What happened?
The big scavenger couldn’t figure out the situation at all.
He went out for a breath of fresh air, and the doctor went crazy without any warning.
When he returned to the operating room, the berserk dic was frantically slicing the corpse with a scalpel, leaving it completely disfigured, the flesh torn into strips, the splattered blood painting him ominously and terrifyingly.
The dic’s gaze was unfocused, drooling at the corner of his mouth, muttering unintelligibly, showing symptoms of cyber psychosis.
Entities entering this state will indiscriminately attack all living beings nearby, operating all cybernetics at full power, and won’t forget combat skills due to madness, thus exhibiting much stronger fighting capabilities than normal.
And this dic, of course, wouldn’t hold back his cybernetics, his madness causing significant trouble for the scavengers, especially the big guy.
The berserk dic turned into a shadow, lunging straight at the face of the big scavenger with extraordinary speed. Before he could even react, a sharp claw pierced into his chest.
The dic’s chanical right hand had sharp surgical blades on all five fingers, capable of easily slicing through even subcutaneous armor.
But a large build not only ans weight but also implies powerful cybernetics.
The big guy grabbed the dic’s right hand, immobilizing it, and then used all his strength to pull it out from the wound, counteracting the joint, pinning him down.
"The doctor’s gone mad! Sobody kill him!"
However, cyber psychosis is inherently tricky, let alone this maniac being a dic.
They’re much better at controlling cybernetics than normal people.
The big guy didn’t have a weapon, couldn’t kill the dic.
Even with the dic’s right hand pinned to the back, the finger joints of his right hand managed a 180-degree twist, the blades quickly severing half of the big guy’s wrist, spray of white prosthetic fluid ejecting out.
The pain caused the big guy to slightly ease his hold on the dic, but even this slight lapse allowed the dic’s free right hand to sweep a blade across his neck, blood gushing from the thick throat, esophagus and muscles split, the wound even revealing white spine bone.
"Huh..."
The big guy incredulously clutched his throat and staggered back to sit on the ground, but blood kept seeping through his fingers, air entering his circulatory system, and within a re dozen seconds, his vital signs ceased.
anwhile, other scavengers had already rushed into the operating room with guns, and upon seeing the scene, cursed loudly.
"Damn it!"
Even though the dic used to be their companion, the scavengers were without hesitation when killing.
Several guns imdiately aid at the berserk dic on top of the big guy, pulled the trigger, the blazing gunfire lighting up the entire operating room, while the now deceased Tutu had already gone offline to chat on the website, awaiting a revival in two or three days, unaware of the subsequent happenings.
...
Jianxue in the cellar was still unaware that Tutu had died on the operating table due to his own chatter, still boasting to his cellmates.
"I tell you, don’t be discouraged, just one call and the brothers will arrive shortly, all the scavengers will be wiped out, surely rescue you along with ."
"One arrow pierces the cloud, thousands of troops et, you know?"
But everyone else just assud this guy was ntally ill, completely ignoring him.
Everyone knows their communication devices were destroyed, signals jamd, and yet this guy claims to have contacted friends.
Does anyone else see your friends?
But Jianxue was undeterred, instead began pacing back and forth in the cellar, looking at the sky window above, contemplating how to ascertain his exact location.
Other players were already organizing a rescue, but they couldn’t determine exactly where Jianxue was imprisoned, a matter he needed to resolve himself.
But whether shouting outside or bad-mouthing, the scavengers had no intention of even glancing over, leaving him at his wits’ end.
And the sky window was three or four ters above the ground, even with the money for limb modifications, he couldn’t possibly reach it, let alone that the window was slippery and wet, with nothing to hold onto.
As his disturbance grew louder, finally soone couldn’t bear it anymore—the one-ard man.
"Better off sitting down and resting, otherwise you’ll be subdued after a couple of days of hunger."
It’s just that he didn’t have any strength to speak so calmly, otherwise, he would’ve beaten this restless fool to death long ago.
Seeing soone finally willing to pay attention to him, Jianxue hurriedly approached the man, smiling and asking.
"Hey, buddy, do you know where we’re held?"
"Scavenger’s den."
"I’m not talking about that, I an this cellar, what floor, what location."
"How would I know?" The one-ard man leaned against the wall, perhaps stirred by Jianxue, began ranting.
"A bunch of damn bastards, can’t trust any of them, sold to scavengers when I was injured, tossed here for almost a week now, there’s surveillance above, can’t escape, I advise you to give up early."
The scavengers watch them tighter than dogs, jam communications, and shut down cybernetics.
A week ago, when he first ca, there were over ten people; now only six remain, half are newcors.
"There’s surveillance above?"
Jianxue blinked.
"Wouldn’t a hacker be able to hack in?"
"You think scavengers are fools? Or you think so elite hacker would storm a scavenger stronghold for an idiot like you?"
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