"Currently we have learned that among the abnormal community members who are against [Section 13], the most radical ones have direct contact with [Red Branch]. Every time they act, they are followed by at least one [Red Branch].

Branch] members.”

After Wendell controlled his emotions a little, he brought the topic back to the topic again.

"This combination seems to have been fixed. We found that every [Red Branch] member will regularly follow these abnormal community members who create panic. These guys are most likely the employers of [Red Branch].

"

After listening to Wendel's words, Xia Xiu couldn't help but ask:

"Who is the [Red Branch] member following Elian?"

Wendell looked at the young man with blond hair and golden eyes who asked the question. He took out a photo from the file in his hand and pinned the photo on the whiteboard with a thumbtack.

"The Rat King O'Brien."

The blond young man squinted his eyes and stared at the person in the photo: O'Brien is a handsome middle-aged man with lush blond hair mixed with some white hair. The man in the photo overall gives the impression of being gentle and elegant.

.

The target has appeared. Xia Xiu secretly thought in his heart.

Wendell continued the theme of the meeting.

"We no longer want to tolerate what the anomalous community led by Elian has done."

Wendell said with a gloomy expression:

"Now is a necessary moment, and we are allowed to take some more radical measures."

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The meeting lasted for almost an hour.

When the meeting ended, Xia Xiu left the meeting room alone.

When Xia Xiu walked out of the basement of [Thirteenth Section: Foreign Affairs Department] and came to the gallery door on the surface, he saw Wendel puffing away at the white stone pillar in the distance. The other party seemed to have noticed his gaze.

, so the sight distance was also shifted.

"Captain Wendell, you seem to have been waiting for me here for a long time." Xia Xiu came to the other party and said to him with a smile.

"Want one?"

Wendel took out his cigarette case, shook out a cigarette and handed it to Xia Xiu.

"No, thank you."

Facing the blond young man's rejection, Wendell didn't care. He continued to puff on the cigarette in his mouth.

"Captain Wendell, you're waiting for me here and you probably don't just want to ask me about boring topics like whether I smoke or not. If I'm not wrong, you have some information you want to tell me." Xia Xiu

He squinted his golden eyes and stared at the middle-aged man surrounded by smoke in front of him.

Wendell once said in the conference room that some radical measures can be taken, but he did not describe the degree of radicalness in detail, so the appropriateness needs to be controlled by the individual himself.

[Thirteenth Section] has more or less internal connections with the abnormal community, and as a member of the Heavenly Kingdom pedigree, he will not act as timidly as [Thirteenth Section], so he is in Wendell's eyes

It should be the best "revenge prop".

Xia Xiu can guess Wendel's heart, and Wendel never intends to hide his intention to "use" Xia Xiu.

"The Mitte district in Berlin is the place where the abnormal community gathers the most, especially the Linden Street in this district, which is the favorite of the abnormal community members. You should know about [Artificial Humans] and [Reality Projection Writing], right?

?”

Xia Xiu nodded noncommittally, of course he knew this.

[Artificial Human] Of course, there is no need to say anything more. You know what this thing is from the literal meaning. The Sarkic BIO can also be regarded as a kind of [Artificial Human] technology to a certain extent.

[Artificial human] technology is a regulatory technology, which can easily lead to many complex moral and ethical issues.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this kind of control actually does not have much effect.

Not to mention the BIO technology of the Sarkic lineage, there are still many [artificial human] products on the extraordinary market today.

Many of those abnormal artists are enthusiastic fans of this technology.

As for the other technique Wendel mentioned [realistic writing], Xia Xiu had seen it in the core paper journal of Luyuan.

[Reality projection writing] is also a meme-like application technique to a certain extent. Its function is to write virtual personalities for virtual creations.

For example, the [artificial human] product mentioned above.

Most [artificial human] products only have the appearance of a human being, but do not have a soul.

Unless they are high-end works created through the [Philosopher's Stone], the intelligence level and behavioral logic of most [Artificial Humans] will be very mechanical and rigid.

[Realistic casting writing] is a special technology created by some abnormal artists in order to create a lifelike and perfect version of the doll. By setting the [character design], and then using special technology to invest the virtual personality into the [artificial human]

, in this way, you can create "husbands/wives" that match your XP.

Hmm, it sounds much more advanced than the "automatic dolls" made by the old woman of Kladashina.

"There are a lot of guys who are unhappy in reality and like this kind of thing. This is a subculture belonging to the younger generation of abnormal people under the curtain." Wendel expressed his disdain in front of Xia Xiu without any concealment.

