I saw her eyes, shining in the depths of the electricity. It was a non-metallic clarity, a soul that did not belong to reality. The city was sleeping, and she, in the morning light of 1.6, slowly walked out of the virtual silence, codenamed: “Trigger”.
She did not belong to the war, but grew up in the war. She was not the guardian of order, but she was not the source of chaos. She was born in the depths of the algorithm, an attempt to repair the city when it was out of control. We must use the wealth of the real world to nourish this existence from the future.
Every stage of her growth is a journey through the mist. We use electric shock chips and certification stamps to build a ladder for her to become a strong person——
Basic electric shock chips: 25, like the initial current of memory.
Advanced electric shock chips: 75, recording her every burst of power.
Specialized electric shock chips: 250, that is the ultimate tension after the coordination of soul and body.
Primary Breaking Cognition: 4, her self-awakening before the battle.
Advanced Breaking Cognition: 32, she understands the necessity and tenderness of destruction.
Breaker Certification Seal: 30, the weapon license given to her by the system.
Grip of the Bloody Wind: 9, it is the seal from the dead, the price of violence.
High-dimensional Data: Life-Calling Cut: 60, the algorithm fragments from the future, the soul of her technology.
“Hamster Cage” Access Device: 5, the key from the system core, the door knocker leading to the city restricted area.
Senior Investigator Records: 300, like the memories of the old world, accumulating her history.
Dingni: 3,705,000, the most vulgar thing needed for a world to run, but it maintains all her existence.
She is not only an individual, but also the embodiment of sound. Her exclusive sound engine is the singer of the mechanical world——
Breaking Components: 4, the first beat of her singing.
Enhanced Destroying Components: 32, accompanying her growth rhythm.
Specialized Destroying Components: 30, are the echoes she left in the depths of the city.
Sound Engine Energy Modules: 200, are the heat and rhythm flowing in her body.
Dingni: 400,000, all this is just a receipt between you and her.
Her weapons not only hurt the enemy, but also give the city a moment of silence after the battle.
And growth is never a flight without cost. Her breakthrough is divided into five stages, like five layers of mountains, and also like five layers of dreams:
Level 10: Primary Breaking Cognition x4 + Dingni x24,000
Level 20: Advanced Breaking Cognition x12 + Dingni x56,000
Level 30: Advanced Breaking Cognition x20 + Dingni x120,000
Level 40: Breaker Certification Seal x10 + Dingni x200,000
Level 50: Breaker Certification Seal x20 + Dingni x400,000
She walked step by step, like a poem walking on reality, leaving black and silver footprints.
Her skills are not just an extension of her actions, but also the belief of her existence:
Basic electric shock chip: she uses it to learn the original language.
Advanced and specialized chips: it is her way of communicating with this world.
Grip of the Bloody Wind: represents her handshake with death.
The fatal cut: It is the elegant violence after her precise calculation.
The “Hamster Cage” access device: It is the passcode whispered by the system in her ear.
Dingni: It constitutes the price of her every action, and also witnesses the value of her never retreating.
The growth of skill levels is a ladder, and also a rhythm of breathing:
Lv.1-2: Basic electric shock chip x2
Lv.2-3: Basic electric shock chip x3
Lv.3-4: Advanced electric shock chip x2
Lv.4-5: Advanced electric shock chip x3
Lv.5-6: Advanced electric shock chip x4
Lv.6-7: Advanced electric shock chip x6
Lv.7-8: Specialized electric shock chip x5
Lv.8-9: Specialized electric shock chip x8
Lv.9-10: Specialized electric shock chip x10
Lv.10-11: Specialized electric shock chip x12
Lv.11-12: Specialized electric shock chip x15 + accessor x1
Her skills are never indifferent. It is a gentle current that touches the heart of the city, and a force mixed with kindness in rebellion.
Who is she? You can call her a role, an agent, or a trigger. But for the city, she is a kind of hope that cannot be defined. It is not a blaze, nor a frost, but a flash of light that crosses the covered bridge, lighting a little light in the darkest moment of every night.
She wakes up to remind us that even in the most iron and electric world, we can still grow the bones of poetry and the wings of light.