"On the ninth day..." Aaron felt a cold sweat running down the back of his neck, "Besides me, have you seen any of my companions?"

Mr. Hong didn't say anything, just shook his head.

"!" Aaron stood there as if struck by lightning. He had thought about this result, but he still could not accept it becoming a reality.

"Things may not develop into the worst outcome. If it does, you have to remember that you are not the only one who has lost something." Mr. Hong looked at Aaron calmly, his voice as steady as tea in a purple clay pot.

"...What's going on outside now?" Aaron took a deep breath to temporarily calm down, and then he steeled himself and asked Hong Ye.

"I don't know, everything is uncertain now." Mr. Hong shook his head with a wry smile, "The only thing that is certain is that nine days ago, shortly after you entered the underground, nearly half of the world's prosthetics lost control at the same time.

A controlled area like District 9 is still a safe area outside, and all the out-of-control prosthetics will start attacking everyone around them indiscriminately at the moment they lose control."

"What didn't the government do?" Aaron frowned. The existence of the virus should have been reported to the Ministry of Emergency Situations.

"The riot in the safe zone was suppressed by the military immediately, at least that's what the outside news reported. Then the army imposed martial law on all major cities in the federation and arrested everyone with modified prosthetics. However, for nine days, they were

We people in the control area do not exist." Mr. Hong's voice was still calm, but a little resentment could also be heard.

"The army..." Aaron noticed something strange in the information provided by Mr. Hong.

"You are very perceptive. The work of a big city under martial law should have been left to the Ministry of Emergency Situations. People have had enough of the war and no longer want to see automatic weapons roaming the streets." Even though he is dozens of years older than him,

Years old, Hong Ye's reaction was no slower than Aaron's.

"Why should it be handed over to the military?" Aaron felt stupid after blurting out this sentence, asking a prosthetist in the 9th District a question that even high-level government officials may not understand?

"For some reason, the Ministry of Emergency Situations does not have the ability to complete this task, or does the government think that handing over this task to the Ministry of Emergency Situations may cause bigger problems?" Unexpectedly, Mr. Hong gave a fairly reliable guess.

"Maybe you are right." Aaron glanced at the other party in surprise, "Where is the inside of District 9? How are the losses? Is the situation under control?"

"Get up and see for yourself." Mr. Hong did not answer, but just gave him some space to get up.

This is probably not the clinic I went to before. It is too crowded and chaotic. Hospital beds and medical equipment are everywhere. Patients with missing arms and legs are either unconscious or looking at the ceiling with dull eyes. They are excessively

The silence made Aaron feel creepy. It must have been some horrific experience that made these sober wounded soldiers suppress their voices deliberately.

"Are they all prosthetic implanters?" Aaron looked back and asked.

"No, we have no suitable way to help the disabled now. We can only let them maintain their disability." Mr. Hong replied in a deep voice.

Aaron was speechless. Yes, for these poor people, prosthetic technology is the only solution to allow people to live a normal life. However, the virus that specifically targets prosthetic implanters has blocked this road.

Did they do something wrong? These people are just poor people trying to live a better life. Why should they be targeted like this?

"Perhaps in the eyes of some people, being different from them is a sin." Mr. Hong sighed deeply as he looked at the patients in the chaotic ward.

"Government assistance has stopped?" Logically speaking, the government should organize rescue and help for the victims, but now local doctors like Hong Ye are doing this. Aaron has to suspect that the government has completely given up on this area.

place.

"People outside are targeting us, thinking that we launched this attack. Obviously we have suffered much greater damage than them." Mr. Hong nodded.

"Without help, we won't be able to survive here for long." Aaron couldn't imagine how the people in District 9 felt now. It would be no exaggeration to say that their situation was desperate.

"We are tougher than we look." Mr. Hong just smiled.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Aaron asked.

"You want to stay?" Mr. Hong raised his head and looked at him.

"My colleagues are still here and their lives are unknown. I want to stay and look for them. This will definitely require the help of the locals, so the best way to help them is to help you first." Aaron answered bluntly.

"It seems that you already understand the rules of District 9." Mr. Hong nodded, "Yu Wanzhi is outside, go and ask him."

"Thank you, Mr. Hong." Aaron thanked him and walked towards the only entrance to the ward.

The outside of the ward looks like a world war has just happened. There are holes everywhere in the surrounding walls. Half of the building not far away has collapsed. It may have been bombarded by heavy weapons. The concrete floor at the entrance

There is a layer of black stuff on it, which may be the dried marks accumulated from the blood of the wounded who were transported in during the journey.

"Da Fei and Lao San haven't come back yet?" I was looking for traces of Yu Wan Zhi when I suddenly heard his voice coming from behind, his tone was tired and anxious.

"No, maybe something bad happened. It's so chaotic outside now." Aaron also heard another voice, it should be Brother Chen who is in charge of the underground market.

Aaron followed the sound and walked over, suddenly feeling embarrassed to see Yu Wanzhi who believed in and entrusted him.

"Officer Chen, you're finally awake." Before Aaron could say anything, he was noticed by Yu Wanzhi, "This is the good news I've gotten in the past few days."

"Sorry, I couldn't stop this." Aaron lowered his head and whispered.

"I don't blame you." Yu Wanzhi reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "How can a guy who can cause such a big thing be dealt with by just a few policemen? If you can come back alive, you are considered lucky. Besides, you don't owe anything.

our."

"Thank you." Aaron was very touched by his simple words, and he was already mentally prepared to be ridiculed by the other party.

"Why are you thanking me? It's not me who brought you back." Yu Wanzhi smiled, "What are Officer Chen's plans? If you leave here, I can try to contact the district chief for you, but I really can't come up with it now.

I will escort you out."

"I want to stay here and find my colleagues. Is there anything I can do to help?" Aaron shook his head and asked directly.

"That's it." Yu Wanzhi said nothing knowingly, "It's always a good thing to have more people helping, and we are indeed in a bad situation now."

"What's the specific situation?" Aaron asked.

"This location is now one of my warehouses. Several gangs that can still maintain their organization have gathered the wounded and rescued materials here, and then send search teams out every day to search for personnel and supplies." Yu Wanzhi briefly introduced.

"However, the situation of the search teams sent out is getting worse and worse. One team disappeared completely the day before yesterday, and another team failed to come back on time yesterday."

"The situation outside is still very bad?" Although nine days have passed, the maintenance function of the prosthetics is much longer than that of normal people. If the out-of-control prosthetics cannot be eliminated or rescued, they will become active killing machines.

"This is all thanks to our magnanimous government." Brother Chen next to him suddenly sneered, "Do you know what these guys did when we needed help the most?"

"Could they..." A very bad idea suddenly popped into Aaron's mind, and he could only hope that this idea would not come true.

"Yes, that's what you think." Brother Chen's smile became even colder, "They dropped a large number of armed drones into District 9. These gadgets are as dangerous as those out-of-control prosthetic implants.
Chapter completed!