Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 202 - 202 122 Ordinary People

202: Chapter 122: Ordinary People 202: Chapter 122: Ordinary People Crab wasn’t actually called “Crab.” He originally had a proper name—one that marked the Y chromosome, mitochondria, and an individual’s name.

However, that name had been discarded by him.

The reason he was called Crab was because of his prosthetic body.

As the Nameless Swordsman, who had saved his life once, explained, in the Old Era there was a creature called “arthropod.” Their external jaws and teeth were actually specialized “limbs,” evolved from the limbs of ancient ancestors.

And the way he played the guitar with that extra pair of prosthetic hands under his body was reminiscent of a large crab chewing on something.

So Crab stuck with this name from then on.

Before that, he had changed names two or three times.

To him, a name was just a milestone on the road of life.

This name still meant quite a lot to him.

More than ten years ago, when Crab was still a child, he liked to listen to the radio.

In this era, this was considered a low-cost form of entertainment.

All it took was a little bit of metallic foil, a magnet, and some wire to build a receiving antenna.

Moreover, “sound processing plugins” from the network weren’t difficult to download.

City folks always had a chance to snatch some free internet.

These networks might require the computing power of your prosthetic body for mining, or they might enhance the monitoring capabilities of the Protectors, but in any case, it was free.

Transferring files between prosthetic bodies via WLAN hotspots wasn’t really restricted.

In fact, it was because this feature was available that the government could conscript someone else’s prosthetic body whenever they wanted.

Therefore, the preprocessing plugins could also be circulated offline.

In his hometown, people weren’t enthusiastic about radio, but there were indeed some hobbyists.

People always have a bit of a spiritual need.

For city dwellers with access to the network, there are abundant resources online for entertainment.

But Wilderness Settlements might not have the conditions to build their own base stations.

In such places, Broadcasting Clients naturally took on the role of “fulfilling others’ spiritual needs.”

Crab loved singing the most.

After he became a worker, he saved up his earnings for a long time and bought a decent voice print package.

And when he had spare time, he would search the network for ancient ballads.

Later on, he became a singer.

It wasn’t much of an accident.

His wife and children had died in construction accidents.

At that point, he had become fully cyberized.

The cost of regenerating nerve cells into germ cells was not low.

He had no more attachments.

So, Crab attached the hands his son used in daily life and went everywhere to sing.

This was how he became a Broadcasting Client.

It wasn’t anything important.

Nor was it very magnificent.

Benchmark people don’t need much food.

Crab just needed to unfold his solar panels on his back every day to sustain this prosthetic body’s consumption.

If the settlement he visited allowed him to use the public battery, then he could save even more.

As for the supplement of sugars and proteins, he only needed to sing at each household in a small town, and there were always people willing to give him a piece of sugar.

Benchmark people are easy to sustain like that.

He had been singing for over a year when he encountered the Green Forest.

Coincidentally, a Hero was listening to his radio nearby.

Taking a chance, the Hero located him and saved him.

That Hero taught him Inner Strength and external strength.

This wasn’t a particularly legendary experience either.

Almost all Broadcasting Clients tended to show a “tendency towards heroism,” so often, Heroes would find them by following signals or other broadcasted contact methods and teach them some External Sect and Internal Martial Studies.

When Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan created the Cyber Martial Arts system, he emphasized its extreme focus on the attribute of “information sharing.”

This was still just a minor tale of the era, very ordinary.

In the end, Crab never became a “Great Hero.” He was just a common Broadcasting Client, just like many others in this era.

But in those brief days of interaction with that Hero, Crab received what he considered an “extraordinary” story.

A story about “changing the world.”

A story about a person of purity betraying the world three times, raising a banner of revolt for the sake of the masses.

The “Heart Thought” of mankind is often based on “stories.” For example, in ancient times, people built ancient societies and a consensus emphasizing goodness based on the story that “good and evil come to an end eventually.” In the neoclassical era, humans generally believed in the fair story that “effort leads to equivalent rewards,” and built pre-modern society.

Crab came to know the story of Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan.

He learned that there were people in the world who could live like that.

So pure, so ideal…

The higher one’s perspective of history, the more extraordinary such a person seemed.

Crab began to want to become a Hero.

Only, he was somewhat old, and without Restoring Enzymes and growth hormone adjustments, the developmental potential of his brain’s neural network was limited.

For many years, he used the very industrially styled prosthetic body.

He simply couldn’t save up enough for a Martial Artist Prosthesis.

