Reborn As a System

Chapter 90: Copy Life (3)

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Communication failed? !

Shi Qing was suddenly surprised, how could the system message fail to be sent

He reluctantly sent it several times, but it still prompted that the communication failed, and did not explain any reason.

Shi Qing's face turned ugly for a moment. He thought about a lot of thoughts in his heart, and was instantly seized by the worst one. Could it be that something happened to Qin Mo? So can't communicate

What the hell is going on

After thinking about it for a while, he felt a little flustered in his heart.

But quickly, he forced himself to calm down again. In this unknown world, he couldn't be in a mess. If something happened to Qin Mo, he would still need his help! At this time, I am out of proportion and throw myself in, but what should I do

What's more... Shi Qing's heartbeat slowly calmed down. He believed in Qin Mo and his host, and he would be fine!

After calming down, Shi Qing's mind turned fast.

Excluding the worst idea, there are also other possibilities for communication failure. For example, the distance between him and Qin Mo is too far, which is beyond the range that the system can maintain. Another example is the reason of this world.

The system task itself is an exception, and more restrictions are not impossible.

After thinking about it like this, Shi Qing became more calm, but he still hoped to find Qin Mo as soon as possible.

Precisely because of this accident, he suddenly returned to his senses with an angry shout.

The visitor is a tall and thin young man in his thirties. He is dressed similarly to Huang Sanbian, except that he is much thinner, but the so-called thinness is also compared to Huang Sanbian and the absenteeism here. He is really healthy and strong, his face is oily and watery, and he is over-nourished at first glance.

At this moment, he was brutally swiping the two-meter long horsewhip at an old man with a trembling hunched back, cursing in his mouth: "Can you do it, ah? If you can't, just go to death, don't fucking take it. The place is wasting food! You old man...

After hearing this for a while, Shi Qing couldn't hold back the fire in his heart. He quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the whip, causing the young man to stumble as well.

The young man didn't seem to have thought that someone would resist him here, and he was stunned by the whip.

Shi Qing frowned, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it in detail.

The next moment, the young man exploded, his slender face was hideous, his brown eyes were full of disgust and disgust, he picked up the whip and waved it at Shi Qing rudely: "Damn, you rubbish dare to resist. Damn, you don't want to live anymore?"

Shi Qing was bending over to support the old man, only slightly turning his head to one side, his eyes narrowed, and staring dangerously at the young man, only to see that he raised his finger slightly, and a thin emerald green strip hit the young man's forehead, How could the young man avoid it, he was hit straight, his eyes widened instantly, and his eyes were cracked.

It hurts... It hurts so much... It's like being bitten by a poisonous snake. The pain spreads from the head to the whole body in an instant. The young man's whole body began to tremble, his eyes rolled, and he shivered violently for a while, and completely passed out.

Shi Qing didn't even want to take a look at it. He wouldn't kill anyone, but he wouldn't let this disgusting scum go away either. It's essential to let him eat bones!

He helped the old man up, the old man was full of white hair, his face was full of wrinkles, his body was skinny, and he was as light as a child.

The old man was rescued by Shi Qing, but his eyes were full of fear and despair. Looking at Shi Qing, he uttered a trembling voice: "child... child, you... you are... "

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, as if he was about to cough out half of his internal organs. Shi Qing couldn't bear to see it.

The old man stopped coughing, still panting vigorously, eyes closed tightly, and slowly calmed down.

His eyebrows stretched out, and seemed to be away from the pain, but Shi Qing froze all of a sudden, this body has lost its vitality, and the old man stopped breathing...

Death, even he, can do nothing.

In the next moment, a scene that made him even more stunned was born.

The thin old man was still leaning beside Shi Qing. He closed his eyes, lost his breath, and was already dead. But then, the old man's body began to slowly melt from his limbs. It was clearly flesh, but it seemed to have been ignited, turning into a thin layer of ashes, rising lightly, hovering in the air, and then disappearing completely.

Shi Qing had never seen this scene before, and he couldn't understand it at all.

When the few teenagers who followed Shi Qing saw this scene, they first showed a deep sense of despair and then turned into a completely opposite sense of relief. They closed their eyes, put their hands together, and whispered softly.

It wasn't until the old man disappeared completely that Shi Qing couldn't help but ask, "Why... why him?"

Why do humans spontaneously turn to ashes when they die? This... how is this possible

The girl who had spoken to Qing at the same time said, "Xiaoqing, let's go, let's go quickly, if you can leave, then run away! They won't let you go, you can live as long as you can, you can go out and have a look. , even one day is worth it."

The girl's voice was trembling, as if she was afraid, but at the same time there was a faint expectation and yearning.

Shi Qing frowned, looked at the row of teenagers, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you stay here?"

At the end, the shorter boy raised his voice sharply: "Where can we go but here? Weren't we born to work here?"

Shi Qing looked at him, and suddenly a bad premonition rose up.

He passed these people and strode forward. Every five or six hundred meters, there was a guardian similar to Huang Sanbian. The difference between them and the miners was that there was no sign between their foreheads.

Caught a man in yellow, Shi Qing's voice was frosty: "Tell me, where is this place?"

The eyes of the man in yellow first fell on Shi Qing's forehead, and after seeing it clearly, his anger rose, and he was about to curse.

Divine Consciousness was released, Shi Qing's black eyes were haunted by a swirl of delusions, the man in yellow looked at it blankly, and then began to speak obediently.

"This is the No. 8908 mine of the Mia Empire, with a daily output of 100,000 tons of mine, covering an area..." After the lengthy introduction to the mine, the last sentence made Shi Qing's pupils tighten, "There are a total of 239,000 black replicators. One thousand six hundred and fifty-eight people."

clone? !

Black replicants

Shi Qing guided him to speak, and it was only at this moment that he really knew the specific situation of this world.

