291: Chapter 268 Curse 291: Chapter 268 Curse “Help plant bombs in these places.”
Ye Shen Yue was prepared and took out a map from under the chair, spreading it on the table.
Several locations had already been circled in red ink, including the water tower, incomplete buildings, and abandoned factories.
“Why not send your people?
Looking at top combat effectiveness, the gap between the infected and City Hall isn’t so big, right?”
Li Cheng didn’t rush to agree but asked instead: “Moreover, the infected have the advantage of carrying Fault Substance, like mops dipped in shit, like Lu Bu reincarnated,
fighting could make the enemy hesitate due to fear of damaging their own.”
“…I will, for the ti being, ignore this sowhat offensive and inappropriate taphor.”
Ye Shen Yue sat back in his chair, replying indifferently: “The infected who were exiled to the Lower Nest also have friends and family on the surface.
When we established this camp, we received not a small amount of smuggled aid from the surface.
It’s one thing to have my people defend the periter and prevent the Terrorist Mobile Team from coming over,
but asking them to cause destruction on the surface—that’s a bit much for them—they just want to live out the rest of their days in peace.”
“Alright.” Li Cheng nodded and asked, “Next question, why do the lifespans of the underground infected vastly exceed those of the infected on the surface?
And their symptoms are much milder as well.”
Ye Shen Yue raised an eyebrow: “Are you here to discuss cooperation or to ask questions?”
Li Cheng spread his hands: “Understanding more information helps motivate .”
Ye Shen Yue leaned back noncommittally into the chair and after a mont of thought, said: “The Fault doesn’t spread like the propaganda from City Hall suggests, rely as a contagious disease transmitted through physical contact and unknown ans.
It’s more like a curse, a curse on all of us toys.”
Li Cheng gestured, indicating he was interested in hearing more details.
“The building that City Hall now occupies used to be the toy factory.
Dumbledore, the first toy with self-consciousness, walked off its automated assembly line.”
Ye Shen Yue continued, “The toys have partial mories of their ‘original characters’, and through mutual communication, they ca to know the fact that they are toys.”
Li Cheng nodded, “So a toy with a backstory set in the 21st century would know about Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter, just as a Stormtrooper from the far-future of Star Wars would know about Genshin Impact and FGO.”
Gray Rain couldn’t help but interject: “Star Wars was set several thousand years in the future, right?
For Genshin and FGO, that would need quite an update.”
“The earliest batch of toys, including myself, have been researching but never managed to unravel the factory’s principle and chanisms.
We only know that the factory’s assembly line runs on its own, and the factory’s fire is similar to the Fire source in Transforrs, it can endow inanimate objects with life.”
Ye Shen Yue ignored this point full of holes and said, “About eight years ago, the fire of the factory began to weaken, and fewer and fewer new toys erged from its production line.
City Hall chose to recycle the bodies of naturally deceased citizens, relting them into raw components at the factory and producing new populations by issuing reproduction permits to the citizens.”
Li Cheng had seen City Hall issuing a baby Hero Fragnt to a neighboring family when he first entered the Script Task, so he was not surprised.
Gray Rain raised her hand to ask, “If they don’t like the style of the newborn, can they return it without a reason within seven days?”
Ye Shen Yue answered tersely: “No.”
“What about exchanging two for one?” Gray Rain asked unwillingly: “I heard that near high schools and vocational schools’ toilets or garbage dumps, newborns occasionally appear.”
???
What kind of hellish joke.
Ye Shen Yue’s eyelid twitched and he continued: “In any case, over ti, the fire grew weaker and weaker.
It is the origin of everything for Toy City, affecting every corner.
The temperature of the entire city is subtly dropping, the heat of the sun decreasing.
Watching the fire go out, Mayor Dumbledore chose to follow the research team’s suggestion, throwing the bodies of deceased toy citizens into the factory’s fire to burn.
This action is like returning the Fire to the pile, certainly delaying the flas from extinguishing but also bringing disastrous consequences—the fire has been contaminated.
The disease known as the Fault appeared randomly in the city, its essence being the degradation of the Fire within the toys’ bodies, and it can be spread through physical contact.
It’s like when a white tin with a regular crystal structure cos into contact with grey tin with an amorphous structure, and gets transford by the latter.
Degraded Fire will cause toys’ ‘lifespans’ to drastically shorten, leading to obsolescence.”
“Understood.”
Li Cheng nodded: “I saw people from City Hall chopping up bodies of Fault sufferers into pieces and throwing them into the cooling water of the nuclear plant…”
“As I know it, City Hall has separated the fire from the factory, placing it in the nuclear plant.”
Ye Shen Yue said: “We, the infected group, did the sa, constructing our own thermal power plant underground.
By tossing the bodies of deceased comrades into the fire, absorbing ‘thermal radiation’, we prolong our own lives.
Both sides are drawing poison to quench thirst.
If the fire completely extinguishes within ten years, that’s okay, at worst, all things return to silence.
The most terrifying thing is if the Fire degrades completely, no longer producing a single healthy newborn, everyone becoming grotesque, deford monsters, killing each other over the last bit of survival resources on the hopeless ruins.”
He paused, his expression fierce: “At that ti all the beauty, civility, and everything worth rembering that we’ve built with our own hands will be destroyed.”
Li Cheng raised an eyebrow and asked, “So you want to take this opportunity to bomb the factory and City Hall to the sky?”
The original version of Ye Shen Yue was almost a pathological, extrely narcissistic perfectionist who, with the Death Note, sought to kill all the criminals of the Earth and beco the god of a new world.
“Not exactly.”
Ye Shen Yue cald down, indifferently: “I have the mories of my previous life, I’ve already failed once; I won’t fail a second ti.
What I want is to launch rockets, breaking the invisible barrier thousands of kiloters above Toy City.
If we can break the barrier, we can rush into the vast cosmos, to find a substitute for the Fire, to prolong our civilization.
If we puncture the barrier, and outside is a void, resulting in oxygen depletion and the death of everyone, that would still be less torturous than slaughtering each other on the wasteland.”
Li Cheng wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, man, with one wrong move, your KDA could easily be 8000000/1/0.
Even Gray Rain swallowed her saliva.
As a lover of life and killing spree enthusiast, her thoughts had only extended to slashing from Penglai East Road to South Heavenly Gate; she had never seen soone wanting to extinct a super-large modern city in one go.
You seem a bit too extre.
“You’ve asked what you wanted to know.”
Ye Shen Yue took out six dazzling bombs from a cardboard box in the corner of the room, slapping them onto the table, “Now can we talk terms?”
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