The other side of the perfect world

Chapter 36 Conditions

#36 Conditions

In the year [-] of the Western calendar when the term has become nondescript, in Tokyo, the capital of Japan, in addition to the huge Nona Tower of the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, there is also a landmark building-TV Tokyo.

It is the only media institution allowed in the ideal society constructed by the Sibyl system.

And right now, it is welcoming more than one intruder.

"Why are you here?"

With one hand in his coat pocket, Makishima turned the razor freely with the other.

"Because your clone mentioned 'ritual' earlier."

With the gun in his hand, Qiao Yao answered while walking.

"Festival? Isn't that a simple metaphor?"

"I thought so too at first, but because that guy is your clone, in other words, he is very similar to you. You... If you want your opponent to take the bait, you will always subconsciously reveal some seemingly meaningless information."

When he reached the corner, Qiao Nian stopped abruptly and stopped Makishima.Cautiously and quickly raised the gun, after confirming that there was no danger in the dark ahead, he let out a breath and continued to move forward.

"I've been thinking about it before, why did your clone cause the massacre in the Chiyoda district... His hatred should not be the people, but Sibilla, right?"

"It's true to say that, that guy's actions seem to be intensifying the conflict between the ruler and the ruled."

"This is it!"

Squinting at Makishima, Kouchi gave a firm affirmation.

"Think about it, after the large-scale purge, the people's resentment towards Sibylah will reach its peak. What if they learn the truth about Sibylah at this time?"

"Ah……"

The short silent face burst into a smile, and Makishima showed a very happy expression.

"That's really interesting. If this is the case, there will be a big riot?"

"That's right! By then, whether it's Sibilla or this country, it's all over!"

The voice and expression were immediately armed with a serious shell. Even if Sly knew the truth of Sibylah and could not agree with it, he would not want to see the whole society engulfed by disorder and chaos.

"So, are you sure my clone will appear at this time?"

"determine."

Cui Nian casually tore off a piece of paper from the board and handed it to Makishima.

"...Because of the festival."

"I see."

Looking down at the paper in his hand with interest, Makishima Kinhito narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is a program table, which says that a brand new variety show - "Festival" will be broadcast one hour from now.

"You think that guy will replace 'Festival' with the truth about Sibylah on the highest-rated time slot?"

"That's right, that guy will definitely come, or has already come..."

Pushing open the concealed monitoring room door, just as Qiao Yao poked his head inward, Hei Tong couldn't help being stunned.

"The evidence is..."

Pointing to the ground, three dead human corpses were lying on top of it. The iron-blue face was made up with blood, which added a bit of vividness. The cut part of the neck had solidified into a black blood clot. I didn’t know how to lick it. Will it be as sweet as chocolate.

"It's really my clone."

Makishima's words are not a compliment to the "teacher", but an expression of emotion for the wound caused by the razor.

"Be careful, that guy is more against you than me."

After a life was lost, Qiao Nian's whole body was immediately painted with a thick layer of worry.However, Makishima asked nonchalantly, "Why do you say that?"

"Didn't you say that that guy hates you. Probably... because he is too aware that he is a fake, so he can't forgive you, the deity!"

With a silent laugh, I couldn't tell whether it was affirmation or negation, and Makishima walked slowly beside Kou, like an adult playing a game of courage with a child, with a mature calmness.

"Is this the naive mentality of a child who wants to be recognized by his parents!"

"Who knows..."

The long and narrow corridor is about to come to an end, and there is an empty hall in front of you, which is perfectly circular, like the site of the ancient Roman Colosseum.

It's really rare to see such a spacious space inside the TV station building, thinking about it, Koujima walked over with Makishima.

beep - beep - beep -

Suddenly, dozens of drones rushed out of the darkness, surrounding the two of them like an impenetrable iron wall.

On the second floor, Dominator's familiar and palpitating blue-blue halo is set against the pitch-black background, pointing directly below——

Cunning knows that their target is themselves.

"I didn't expect the two of you to meet again and become a turtle in an urn... Shinya Kou, Seigo Makishima, you really came to participate in the 'festival'."

A figure walked out of the darkness with graceful steps. The shoes were very common white cloth shoes, exactly the same as the pair on Makishima's feet.

"Makishima-kun, surrender! No matter how hard you struggle, the man next to you will die, and you must become one of us. This is... destiny!"

Another figure appeared, speaking similar words in a familiar voice, this person was Hesheng Zongzong.

And the man next to him is a clone that looks exactly like Makishima-san's protector, even the clothes and dresses - "teacher".

"The Chief of the Public Security Bureau actually joins hands with criminals, Sibilla really has fallen!"

Even if the Dominator might disintegrate into a pool of blood at any time, the cunning still guarded his composure with unshakable faith.

