In the room, Brother Ji clung to Fang Weiss's shoulders and laughed loudly, "How are you doing lately?"
"I need you to do me a favor." Fang Weiss felt a little guilty. After all, he was the one who installed Brother Ji's mechanical prosthesis. Although the workmanship was fine on the surface, there were actually some leftovers.
But Fangweis's material selection and craftsmanship are indeed excellent. Even if it is made by cutting corners, customers will be very satisfied.
"What? I can't hear clearly." Brother Ji stretched out his ears.
"I need an identity bracelet," Fang Weiss said truthfully. He knew Brother Ji had a way to get it.
"Oh oh oh, ok, ok," Chicken Brother shook his head and asked, "How new do you want it to be?"
"I'm not kidding," Fang Weiss said anxiously, "Don't worry, I promise you, I promise to be an Ex Machina for you."
"That's great." Brother Ji burst into laughter, looked at Fang Weiss and said, "That's great."
"Okay, let me ask you a question," Brother Ji said, hugging Fang Weiss's neck, "Do you know how many idiots come here to ask me for help?"
"One moment they ask me for this, and the next they buy me that. Why should I give it or sell it?" Brother Ji said solemnly, staring into Fang Weiss's eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Weiss took out a steel awl from his lower back and pressed it against Brother Ji's neck, "I've done so many things for you and risked my life. Just for this reason, you should give me your bracelet!" "
"Fang! Fang! Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Brother Ji's Black Tower bodyguards didn't dare to step forward rashly when they saw the scene in front of them.
"Okay, come on, poke it in, I'll die and you won't be able to get out," Chicken Brother said with an indifferent expression.
"I don't care, anyway, I have a terminal illness, and I will die sooner or later!" Fang Weisi looked at Brother Chicken with an indifferent expression, with the aura of risking his life for his life.
"Are you really about to die?" Brother Ji felt a little guilty. Everyone was on the road. No one was more afraid of anyone than ruthless people, but ruthless people were also afraid of their own lives.
"What do you think, bastard!" As he said this, Fang Weiss lifted up the clothes around his waist, revealing his lower back, which was full of pinholes and was already turning blue.
"Okay, I understand, you can put this thing down." Brother Ji completely believed what Fang Weiss said, he pointed to the awl on his neck and said.
"Listen, the identity bracelet is different from other things. The nanochip inside it is the most core part. You know this," Brother Ji glanced at Fang Weiss and said.
"What do you mean, haven't you bought from outside before?" Fang Weiss stared at Brother Chicken with a wary expression.
"That bastard Jacob, you tell me everything!" Brother Ji secretly said something and then explained to Fang Weiss, "To tell you the truth, I send people to purchase this chip from Area A1 every time."
"Area A1? How is it possible? Area A1 is surrounded by a steel city wall and there are mechanical soldier handles around it. How can it be possible to get in?" Fang Weiss frowned.
"Of course I have my own channels, but the people I sent out these two times didn't come back. Something must have happened." Brother Ji paced back and forth in the room anxiously.
"You asked me for an identity bracelet. It's not that I won't give it to you, but I can't give it to you." As he said that, Brother Ji's mind was spinning. He turned back to Fang Weiss and said, "I can tell you how to get to Area A1. You can give it to me." Bring me something back”
"Why should I help you?" Fang Weiss looked at Brother Ji indifferently.
"Aren't you suffering from a terminal illness? The medical bed in area A1 can treat your disease, and you are the most suitable candidate! Yes, you are the most suitable!" Brother Ji cried with joy, because not everyone can go to area A.
In Zone 1, the person who goes must be a smart, bold and careful person.
Not everyone has the courage to take a trip. In Brother Ji's heart, Fang Weiss is definitely the best choice in terms of skill and intelligence.
Fang Weiss no longer knew how he got out of Brother Chicken. He looked at the card in his hand. This was a work card for Area A1.
Since two hundred years ago, Area A1 has become a gathering place for Class A and Class B citizens, and a large number of Class C and Class D citizens have been driven out of Area A1.
The Administrative Office has gathered all the resources of the living area to build Area A1 into a paradise for the wealthy. It has the most advanced medical facilities, the highest quality educational resources, beautiful green environment and high-end living standards. Garden of Eden.
As the Administrative Office has made every effort to build the A1 wealthy area, the development of the other six civilian areas has gradually declined, and it has gradually reached the point where no one cares about it and is basically a neglected area.
Although it is said to be a no-nonsense area, there are still mechanical police here to maintain basic stability.
In the medical field, there are also hospitals and clinics purchased by the Administrative Department, but these are doctors and other positions held by C-class citizens, and there are no high-tech products like medical beds.
Therefore, Fangweisi's disease here is a terminal illness that can only be sustained by medicine, but it can indeed be cured in Area A1.
There is only one channel for the other six districts to improve their citizen level, and that is to raise their citizen level by one level by contributing five million points.
