, but the Doctor… the Doctor would definitely be able to do it.

“Do you know about the Mozambique Gang?” Kal’tsit looked at Isamara.

“of course.”

“I hope you can help me.” Feilin, with a cold face, tried to break free from the arms of the supervisor, but the other party hugged him even tighter.

Ishamara buried her cheek in Kal’tsit’s neck and sniffed deeply. Only when she hugged tightly this doctor who carried so many of her emotions and memories did she feel a little bit of reality… making her feel that she still had a place in this world.

“…” Kal’tsit sighed, hugged the girl in her arms again, and gently stroked her silky silver hair.

“I will help you, Kal’tsit,” the doctor looked at her with a look full of affection.

Kal’tsit turned her face slightly to avoid Isamara’s fiery gaze.

“Kal’tsit… is now nothing more than an empty shell,” the doctor reluctantly let go of Kal’tsit and quickly gave his own opinion, “Her heart has been filled with strange jealousy, anger, and all kinds of bad emotions. The rationality of a scientific researcher has been gradually corroded, and what is left is only the most brutal animal nature and the most primitive predatory instinct.”

“I know what she’s going to do.” The doctor said lightly.

“Please stop her conflict with Rafiela. The last spark of humanity might be extinguished because of this…” In front of Ishamara, Kal’tsit had already put aside her initial coldness.

“Hehe, don’t worry, who do you think I am?”

Even though the two opponents he had to stop were the leader who controlled the blood of the Outer Gods and Koldhiel who had been plotting for more than two hundred years, the Doctor did not flinch at all.

When she came to this world, all she cherished were Rhodes Island and its operators.

Today, two hundred years later, she must protect every surviving operator. This is the meaning of her existence.

Whether they see themselves as friends, family or mentors, as long as they still recognize that they are doctors from Rhode Island, she will do her best to guide and help them.

What about an empty shell?

Klothir, I will help you find your original self again.

237. Blood Demon will die if killed

It has been a year since the Mozambique gang launched a blitz on Tracys.

An old Titan covered with ribbons was still parked in the central square. Manna and his elderly partner defeated the most elite combat team of R Company here. But the Titan was left here, dying of old age. Even with constant maintenance, it could not defeat time.

Just like the cadres in Mozambique. Regardless of gene editing surgery or prosthetic transformation, the life span brought by them is bound to be limited. Some of them have lived for two hundred years, even three hundred years, four hundred years. They have maintained sufficient combat effectiveness for such a long time, and the price is getting more and more serious.

The human element was stripped away in repeated surgeries and experiments, and the smell of metal and engine oil replaced blood.

Surtur was an exception. The crimson magic sword granted her unimaginable miracles and powers.

Now, these operators who followed Kal’tsit to the back alley and then came here chose to leave after their great success, just like Kal’tsit.

The peaceful leisure time was too long, and the battle-hardened cadres soon guessed Klushier’s ulterior motives. They withdrew from the Mozambique Gang without any reluctance or sadness, but with disappointment and regret.

The lower-level gang members were completely unaware of their fate of being used as consumables by Krusir, and were immersed in a beautiful and pure future outlook, imagining that the city would be transformed into an equal and harmonious environment through their joint efforts. Even if they did not live in the nest, they could enjoy reasonable resources, and children no longer had to work in the dark immediately after completing basic education.

Unfortunately, this was doomed to be impossible. The savior they were expecting never existed.

There are no idealists or revolutionaries in the building covered with banners with slogans such as “Freedom belongs to the people”, “Life is the most important”, and “Workers should be treated reasonably”. There is only a girl who is consumed by jealousy and anger.

The word conspiracy sounded a bit harsh, but Lucille didn’t like it either. She would rather call the plan she had been planning for nearly a century a “deal.”

Although this was a deal that Rafiela was absolutely unwilling to accept.

She will exchange a flame that ignites the old rules of the city for the personality that belongs to Akado.

It sounds crazy that someone would think of attacking a wing’s headquarters from the outside, even one that houses the city’s most powerful leader.

This deal is simply a steal for La Fiela.

Of course, Klushier knew her control over the city, so she had been laying down foreshadowings and secret doors long before.

A hundred years of planning, just for today.

After a period of recuperation and publicity, the Mozambique Gang grew rapidly, accepting a large number of middle-class residents and back-alley people who were dissatisfied with the status quo, and even some “livestock” from the lower classes.

