Taking the Blame

Qing Chen could easily imagine that when Yi was discovered by her brother to have online relationships with hundreds of people and couldn't explain it, she would naturally shift the blame onto him.

If it were any other kind of pot, I'd accept it; Cute and Adorable; Heart Arsonist, it's Heart Arsonist.

But the problem is, he can't handle this mess now!

This is one of the earliest demigods, okay?!

According to Yi, this demigod destroys those who upload consciousnesses every day on the internet!

This is Li Shentan, a demigod who once single-handedly withstood a million-strong Mecha Legion and lived for over a thousand years.

He was genuinely worried that the other party might kill him with a flick of their finger because he had corrupted the other party's niece.

"You must have misunderstood something. I didn't teach Yi how to have an online relationship," Qing Chen explained cautiously.

At one point, Qing Chen didn't know why, but he even felt a little nervous about meeting his parents.

"Hmm?" Li Shentan looked at Qing Chen.

Qing Chen patiently explained, "Please believe me, I really didn't teach Yi about online dating; she taught herself..."

Li Shentan said with a smile, "How could such an innocent child like Yi have learned about online dating on her own? Stop trying to make excuses, or I'll fly you like a kite in a typhoon."

Flying a human kite during a typhoon is such a bizarre thing to do. Is Yi's brother really a normal person...?

Besides.

Simple?

Is it simple?

Is the girl who calls herself "Heart Arsonist" really that naive?

Qing Chen almost thought that the "Yi" that Li Shentan mentioned was not the same person he knew.

However, he didn't dare to explain further. When he thought of Li Shentan's fighting prowess, he simply echoed, "Yes, she's very naive..."

Li Shentan put the top hat on his head. "By the way, congratulations on surviving. I originally thought you were going to die at A02 Base. You're more resilient than I thought."

"Of course, this wouldn't have been possible without Yi's help," Li Shentan said. "But you have to understand, no matter how perfectly she does these things, someone will eventually notice something. If you're Yi's friend and willing to think of her best interests, then don't let her do anything for you anymore. There are some things you don't understand yet; this is to protect her. I've already talked to her about it, and she knows what's important."

No wonder he couldn't contact Yi after leaving A02 Base; it turns out he was being disciplined by his older brother.

The reason Li Shentan appeared in front of Qing Chen was because he took control of those war robots with a single move.

Li Shentan could not let this matter continue. As Yi's elder, he naturally had to care for and protect that reckless child.

At this moment, Li Shentan said, "As Yi's friend, you can ask me a question."

Qing Chen said earnestly, "You can rest assured about that... But I'm curious about something: is the time-travel incident related to you?"

Li Shentan glanced at him. "It's relevant. It's unwise to waste such a good opportunity by asking a question that has nothing to do with your own interests. Here's a gift for you. Dafu's second condition is that you lick its forehead."

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment. He finally got the answer to this question. It was indeed related to Yi's brother.

Even Li Shutong was unaware of Dafu's second condition for being accepted.

Of course, it's not surprising that Li Shentan knew about Dafu's second containment condition, after all, he was a living fossil.

Perhaps, this Dafu was once played with by Li Shentan.

The problem is, why is Daifuku's second containment condition so strange?!

According to the habits of felines, in social cats, only the alpha can lick the heads of other cat members, which is a way of asserting dominance and status.

This feline habit may be the origin of shelter requirements.

But what normal person would lick a cat's forehead for no reason? Who discovered these containment conditions? It couldn't have been Li Shentan himself...

Qing Chen imagined the scene of the demigod Li Shentan hugging Dafu and licking his head vigorously, and suddenly felt... that it was kind of cute?

Before Qing Chen could finish thinking, the children who were distributing candy in the distance saw Li Shentan. They cheered and rushed over, surrounding Li Shentan.

The silver-haired demigod looked at the children with a warm smile.

He said, "Uncle, can you do another magic trick for us?"

"Okay!" the children said.

Li Shentan took out a deck of cards, and the cards bounced into the air one by one from his hand, burying his body with countless cards.

As all the playing cards were played, the figure in the elaborate tuxedo had vanished from sight.

Qing Chen stood rooted to the spot. This really was magic, definitely not a magic trick.

No matter how he recalls or slows down all the details, he still cannot know how Li Shentan did it.

He pondered that, according to Yi, at the end of the last human era, Li Shentan's spiritual will and the world's integration rate exceeded 70%, which led to the disintegration of his physical body and his annihilation.

The creator of One, "Zero," placed Li Shentan and One together in a sandbox, waiting for Ren Xiaosu to open it.

So what about Li Shentan's physical body now? Is it made of nanobots?

Qing Chen left in a hurry; he had many things to do that night.

As for Dafu's second containment condition, he would have to wait until he went to a deserted place before trying it.

