Rust - Chapter 648
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RUST -648
This is amazing.
Maru examined the bridge formed by the delicate vines. No matter how he looked at it, it was definitely a round arch shape.
“Hmm- a vine that understands what you say.”
Even the small leaves tremble at Maru’s soliloquy.
“Does he understand what I say?”
“Huh? I’m not sure. It’s different from the crows and wolves.”
“It’s a hypothesis, but I think it responds to mental waves or brain waves. There have been similar cases in plant studies.”
According to Na Ju-yeon’s hypothesis, this vine could be said to understand the mental waves and brain waves that come out when humans speak.
“How can you understand without a brain? It’s amazing in many ways.”
“I think that’s the mystery of life.”
Na Ju-yeon’s gaze turned to the floor.
If we’re talking about the pinnacle of mystery, wouldn’t this person be it?
Not only did her potion, which was supposed to be absolutely effective, not work, but her psychic abilities also didn’t work. As a result of checking with crows and wolves, even though she wasn’t a nurse, she was able to communicate with animals.
Even now, when he sees the vines taking the shape he wants, perhaps his very existence is a mystery.
An entity that will never end no matter how much you explore it. Na Ju-yeon continued her story as she reflected on what needed to be added to Mayenshi 4.0.
“There was a study published in France. It was about a man who had 90% of his brain missing, but he lived a normal life as the head of a household and the father of two daughters. There was also a case where a plant found the culprit who killed its owner. There was also an experiment to see if plants can remember and understand in a different way than animals.”
“So you’re saying that a brainless weed bitch has thoughts?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“···Then maybe the half-open safe was a trap set by these people.”
Kim Yang recalled when he entered the IMF building. Someone must have opened the safe and gone in. If so, they should have taken out gold bars, but there were no gold bars on the floor.
‘I guess that means the weed bitch hit the person who opened the safe and went in.’
If you’re going to make the decision to follow your prey, you’re going to be picky about weeds. Maru, who was thinking quietly, said.
“If you can think and move with or without a brain, can you train it?”
“Training?”
“Huh? If it’s training···.”
If I could train them, I thought they would be good to use on the outer village walls.
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In New York, a ‘fuck you’ guy arrived in Montreal. He was planning to go straight to Ottawa, where the Governor General’s residence is, but there were a lot of problems in Montreal.
“So what is the most serious problem?”
[Conflict between the women in Montreal and those transported from France.]
The story of the conflict between the women rescued from the cannibal lunch box in France and the women of Montreal. Ki-soon thought that the people of Montreal were vulgar.
Strictly speaking, the natives living in Montreal were only 20 to 30 percent at best. The rest were refugees from the southern part of Montreal, toward the Empire.
They’ve only been here for a few months, and they’re having a conflict with women who are mentally struggling after experiencing hardships in France. Isn’t it something they can just compromise with each other?
“What is the reason?”
[There is oversupply.]
At the assistant AI’s answer, Ki-sun thought for a moment, ‘Oversupply? What does that mean?’
“···Are you saying that there is an oversupply of women?”
[Yes, the most stable industry in Montreal right now is the sex industry.]
Ki-soon just let out an exclamation of ‘I’m going crazy.’ As the situation became more serious and the end drew near, men with something to protect tended to die first.
Men who have something to protect, like a wife, children, parents, and lovers. After they die, naturally, women, children, and the elderly are left behind.
And the elderly were less able to withstand the aftereffects of viral infection, weakened immune systems and extreme climate change.
The majority of those living in Montreal were women and children. Unfortunately, these women who had lost their lovers or husbands were left with little to do.
Unlike Detroit, Montreal’s industrial system was completely broken. They had to make a living through rationing, but it was hard to get anything more than that.
And in Detroit there were new products, better housing, and the Ark Tower, the residence of Tsar Vladimir Kalin.
Women who wanted more than just rations, women who wanted to live a little more affluently, women who wanted to give better things to their children, wanted Detroit’s new products by any means necessary, and they dreamed of going to Detroit.
In the meantime, as the need for Montreal’s defense grew, many returned soldiers were deployed and even mercenaries came in, so the industry had no choice but to turn around.
Here, the French beauties that the cannibals had carefully selected to be eaten had arrived in numbers close to ten thousand. These French beauties even showed mild symptoms of PTSD, arousing a desire to protect them.
“So how serious is it?”
[There were 136 murders and 955 violent crimes during the two weeks. There were 84 arson incidents.]
“Crazy. Could it be that a gang or a cartel is in there?”
[There is no evidence of organized crime, such as gangs, mafia, or cartels, being involved. Based on current information, it is likely that women are acting in a group.]
The situation is that two or three years have passed since the economy collapsed. In just that amount of time, people have become poisonous. The experience of life and death being divided by a single sheet of cloth or a single piece of bread was shared by both men and women.
The women who experienced that having their rice bowls taken away meant starvation and death were terrified.
‘That guy Maru must know the situation too.’
There was no separate conversation. Canada said to take care of it on its own.
“I’m going crazy.”
Well, if you think about it, Detroit was just too sacred. This was normal. It was a common occurrence when the system and economy collapsed.
It was no different from what happened in Venezuela, Argentina and Greece, where their economies suddenly collapsed.
“They say they’re starting a reporting system for related industries. Anyone who trades without reporting will be punished. They’ll punish the guy who buys the girl who sells the girl, and the girl who buys the girl who sells the girl, all the same.”
