Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 315 - 315 96 Dream in the Dark

315: Chapter 96: Dream in the Dark 315: Chapter 96: Dream in the Dark Humans are inevitably afraid of the dark.

Humans are diurnal animals, and their senses are specialized for daytime.

At night, too many predators, such as numerous nocturnal feline killers, can instantly end their lives.

Ancient ancestors had to rely on fire and crowds to protect themselves.

Those afraid of the dark instinctively stay close to the firelight during the deep night.

And those who are not afraid of the dark are much less likely to pass down their “fearlessness of the dark” genes.

Humans are not afraid of the darkness, but of “losing perception of their surroundings.”

When humans lack information about their surroundings, they believe they are facing something or an environment that is insurmountable, uncontrollable, and unknowable.

At this time, they instinctively associate it with death and life-threatening things or environments.

For ancient humans, they had to learn to associate “a swaying bush” with “a tiger lurking in the bushes.” This association may be self-scaring nine times out of ten, but as long as it saved that primitive human from a predator once, he was more likely to become an ancestor of modern humans.

This is a mechanism embedded in the amygdala.

And when trapped in the dark, humans feel fear, followed by an accelerated heartbeat, increased body temperature, and adrenaline secretion—preparations for the body to “flee.” Although sometimes, this might quicken the depletion of strength, reducing the chances of rescue for those trapped.

But after all, the human body was designed to gather and hunt on the great plains, and natural selection does not consider modern people who might need to go down mines or get stuck in elevators tens of thousands of years later.

Of course, this was the era of Natural People.

But even with maximized enhancements, humans still could not escape this magic spell.

As long as a person’s Prosthetic Eye, Prosthetic Ear, and network card are all forced offline, that Remodeler would similarly fall into great fear, even madness.

But humans ultimately have the capability to overcome their instincts.

Zheng Lunnao’s consciousness wandered in the darkness.

Decades ago, during the first time he was treated this way, he almost collapsed.

And afterwards, Doctor Hu told him that if he wanted to continue living here, he would always endure such things.

They all bore the brand of sin.

If they dared to run away, they would be hunted down by the Mobile Cavalry’s net.

Even searching for related information online could lead to the Protectors storming your home and pinning you down… No, perhaps the content learned online afterwards would all be “custom-made” erroneous knowledge that could be deadly at critical moments.

King Aqini had such capabilities.

Commit suicide, risk his life to escape into Jianghu, or…

continue to live, enduring such things time and again.

From that day, Zheng Lunnao made his choice.

He often used the excuse of “meditation” to have his Disciples help him remove his chip.

He often thought in this state.

Gradually, he even felt the difference in “touch” between “thinking with a hard drive” and “thinking without a hard drive,” and progressively learned how to avoid brain areas directly connected to output devices and how to prevent his thoughts from being taken away.

Zheng Lunnao did not know that he had inadvertently rediscovered one of the “Origins of Inner Strength.”

Inner Strength was not suddenly invented by the Founder of Inner Strength.

Before the birth of Inner Strength, many geeks consciously used implant devices to train their programming skills.

Just like countless tributaries converging into a mighty river, these results eventually became technology that shook the world.

And those without a basis also have a certain probability of rediscovering these early techniques through brutal Meditation Training.

In a sense, this could also be considered “divine kung fu.”

But such “reinventing the wheel” is of little significance to Internal Strength Masters.

The rough Inner Strength born from early meditation methods is far inferior to the training methods improved after scientific thought.

For Zheng Lunnao, however, this was just right.

The real Inner Strength would instinctively counter-attack when hacked, which is easily noticed.

And hacker technology itself is difficult to apply in ordinary living and production scenarios.

Those who master this technology are assumed to be potential Rebels.

Zheng Lunnao did not have the neural activity of a regular Internal Skill Practitioner.

Even the students of King Aqini did not realize that this man could to some extent avoid their control.

But Zheng Lunnao was not entirely immune to the harm of darkness.

He simply used memories to evoke the past.

To the instruments, this resembled a dreamlike neurological impulse.

Perhaps this guy was already scared to collapse.

Zheng Lunnao could only continually solidify his mentality in his memories.

—I must become even more…

The story began with several enormous fireballs falling from the sky.

Those hundred-meter-tall steel creations turned out to be landing capsules, and the massive shock-absorbing structures merely protected the interior drone army.

Tens of thousands of drones—possibly with nuclear batteries within—fell like floating dust from those landing capsules, beginning to surround the city.

