Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 279 - 279 59 Fall into Green Forest

279: Chapter 59: Fall into Green Forest 279: Chapter 59: Fall into Green Forest The girl watched helplessly as the Green Forest gangs killed her parents and aunt and uncle.

These Green Forest members were just bottom-tier bandits who roamed the outside, lacking any official rank and could not be considered formal Martial Artists.

Many senior students in the Martial Arts Schools could easily defeat them.

But for scavengers, these Green Forest members were still harbingers of death.

The girl had actually already given up hope.

It was at that moment when she heard a loud boom.

Her eardrums started to ache intensely, as if two steel needles were stabbing into her ears.

She involuntarily closed her eyes.

Then, she felt a wind sharp as knives.

Despite her skin being tough and tenacious from years of braving the wilderness, this “wind” still left trails of blood across her exposed flesh.

But in that instant, half of the lackeys had disappeared.

After she opened her eyes, she saw a gray-white humanoid prosthetic body.

Behind this figure was a stand with red and blue lights flashing.

This newcomer ferociously grabbed one of the Green Forest lackeys, hurling him to the ground.

Most of these lackeys only had prosthetic limbs and organs; the rest was human flesh.

Just from that blow, fluids and parts splattered together.

The remaining few Green Forest lackeys lost their courage to fight and ran away screaming.

But the gray-white figure moved so swiftly, he captured them all.

Among a series of screams, those lackeys were killed one by one, leaving behind only several grotesque bodies.

The newcomer simply shook his body and shook off all the fluids.

Then, the girl saw the man howl towards the sky.

It was a male voice pack, it seemed his psychological gender was mostly likely male.

Those brutal actions, on the contrary, gave the girl a sense of security.

She had never seen a real Hero, and didn’t know how a true Hero acted.

However, in her simple understanding, anyone who could instill fear in the Green Forest had to be a good Martial Artist.

——This must be the legendary Hero…

So, when she saw the Hero about to leave, the girl mustered all her courage to follow him.

But Borshu only felt irritation.

He really wanted to kill someone.

It was an uncontrollable urge.

Some longstanding Green Forest members may learn how to coexist with such emotions, how to accept these emotions as their power.

But he couldn’t do it.

He had only accepted this six months ago.

Last year, he was still a chivalrous Hero.

Due to the red and blue lights on his back, some of his friends in Jianghu called him “Striped Warrior”—and he originally chose this as his symbol because it was conspicuous and once represented “justice” and “order.”

But one day, while he was maintaining his prosthetic body, he wandered into a dishonest shop.

During the repairs, the shopkeeper secretly took over his prosthetic hardware, causing the external armor on his back to pop open and exposing his vulnerable spine.

Then, the opponent subdued him with an electric shock device used for repairs.

What followed was a period of confusion.

Each time he woke up, bloody memories flooded his mind.

He was now a Green Forest bandit.

Borshu wanted to kill people at all times.

Upon hearing the girl’s thanks, he didn’t react, just kept walking ahead on his own.

However, a severe headache prevented him from accelerating.

It was unclear whether it was a concussion from the earlier head-first encounter, or a psychogenic headache caused by intense emotional fluctuations.

Borshu could only feel his sight blurring and found it hard to continue, letting the prosthetic body move at a slower pace.

It was unclear how much time had passed, but the headache gradually subsided.

He was about to accelerate immediately.

But at that moment, Borshu heard a noise behind him.

He turned his head and saw the girl.

She was staring at Borshu, her face blackened by engine oil, yet her large eyes were very striking.

Borshu asked, “Why are you still following me?”

Probably the emotion carried in his voice was too violent, the girl instinctively shivered.

But she quickly remembered that Borshu was a “good person.”

So, the girl timidly said, “Great Hero…

if I don’t follow you, I’m afraid…”

Borshu quickly understood what she meant.

——Cleverness for survival, huh…

Scavengers usually don’t dare to venture deep into the wilderness.

This area was far from the city, near where the fight between Heroes and Protectors had happened half a month ago.

A lone scavenger wouldn’t dare to venture here.

However, such worries were really unreasonable.

Cyberization and Cyber Martial Arts had further widened the gap in combat capabilities between individuals.

A few low-modification, or even entirely unmodified poor people, gathered together, could not defeat even one Green Forest lackey.

Splitting up could make their actions more concealed.

——No, that’s not right…

Biological bodies need more water and food than prosthetic ones.

Such a large group formed to ensure one person could specifically carry food and water, extending their search time.

After all, these people were out to make a living.