Replicants are far less beautiful than he imagined.

The research and development of this technology has made up for the declining fertility rate of human beings year by year. The available labor force has expanded wildly again, and more and more resources can be mined. The society is developing rapidly, and people's lives are getting better and better, but the other side of the world is also getting darker.

The replication technology has developed to this day and is very mature.

Almost every human being can copy their own body at will. The operation is simple and the cost is extremely low, but it is quite useful.

The grading system for replicants is also very strict.

White is the most respected, followed by yellow, and then red, green, blue, and purple, and black is the lowest replicator.

Duplicants have inverted pentagrams between their eyebrows, and the so-called color classification is the color of the pentagram.

White clones are completely attached to the master and are the right-hand man of the master. They share their memories and experiences with the master every day, and are generally used for more important and personal work.

Yellow clones are second only to white, and most of them are used for learning and recording. They are decent. Although they do not follow their masters all the time like whites, they are better than being able to integrate with their masters every week. The masters need what they have learned.

Red, green, blue and purple will be lowered in turn. Red will have some expatriate tasks. Green and blue will cost very little. Generally, they stay at home to do trivial chores such as housework. Purple is a level that ordinary civilians can copy at will. Slightly lower, will do some street-sweeping work.

Black replicants, on the other hand, have an unimaginably low cost, have strength, and can endure hardships, but their intelligence is extremely low, and they are not suitable for any logical work. All they can do is hard labor.

Black replicants are not human because they were created and thrown into the dirtiest places to do the hardest jobs.

They were born, but never saw their master, and were discarded.

And until death, it is impossible to merge with the master, and no human will want the dirty, boring, or even suffocating memory of the black replicator.

So black replicants have no past, no future, they don't even know who they are.

Does it exist

Unable to blend with their masters, they would not be human, empty with independent consciousness, but without any sense of existence.

No one sees them as human, cheap, ignorant, or even ignorant, and not even their masters would want to see their own black replicants.

They were born because the owner needed to sell them for money.

The reason they exist is to undertake these hard and tiring jobs.

But until they die, they have nothing.

Just like the old man just now, he turned into a puff of smoke and completely disappeared from the world.

Shi Qing saw himself in the eyes of the man in yellow, and saw the black pentagram with a strong irony on his eyebrows.

clone

Why would he be a replicator

Suddenly, he remembered the first time, when he just crossed over, he was dazed.

Is he really copied

And now, is he a clone of himself

It's ridiculous!

Shi Qing was stunned for a while, and the expansion of his consciousness made him see very clearly that abuse and death were being staged all the time in this mine.

The dead black replicator turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished lightly, and the guardian's indifferent face showed no pity, which, of course, made one's heart chill.

This world is so abnormal.

Shi Qing retracted his thoughts and gradually calmed down.

Slowly, he calmed down the wind and waves in his chest and had his own opinion.

Black replicants, whether they are human or not, they are all living beings.

And all lives deserve the respect they deserve.

This mine is code-named 8908. He doesn't know how many places like this exist in this world, but now that he sees one, he needs to solve it.

The mine is huge, with so many black replicants and a large number of humans guarding it.

But these human beings are ordinary people, let alone thousands, even if they are tens of thousands, Shi Qing can't see them.

However, he will not start killing people. Although these people have countless murder cases on their bodies, Shi Qing does not think that he is a law enforcer. He just wants to liberate this place.

When the consciousness was released, Shi Qing closed his eyes, the pressure suddenly surged, and quickly enveloped everything in it. It was a waste of time to destroy such scattered places one by one.

There was almost no resistance at all. Under such a powerful aura, all the supervisors of the 8908 mine passed out.

The exhausted replicants were all stunned.

Then a clear, low voice between a teenager and a young man sounded above their heads.

Descends from the sky like a god.

"Leave here and choose your own life, whether you live or die, it's all up to you!"

After a brief silence, there was total chaos!

Shi Qing used his spiritual sense to check them one by one. He couldn't control the final effect. He opened the door and showed them the way to go out. Whether they can move forward is up to them.

Withdrew his consciousness, Shi Qing looked at the dozen or so teenagers beside him.

The eyes of the teenagers are mixed with fear and awe. Such a powerful force is almost unheard of. Not to mention that this is a low-level black replicator, even the most advanced human beings can never have such ability.

He is simply... a god only in legends.

The God who came down from the sky to save the world!

The teenagers all knelt down in a panic, and kept kowtowing because of their timidity.

Shi Qing looked at it and didn't stop them. There were some things that couldn't be explained and didn't need to be explained, but he finally relented and took out a lot of food from the wristband and put it on the ground.

Then, without saying anything, he turned and left.

He wants to find Qin Mo, and he misses him very much.

The uneasiness in my heart gradually expanded because of the mark on the forehead.

Replicant, is he really a replicator

Then he... where is he

After leaving the mine, he flew with his sword and consumed a lot of spiritual power to maintain the high spread of his consciousness, so that he could find Qin Mo in the shortest time.

It took ten days to travel halfway across the continent.

He encountered dozens of mines, hundreds of farms... and saw countless black replicants.

He did the same and opened the door, causing unprecedented chaos.

Just when Shi Qing thought he was going to search the world, a familiar fluctuation appeared.

His heart was suddenly caught, he felt it, and finally felt Qin Mo's breath.

The excitement in his heart was indescribable, and Shi Qing almost rushed over.

The moment he saw Qin Mo, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and the haze of so many days seemed to be swept away.

But when it was only five steps away, Shi Qing stopped.

Beside Qin Mo... there is a person.

A man exactly like him.

The only difference is that the eyebrows of the 'Shi Qing' are smooth without any marks.

At that moment, Shi Qing felt that his heart stopped.