Of course, Crab himself couldn’t be considered particularly hardworking either.

After all, his main job was still singing.

It’s just that, it’s just that.

He still wanted to become a Hero.

“One song, ‘Thoughts Are Free,’ dedicated to all the listeners out there,” Crab said.

“May everyone be blessed to possess such elusive freedom.”

As Crab said this, he looked towards the east.

That was the direction of the Meiyimei Building.

“This broadcast might be clearest near Pine Eagle City.

Only, the listeners from Pine Eagle City might be tuning into my signal for the first time.

Let me introduce myself again.

My name is Crab, someone who wants to become a Hero, but in the end, is not a martial artist.

This is my twelfth year of broadcasting and the eighth year since I started listening to stories of chivalry,” he explained.

“If I were a young man, maybe I could have been inspired by these stories and strived to become a Hero.

Hahaha, but for an old guy like me, stories are just stories.”

While saying this, he sang another song titled ‘Hasta Siempre’, which means “Forever.” He was very fond of this phrase.

Crab was saying this while carefully observing Pine Eagle City.

Once the song was over, he felt that there were probably more listeners than before.

There was no way around it, it was difficult to get real-time listener counts through the radio.

He just glanced briefly at his own website.

The webpage’s address was released along with the broadcast.

Its signal wasn’t within the usual range of human hearing.

However, a special encoder could turn this “noise” from the audio signal directly into a hyperlink.

This was also a favored method among many broadcasters.

However, most people who listened to the radio didn’t go online.

That’s why there were so few comments.

The newest one was from five hours ago.

Crab sighed and muttered, “Even though I know I’m not any big broadcaster, this is still a bit terrifying.”

“Maybe this will be the last one.”

This sentence wasn’t broadcast.

He could choose what content he wanted to air, after all.

The audience only heard his guitar.

This was an impromptu performance.

Crab continued to speak to his audience, whose presence he wasn’t quite sure of, “Let’s continue with the topic just now.

The listeners in Pine Eagle City might be puzzled as to why I have shown up here.”

“Because I saw a Great Hero.

An impressive Great Hero.”

Crab didn’t know who the Great Hero was, the one who had leapt down from the Meiyimei Building to cut down the privileged.

But, he was undoubtedly a legend that conformed to the spirit of chivalry.

Spreading this legend was one of the responsibilities of a broadcaster.

Crab, along with a piece of impromptu playing, briefly spoke about himself and his experiences over the past few days.

Of course, it was quite simple.

He just happened to be doing a broadcast in a nearby village and happened to hear the nearby events.

He had seen last night’s live broadcast and it took him a day to get there.

—— Surely, there should be more listeners to the broadcast now…

Crab took another look at the webpage.

There were a few sporadic comments.

All were system-generated default messages.

But it gave him great comfort.

Crab knew that he probably wasn’t alone in doing this.

He sighed and continued, “Twelve years on the road of broadcasting, and then eight years in pursuit of chivalry.

Crab here, for the time being, can say that he has achieved nothing.

Martial Ancestor said that past history wasn’t all foolish and muddled; there were sparks of wisdom, and moreover, true chivalry.”

“Ah, to tell the truth, I totally agree with this.

I’ve been traveling outside for twelve years now.

Twelve years, I tell you, I’ve seen good people and bad people, smart ones and fools too.

Just like in stories, people come in all sorts.

Only, I’ve seen kindness, gentleness, wisdom, intelligence, but rarely ‘chivalry’—I mean, like the kind in stories that seems to shine with light.”

“But yesterday, I saw it in Pine Eagle City, so here I am.”

Crab said this naturally, transitioning smoothly to the next topic.

“Such an event is really rare.

I’ve also been on the move for twelve years.

I missed the Martial God’s eleventh defeat and did not witness the end of that legend.

But this time, I really did see a Great Hero.

Haha, I really want to see their expressions now.”

“Ah, no, actually, from down here, I can probably see their reactions too.

Friends, you have no idea, I’m currently just outside Pine Eagle City.

All the soldiers brought back by the Lords, I can see them clear as day.

Wow, just look at these hideous War Chariots…

”

He began to broadcast what he was seeing.

For the people of Jianghu, this was basic knowledge.

They could estimate the number of people and vehicles in a certain area simply by sight.

The related algorithms and plugins were stored online, entwined with the “Guerrilla” tactics.

An ordinary person was broadcasting the movements of Pine Eagle City’s military.