Qing Chen always felt that Dafu would undergo amazing changes.

Just then, his phone vibrated in his pocket. "Hello."

"Is this Chen Sui? This is the Black Swan Restaurant. You passed the interview for the waiter position. Come to work tomorrow. Tell me your height and weight, and I'll have a tailor make your uniform. However, the uniform isn't free; you'll need to pay a deposit of five thousand yuan."

"OK, thanks."

Qing Chen hung up the phone. It was a restaurant in the Fourth District, which was also the place that Kamiyo Yunhe used to frequent, according to the information Shadow had given him.

This time, instead of taking the Steam Train back to the Central Plains, he turned back and headed north again, all to hunt down an A-level expert.

There are also more than seven hundred people.

Before his last time travel, Qing Chen deliberately went up to the rooftop of the highest hotel in Shinsaibashi, just to see clearly the faces that wanted to hunt him down.

Time travel is a very interesting thing. If you can't kill the prey in the Outer World, you can come to the Inner World and continue to kill it.

City 22 is the gathering place for the Time Walker controlled by the Gods. The more than 700 Time Walker have been brainwashed and live scattered throughout this city.

He practiced drawing so that his shadow could help him find these people.

Step into District 9 of City 22.

Qing Chen clearly felt as if he had entered another world, where all the buildings were covered with densely packed slogans of resistance and profanities.

The colors of this graffiti are remarkably harmonious under the blue and purple neon lights.

Before he had taken two steps, a middle-aged man asked, "Young man, are you selling your organs? You only need to sell a kidney or an eyeball, and you can get a lot of money. You can go to the casino to win back your losses, or go to the Fourth District to find the best girls. Don't worry about safety; I can give you a bionic kidney and a mechanical eye, and they'll still work perfectly."

Qing Chen looked at the middle-aged man, whose entire body was covered in inferior mechanical limbs, and whose eyes had been replaced with mechanical eyes.

Inside the chest cavity, a blue mechanical heart beat, looking particularly eerie.

On the long street, countless people resembled this middle-aged man, their expressions filled with numbness. Some had just bought Dopamine chips from a street-side shop with spare change.

In the dirty and messy alley, the sounds of customers and women haggling over prices could still be heard.

After Qing Chen transmigrated, he arrived at the prison, where Yi managed everything in an orderly manner.

After his release from prison, he was under the protection of Li Shutong, so he never actually entered the Lower Three Districts.

Therefore, he almost believed that everything he had seen was cyberpunk.

But then he realized that the Lower Three Districts, which housed 50% of the city's population, was the real cyberpunk area.

The conglomerates' control over these people is not surveillance, but rather control over their mental entertainment and lifestyle, making them unable to see the future and hope, and willingly becoming domesticated pigs.

In this place, Qing Chen, a person whose entire body is still intact, is like a living anomaly, a walking money bag.

Everyone's eyes were telling him that this was not a place for him.

Qing Chen once asked Yang Yang why she wanted to change the world.

Yang Yang said, "If you go and take a look at the Lower Three Districts, you'll understand why."

Qing Chen continued walking deeper into the District 9. A child passed by him and took the phone from his pocket.

He grasped the little boy's wrist. "Give it to me."

The little boy timidly took out his phone, and when he turned around, Qing Chen realized that even the little boy's eyes had been replaced with mechanical eyes.

The little boy's two eyes were sold by his parents.

His liver, kidneys, and heart were preserved because he was not yet an adult, not because the law protects minors, but because children's organs are not fully developed.

Qing Chen released the child's hand, letting him escape.

He walked into a building called "Dove Cage". The building had ninety floors, but the elevator had been broken for a long time and no one was repairing it. The sewers were also clogged and no one cared.

People living on high floors are unwilling to go downstairs to take out the trash, so they throw their garbage and excrement downstairs.

The building reeked of a foul stench.

The hallway was filled with loud music, and many residents had not closed their doors. As Qing Chen passed by, he could see young people dancing and gesturing wildly inside, as well as bodies intertwined.

Qing Chen opened the door to his rented room, went inside, and closed the door.

But the noise from the outside world doesn't disappear just because he closes the door; the loud music still penetrates through the walls.

In the corridor, several young people exchanged glances and approached, carrying sticks in their hands. In their eyes, Qing Chen was probably a resident of the District 5 or District 6 who had just gone bankrupt and had fallen on hard times to live in the Lower Three Districts.

But none of that matters. What matters is that Qing Chen still has intact organs.

The Federation has many elderly members of the elite class. They do not have the neuronal connection and possession technology of the Kamishiro Corporation, and nanobots are much more expensive than ordinary human organs.

Therefore, they will use the federal government's mature and advanced medical technology to get a complete set of organs transplanted.

However, a set of organs may only last for ten years, so they will have to buy a new set after ten years.