Ding——
As the door of the shop was pushed open, a soft female voice sounded.
“Welcome.”
At the same time as the sound rang, there was a beautiful face on both sides of the door, big wavy blonde hair, bright red lips, flashing smile, and a flamboyant sweetness.
But the person who opened the door did not look at this beautiful face much. Instead, he frowned and yelled at the counter: “Xilin, let Old Devon change this face. How many years Up!”
The young man behind the counter with a wine bottle shrugged, “No way, the boss likes it.”
“Come on, it’s harder to make old Devon welcome the video than to quit gambling.” Some people in the bar laughed loudly and shouted.
As the dream lover of men on the entire planet thirty years ago, the face on the door really fascinated many people. Time is the cruelest killer. The beauty is easy to grow old, but this killer has not had time to act. This beautiful singer and screen lover died because of the failure of genetic transformation. In the first ten years, there were indeed many people who put this beautiful singer’s holographic image and electronic pictorial in the room. But after all, thirty years have passed, the tide has risen and fallen, and the new beauty has obliterated the lost beauty, and not many people are willing to look back on the illusions that no longer existed in the past.
Of course, the owner of this bar, Old Devon, is a long-time lover. Even though it has been thirty years, he still puts the image of this beautiful singer in the welcome screen of the bar. For more than thirty years, As always, this is also one of the topics discussed by the guests who came here.
The visitor pouted his lips, and seemed to disagree with the store manager’s practice. He didn’t bother to say more. He walked over to an empty table beside a table and sat down, surrounded by acquaintances, and soon began to chat. , And there is no order.
Xilin, the young man standing at the counter, took a bottle of wine called “Smile under the Hot Sun” from the wine cabinet, put it on the table in front of the incoming person, opened the bottle cap, then left, and went Bring wine to other guests.
There is no need for words, the visitor still chats with the guys around, holding the uncorked wine bottle in his hand, and taking a sip.
“Ha, it’s still good to drink, spicy enough, and exciting!”
Xilin smiled, returned to the counter, and recorded the accounts in the electronic book.
This bar is very ordinary, and the town in which it is located is also very ordinary. It is almost all grassroots people. In the words of the people in the central city, it is “inferior”, and even more ugly is “untouchable.”
Untouchables have the happiness of untouchables. They like to sit in bars that do not have high-end robots but only rely on human services, drinking cheap but strong alcohol, and talking with familiar drinkers about what happened at the end of the day, and by the way complain about squeezing Their boss, gossiping about someone’s gossip, simple and beautiful.
The “senior people” in the prosperous area do not understand the happiness of these poor people, just like successful people in exquisite costumes running on the road of money and power, and occasionally seeing a wandering flies thumping excitedly when passing through a ruin Cats, they would think: It takes a lot of idle time to do such a thing, it is a humble life.
What is mean? What is noble?
A, B, C, D, E, F, G seven-element gene level, dividing all of this. People with despicable genes, despicable people with higher genes, that’s all.
These people in bars including Xilin are all F-class genotypes, and they can be classified as lowly poor on this planet. People with E-class genotypes will be granted the opportunity to work in the prosperous area, and D-class Talents above and above will truly gain a foothold in the prosperous area.
As for the G-level, that is the saddest category of people. The inferior and incomplete genetic genes bring diseases that cannot be saved by simple treatment, such as severe deformities, such as premature aging, and other congenital diseases. . Xilin’s former little girlfriend, Hena, is a G-grade genotype. Premature aging and congenital diseases, coupled with poverty, made that lovely girl unable to finish her best youth.
The offspring of high-quality genes and high-quality genotypes will not be bad, or even better, the offspring of inferior and inferior genotypes are the opposite, polarization is becoming more serious, so more people with low-grade genotypes try genetic transformation , But there are very few successful people. Apart from the huge consumption of funds, the chance of success in genetic transformation is originally extremely low. Thirty years ago, the screen lover became history because of the failure of genetic change.
People are destined to be unequal, but habits can make people numb.
“Hey, Xilin, Old Devon hasn’t appeared for many days, and the blind date hasn’t come back?” someone yelled.
“Yes, this time the success rate should be quite high.” Xilin smiled and replied.
“嘁——” Everyone disagreed, and began to scold the history of old Devon’s failed blind date.
Xilin just listened with a smile and did not express any opinions. He didn’t tell those people. In fact, Old Devon got rich overnight and realized his dream because he won the big prize.