But this is almost impossible for the citizens of the other six districts, unless public officials wantonly amass money. Because a C-class citizen’s salary is less than 40,000 yuan a year, and he still doesn’t have food or drink.
Even if you can save 10,000 contribution points in a year, it will take 500 years to save 5 million contribution points.
You must know that in the past three hundred years, the highest age in civilian areas has not exceeded 120 years old. How many generations of efforts will it take to save for 500 years
Every low-level citizen who goes from a civilian area to work in a wealthy area must undergo strict scrutiny: good health, no bad records, and an education level above average.
Every citizen needs a work card to enter Area A1. This rule has never changed in three hundred years.
When he thought about what Brother Ji said after the people dispatched twice before came back, he couldn't help but feel anxious. He put his work card into his pocket and hurriedly disappeared at the end of the alleyway.
After Fang Weiss's figure disappeared at the end of the alley, a tall and slender figure walked out of the shadows at the corner of the street. Judging from her body shape, she looked like a woman. She took a deep look at the place where Fang Weiss disappeared. The figure flashed and disappeared into the alley.
After Fangweis returned to his residence, the door to the room was ajar and Zino was nowhere to be seen, but everything in the house was as before and it didn't look like it had been visited by robbers.
Fang Weiss picked up the black pendant that Zino dropped on the ground and held it tightly in his hand. Then he looked at the monitor in the corridor and saw that it had been destroyed.
The person who came here must be targeting Zino. Fang Weiss recalled what Zino had said. Her mother was taken away. Although her clothes were stained, the style did not look like something a family in a civilian area could wear. Bought.
After reacting, Fang Weiss slapped his forehead. He realized that Zino's identity must be unusual. She must be a citizen of Area A1, and the people who could take her away must be the same group of people who captured her mother.
After closing the door, Fangweis opened the operating system on the workbench and started to get busy. He was going to Area A1 early tomorrow morning, and he needed to prepare some things for himself in case of emergencies.
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A7 District Administration
Office of the Administrator.
"Lord Sanze, the girl has been found and will be sent to you tomorrow," Odamon nodded.
Although Odamon is the administrative director of District A7 and is in charge of the power of life and death in a large district, he knows very well that everything he has is just a nod from Lord Sangze.
Not long ago, his men accidentally lost this important girl. When Sangze found out, he became furious and gave him one day to find the girl.
Odamon didn't want to use the police force of the security department to search so as not to make the matter known to everyone. You must know that there are chess pieces of other forces in the entire administrative department. Every move he makes is cautious, otherwise he would not be where he is today. Location.
In desperation, he could only send his private armed forces to find the whereabouts of the girl.
Odamon was well aware of the power of his private armed forces. They were all well-trained people. He sent 10 people to find the girl, 5 of whom brought the girl back, and the other 5 were originally supposed to kill the man named The young people of Fangweisi didn't want these five people to be gone forever.
Odamon would never have thought that the five people sent to kill Fang Weiss were already dead. When the bodies of the five people were found the next day, and when he went to look for Fang Weiss, the Fang Weiss family had already disappeared. The building was empty.
Fang Weiss, who knew nothing about this, was walking towards the transportation station, which was the only transportation hub for workers from the civilian areas to the wealthy areas.
Workers are inspected by mechanical police here. After checking their identity bracelets and work cards, they are allowed to board public trains.
Fang Mobei stood in the crowd, waiting to line up for inspection. He felt a little uneasy. After all, it was his first time going to a wealthy area and he didn't know what would happen.
Just as he was lining up obediently, he saw a group of men wearing black trench coats walking not far ahead. After showing their IDs to the mechanical police around them, they looked around for something in the crowd.
"What do they do?" a skinny little man asked from the side.
"It seems like he is looking for someone," Fang Weiss said with a shrug.
Maybe gossip will never go out of style in any era. After all, it has nothing to do with yourself, and it can be regarded as a kind of pastime to chat when you are free.
"Hey, you said that in this world, evil people prevail," the skinny little man sighed.
"Brother, don't sigh, maybe you are arresting some suspect?" Fang Weiss joked and comforted.
"Maybe. Looking at this posture, I'm afraid he's guilty of something serious."
Seeing those people in black trench coats getting closer and closer, Fang Weiss wanted to crane his neck to get a better look, but he didn't want to have a strong force on his wrist and pull him backwards.
what's the situation? Fang Weiss had a question mark on his face. He subconsciously tried to break free from the restraints on his wrists, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. Instead, his wrists, which were not delicate, were held painfully.
Fang Weiss could only stumble towards the temporary shed next to him as the force pulled him.
"Who are you?" After being dragged into the shed, his wrist was released, and he raised his eyes to look at the other person.
I saw that the other party was wearing a brown cloak. Judging from the figure, she should be a woman. A pair of slender legs were looming under the cloak, and the brown Martin boots were slightly dusty.
The woman raised her hand and lifted back the cape covering her head. What came into view was a stunningly beautiful face, and Fang Weiss couldn't help but froze.
"You can call me - the Red Dust War Princess!" the woman said in a cold voice.