The landing capsules also emitted a silver mist.

This was an aerosol known as “Iron Dust.” The drones emitted strong magnetic fields, dragging the spread of these aerosols.

Panic began to spread.

Many tried to flee the city.

But they were quickly shot down by the drones’ carried weapons.

This massacre was indiscriminate.

Some Protector Lords and Scientific Knight Lords tried to leave the city with their aircraft.

But their flyers didn’t inexplicably crash midair, they were killed by “Fire Wire” falling from the sky.

According to King Aqini’s words, “suspected Xiang Shan” could be anywhere, disguised as anyone.

He could even be the expert controlling the warship for the Lords, the brain attached to the flying devices.

He would not let any individual leave.

——I need…

courage…

That was a story from decades ago.

In the midst of chaos, the Lords conveyed the will of King Aqini.

No, there was no need.

For the residents of this city, this information was publicly available on the internet.

“Suspected Xiang Shan,” please leave the city and go to the designated spot in the wilderness to face death.

Otherwise, King Aqini would blow up the city.

The high-standing Protectors began requesting those considered lesser to wail.

They led the public in crying and begging for a Hero’s rescue.

“If any of you know that guy…” the Lord pleaded, “If you know any relevant clues…

please find him, beg him!

Save the city!”

There wasn’t much time left.

The countdown had started with only a few hours.

Some of the people started to run through the streets in madness.

Fear gave rise to violence, and violence triggered destruction.

The local Heroes and Martial Artists also began to take action.

They tried to impersonate “Xiang Shan.”

After all, for Cybermen, changing prosthetic bodies was too common.

Even King Aqini couldn’t be sure what he looked like.

But King Aqini seemed to have a way to discern individuals.

Many Martial Artists entered the Iron Dust-covered area, attempting to reach the designated spot.

However, the countdown never ended.

In this chaos, Zheng Lunnao also took action.

Although it was just a few years of conversation.

Although at that time “she” might not be the current “he.”

But…

Soon, Zheng Lunnao noticed something different in the chaotic streets.

Some Martial Artists suspected of being gang members, had been killed with professional techniques.

And from the traces on the bodies, the person who acted was likely the same one.

Zheng Lunnao roughly knew that this person was in action.

——Is this some sort of self-rescue?

He even felt a faint anticipation.

After crossing many alleys, he reached a gang’s stronghold.

He saw his target.

A Martial Artist with a slender prosthetic body killed a gang member unhurriedly, pulled a storage device out of his skull, and then with a swing of a stick, fragments flew into a nearby burning fire.

The Martial Artist wore a hood, a cape, and a scarf—this kind of warm attire was rare in this era.

Someone had arrived before him.

A Cybernetically Enhanced Person…

using a neutral voice, hard to distinguish the psychological personal gender orientation.

They fiercely said, “Still doing this…

still doing this!

What’s the use?

You’re about to die!

Please, think of a way…

find a way!”

They seemed somewhat unhinged.

“The collective memory organized by this gang could potentially become the seed of Green Forest; it still needs to be meticulously annihilated.”

That person, leaning on a stick, looked up at the sky: “That ‘old friend’ over there only gave us so little time, there’s nothing else I can do.

Let this be a contribution to my homeland once more.”

“But what about you…” the stranger knelt down: “But what are you going to do…

you haven’t…

Xiang Shan, you shouldn’t just die here.

You are the revived Xiang Shan, you…”

“‘Xiang Shan’ has already died seven times at least, there’s nothing that shouldn’t die,” Xiang Shan said, looking towards a streak of white in the sky: “I am willing to sacrifice a thousand lives for this world…

It’s just that these things can’t succeed just by dying often.

It looks like this life is really coming to an end.”

“But…

but…”

“Don’t be sad, my friend.

Just like before, ‘I’ will be reborn…”

“But ‘you’ are not just ‘Xiang Shan’, you are also yourself!”

Xiang Shan nodded: “That’s true, so help me out a bit.”

He tore off the hood, scarf, and cape from his body.

“This is made of magnetic core fabric, inside are several magnetic chains,” Xiang Shan said: “I have only this few thoughts left in my life, it would be a pity if they were lost.

I haven’t had the chance to verify their power but, even from Xiang Shan’s perspective, they are considered a decent idea.

If refined in battle, they might optimize to a stronger state.”

——This life…

thereafter…

will…

These keywords once again made Zheng Lunnao feel the pain.

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