"Cicada Graffiti?" No. 43 successfully found the golden graffiti, which was a mechanical cicada graffiti that looked seven or eight meters tall and was spliced ​​together with various golden lines.

But he didn't find the door on it. No. 43 tentatively reached out and touched the left wing, and found that his hand had easily passed through the wall.

"It turns out this is a mimicry disguise. It's such a big area. The smuggler really paid a lot of money." No. 43 thought to himself.

He gave his sister's unicycle an automatic return command, then sent her a message and pulled Hope Lily inside.

As soon as he entered the dilapidated building, he saw dozens of graffiti gangsters covered in prosthetics. The fluorescent tattoos on their faces that glowed in the dim environment were particularly easy to recognize.

This group of street gangsters who were using spray paint to mark their gang positions with random graffiti turned their heads and glanced twice before continuing to do their jobs.

"Everyone is here? Aren't you leaving?" No. 43 asked the people on the side.

A gangster next to him who was picking his teeth with a dagger said casually: "Fuck you, of course you have to wait for someone else. I'll take you two smuggled across in one trip. All of us in the Graffiti Gang will starve to death."

Just as the two of them waited there for a while, people gradually entered the abandoned building one after another. They had all kinds of looks, covering all walks of life in the metropolis.

However, the overall class is not too low, either middle class or management, otherwise they would not be able to afford the smuggling fee.

Regardless of their original identities, they now have various reasons to leave the metropolis and go to a new city to start over.

Many people asked Tuya Gang about the price of fake identity processing services in new cities.

After there were almost a hundred or so people, the people from the Graffiti Gang led them towards the basement of the dilapidated building.

When they arrived at the basement, their eyes suddenly opened up, and all the stowaways stared at the hole in the ground with their eyes wide open.

They saw an oval-shaped machine that looked like a large submarine that was at least a few stories high appearing in front of them.

But this thing is definitely not a submarine. After all, there is no submarine with a big metal drill hanging on its head.

After a quick scan, the information about this equipment popped up on the system interface of No. 43, Fizo Industrial Prospector Shield Machine Type 4.

"How clever, you actually thought of walking directly underground. In this way, you can use the soil to block the high-intensity radiation outside." No. 43 started to admire.

"More than that, I heard that Gomorrah, which is 2,000 kilometers away, is a cave city built underground. You can use this thing to smuggle directly into Gomorrah." A person next to him added.

No. 43 glanced at the other party and said nothing. He didn't need to explain such common sense things.

Of course he knew that each city's location was different due to geography, the builder's ideas, and the difficulty of cleaning up radioactive dust. As far as he knew, there were cities built on water.

"Everyone, come in, hurry up, don't wait any longer." Under the urging of the Graffiti Gang, the group lined up and entered the huge digging machine.

As the heavy door slammed shut, and with a slight vibration, the entire machine began to move in the soil.

Although there were no windows, as the signal gradually weakened, everyone knew that they were gradually out of the scope of the metropolis.

The stowaways were bored and started to open the system's stand-alone games to kill time, while No. 43 opened Sun Jack's open source data and began to study seriously. Since Sun Jack couldn't dig it, he would always have to find a new job. He felt that this DNA

Definitely the next trend.

With this technology, he can find a job in Gomora, and with so much money in his account, he can now be considered a middle class.

With the money and skills over there, I would definitely be able to live better than the big city with Hope and Lily!

After shaking like this for about half an hour, No. 43 suddenly felt that the vibration of the machine stopped. He exited the learning software and looked at the open metal door in confusion. "Is this here? Impossible."

Just after these stowaways walked out of the machine, they discovered that this place was actually a large cave. More than a hundred heavily armed graffiti gangs, holding various heavy weapons, accompanied by combat machinery, stared at the cave.

Staring at himself, the relaxed atmosphere suddenly became very tense.

"This is impossible. This smuggling route has been around for at least ten years! How could there be a trap?" 43's expression changed instantly.

"I'm sorry, everyone," a black man with graffiti and tattoos on his face walked out from the graffiti gang and looked at the fat pigs in front of him arrogantly.

"Since the last war, our Tuya Gang will no longer engage in smuggling business. Please cooperate with us by unloading all combat prosthetics and stand side by side. Thank you for your cooperation."

"You can't do this! Let your boss come out to see me, he clearly promised -" Before a man could finish his sentence, a laser shot directly pierced his head, erasing his facial features, leaving behind

A bloody hole appeared.

This momentarily silenced the restless crowd.

Looking at the opponent's strength, No. 43 knew that he was not his opponent at all and could only be forced to do what the opponent said.

After everyone was forced to take off their combat prosthetics, all weapons were taken away, and all valuables on their bodies were looted, purple locked chips were inserted into his neural sockets.

"Don't think about pulling it out, it will explode. Now follow me. Don't worry, we won't kill you, because your bodies are of great use."

Facing the dark muzzle, all the anxious stowaways were forced to walk along the depths of the cave. When they reached the depths of the cave, rows of laboratories appeared neatly in front of them, many of them

There are already people inside, crying for their parents and being tortured by various mechanical arms. The scene is very bloody and terrifying.

The faces of the stowaways had turned extremely pale at this moment, and they all felt that they might not be able to get out.

"Please, everyone, please take your seat according to the number displayed on your system. I can tell you directly that this is a DNA research institute. Our boss feels that DNA programming is a very forward-looking technology, so we need everyone's help."

"Of course, don't worry, our Tuya Gang is very particular about credibility. As long as you help us for three months, we will let you go."

Everyone was forced to go in, and as various injections began to be injected into the body, various experiments were conducted to ensure the authenticity of Sun Jack's open source data on the Internet.

And with the injection of a tube of liquid, No. 43 instantly felt that his body was obviously different. However, the next second, he instantly felt cold, very cold, and the numbers on the monitor beside him dropped really quickly. Teeth No. 43

Knocking on each other completely uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!