"It was this 'teacher' who proposed to us to ambush here, and as long as he kills you, he agrees to join us. Although he is a clone, there is no doubt that his value is also great for the Sibyl system. Quite high. Of course, this doesn't mean that we don't value the deity, so don't worry Makishima-kun."

Hesheng Yangzong smiled, and the hand stretched out to Makishima was wrapped in endless hopes.

"Am I a returnee who was poached with a high salary?"

Makishima said sarcastically, turning his eyes to the "teacher" who didn't say a word.

"Have you found a good backer? You are smarter than me at that time... But, it also proves that you can't surpass me!"

As soon as the words were finished, he saw the corners of Kung Makishima's calm lips suddenly twitch upwards—this was a calculated sneer.

Sure enough... this guy didn't really want to join Sibilla, I'm afraid... that promise was a bait.

"Although I am your clone, I know better than you what it means to be a gentleman who knows current affairs."

Kung Makishima said with a smile, and looked at Hesheng Zongzong with a hypocritical package of loyalty and obedience.

"That's right! Makishima-kun, it's time for you to give up your stubborn persistence! Sibyl is not as mechanical as you think, it is composed of human brains one after another... That's why we value human beings the most A collection of self-will. Think about it, we have many opportunities to brainwash you and force you into us, but we did not do so because we care more about the will of human beings than anyone else.”

Hesheng Yangzong talked endlessly, but Makishima just laughed and said nothing.

Value the human will?

It seems to be a kind of courtesy and respect for him. In fact, if his guess is correct, what Sibyl is worried about is that he who is unwilling to join the group will be forcibly integrated, which may bring rejection, which will accelerate Sibya's progress. Pull the degradation.

The lobbying failed to improve, and Hesheng Zongzong continued to explain earnestly: "You who have not given up your human body may not understand it now, but when you really become a member of the system, you will feel how wonderful this sense of omnipotence is... and Let's rule this world together and make it more perfect, isn't it the most fulfilling mission for a person like you?"

"Ha ha……"

A crisp laughter came from deep in his throat, Makishima raised his chin, the gold flowing in his eyes seemed to gently hold his cunning face with both hands.

"I'm sorry, but for me now, the thing that can realize the value of life the most is to live with this guy."

"Makishima..."

The gloom was dispelled, and Kou couldn't help turning his head to look at Makishima. The strong aura of the two seemed to form an enchantment, which flicked the imminent death away.

"Humph!"

Putting away his smirk, He Sheng Zong Zong's face, which was already made of metal, put on an expression as hard as metal.

"Do you think there is still a way to survive? Look up!"

Raising his head, a row of drones on the circular corridor on the second floor were holding the Dominator and aiming at the cunning.

"These drones are all improved new varieties. Dominator has been fixed as a destroydecomposer. Once hit, he will definitely die."

He Shengyan Zong smiled confidently, as if at this moment, Qiao Yao was no longer a living life in his eyes, but a dead person.

"Is that so, are you planning to die together?"

Makishima tilted his head and glanced towards Hesheng Zongzong. The place where a big living person was originally standing was now empty, with only darkness as his companion.

"What does it mean?"

"Look around you and you'll know."

Hesheng Zongzong couldn't help but look down when he found out that the Makishima clone who was supposed to be standing next to him had disappeared.

"That guy never thought of joining you from the very beginning, his real purpose is..."

"Expose your true colors to the citizens!"—

Kou and Makishima spoke in unison, but their completely different expressions conveyed the same message to Hesheng Yangzong.

Have you been cheated...

As the all-knowing and all-powerful Sibyl system, he was tricked by a clone, and Hesheng Zongzong's face instantly turned green like copper rust.

"Makishima's clones first used 'drugs' to turn the entire Chiyoda District into execution targets with a crime coefficient of more than 300, and then caused you to massacre them, and finally, while you were dealing with the two of us, through TV and other media Reveal your truth... Sibilla, if you don't stop that guy, you will die!"

He raised his arm and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Hesheng Zongzong, Qiao Yao didn't intend to shoot, but just raised his hand in a dignified way.

"state--"

Obviously there was no bullet, but Hesheng Rangzong's heart was half cold as if hit by an ice cube.The mechanical eye rolled, and he felt a humiliation of being teased.

"You think I'll let you go like this?!"

"Director He Sheng, you should know that Makishima Shōgo...Only I can kill him!"

The firm voice echoed in the empty hall, as if in an instant, all Dominator's functions were sealed.

Cunning is betting, using his own life, betting on his own survival.

The strong pressure compressed the air into a condensed solid, and Hesheng Zongzong silently talked with the other members of Sibilla. After a long while, he finally spoke: "Okay... Considering Shinya Kouya's ability to eliminate threats, we agree Change the way you are treated. But... on one condition."