The coins fell into the machine, and the internal structure of the machine made a series of pleasant collision sounds. The vending machine in front of Vita flashed a few times, and the decorative figures on it popped up and began to rotate like a ballet.

"Di-di-di-di-di-di-du." Abby poked her head out from behind Vita with an expressionless face and hummed a few syllables.

Accompanying this spinning little man.

Vita wordlessly took out the coffee from the vending machine and tapped Abby's cheek with its metal can. Abby took it tacitly, opened her crow mask slightly, raised her neck and drank.

As a result, Vita was dissatisfied: "...I just asked you to hold it for me for a while."

"You drink and I drink, aren't they the same?" Her accompaniment hadn't finished yet, and even her words were in a rhythm: "We are connected by the umbilical cord. Isn't it easy to exchange nutrients?"

Vita sighed and continued to play with the vending machine in front of him.

The right prosthetic hand scratched its surface, and inside there were newspapers with headlines in eye-catching fonts: such as "The reconstruction project in Hereford is slow, the governor's body is left without food?!", and "The land in the hilly areas is being salinized on a large scale, and the food harvest is impossible?!"

》Wait on, etc., Vita felt that he seemed to have known these things for a long time and was not that interested.

The reason why he bought coffee with the obsidian prosthetic hand on his right hand was actually because he accidentally noticed a faint red light flashing on the vending machine while wandering aimlessly.

And the moment I just put in the coin to buy coffee, the red light flashed again for a moment.

Sure enough, it was a surveillance camera installed on a vending machine. Was it designed by the company it belonged to to prevent someone from stealing it?

At that moment, the surveillance probe was activated and connected to my Doro Finger. Could this be something I could use?

Vita looked at the skinless fingers on the prosthetic hand, and suddenly he was eager to try: "Abby, after drinking my coffee, it's time to pay interest."

"I can spit it out at any time."

"It's just a joke. I want to test the potential of Doro's Finger and help me process the information later."

"Well, coffee, I want another cup!" Abby's face was still expressionless, but the rhythm in her voice was filled with some kind of expectation.

"As an adult, my savings can allow you to swim in a swimming pool full of coffee." Vita patted his wallet, then took out a coin and threw it into the vending machine. At the same time, Doro's Finger

The structure of the leather caressed the smooth opening through which the coin entered.

Speaking of which, there is no reliable wireless remote communication method in this world, so the surveillance probe of this vending machine either stores the image of that moment in it like a camera, or it uses physical lines to transmit it to a remote location.

at.

Which one will it be?

Vita was thinking, and suddenly, Doro's fingers were numb as if they were electrocuted. Abby on her back snorted, as if she had processed too much information that Vita had received at once.

The vision provided by Doro's Finger extends along the line connected to the vending machine.

Stretching into the distance, the company this vending machine belongs to is a large company with a large number of cameras installed: in employees' offices, corridors, financial rooms, and even toilets. Some employees were late because of the fog and went to the financial room dejectedly.

Calculating fines; while the company's boss is chuckling, with such a heavy fog, can't he justifiably keep his employees to work overtime until they die?

They didn't know that Vita, a few kilometers away, had seen all this through the lines that covered the entire wall of the metal building that led to the company.

Until the red light on the vending machine temporarily went out, the canned coffee fell into the basket, shook it a few times, and was caught by Vita.

He looked at the coffee and his prosthetic hand, and suddenly he had a deeper understanding of the skinless finger, and even had a bold idea.

Huh? You can see the mechanical field of view, you can see further through the wiring of the cameras, and you can even see the core of these cameras?

There are cameras everywhere in the Imperial Capital. If you touch one of the official surveillance cameras...?

Abby suddenly frowned: "What bad intentions do you have again?"

Vita grinned: "Of course there are no bad intentions, just, Miss Abby, do you like yogurt?"

"...a bit interested."

"Help me again and I can make you swim in the yogurt a few times."

…

The elevator going up and down is more like a hanging basket outside the "button". Henry followed the lion into it and disappeared from the looming red vision behind the fog.

The door closed lightly, the lion took off his hood, leaned against the metal wall of the elevator, and yawned lazily. The investigator's exclusive elevator is even equipped with a separate air filtering device for each elevator, which separates "his own people" and those who can be discarded at any time.

"Ordinary people" know the difference clearly.

But Henry was a little absent-minded, and even felt that the filtered fresh air was a bit suffocating.

The lion's words were still echoing in his mind. Damn it, what does "button" mean that it can be unbuttoned at any time?

"Literally," the lion half-squinted his eyes: "Just untie a certain layer of the city and throw it away from the main body of the imperial capital."

What about the people above?

"The Imperial City has 33 floors. Throwing away one floor will only result in the loss of 78% of the population at most. Compared with what happened in Hereford before, it is much more cost-effective." She shrugged: "You must know that the Imperial City

The scale is huge, and there are many things that hide evil and evil. Maybe one day a mysterious cult will cook up something terrible."

...Isn’t the Imperial City stacked in layers? If a certain layer in the middle is removed, the upper layers will not collapse?

"Who told you that 'buttons' are just one layer supporting another? The top layer is supported by the 32 layers below, and the 32 layers are supported by the 31 layers below, and so on. Until the bottom layer,

It is built on the foundation, so there is no need for support." The lion maintained extraordinary patience with Henry: "So, each layer is actually supported by multiple layers of 'button' structures, and it would be useless to lose a certain layer.

It cannot affect the overall situation."

"For this reason, the thirty-two or three floors at the top are actually very stable and tight, because every floor below is actually supporting them."

"But, conversely, the first, second, third, fourth and fifth layers at the grassroots level are also supporting everything."

"Our enemies are the emperor, Stephanie, and the great nobles who live above the thirty-second and third floors." The lion's eyes began to become meaningful: "So, you understand what our real allies should be.

Are you here?"

Henry took a breath and finally caught a glimpse of the orange-colored button on the elevator wall where the lion's slim body was leaning against the wall.

The destination is the third floor, which is the bottom where normal people live.

The elevator began to make noise as it descended, which seemed to be because the outer slide rails began to become stained with dirty stains and increased friction. Henry suddenly felt that the light had dimmed a lot, and he looked out against the glass. Unknown to him, on the other side,

The glass was stained with black raindrops.

No, this is not rain, but sewage discharged from the upper level.

Even the fog that was clearly white before was dyed into a dirty gray.

There was a rustling sound hitting the elevator, which made people feel itchy. Henry was stunned and suddenly understood why the lion took off its hood:

If you don't take a few breaths of fresh air, you'll have no chance.

However, it was too late. The gondola reached its destination and the feeling of falling had disappeared. Henry swallowed and waited for the elevator to open.

He only had one thought: Can the true ally considered by the lion really still be alive in this environment?

How tenacious are allies?

While he was still thinking, the elevator door slowly opened with a gritty friction sound. Then it began to hit the lenses of Henry's mask carefully.
Chapter completed!