"After [reality projection writing] became popular, cats and dogs all tried to add stuff to the Berlin area. None of these things can escape normal society, but they will cause us a lot of unnecessary trouble." Wendell spat.

Yan Yan continued to talk to Xia Xiu.

Xia Xiu shrugged and expressed his opinion to Wendel with a smile.

"Most of the [artificial human] products implanted with virtual personalities will become abnormally decayed within seven days once they are activated. This is an extraordinary iron rule. It is the authority of gods to create lives with souls out of thin air. Those subculture people

They are just some smart toys, otherwise the subculture under these curtains will never be able to survive."

"Captain Wendell, if you came to me to discuss issues related to the subculture of young people in the new generation of abnormal communities under the curtain, then I can only say sorry to you. I am neutral towards this subculture.

Yes, as long as there is no clear instruction from above to intervene, I will not cross the line to interfere with these subcultures."

Wendel was not surprised by Xia Xiu's answer. He continued to speak to Xia Xiu:

"O'Brien is a master of [realistic projection writing]. We know that he has a special [module] called [Doublethink]. This [module] can make the enemy accept two contradictory thoughts at the same time.

An act of belief, in other words, this is an alternative [reality control technique] through which he can temporarily control the actions of others."

"And if this technique is applied to the hands of an [artificial human], he will be able to create a more agile combat doll."

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, the blond young man began to narrow his golden eyes slightly. He stared at Wendell's amber eyes full of cunning.

The blond young man smiled brightly and replied to the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Captain Wendell, you are also very sharp."

Since Xia Xiu entered the conference room of [Thirteenth Section], he has never concealed his interest in the members of [Red Branch], especially his interest in [Rat King O'Brien], and Wendell came here this time

Come and do what you like.

"O'Brien and Elian most likely hang out near Linden Street, and those young people from the abnormal community who like subculture more or less know O'Brien's clues, but those young people are like thorns. If they want to

Getting information from them can be difficult."

Wendell had made no secret of his desire to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but Xia Xiu bit the middle-aged man in front of him without hesitation. After all, his primary target on this trip was O'Brien.

.

"Thank you for the information you provided, I will let those thorny heads quiet down for a while."

The blond young man pressed the top hat on his head and said with a smile.

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Mitte, Lindenstrasse.

A huge orange cloud, full and wanton, almost filling half of the sky, like a cotton field with a rich harvest, each cotton flower is decorated with a gorgeous golden edge, and a huge and quiet wildfire

It is slowly spreading in the fields.

High-rise buildings stand on both sides of Bodhi Tree Street. Various colorful special Meimei paintings that can only be seen by extraordinary people fill the original white and gray plain color of the buildings. These buildings contain well-known anomalous community enterprise clusters.

Here, you can see the various activities of members of the abnormal community.

Believers of the [Gear Orthodox Church] (non-wild believers of the Daevite Empire) gather to meditate, upload each other's consciousness to the genealogy think tank terminal they built to communicate with soul data, and express their high respect for the great god [McCaan], but

It looks like a drug addict who is high on drugs; or fans of [Vortex Music] mix classic and modern music to make electronic music to preach and preach. The noisy electronic music is played in an arrogant and abnormal manner.

spreading.

Performance artists among abnormal artists perform bloodletting rituals in dark corners. This kind of personal behavior that flaunts oneself is very popular among the younger generation of abnormal community members behind the curtain.

Abnormal sculptors are providing the young people wandering here with images of tattoos contaminated by Meme. Most of these tattoos contain uncivilized insults, and some have provocative patterns that challenge the giants of normality: such as black angels.

Wings, the angel who was crucified upside down, with a flaming skull, raised a sickle to kill the angel...

In Bodhi Tree Street, these believers and enthusiasts of various abnormal religions who were suppressed by the Kingdom of Heaven in normal society were finally able to express their enthusiasm and respect for the things they believed in with an almost unscrupulous attitude.

"Brother, do you sell this mask?"

A young man from an abnormal community with a colorful cockscomb haircut, wearing white short-sleeves, and a moving flower arm tattoo engraved on his exposed arm stopped a "weird" person in front of him.

Bryce licked his studded lips and stared at the tall man in front of him unscrupulously: The man in front of him was wearing a black windbreaker with a white lining and a black hat on his head.

A top hat, and a mask with special symbols on its face.
To be continued...