Even without the help of the cadres, Kluchil is still confident that she can complete the plan to conquer the Lobotomy Corporation.

After all, we have abundant human resources.

These gang members who have received certain information technology can completely manipulate the scattered and hidden secret doors under her lure and arrangement, and have no way of knowing the truth. When countless messy lines are sorted into one, they lead to the final goal.

As for what kind of liquidation the Mozambique gang will face after the plan succeeds…Lucille doesn’t need to worry about it.

By then, she had already gone to the deserted countryside with a storage device containing Akado’s personality and a box of basic working units, and then established her own little pure land.

The Blood Demon is very cautious. She is not immortal like her teacher or Rafiela, and does not have extraordinary fighting abilities.

No matter how excellent the prosthesis is, it will die in front of Rafiela with just one encounter.

Even if you operate a Titan, you will probably be cut in half by the sickle, both you and your shell.

The cannon fodders must be allowed to play their roles properly and cause chaos in the entire Lobotomy Corporation.

Kosahil’s plan was perfect. She was certain that Lafiera would first deal with the rampaging monsters and their derivatives, and then force her into a desperate situation like a cat playing with mouse.

All he had to do was sneak in quickly, break through to the deepest database at all costs, and then use the hidden door he had buried to break through the city’s walls, and then jump down from a height of thousands of feet…

From then on, he completely disappeared in the turbulent wind.

The whole plan cannot afford any mistakes. As long as Rafiela realizes her true purpose in advance, she will be completely killed without a burial place.

The girl who holds the supreme power of killing can tolerate Klushier’s actions of breaking the city rules because of their past friendship, and then regard it as a joke.

However, any involvement with Akado will bring the most brutal blow.

Akado.

Klucie whispered the name that changed her life, and the corners of her mouth rose involuntarily. If she failed, everything would be over.

Akado, Akado, Akado… In the unlit room, snickers were accompanied by sticky and hoarse whispers.

One cry after another was filled with a distorted love that made people shudder. This love was by no means rational or normal, but a perverted product of jealousy and confusion accumulated over the years.

She is no longer afraid.

Adjust the full class time, take leave

It’s May Day holiday, and today’s shift is full. 8 am to 10 pm, no more updates.

I have never understood the meaning of adjusting the rest time. It is like letting a person go hungry for one meal a day for a month, and then giving him 30 meals a day.

Delayed gratification doesn’t work this way…

When I think about the adjustments, extra classes and various exams after the holidays, I feel uneasy during the holidays.

238. The Limits of Machinery

A grand performance.

Miss Christine sat on the cat bed that La Fiela had prepared for her, looking down at the entire city with boredom and arrogance.

The Scarlet Troupe could no longer be found. The huge meteorite that broke through the sky like a collapsing mountain was slowly falling down with fire that stung the eyes. It seemed that all living things were about to be extinct at this moment.

As the meteorite landed, a vast ocean of fire engulfed the mountains, an invisible shock wave shattered the sea of ​​clouds, and a tremendous force rushed across the ground, evaporating lakes, burning forests, and causing soil and rocks to be swirled into the sky.

This is a world catastrophe. Even a country is hard to save, let alone a wandering theater troupe?

Christine didn’t know how she survived, maybe…

With some disgust, she pushed away the quill that was trying to touch her forehead with her claws.

“There are no touch-and-go coupons today~” Kristen meowed, meaning this.

Rafiela grabbed the cat’s head forcefully, stuffed her into her arms, and rubbed and pinched her.

What else could the kitten do? She could only endure it silently.

Although he was not very resistant, after all, it was Quill Pen who saved him from Rhodes Island at the critical moment when he was negotiating business.

She vaguely remembered that at the moment of the earth-shaking, the power armor covered the whole body of the feather pen. She immediately landed on the Titan and tore off an entire cabin of Rhodes Island and rushed into the sky. With the full power of the Titan shell, the shield was deployed to resist the shock wave caused by the impact that seemed to sink the continent. The “Polaris”, which was known as the only space-class Titan at the time, was thrown into low-Earth orbit and then fortunately fell into the sea. The only remaining sea gave vital assistance to the survivors of Rhodes Island.

Miss Quill is a lifesaver~

Christine licked Lafiela’s palm and immediately turned resistance into enjoyment. She was almost used to her current life.

As for what the city is like, and what the outside world is like… I don’t know, I’m just a cat.