[I have prepared a standard enforcement ordinance. Please check it and we will announce it right away.]
Ki-sun was impressed after checking the enforcement ordinance that the assistant AI had created as a document. The assistant AI’s processing method and speed were getting better and better.
“Isn’t that great?”
[Don’t mention it.]
“Please announce it as is and ask for management.”
[I will do that.]
It was thought that order would be restored in Montreal with the help of the assistant AI, but things did not go so easily.
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A small crack started at the terminal that was issued.
“Have you seen the terminal? It can send text messages and upload photos.”
“I was really touched when I received this. I almost cried.”
“It brings back old memories.”
“In many ways, that is true.”
The same goes for the terminal, and the platform for uploading text messages and photos.
“Is this something only people who have added me as a friend can see?”
“I think so.”
“It’s a bit of a shame. If it were like before, I would have uploaded videos and lots of photos.”
“But where is this? Even if there is a capacity limit, it’s really fortunate.”
“It’s hard to make phone calls, but just being able to text my friend in Toronto makes me feel alive.”
“By the way, are you saying that phone calls are really difficult?”
“According to what my friend in the military said, yes. What did he say? He said it wouldn’t be easy because of radio interference or jamming.”
“Okay. Since when did you start calling so much?”
“Back in the days when there were no telephones, everyone wrote letters. Letters.”
“The letter is bullshit.”
It would have been okay if the Holy Kingdom had not provided personal terminals or recreated a platform that could be used like SNS.
“Have you seen the Detroit Department Store catalog? The new items are really pretty.”
“I saw it, but it wasn’t new. It looked like it was from two years ago.”
“really?”
“But I said that luxury goods can’t be imported anymore. That’s true, though.”
“Why can’t we import it by airship?”
“Look at those French bitches. They have crazy eyes. Why else would they come here?”
“Italian is good too, not French.”
“They say Italy has been swept away by the Chinese.”
“Ah, I want to live in Detroit too. Without worrying about monsters.”
“You can only move your residence within Canadian territory.”
“Who the hell made that law?”
“The legislature must have made it.”
Unfortunately, as the image of Detroit with its new technology became known, there was talk of a growing sense of relative deprivation among residents in other areas.
Although they escaped the worst of situations, such as starving to death, freezing to death, and becoming food for mutated monsters, humans were not content beings.
“There is a lot of dissatisfaction, especially in Montreal.”
The PD who organized the data sent by Ki-sun said.
“Because you’re full. Because you’re full. You want to live off of food, so you’re putting dog oil on your face, right?”
Kim said with shining eyes that it would be more productive to take a quick trip to London instead of worrying about those kinds of things.
Maru, who was quietly looking away from Kim Yang’s gaze that was shining brightly in gold, changed the subject.
“How’s the vine? How was the training?”
“yes.”
“yes.”
Na Ju-yeon and the nurse answered. The vine adapted better than expected.
The only problem was that it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.
That part didn’t matter because it was for security purposes.
There was no reason to watch those who came and went through the main gate.
“It doesn’t matter. It will increase the number quickly, right?”
Maru planned to use the vines to reinforce the walls of the outlying stronghold towns, as well as the cities that were undergoing fortification.
“Once the seedlings grow to a sufficient size, we will start from Montreal and then move towards Canada.”
Montreal was chosen as the first city to build a vine wall.
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Even in the bitter cold of below -40 degrees Celsius, the vines, which received ample nutrients, grew in an instant, turning the gray walls and buildings green.
Montrealers were busy taking pictures of the vivid green feast contrasting with the white snow. And that night.
People wrapped in winter clothes climbed over the wall through a hole.
“How about taking this too?”
“It must be valuable because it is a plant that grows even in this kind of weather.”
“Then why are you talking so much when you just dug up a few roots?”
Some of the mercenaries were fed up with Montreal. While the Empire and the Confederacy rewarded the highly skilled with high-paying professional positions, the Holy Kingdom felt like a poor place to be treated.
Even though dissatisfaction with the treatment was growing, even the women were in an uproar.
Don’t you compare the returning soldiers to mercenaries? Don’t you try to use love and marriage as weapons? Even to the point of being sticky and aiming for your wallet. But the laws of the Holy Kingdom were too sharp for you to do as you please.
For mercenaries, Montreal was nothing more than a city where they had to wait and die. A city where they had to live while killing their temper.
So, why don’t you settle down in the Empire instead? They say there’s a lot of demand for capable people in the Empire.
Agree. But if we go officially, they’ll take a lot of taxes, so let’s go out secretly through the back door. That’s how it happened, but that was the cause of the trouble.
“Arm! Arm! In my arm!”
“Surrender! Surrender!”
Before they knew it, the vines had dug into their arms and wrapped around their ankles, slowly weaving their delicate branches into the bodies of the mercenaries and women.
Kkaaaak!
Kkaaaak!
The next day, on one side of the Montreal ramparts.
People, slowly withering away, hung like fruits on the tips of fresh, blue vines.
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Dick Herold, having destroyed the mansion, led his band of mercenaries towards southeastern France.
The airship continued to carry civilians, but people who had been hiding here and there joined in, so the group still remained large.
“So where are you going?”
“Switzerland. Zurich.”
To get out of this fucking wandering life, I had to earn some merit. A big one at that.