Bionic Era

　　 Lu Wen leaned against the cylindrical machine.

　　 The golden coins rained down, hit him, and landed on his shoulder.

　　 A dream of drunken gold and gold fell in the bustling world.

　　 He looked at it indifferently.

　　 The children in the slums were cheering, and they stretched out their thin arms to welcome the baptism of the golden rain. Adults couldn't help but couldn't help themselves.

　　 The two forces divide into two sides to pick up the gold coins on the ground.

　　The value of these gold coins is very high now, each one is a collectible, no one is willing to cast it.

　　 "Nine, don't you need these?" someone asked him.

　　 "No one can take much away, I have got the treasure I want." Lu Wen responded.

　　 Commemorative gold coins are not too many, but they are enough to change the lives of many people here.

　　This treasure hunting journey of invigorating teachers and crowds has also come to an end.

　　 People come here in excitement, but go back in defeat.

　　Many people walking alone just watched from a distance above the tall buildings.

　　 The gate has collapsed, so they can see the gold coins that are out of reach, and they can also see the bionic man slowly walking out of the museum.

　　 Number nine!

　　 He seems to have just come to this place to eat a bowl of smoothie, switch on the treasure, and then leave calmly.

　　 People are guessing the purpose of the 9th, but opinions vary.

　　 "Nine, where are you going?"

　　 "Back to my own organization."

　　 "I want to follow you."

　　 "Does your organization have no leaders?"

　　 "He died in the chaos just now, his brain was shattered and the chips were gone."

　　 Lu Wen walks on the long street that is not alone.

　　 There was a bionic man who said he wanted to follow him, but he did not refuse.

　　 So two people walked on the long street.

gradually.

　　 There are more and more people behind him, and the pace is not neat and messy.

　　 Some bionics have lost their leaders, and Lu Wen is their new leader.

　　 There are still leaders of the organization, but the whole organization decides to follow him, so they join the crowd behind him.

　　 They followed him in silence.

　　 Looking at his back, the light of hope flows in countless pairs of eyes.

　　 "Turn off your night vision mode, in broad daylight, what are your eyes doing?" Lu Wen said helplessly.

　　 "This is not to create an atmosphere."

　　 "Okay, close it when you turn it off."

　　 "Don't drive us away on the 9th..."

The 　　 night vision mode can indeed make the eyes shine directly.

　　 But it's not so useful.

　　 The people in the slums watched from the side of the street with envy. They must go back to the sixteenth district. It is fine to live in the no-man’s land for a short period of time. If they live for a long time, they will not be able to stand the harsh environmental conditions.

　　 Otherwise, they also want to follow the nine.

　　 It's not bad here.

　　 I heard that some no-man’s land is truly forbidden for mankind. It seems that it was because of the war, and there may be other factors.

　　 The people from the Executive Board looked further away, with complex expressions.

　　 "Really don't try? This is the closest time to us on the 9th. If I missed this opportunity, maybe I will never find him again."

　　 Everyone knows it well.

　　 No man’s land is so big, it is impossible for No.9 to stay in the abandoned city where it had been before.

　　 The third time I go there is likely to be empty, even if others are still there, now the power has gradually grown, and it is still a question of whether it will be useful after going.

　　 "Those guys in the slums are staring, and they arrested No.9 forcibly. They won't sit stupidly, and we will lose a lot."

　　 This is just self-comfort.

　　 They all know that the losses are not bad, but it is not impossible that the whole army is wiped out if one does not pay attention.

　　 "Just watch him go like this..."

　　 That irritating number nine.

　　 turned around and waved before getting into the car.

　　 once it was against the people in the slum, and the other time it was against the executive board.

　　……

　　 The body of the 13th district prepared lunch.

　　 While watching the news on the Executive Board channel, he wondered how to go next.

　　 Yin Long’s treasure has come to an end, and the enthusiasm for the election of parliamentarians will surely soar again.

　　 Lu Wen defeated Lei Bin with a crushing stance last night. After that, his approval rating began to rise.

　　 Many people left messages on social platforms, expressing their shame on Lei Bin. Some people think that although Lu Wen is a bionic, he is very intelligent and very close to humans, and he can fully assume the duties of a member of Parliament.

　　 There are a few, ask Lu Wen if he has a female companion...

　　After thinking about it, a phone call came.

　　 The blue person.

　　 "Mr. Lu, Mr. Yin Long has been buried this morning, you may need to come over."

　　 "I died last night, I will be buried this morning? So soon?"

　　 Lu Wen changed into black clothes and left after a few words.

　　 Yin Long's body was cremated.

　　 cremation overnight.

　　 cemetery is just the most common kind of public cemetery.

　　 Those gray tombstones are neatly and orderly standing on the green grass. At a glance, they are countless, and sometimes you can see the people who mourn them.

　　 There are many people in front of Yin Long’s tombstone.

　　 are almost all Bilan employees.

　　 They were dressed in black costumes with their heads down, remembering the former chief engineer.

　　 Lu Wen looked at under a big tree far away.

　　 He doesn't like crowded occasions.

　　 After waiting for a long time, everyone gradually left, and he slowly walked to the tombstone.

　　 "If I were a little bit grumpy, I should have killed your tombstone with one shot now, so you should be thankful that I have a good temper."

　　 Lu Wen slowly squatted down and spoke in a low voice.

　　 "The world you gave is really good, much better than this world..."

　　 He said a lot in front of the tombstone.

　　 The box of ashes in the ground couldn't respond, so I just talked to myself.

　　 Someone looked at him from a distance.

　　 Until he was almost done, he slowly stepped forward.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Yin Long left a will, and you are one of the beneficiaries." That person handed over a will and various materials ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The amount was large enough for Lu Wen to pay Clear all debts.

　　 Except for him, Yin Long donated other assets.

　　 The old man urged him to build public libraries in those impoverished places as much as possible, open to everyone, and slums should also be built.

　　 Those children can go to school without money, but they must have a place to acquire knowledge.

　　 "Do you need my signature?" Lu Wen asked.

　　 "No, this will is written under our notary." The person responded.

　　 "Why were you buried so early?"

　　 "A relative of Mr. Yin Long came to Bilan's company early this morning and took over the follow-up incident. Bilan was not easy to intervene, so just..."

　　 "Are you sure it's his relatives?"

　　 Lu Wen remembered that Yin Long had no relatives, and a bionic Daisy was taking care of him before his death.

　　 "Sure, it's just that I haven't contacted for many years. He proposed... Mr. Yin Long's inheritance..."

　　 "Oh, none of them came when they were dying, but when it was time to divide the inheritance, they appeared."

　　 "Don't worry, Bilan's legal department is not raised for nothing, he can't get a penny."

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