Old Devon’s dream-to find a woman with an E-grade genotype who is neither too young nor too old, and take out the sperm stored in the sperm bank in her early years. It is best to give birth to an E-grade baby. Open a small shop in the city and live a stable life. As long as there is money, a woman with an E-grade genotype can’t find it, even if the old Devin has a lower F-grade gene.
The annual water, land, and air races are a matter of special concern for people on the entire planet, and they are also the most anticipated by gamblers, because the jackpot is big enough, even if it is not fully staked, as long as it reaches a certain standard Let the poor get rich overnight. It was the big prize of this event that Old Devon was able to escape from poverty.
Of course, the reason why Old Devon was able to win this lottery was mostly through Xilin. Every time Old Devon bet, he would ask Xilin before he dared to place a bet.
Although old Devon is a fan of money, he is still very good to Xilin, otherwise Xilin would not help him. And this time, old Devon paid Xilin’s bonus for the lottery.
The night is getting deeper, and the guests slowly leave.
Xilin took a bath, changed clothes, sprayed a special potion to remove other odors, and then locked the store door. Looking at the black sky, there are some tiny star-like dots flashing there.
The weather forecast says that there will be moderate rain starting at zero and lasting for an hour, and now there are forty minutes away from zero.
Forty minutes… enough.
Thirty minutes later, Xilin went to a factory area covered by some protruding eaves and awnings, dexterously and skillfully avoided scanning the periphery, took out a magnetic card prepared in advance and opened the main door quietly. Sneaking into a staff dormitory next to the warehouse. After all, it is not a central city, and the protection system of such a small place is neither smart nor complicated.
The person lying on the bed seemed to be aware of it, but before he could act, he lost consciousness and seemed to fall asleep again. But somewhere behind the ear and neck of the man, where the hair was covered, three thin, pitch-black needles were silently inserted there.
Xilin’s hand swept lightly and retracted the needle. After making sure that no other traces were left, he left behind the eaves and outer shed as before.
The sky has a “sky eye”, and thermal energy weapons will be detected by the local detection network. Otherwise, the only way to solve things silently and silently is to use primitive methods, because they have no energy fluctuations.
As a hunter, Xilin can be regarded as having a hard time. Because of his age and genotype, he cannot be an upright hunter. More precisely, Xilin is a shadow hunter. The so-called shadow hunter is a hunter. A general term for those people who work together but are in the dark and whose identities are sensitive and difficult to see.
From the age of 14 to now, Xilin has been a shadow hunter for nearly three years. Choosing to be a hunter was originally because of Hena’s illness. After Hena’s death, Xilin has maintained this career. Because it takes a lot of money to leave the planet safely.
Five minutes after Xilin left, another black figure sneaked into ~IndoMTL.com~ and took away the person who had been settled by Xilin, to exchange rewards, and then evenly split.
In the past three years of cooperation with , the hunter has never known the identity of “Shadow”. Of course, the hunter doesn’t care, as long as he can successfully catch the prey in exchange for the reward, the rest is not important. And Xilin also believes that the hunter he chose will not spend a lot of energy to find out the identity of the “shadow”, because Xilin has worked hard to analyze various possible situations from many factors before choosing the cooperation target.
For some unqualified hunters, there is no “shadow”, they can’t complete the task and can’t get money, but will lose their lives, so to a certain extent, these hunters and shadows are mutually beneficial and symbiotic. relation. As for the top hunters, they don’t need shadows at all. Of course, the hunter group is an exception, it is a special kind of existence.
The hunter would not have thought that the “shadow” genotype that he cooperated with the D-class genotype was only F-class, and no one would believe it.
At midnight, pattering sounds sounded, Xilin sat in an abandoned building, watching the growing water droplets outside. The rain washed away the remaining breath and subtle traces of Xilin, which is one of the reasons Xilin chose to act at this time.
What the natural raindrops look like, Xilin doesn’t know. He has only seen it on TV. There is no such thing on this planet. Some are just weather controlled by the weather station, precise sunlight intensity, simulated wind, rain, thunder, and everything. It is artificial.
A gust of wind blew, through the cracked wall, Xilin smelled the smell of cement and waste slag, in addition to some unexpected familiar smells…
Xilin raised his eyebrows, carefully distinguished the scent in the wind, and looked weird after confirmation. I didn’t expect that in this age, there are still people who use that.