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MTL - Night Hacker-Chapter 51 hope
Chapter 51 Hope
【Redemption, Program Level: Primary 5%↑】
The program started automatically, and Elizabeth felt like she had fallen into a space of neural information.
She seemed to see her blue eyes expand into the sky, and the electric light bulbs, flowers and plants spreading down from the top floors of the shops and club buildings on both sides of Babylon Street had become fresh natural plants, with beautiful flowers and vigorous vegetation.
The night rain brings vitality, and the little halos passing through the rain turn into fireflies in the sky.
The noisy and noisy human voices and car sounds have turned into the cicadas in summer, sizzling non-stop, but refreshing.
These natural scenes that were lost in Liuguang City were vividly displayed in front of her eyes.
All of a sudden, the program level of redemption has risen from primary 0% to primary 5%.
Elizabeth even felt that her personality integrity and spiritual qualities were accompanied by this scene, and like a spring breeze, it was faintly enhancing in an all-round way...
was the agony and complicated emotions that Dagny had felt when he used retrospective before.
It was her personality that first had these perceptual information, plus the feedback that Dagny was truly grateful for. The two were compiled into program data by the redemption program, and her personality was updated.
"So it is!"
Although the natural scene in front of her stopped abruptly, Elizabeth returned to the door of the staff lounge on the third floor of the club.
But her heart skipped a beat, her blue eyes were shining, she got it, got it...
Master is indeed right!
It turns out that redemption is used in this way, retrospective + redemption, this is a miracle combination.
She first needs to understand, understand, and feel the situation of the redeemed, and have a message of empathy.
Maybe for the master, you can empathize with the difficulties of others without looking back; but for her dream bubble, she needs it.
In any case, retrospectives enable one to quickly and deeply experience the loss of others.
With the message of empathy, coupled with the message of gratitude, the program and the Self can be enhanced.
Elizabeth thought about it, and looked back at Dagny, who was still stunned behind her, as if the person she saw was herself.
She got it, even if she did build a school, took in thousands of children, and the children were grateful to her.
But she didn't really understand why they were grateful, but she was a princess like Sophia, still high above.
Then it is impossible for her to get even a 0.1% program improvement and self-renewal.
Probably this is why bankers think redemption is a **** program, because they can't simply use it with money, with human life, or even use it to exploit it. Moreover, in this set of heroes, they believe that they cannot obtain the so-called maximum benefit.
"Thank you." Elizabeth couldn't help but smile and said to Dagny, whether the other party understood it or not.
She redeemed others, and others also redeemed her.
Money can help others, but money cannot buy self-salvation and self-growth.
Without the genuine participation of the Self, there can be no salvation.
"It's me who wants to thank you..." Dagny seemed to understand, but she could sense something, "Miss Sterling, you are a good person. I think... You are different from them, you understand."
The mother Sandy next to was nervous, and didn't know if the eldest lady liked to hear Dagny's words.
[Redemption, program level: primary 7%↑]
Elizabeth smiled even more, nodded again, and then turned away again.
"Let's go," she told the security guards in the hallway.
Returning from the second floor to the lobby on the first floor, she walked outside the Happy Spring Club, and all the way to a crowded street, she looked up at the night sky and saw the light in the drizzle.
It has been almost a week since the last call from the master. Now that she has a new breakthrough, the master may appear again soon.
Until then, hurry up and help more people.
"Miss Elizabeth, I have your phone number." At this moment, a female assistant came up, holding the connected bulky mobile phone.
"Hello?" Elizabeth took the phone and it sounded like it was from the old lady.
"Miss, I heard that you just used Backtracking? Nightclubs are not a good place for Backtracking. Street people hate bankers, it's normal that you don't get gratitude from anyone, don't get impatient because of that."
"Maybe." Elizabeth said, not surprised that her every move was being watched.
She didn't make a sound, so let everyone think she's a special handicap, lest anyone come up with any bad idea to do it, she just said: "I didn't make any mistakes, I'm going to go shopping around again."
"I have news to tell you that before, you wanted to promote more opportunities for wild dogs to register their legal status. The municipality and the Metropolitan Police Department have come up with plans to add a variety of labor introduction methods and relax the conditions for registration certificates. ."
Hearing what the old lady said, Elizabeth suddenly became happy, but then fell again.
"Let our bank dogs have more brain slaves and blood slaves?" She was slightly sarcastic.
"Will it have any effect on this?" The old lady asked back, making it difficult for Elizabeth to refute, "Miss, you said earlier that you want to sign the bill's name?"
Elizabeth was silent, that was her previous thought.
She also thought that it would be best for her to announce this on TV, so that not only could she show the master that she had completed the task, but she might also get a wave of gratitude from many stowaways and illegal residents.
But now, she doesn't want to do that, she doesn't appreciate herself for it.
Like Mamma said, that didn't actually change anything.
"No, I don't want to sign." She decided, "You can do it, I don't want to participate in this possible trap."
"There are many different angles to look at things, miss, you should learn to find one that makes you feel comfortable."
The old lady did enlightenment again, "Such a bill will always bring more hope to the people of this free state."
hope? Elizabeth looked at the crowd of pleasure-seekers, cowherds, and girls who flowed all over the street, laughing and laughing.
"Yes, hope," she said, a kind of hope.
Magicians do tricks and never explain the principles to the audience.
So the audience will know that it is a lie, and they will be fascinated by it.
That's what happened in this city-state, and even though everyone actually knew it wasn't the case, "hope" would keep people going. The New World Bank found an angle, and they believed that the bank would still give them a good way.
Remaining Bone and Blood Gang is such a hope, so is the wild dog Liuguangmeng, and so is the anti-monopoly investigation.
But she learned tonight that the real hope was a bracelet.
At this time, the night rain was a bit heavier, but it didn't dispel people's revelry.
Elizabeth hung up the phone and braved the rain to walk out into the dingy, gloomy alley between the shops, the broken wires gleaming faintly.
The rain hit her orange trench coat, and the ground water soaked her flared trousers and sneakers.
Behind her, followed by a team of Seth's security personnel.
Whether they are male or female, they have wireless walkie-talkies in their ears and mouths, all kinds of firearms that can be pulled out at any time on their waists, and the blades under their flesh are hidden in their arms, and their faces are electronically modified cracked faces.
She and the security personnel disappeared into the small alley.
Behind them, the electronic flowers and plants on both sides of Babylon Street are still shining with various colors. This retro grand carnival place is constantly pouring dazzling streamers towards the sky above the city that never sleeps with drizzle.
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(end of this chapter)