novelsite Chapter 119 A Season of Consecutive Losses
Chapter 119 A Season of Consecutive Losses
Li Can tried hard to read the text above and found that there was nothing special about it; it was just a description of consumables and surgical fees.
He can't judge whether it's legitimate or not, but there's a set of procedures in place anyway.
As for the amount, Li Can doesn't know the prices here yet.
However, seeing Xiaoqi take out a large bag of gold coins with a single eye symbol from the package and dump them all on the table with a "clatter," it seems that the surgery must have been quite expensive.
The girl felt a pang of regret, but having already made her mental calculations, she didn't hesitate much and put the empty bag back on her person.
"Mr. Strange, the weather is so nice today. Why don't you go out for a walk? You just happened to receive such a big order from me. With so many gold coins, you can buy something." Xiaoqi seemed to be leaving, but she suddenly turned around while holding onto the door frame and started to persuade him.
There was also a hint of probing in his words.
"By the way, Mr. Strange, are you all alone at home? Is there anyone else there? I think I heard other people talking when I came to find you earlier..."
"But it's also possible that I'm just imagining things, hahaha."
"How about it, Mr. Strange, would you like to go for a walk with me?"
The girl bombarded him with a series of questions, the information mixed together, leaving the unsuspecting Xiao Guai momentarily bewildered.
When Li Can heard her ask that question, he understood. She could indeed hear him, whether it was in the form of text comments or voice messages. For him now, it was a good thing.
"You must have misheard me. I've always been alone, without any family. But, it's hard to say whether any little devils might sneak in." Xiao Guai tidied up his workbench and took off the apron that was splattered with blood.
He simply raised his hand and threw the soiled clothes into the pool to soak.
The blood-stained clothes melted and spread in the water, like a red ink painting.
"Oh? Kid? What's that?"
"I was just using an analogy. After all, there are many interesting unsolved mysteries in the world. I wasn't planning on going out, but I've changed my mind now."
"Why?" Xiaoqi shifted her position, leaning against the wooden door. Her drooping upper eyelids made her look even more like a female ghost.
Yet her little movements were so lively and graceful, exactly the kind of actions a teenage girl would do.
This creates a strong sense of abruptness in the scene of the two people talking.
"I might need you to tell me what that other voice said to you."
The more Li Can listened to their conversation, the more chill she felt.
Isn't this a memory of the past?
The historical process being presented is all in the past, so why is it suddenly so closely related to me now?
Initially, I did intend to use this person, who also had the name Xiaoqi, to do things for me.
However, the overall pacing of the story shouldn't be like this.
Could it be that in the second act, because I didn't fall asleep like Yang Mo and the other two, something unexpected happened?
If he had quietly fallen unconscious, this whole situation wouldn't have happened.
But no matter how you analyze it, it doesn't seem quite right.
If everyone falls into a deep sleep, won't it eventually become a complete dead end?
Their goal is to obtain information through the [Mirror of Past Lives] and ultimately survive the game, not to conform to it and become a puppet.
Since we're already in this situation, we might as well make the best of it. We've already reached such a passive point, how much more passive can we become?
It's better to take it one step at a time and adapt to the situation.
It's not necessarily all bad.
"Come on, you two chat as much as you want. I also want to see what you'll do once you know I exist." After figuring things out, Li Can's attitude became indifferent.
"Okay." Xiaoqi made an inviting gesture to Xiaoguai.
Two perfect people who had replaced their eyes officially pushed open the door and went outside.
The eerie, labyrinthine city, which had endured countless years of change, was once again revealed to Li Can.
Unlike the previous scene, this one depicts the separate lives of perfect people and defective products, as well as the surrounding city architecture.
The area outside where Xiaoguai currently lives is a metropolis where everyone lives together.
The streets are filled with people with brown eyes, or you can see perfect people who have just come out of a shady clinic.
Everyone seems to hold themselves to the standards of a defective product in order to fit in.
The overall urban environment here has developed to the point where it is almost the same as it was before the downtown area was rebuilt.
Even as Li Can followed the little monster through the streets and alleys, he felt a sense of familiarity with the place, as if he were revisiting a familiar place.
Huge posters are pasted on the blank wall on the side of the residential building.
"Equality for all, harmony for all, reject racial discrimination, violators will be beheaded."
"Our great spiritual leader was once a defective product, but that did not stop him from loving all of us."
Article 341 of Urban Planning and Construction: No one shall be unconventional, wear strange clothes, or discriminate against perfect people.
[...] Li Can glanced at the text on the posters on the walls, somewhat puzzled.
The pace of development at this stage is already too fast.
It seems that before the city lord officially becomes the city lord, there will be a period where the defective one rises to power.
[The Perfect Humans seem to have only won in the first season by taking advantage of their race, but they seem to be at a disadvantage in the subsequent seasons.]
[Now it seems to be more than just a disadvantage; it looks like we're really losing tournaments one after another...]
As the two walked further ahead, the banners stretched along the street became increasingly conspicuous, appearing everywhere.
The long, brown-colored promotional banner features embroidered lines of large text:
"Warmest congratulations on the 998th anniversary of the defective product finally taking control."
Judging from the craftsmanship of the embroidery, it shows an absolute level of dedication.
After looking around, Li Can figured it out. On the surface, the Lost City was all about "good coexistence," "harmony," and "no discrimination."
But in reality, it's all an illusion. The current city lords and top-level administrators, who are essentially defective, actually care about this racial difference to the extreme.
They never truly let go of their grudges.
For the residents living together in mixed communities, it's an open secret that everyone understands this.
Aside from being less likely to die and living longer, perfect people have no other advantages here.
As a result of the prevailing trend, in order to integrate into society, they will undergo cosmetic procedures to remove their unwanted traits.
In this way, one can roughly pluck out one's own feathers and make oneself appear like the crowd, which is like burying one's head in the sand.
This explains why Xiao Guai seized the market opportunity to enter the cosmetic surgery industry, and why a young girl like Xiao Qi devoted herself to small workshops to improve herself and make friends.
"So what did you hear back then?" Xiao Guai asked, walking side by side with Xiao Qi, his hands behind his back.
Along the way, there were many strange human groups like them, and no one was too attracted to Xiaoqi's terrifying eyes; everyone had already gotten used to it.