Now, most of them were dead, and it seemed they died in a rather horrific manner…

Borshu’s gaze swept over the water bottles beside the girl.

The girl had brought several water bottles, stained with blood, likely taken from the bodies of her kin.

In this era, there was no concept of “funeral”; this ancient ritual, born in the primitive gathering era, was preserved only among Heroes.

The girl had no psychological burden in doing this.

——Forget it, if she wants to follow, let her follow…

Anyway, my head hurts a lot now, can’t run fast.

Borshu thought to himself and shut off the autopilot.

The girl was very delighted, “Thank you, Great Hero…”

——Great Hero…

This address once again pierced into Borshu’s spirit.

It seemed that no one had called him “Great Hero” for a long time.

That address… was as though from a past life.

Borshu continued walking slowly.

Sky Fierce had not given him more detailed commands, merely letting him come here to see if there were any bargains to be had.

Essentially, this was still part of his “training.”

Borshu’s degree of freedom was actually quite high.

He could continue walking across the New Continent.

Soon, it was evening.

The Hero heavily relied on the base vehicle, but for Borshu who now possessed an isotope battery, a base vehicle was not strictly necessary.

He didn’t need to set up large solar panels to charge during the day.

The isotope battery could provide him with energy for several years.

He just needed to rob the next city to replace worn out parts.

For a brigand like him, the so-called “lackey” was just a person who could be easily created.

But the girl did not have such physical strength.

Despite Benchmark Man’s physical capability and damage resistance being greater than that of Homo sapiens, there was still a limit.

The girl who had walked all day could no longer hold on and collapsed on the ground during their journey.

For some reason, Borshu also stopped.

He just looked at the moon.

——I heard that King Aqini is near the Earth-Moon system,” thought the Hero of the Green Forest.

——Could one die by purposefully crashing into his network?

An Internal Strength Master of King Aqini’s level could cause hardware damage through the air, or even harm the Biological Brain using the power of overloaded hardware.

If he purposefully collided with this Protector, perhaps he could be liberated.

But Borshu humiliatingly hung his head again.

He still could not do it.

At that moment, the girl behind him also woke up.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Borshu.

Seeing that Borshu had not left, she breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around.

Nearby, there seemed to be a partially buried metal plate.

She walked over to the metal plate and fell into a deep sleep leaning against it.

Hearing this, a fiery passion rose uncontrollably in Borshu’s heart.

——Kill her… Kill…

A demon whispered to him.

Borshu shuddered.

He knelt on the ground and let out a cry of despair.

What nonsense “to kill to protect” truly was.

What nonsense about “the heart of justice not yet being lost”…

He knew very well, it was all self-deception.

Borshu was now part of the Green Forest.

Otherwise, Sky Fierce Star could not have confidently let him go like this.

There had been Heroes who, relying on a strong will and “Ultimate Way Consensus Therapy,” had resisted.

Even some more volatile Heroes, after being indoctrinated, directly slaughtered everyone in the Green Forest Stronghold that had initiated them.

But such Heroes often raised the banner of the Green Forest Stronghold elsewhere.

The “Ultimate Way Consensus Therapy” was hopeless.

You could only accept this external desire for destruction and coexist with it.

Any resistance would twist the mind and then let the desire for destruction and hatred break through uncontrollably like a flood.

Borshu was well aware of it.

When Sky Fierce Star disconnected the cable from the back of his head and did not kick him out, “Striped Warrior” had already lost.

His resistance will was certainly not the strongest among the indoctrinated Heroes.

He could not escape the effects of the “Ultimate Way Consensus Therapy.”

Borshu had also gone to several cities to kill and humiliate scum, in order to ease this destruction urge.

But he knew very well that each time he did this, he strayed further from the Path of Chivalry.

Martial Ancestor had said more than once that killing the enemy should not carry personal emotions; to use Martial Power just to vent personal hatred was to fall to a lower level.

The Second and Third Martial Gods also emphasized this point several times and even demanded re-education for Heroes several times.

And the Fourth Martial God had expanded this idea in outer space.

The Fourth Martial God believed that the original chivalry could no longer adapt to current society.

He introduced the motto, “Obey the law as if it were the law.”

Specifically, this meant that in this world, “justice” and “legal systems” do not exist, but Heroes should still act according to the spirit of modern legal studies.[Special Note: “The Divine Judgement Law that states ‘in a duel, the one blessed by the gods will surely win and is surely good’ is not included in this]

Specifically, it meant killing less and with caution, carefully differentiating each individual’s actions, to decide if he deserves to pay with his life for his crimes.

And Borshu was just killing.