Justin@ opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling and suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality. He was about to look at the time subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that he only had to work 12 hours a day, and he would never work again.

It’s time to take some corporate stimulants.

"You only need to fuck 12 hours a day, it's so cool! It's so cool!!" He rolled happily on the bed holding the sex robot under the quilt.

He raised his scarred wrist and stretched hard. He went to the small sink and started to wash up. While brushing his teeth, he looked at the man in the mirror.

He was wearing a pair of black-pupil prosthetic eyes, and his long elf ears were filled with earrings. When he noticed the scars from his previous suicide, Justin couldn't help but be glad that he had not succeeded in committing suicide at that time, otherwise he would not have succeeded in committing suicide.

Live your happy life now.

The suicidal tendencies in the past disappeared without a trace as working hours were reduced from 22 hours to 12 hours. I felt that the whole world was full of joy and happiness.

After lowering his head and kissing the portrait of Jack Sun on his pajamas, he prepared to go out to work.

When he came to the street, Justin opened the system's music software and started humming along with the music. When he came to the subway, he ordered a hot dog from the hot dog stand.

"15 Dog B." "Swept it over."

After taking one bite, Justin suddenly felt filled with happiness. You must know that this kind of organic food cost at least 200 dogs in the past, but now it is so cheap, even though his workload has been reduced and his salary has been reduced.

But now that eating is so cheap, the Moonlight Clan can actually save more money than before.

"But if it's so cheap, will United Fruit really not lose money?" Thinking about this question, Justin walked off the subway.

The smell of the subway station is also much better than before. There is no longer the smell of shit or urine. But what touches Justin the most is that finally there are not so many people jumping on the subway.

In the past, the subway was almost never on time because it had to clean up corpses every day. As a result, I was always charged for being late for work.

Justin walked past a black man who was arguing with a drone with two arms. "Fuck! I didn't say I wouldn't pay back the money. Don't scare me. I'm not scared."

, Metropolis’s new regulations, when I only have one organ, you are not qualified to harvest my organs now! The most you can do is monitor my dog ​​B account!”

When I saw that the black man was also wearing a Jack Sun T-shirt, I immediately looked at each other and smiled.

Not long after, the subway arrived on time. As soon as the subway door opened, two BCPD agents covered in combat prosthetics dragged a tattered corpse and walked out with cold expressions.

"Console, NO:12234 has been killed, over." "Console received."

The others stepped into the subway in the blood without surprise. When the subway started again, the sweeping robot had already rushed over and quickly cleaned up the blood and internal organs.

Justin raised his feet and let the robot clean the bloody soles of his feet.

He glanced around and saw many people in the carriage wearing Jack Sun's clothes and tattoos. When he saw a woman with a cockscomb head holding Jack Sun's electric toy, stuffing it into her miniskirt.

As a fan of Jack Sun, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"My idol is really liked by everyone."

As Jack Sun, who has completely changed Metropolis, and as someone who has brought more benefits to the citizens of Metropolis, he is very well-known among the citizens of Metropolis, and he even has some fanatical fans, and he is one of them.

Because it was Jack Sun who brought him back from the brink of death, and he kept his word and made his life much easier than before. This kind of people account for a large part of Jack Sun's fans.

You don’t even need to describe Sun Jack’s life, you can feel the obvious difference just by feeling the changes before and after.

Whether it was the previous sharing of DNA modification technology or the subsequent reform of various rules in Metropolis, he was indeed helping himself to gain interests. This kind of person has never appeared in Metropolis in the past.

After arriving at the work place, as an accompanying doctor, he followed the medical robot and got on the aerodrome. There were two spiral logos on the aerodrome. This was the aerodrome of Micro Medical, specially for those who subscribed to their company.

Medical packages prepared for VIP members.

He must be on standby at all times. When a member's biological detection alarms, they must arrive at the location within 3 minutes. Suddenly, the lifting light of the aerial vehicle lights up. The next second, a strong recoil force comes over, almost deforming his bones.

Soon, he saw his employer lying among the corpses. His right arm was broken and he was shot several times and was lying in a puddle. Around him lay a group of pedestrians moaning in pain.

"Hurry! The customer has no vital signs!" Justin rushed down with the captain. Others were vigilant about everything around him, but his palm split quickly, and various needles protruded from it, quickly connecting to the customer's blood vessels.

nerve.

As he followed the medical robot, he finally protected the customer's life.

After watching this platinum customer bring the floating car, he asked the affected pedestrians around him as usual: "Everyone, does anyone need medical services? Purchase on-site for only 12% off!"

As medical advertisements were projected from the floating car, he followed others to ask questions one by one. As the company's account was credited, he and his companions began to make extra money.

Although they were all seriously injured, Justin could save them as long as they didn't die.

After a busy circle, there were fewer pedestrians lying on the ground. After asking around again, and confirming that the remaining people really had no money to pay for medical expenses, Justin directed the medical robot to get back to the floating car.

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He had just walked a few steps when a hand that turned pale from lack of blood stretched out from the side and just grabbed his trouser leg.

Justin looked down and found a little boy of seven or eight years old. Half of his body was rotten and he was lying on the ground shivering. It could be seen that the child's pain editor seemed to be malfunctioning. He was really

It hurts a lot.

Even if Justin saw this scene, he would be a little bit intolerable, but there was nothing he could do to help.

But just when he was about to leave, a message suddenly popped up on the system interface. "Warning, warning, there are wounded people near you, please treat them as soon as possible."

Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw his captain getting off the floating car angrily, "Hurry up and save people, the cheapest kind! As long as you don't die!"

"Captain, are you asking them to mortgage their internal organs?" another team member asked,

"It's worth nothing! According to the new regulations passed by the King through the Metropolitan Federation, all medical companies must bear part of the public obligations. As long as they are in the metropolis, no matter who they are or what their status is, even if they have no money, they should not die!"
Chapter completed!